"Hurry up, catch him!"

Eight o'clock in the evening. Tri-chome. Near the factory area.

Among the abandoned buildings that have been abandoned for a long time and are deserted, a fierce chase scene is being staged.

At the head of the group is a man in a green jacket, a bushy beard that looks like he has been glued on, a black cap, and a pair of sunglasses that look black in the night.

And chasing behind is a group of girls, children, and uncles mixed together, which looks weird and full of weirdness.

"Ouch, I'm so tired, how can this guy run so ......" Maori held on to the handrail of the stairs, panting for breath.

"It's Dad, you can't do it yourself!" Xiaolan helped her on the side, and said helplessly, "Xia Fan and the others have already chased to the front." ”

"Oh, no, no, no, it looks like I'm really old......"

Maori knocked on his old waist with a sigh, and then walked down the stairs step by step with a little gloom.

"Eh, Dad, where are you going?" Xiao Lan looked at him with some confusion.

"Go after the prisoner, I'll go downstairs with Miss Maya," said Maori, "and it occurred to me that it would be rude for the lady to be left alone, and what if the prisoner had an accomplice?

Saying this, the bleak back instantly straightened up again, and even the steps downstairs began to fly briskly, and it was completely impossible to see that he was panting and tired like a dog a second ago.

"Dad!" Looking at the dashing departing back, Xiaolan couldn't help but stomp her feet angrily

Really, when you mention beautiful women, you become a different person, which is why your mother has been separated from you for so long!

Thinking of this, Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh helplessly, and then turned around and continued to run upstairs.

And at this moment, this tense and exciting chase battle is finally coming to an end.

"These annoying little ghosts!" the man in the sunglasses let out a low growl, and then quickly ran through an overhead area made of wooden planks, turning around and kicking the plank away, sliding down where the floor had broken with a loud noise.

"Hmph, I can't get over it now!" Looking at the huge crack about two meters long, the man couldn't help but let out a cruel laugh.

"Oops, I can't get over the front!"

Looking at the abyssal giant mouth in front of him that seemed to be able to devour people, Chimatsu Feng couldn't help but instinctively stop his steps.

"Damn, is there any other way through!

However, just as Conan was anxiously searching for a path to bypass, he suddenly saw a white figure running past him, not only did not have the slightest intention of stopping, but accelerated his speed.

"Sakura-chan, wait a minute, over there—"

Xia Fan, who reacted on the side, hurriedly wanted to hold her, but he didn't have time to react at all, and only caught a wisp of the aftermath behind the corner of his clothes.

The blue eyes were like an ancient well, and the terrifying rift did not make them ripple in the slightest, but they quietly stared at the target in front of them, and did not waver in the slightest. Sakura took a deep breath, picked up speed again, and then slammed into the floor slab in front of the break, leaping into the air. The light figure is like a flying white dove, holy and beautiful.

"Hmph, idiot!" The man couldn't help but sneer as he saw the white-haired girl rushing over without hesitation.

You know, it's more than two meters wide, not to mention you're a thin girl, even if you're a long jumper...... What the?

Until the kick was actually imprinted on his face, his skin was wrinkled by the huge force, his teeth snapped and flew out in his vision, and the pain receptors finally sent signals to the center of his brain, and the man couldn't react to what was happening.

The girl...... Can she fly?

When the soul returned to the body and the pain began to spread, the man's mind couldn't help but flash such thoughts.

That was the last thought that crossed his mind tonight.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the man's skull slammed against the wall with a muffled gourd-like sound.

And the girl just retracted her feet lightly, fluttering down, with an elegant and cold posture.

Sakura...... It's amazing!"

Looking at the girl's heroic posture like Valkyrie, Akamatsu Kaede's eyes couldn't help but be filled with shining light.

Not only her, but also Xiaolan and Conan on the side, and even Xia Fan, who was most familiar with her, couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Sakura-chan, maybe she's really a natural hero......"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xia Fan's mind couldn't help but flash the black figure and muttered.

The next thing was simple, before Conan and the others could find the way to go that way, in their surprised and even stunned eyes, Sakura on the other side had already grabbed the man's collar and lifted him up. Yes, the picture of a strong man being carried in the hands of a little girl feels very weird no matter how you look at it.

However, this was not the weirdest thing, but the girl said "Get out of the way" lightly, and then took a deep breath.

"Eh, are you supposed to be ......?"

However, before Conan could say the second half of his sentence, he saw the girl on the opposite side raise one foot, and then kicked the ground, like throwing a shot put, throwing a big man who was close to 1.8 meters over.

"Huh?" If the volley just now was a surprise to everyone, this time it made everyone confused. No one thought that that little girl who looked delicate on the outside would really be able to throw a big man taller than her over!

