What kind of people are these people, taking a large number of people in a hotel and lowering the hotel alive? Shiratori and Takagi sighed on the original second floor of the hotel.

What the hell does that bastard have to do with this, what the hell is he up to?," Miwako Sato said madly.

"It looks like those people are gone, call someone to search for them. Miwako Sato said: "There are a lot of tourists who are unconscious by hypnotic gas in the closed door of the hotel, so hurry up and call someone to rescue them." "Originally, Miwako Sato came out to talk about it.

"The door is stronger than the normal security door, so let them go to the first floor to see if there is a spare key card at the front desk, and call the fire brigade to prepare the cutter. Miwako Sato added.

"What about us?" asked Shiratori, "are you going to chase those people?"

"But I don't know where they went?" asked Takagi, confused.

Miwako Sato shook her phone: "I just received a message from the mobile team, the group of armed men who were firing and chasing on the street are approaching in this direction, I guess they are in the same group as the people who left here just now, at least it is the same incident." ”

"Shall we intercept it, then?" asked Takagi excitedly.

"The mobile team doesn't dare to attack easily, can you stop it?" Miwako Sato let Takagi roll his eyes: "Let's wait for them to pass and catch up together, if we let those two groups of people converge, the mobile team may need our support." ”

Takagi didn't quite understand: "Then let them converge?"

"Because it is also possible that they are not in a group, and if they are hostile to each other, then they can sit and reap the fisherman. Shiratori answered Takagi's question, but there was a new question: "If we let them fight freely, will it be ......?" and the question that hurt the crowd was not spoken.

"No, it should be in the direction of the suburbs. Miwako Sato looked at the east where those before had left.

"Alright, hurry up and take care to evacuate the crowd!" Miwako Sato ordered.

After vaguely explaining to the surrounding onlookers that it would be dangerous here, the crowd who watched a building sink was also very obedient and ran as far as they could, and there was also a windfall.

"At the police department, a citizen took a picture when the people in the hotel came out. Shiratori came over and reported, "At that time, those who claimed to be police officers had stopped taking pictures, but there were too many people taking pictures. ”

"I'll see. ”

"This!" Shiratori handed over the phone that took the photo, and Miwako Sato found a familiar face at a glance, not Mizuma Moon or Keisuke Chiju.

At that time, after discovering that there were people trying to take pictures, Mizuma immediately adjusted his position to a position where he couldn't take pictures, but the two former members of the black-clad organization who were used to it didn't have this awareness. Especially when Cohen was still holding the injured Chianti in his arms.

They are...... Miwako Sato furrowed her brows and recalled: It seems to be called Kena and Ken? No, this must be a pseudonym. I'm afraid it's not a second-married couple in their fifties or sixties......

Miwako Sato had seen Chianti and Cohen, and when she went to the playground with Mizuma, she didn't know that Mizuma was secretly sitting on another job, and when Mizuma introduced her to the two people, it was a second-married couple in their fifties, one named Kena and the other Ken, and Kina also had a son named Carters with her ex-husband.

Now that I think about it, it's all fake, and it's clearly his accomplice.

"Send the photo to my phone and delete the photo. Miwako Sato commanded, and Shiratori immediately operated it, completely ignoring the wishes of the original owner of the phone and the person taking the photo.

Miwako Sato confirmed the news again, and then urged, "Hurry up! Those people have already determined that they are coming this way." ”

Ten minutes later, except for the paramedics and firefighters who coordinated the search for the gas poisoning patients, the rest of the officers sat in police cars and were sandwiched between the two ends of the road, and then they saw the armed men who had alarmed the mobile team and used a large number of guns to exchange fire and chase on the road.

It was not the same as expected, and the only thing that ran in front of it was obviously the object of pursuit, was a black sedan.

The windshield of the sedan had been shattered, and although the speed of the car was fast, at the moment of staggering, Miwako Sato still saw that there were only two men in the car, one was lying on the steering wheel and driving, and the other was lying on the back of the seat, facing the rear, holding a gun and shooting at the pursuers behind.