It wasn't until the body flying in the air blocked the moonlight that Xiaolan and Xia Fan over there reacted, and hurriedly pulled away Conan and Chimatsu Kaede, who were still shocked by this unbelievable scene, and forgot to react.

"Bang!" the man's skull made a crisp sound a second time, accompanied by a muffled grunt that felt pain when he listened to it, and then his limbs flicked, like a frog with his spinal cord pumped, as if he had fainted again the moment he woke up from the pain.

"Smack. At this moment, with a soft sound, Sakura landed lightly on the ground here again. Looking at her calm face, I don't know, I thought she just jumped in place twice......

Therefore, Conan, who was no longer able to complain, simply pressed his chin back and told himself that this was just a very ordinary thing. That's right, it's as common as a bohemian rich second generation who is actually the black knight whose name is Rice.

"This man...... Sure enough, it's Yuda!"

Conan walked up to the man who had been thrown as a shot put, and removed his disguised sunglasses and beard, revealing his true face.

"Yuda! It's the guy who was caught by his father and just escaped from prison on TV before, right?" Xiaolan also recognized that face, which was the person she had only seen on TV today, "But, why did he attack Miss Maya?"

"What if his goal in the first place wasn't Miss May?" Conan suddenly thought of this question.

"You mean, his target was Dad from the beginning?" Ran opened her mouth wide in surprise, "So, what happened to Miss Maya? If she wasn't running away from this man's attack, then why did she run away from the bus?"

"This ...... Indeed, even if it is an involuntary action after amnesia, there must be a subconscious mind guiding it, whether it is to avoid something, or ...... To hide something?" Conan couldn't help but frown deeply at the thought of all the strangeness on Maya's body, "And, judging from the way she saw Yuda just now, she did know Yuda...... And that wire ......"

"Tightrope?" Hearing Conan's words, Sakura couldn't help but frown in confusion.

"Didn't you see Sakura-chan? Just now, after Miss Maya dodged the stone thrown by this person, she picked up the necklace she hung on her chest and pulled out that ~how long a piece of steel wire!" Akamatsu Kaede said as he made a long gesture to Sakura.

"The tightrope of the necklace?" Sakura couldn't help frowning deeply after hearing this, "This woman may be a killer!"

"Killer?" Hearing Sakura's words, everyone present couldn't help but be surprised, including Conan.

"Well, because my family runs a dojo, I have encountered many opponents and even enemies, and I have also encountered some despicable people who want to use some dirty means to seize our family's dojo, including hired killers. My father was once assassinated by such a tightrope weapon. Sakura took a deep breath and said the fact that most people don't usually imagine, "Moreover, I have observed that Miss Maya before, and judging from her reactions and movements, she is definitely a person who has been practicing martial arts all year round, and even often fights with people, so her fighting instincts and reflexes are so sensitive, so that even if she loses her memory, she can still dodge so many attacks." That's why I can't help but guess that this Miss True Night is likely to be a killer!"

"No, I think your guess is probably right, Sakura...... Sister!"

Sakura's conjecture was like a chain, connecting all the bits and pieces of clues in Conan's mind, clearing away all the dark clouds in his mind, making him can't help but blurt out, almost forgetting to use honorifics.

"If Miss Maya is the killer invited by Yuda, then everything can be explained!" Conan touched his chin and showed the reasoning in his mind little by little, "Why did she appear on the bus? Why did she flee from the scene? Why did she have such a strong skill? Why did she know Yuda? Everything can be connected!"

"Wait a minute, didn't you all notice that Uncle Maori was gone?"

Just when Conan wanted to elaborate on his reasoning process, Xia Fan's shout woke everyone up.

"Ahh

"Suffered!"

At that moment, everyone's backs couldn't help but be soaked with cold sweat.

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"Boom!"

The gold and iron were handed over, and the sparks bloomed in all directions, turning into countless small meteors, dragging the brilliant flame tails and scattering away.

The brilliance of that moment illuminated both sides of the blade, flashed the black mask, and crossed the crimson ghost head.

Their eyes crossed in the air, passing through the masks of both sides, and both of them confirmed each other's eyes that they were the ones they wanted to take down (kill).

In the next second, the two took a small step back at the same time with a tacit understanding, widened the distance slightly, and collided together again.

"Boom!" the sharp blade slashed through the cold and hard stick, and the burst of sparks reflected a purple glow.

Although it is the same color from the darkness, it is different from the light reflected by the thick and cold blue-black frosted short stick, the bright and bewitching purple light is like a demon's smile, although it is beautiful, but in the next second, it can kill you!

"Shhh

This pause was only a few tenths of a second, and for ordinary people, it might just be a blink of an eye, but he didn't let it go.

The black took advantage of the momentum to turn around, and a swift backspin kick kicked straight into the chest of the red figure.