Because for only a moment, Miwako Sato didn't see their faces clearly, otherwise maybe they would feel that these two people were a little familiar.

In contrast, the pursuers behind are a bit exaggerated, with a full ten oversized modified jeeps, and the camouflage paint can even make people mistake them for self-defense force armored vehicles.

There were quite a few people in the car with submachine guns, holding the muzzle of the gun and shooting at the car in front, but the driver's superb driving skills did not cause any damage except for hitting the body of the car.

Without the order of the police department, none of the police officers acted rashly, and sure enough, the two groups of people in front and back did not pay attention to these policemen and drove straight over.

Then there was the mobile team chasing after them, shouting in vain with loudspeakers: "Stop! Stop!"

After a while of them had passed, Miwako Sato gave the order to act, and the criminal police mobilized and followed.

Then they discovered an embarrassing thing, that is, the performance of the police car simply could not catch up with the cars in front of them.

"What should I do......" Shiratori's faint voice came over the radio.

"Ahem...... Let's follow along. The drag racing queen of the Metropolitan Police Department said with a dry cough.

Everyone moved forward silently, but the figure of the mobile team in front could only get farther and farther away.

The road ahead was originally to the outskirts of the city, which is not a coincidence, but the organization in the location of the hotel is to consider that it can run to the base quickly and unhindered.

In addition, after the police judged the direction of the armed men's escape, they also arranged for the traffic police to block those road sections, intending to let the armed personnel leave the urban area unimpeded.

"It's feeling worse and worse, is there something going on?" After driving out of the city, Miwako Sato looked around worriedly.

On the surrounding ground, large scorched black marks began to appear sporadically.

"It seems to be some kind of heavy weapon. Shiratori also commented, as for the bullet casings all over the ground, everyone has become commonplace.

There was some silence in the "......" radio station, and the rest of the police officers were a little depressed.

That's a militant with a lot of firearms, or just a terrorist.

When those people passed by them, they saw with their own eyes the roaring firepower, and the willful attitude of the terrorists, if it were not for such a scene in front of their eyes, they could not even imagine what it would be like to open fire in the city recklessly.

It should be said that dealing with these terrorists should have been the work of the Self-Defense Forces, and whether it is the criminal police or the mobile team, it is a bit over-the-top to deal with such problems.

However, there are not enough people, and the sad fact is that the number of self-defense forces in Tokyo is not enough to deal with this farce, so the Metropolitan Police Department needs to help with it.

Far in front of a criminal policeman, Mizuma Moon was already standing in a battlefield and smacked his mouth.

I'm not a combat unit at all.,How can you follow the FBI's pursuers involved in the firefight.。

Gin and vodka and the mercenaries who chased them also added to the melee battlefield, but the mobile team fell behind, because the first two could run more happily after leaving the suburbs, while the mobile team fell into the same embarrassment as the criminal police team.

Originally, according to this process, in fact, the large army of the organization ran at the front, and Mizumatsuki and the FBI and Interpol were chasing behind, and then Gin and Vodka received contact and were also walking along this road, followed by those mercenaries who sniped Gin from the Middle East, followed by the mobile team and the criminal police.

And what breaks this chasing game is the destination of the organization convoy, the organization base.

As mentioned earlier, while attacking the hotel where Madame was, there were also several small countries' spy agencies who shared the credit for connecting the base.

So after receiving the order, these people have a greater credit, responsible for blocking the front of the organization.

Finally, under the front and rear attacks, the convoy ending in mercenaries collided and began a big melee.

Mizumatsuki is now sitting behind a pseudo-police car, thinking about life in a burst of artillery fire with a blank face.

Who am I? I used to be a criminal policeman, then a public security agent, a spy who broke into the organization, and a calculated Kobeler...... Survive on the battlefield of hot weapons.