If an ordinary person were to be kicked like this, it is estimated that they would have to break two or three ribs and fly out three or four meters away. But when this kick hit the red armor, it only made a crisp "bell" sound, but it didn't shake him a little.

Polymer shock-absorbing materials.

When the sensation of that kick came back to his body, he couldn't help but think of these words.

He is no stranger to this type of material, it is a material that is more popular in the black technology world, with excellent elasticity and ductility, plasticity is also quite good, and it also has a certain memory effect, so it is widely used by some high-tech companies in various occasions that require cushioning, and even part of the reinforced clothing he wears is made of nanoplastic.

It's just that I didn't expect that the other party's quaint body was actually made of the same material.

And just like he didn't miss the other party's momentary flaw before, the other party didn't intend to let him go of this moment's distraction.

The crimson figure instantly rushed forward, and the sudden forward force was on the foot that had not had time to retract, which suddenly made the black figure lose its center of gravity, and for a while, it couldn't help but reveal a big gap.

"Huh!" a swift sword, without any pause or hesitation, slashed towards the black mask!

"Wow!" the black short stick seemed to have been expected, and it took a step forward to cross there, and in turn it stuck to his arm, and it actually caught the blow of the long knife alive, bursting out a trace of sparks. Of course, the other short stick was stuck on the ground with his backhand, so as to stabilize the body that had fallen backwards due to weightlessness, and to support the weight of the body and the falling blade.

The response was not unpretty, swift and decisive, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

However, if that is the end of the story, then the legendary Black Knight is nothing more than that.

At the moment when he reached out to hold the long knife, the black figure had already stabilized his body with the help of the short stick on the ground, and his body spun around like this, and a sharp sweeping leg swept towards the lower plate that was wrapped in crimson feet!

Nano plastic can offset part of the momentary impact, but it can't offset the continuous thrust!

"Click!" Because of the lower plate that had just taken a step and stood on one foot, the red figure didn't have time to stand still, and his feet were off the ground at the moment of the kick, and he involuntarily fell backwards.

"Smack!" Almost at the same time, the hand holding the short stick on the ground slammed into force, and the black figure turned around in mid-air, and kicked diagonally and heavily on the crimson chest and abdomen.

"Boom!"

Unable to unload his feet from the ground, this time, the crimson figure finally ate this flying kick, flew out without resistance, and smashed into a pile of debris, making a rather miserable sound.

However, after kicking the figure away, the black figure did not pause in the slightest, and at the moment of turning over and standing, he had already quickly inserted the two short sticks back into his back, and then took out the eagle claws, aimed them at an iron box placed on the side, and pulled the trigger.

"Click!"

"Squeak-squeak-"

After a crisp snap, the black figure took a breath, gripped the hilt of the talon's gun, and with a slam of his arms, the iron box, which looked extremely thick, was actually picked up by him like a chain ball, and then slammed it in the direction where he fell!

If an ordinary person is hit by this blow, it is estimated that he will be half-crippled if he does not die.

It's just that the other side doesn't look like an ordinary person.

The moonlight shone through the window, and in that dark corner, a beautiful violet suddenly bloomed out of thin air.

"Boom!"

The blade flew, the purple light flickered, and the iron box, which looked extremely thick, instantly turned into a few pieces of fragmented iron, and together with the goods inside, it flew to all corners in all directions, accompanied by a loud noise, stirring up a thick dust.

The black figure couldn't help frowning slightly, and then pressed the button on the blindfold to switch the field of view to a heat source detection state.

"Buzz!"

At the moment when his vision changed, with two insect chirps, two sharp shadows broke through the dust and mist and came straight to his heart.

"Phew!"

The black figure just lowered his body, and waved his hands vigorously to the sides, the hard gauntlets made a crisp sound, and the two four-leaf darts were blocked straight down, piercing into the gray concrete floor, constantly trembling, and making bursts of buzzing.

"Whoosh!"

The humming and trembling here had not completely stopped, and with a soft sound, the dust and mist exploded again.

Like a needle piercing a balloon, the faint purple light pierced through the dust, shooting straight into his heart with a crimson figure.

The hunter mounted the arrow, and with unhesitating determination, he wanted to shoot down the falcon hovering in the sky. But the falcon did not dodge or dodge, but just stopped quietly in the treetops, with a cold and sharp gaze, locked on him, as if to warn him, unprepared hunters, it is better not to provoke the falcon. Don't let the eagle not hit it, but call the eagle blind by pecking!

Just as the tip of the knife was about to stab the blue eagle in the chest, the black figure finally moved. For a split second, his arms crossed back to his chest, as if trying to block the sharp knife. However, the other party was obviously not an inexperienced novice hunter, and the moment he returned to defense, he only twisted the blade slightly, and passed through the gap above the cross.

"Shhhh

The purple tip of the knife grazed against the dark black gauntlet, and a piercing sound was pulled, running straight towards his heart.

"Got it!"

The crimson ghost face lifted slightly, and the moonlight reflected a trace of shadow, which looked like a hideous and cruel smile.

However, that smile didn't last long.

The indomitable blade finally stopped at the moment when it was about to touch the blue eagle.

On top of the black gauntlet, a row of arm blades stretched out at some point, and the sharp knife was stuck there.

Although the "......" did not make a sound, the crimson figure clearly showed a moment of confusion and confusion.

The falcon that has struggled over the cliff will not let go of any opportunity that can be grasped, and naturally he will not either!

"Boom!"

With a twist of his arms, he pulled the blade to rotate, and the force of that moment was so that the other party couldn't hold it all of a sudden, and the handle of the knife came out of his hand!

The Ghost-Faced Samurai is also a well-tempered skill, and the moment the knife came out of his hand, he had already reacted, and he quickly stretched out his hand to hold the knife back in his hand.

However, how could he give the other party such a chance?

"Huh!"

A reflexive kick that had been prepared for a long time hit the palm of the hand that had just touched the hilt.

"Boom!"

The long knife was kicked away by that kick, and it spun around in the air several times before it fell, piercing straight into the concrete floor.

However, although the long knife was gone, the crimson figure was not ready to be crushed.

At the same time as being kicked, he let go very decisively, let the long knife come out of his hand, and changed his palm to a claw, and stubbornly buckled the foot kicked by the opponent, wanting to use this to fight back, breaking his joints fiercely and giving the opponent a heavy blow.

And at the moment when the foot was caught, the black figure had already reacted, and the other foot rose up in the air, like thunder, and swept fiercely towards the ugly ghost face of the other party.

"Click!"

Who knows, the other party also seemed to have been prepared, blocking his left arm in front of the helmet, blocking the powerful whip leg alive, and at the same time backhand clasped his other foot, and then spun up violently, as if preparing to throw him out like a windmill!

"Humph!"

The other party's reaction is fast, and his reaction is not slow. You know, in hand-to-hand combat, he has hardly been afraid of anyone!

At that moment, he simply stopped thinking about struggling his feet out of the iron-locked hands, and then with the help of his clasping strength, he arched his waist vigorously, and then leaned back hard, and his head and hands passed under the vermilion crotch.

"Huh?"

The samurai, sensing the other party's intentions, hurriedly wanted to let go of his hands, but he was already a step too late. The black feet tightened at the same time, crossed and interlocked behind his head, and with the help of his excellent waist strength, he actually lifted the other party and threw it out fiercely!

"Boom!"

The ghost samurai is worthy of being called a ghost samurai, and those who can be ranked on the killer list in the shadow world are basically not parallel goods. Even in such a sudden situation, he still adjusted his posture in the air in an instant, turned over and settled, and did not fall down.

However, what awaited him was a steel claw that reacted faster than him!

"Click!"

The black talon flew straight at him with the cable, clutching his breastplate and locking it before he could react.

Then he felt a great pull coming down the cable, pulling him towards the front, so that he was unsteady on his feet, and with a stumble he was pulled off the ground and spun in mid-air.

It turned out that the black knight had already buckled his cuirass with his talons as soon as he landed, and then used himself as a fulcrum to spin it vigorously, just like the little game of tying a coin and a pencil together with a rope as a child.

Come and don't be rude, he wants this guy to have a good taste of the big windmill!

Thinking so, after turning around for a whole time, he couldn't help but shake it hard, and the crimson figure suddenly "obediently" smashed into the iron container, and smashed the outer wall of the container into it, making a thick and dull loud noise!

However, that wasn't the end of it, and before the ghost-faced warrior could recover from the great pain and dizziness, the force that tugged at me came from his chest again, pulling him out of the massive depression.

And what greeted him in mid-air was that swift and powerful knight's flying kick!

"Bang!"

The cold black and blue foot armor was literally imprinted on the crimson ghost face, and there was a trace of ripples visible to the naked eye.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the left half of the ghost's face cracked with countless spiderweb-like scars, and finally shattered.

"Bang!"

The crimson body slammed to the ground with a heavy muffled thud.

"Now, let's have a good chat!"

Looking at the ghost-faced warrior lying on the ground, who seemed to have lost his will to fight, the black figure snorted coldly, pulled out the short stick behind his back, and then stepped on the crimson breastplate, his tone was gloomy and hideous.

"Now, tell me, where is Kuroiwa Tatsuji!"

With that, the short stick spun around in his hand, and then pressed hard against his neck, the front end of the electric light flashing, as if he was ready to press the stun rod directly to his face if he did not cooperate.

However, at the same time, another arrow had already quietly been mounted and aimed at this side.

"Danger!"

She said suddenly.