Where am I? On the battlefield where the FBI, Interpol and other multinational intelligence agencies brought in me directly attacked the organization, and the decapitation operation aimed at the high-ranking old woman in the organization and the suspected possible boss, those unscrupulous guys have already begun to use rockets.

What am I doing? It's like thinking about life......

"Be careful!" someone reminded Mizuma Moon in a daze very morally.

Mizumatsuki turned over smartly, and the pseudo-police car he was relying on turned into a scattered fireball and was directly hit by a rocket.

Mizumatsuki's battle for fame in the name of Kobeler was made famous by the zoo, the circus, and Interpol and the FBI, while also making a mess of Gunma, and a large number of people used firearms in the city.

Now Mizuma Moon has experienced the feeling of being in the battlefield at that time, which is not at all comparable to the barrage dodge game in the game console.

The position of Mizuma Moon was not safe enough now, and he moved back to a new bunker before he had time to take a sad look at the fire pit that had become where he was staying just now.

"Xie ......" He wanted to thank the person who reminded him just now, remembering that it seemed to be a cadre in Interpol, and when an agreement was reached through Wei Xinghu, they had spoken something to each other.

But the words of thanks could not be spoken, and the person with only half a head left, although he still had an ear, should not be able to hear it.

Mizuma didn't even have time to think about whether he had been hit because he had alerted me, so he could only look for a safe place without even thinking about participating in the attack.

Now he can play a role on the battlefield that is not even comparable to a specially trained small soldier.

Izu Coast.

"Wow! We're so lucky. Uncle Maori suddenly sighed with his mobile phone.

This is the mobile phone business he just handled, and he can send the news to his mobile phone by mobile phone email for the first time, originally to see if there is any betting horse news.

"What's wrong?" said Maolilan, dressed in a swimsuit, and walked over with Conan.

Uncle Maori stretched out his mobile phone: "You see, it was just reported that there have been many armed riots in Tokyo!"

"It's terrible...... "Maolilan covered her mouth, "It's good that we're here for a vacation." ”

"Isn't it time for us to go back and find that the office has been razed to the ground by armed terrorists who hate me?" said Uncle Maori.

Those terrorists have nothing to do with you, okay! Conan, who knew all this, couldn't help but say in his heart.

"Even if you're going to sleep on the streets, I won't take you in!" Fei Yingli came over to answer while drying her hair with a towel, but she didn't hear it all: "What did you just say about the office?"

"Mom, look at this!" Xiaolan immediately took Uncle Maori's mobile phone to show her mother the news......

"Fortunately, Xiaolan was super lucky, and she won a hospitality ticket that was enough for the family to play together. It's really my daughter. Uncle Maori sighed.

Xiaolan shook her head and humbly conceded: "It's thanks to Conan reminding me that I remembered that there are still a lot of lottery tickets that are about to expire." ”

Conan smiled shyly, feeling a little pity in his heart, because to ensure that Okiya's action was planned, he couldn't call Ashi Aya to take refuge together, and in order to find an excuse for Ashibara to stay at home, even Dr. Asa couldn't come to Izu together.

Fei Yingli didn't forget any opportunity to find fault: "Xiaolan's luck has nothing to do with a bad old man who counted me into his family without authorization, right?"

Conan stood beside the family and felt that the scene in front of him was funny, funny, not only funny, but also a kind of family warmth.

He was a little unsure whether Edogawa Conan could be regarded as a part of this warmth, and whether this warmth belonged to Edogawa Conan.

If she turns back into Kudo Shinichi, will Xiaolan accept herself, whether she will forgive her deception or use karate to repair herself to half death.

Judging from the news received by Uncle Maori, for the organization, Mizuma must have taken action.

Conan believes that Mizumatsuki, the police officer's words, will definitely give an understanding of this matter, and at that time, whether he can turn back into Kudo Shinichi or can only be Conan forever, he will finally get a result.

Today is full of classes, so tired to say.........