"Bridge club in the heart of the city." Conan looked at the notes in his hand and whispered, "This guy is the second dangerous man in London, and when you fight him, you must be careful!" ”

"By the way, Conan, Xiao Feng, how come you two are so clear about this matter?" Xiaolan on the side looked at Conan and Asaba, and asked casually.

"Ah, this, it's all what Brother Shinichi often tells us!" Conan sweated, scratched his head, and said with a dry laugh.

Although he has pushed the things of himself and Asa Yu Hui on Shinichi and Xia Luo many times, and the excuse has long been very proficient, Conan is still slightly embarrassed when he says this.

"Well, that's true." However, Xiao Lan did not have the slightest suspicion of the excuse this time, and looked at Conan with a smile, "However, I didn't expect that what that pestering Sherlock Holmes paranoid said would also come in handy." ”

Take back the word "pestering" for me! Conan rolled his eyes.

"Hey! Look! Yuantai, who was rummaging around, suddenly exclaimed, "It's a real gun!" After saying that, he took out a polished revolver from the drawer and shouted excitedly.

"Put it back!" Unexpectedly, Conan immediately shouted, his tone serious, "Yuantai, put it back!" ”

"But aren't we going to fight a terrible man?" Yuan Tai looked at Conan in disdain, and the hand holding the gun paused.

"Reluctantly using a weapon that you are not good at will only lead to strife." Conan looked at Genta seriously, "Since you don't know how to use this gun, don't bring it to the scene." Speaking of this, Conan's heart moved, and his eyes glanced in the direction of Asa Yu.

If this gun were taken out by Asa Yu, Conan would definitely not have the slightest objection, after all, the signature weapon of the strange thief Kaede Ming was a small revolver that looked as delicate as a toy. However, seeing that Qianyu's face was calm, he didn't seem to have the slightest idea about this gun, and if Yuan Tai said so, he would never agree.

"Why do I think you're scary?" Yuan Tai muttered, and reluctantly put the gun in his hand back in the drawer.

"Let's go before it's too late." Conan took the photo of the rings of different sizes from the document, put it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then put the photo in his pocket, turned to the crowd and said.

In the moment of passing by Asa Yu, Asa Yu whispered a word, with a voice that only two people could hear, but Conan's body shook slightly, and then returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened, and continued to walk forward.

"What did you tell him?" At the back of the crowd, Gray Yuan held Asahata's hand and asked softly.

"I told you." Asa Yu said softly, "Alas, do you really want to go with me?" Maybe you'll be safer with them. ”

"I've said it, so naturally I won't break my promise." Gray Yuan chuckled, "Also, didn't someone tell me that I shouldn't be separated from him no matter what?" Or," said this, a hint of cunning flashed in Gray Yuan's ice-blue eyes, "What if a certain great detective doesn't have the confidence to protect me?" ”

“...... Good. Hearing this, Asa Yu chuckled, clenched the soft and boneless little hand of the gray plain, and glanced back at will, just in time to see the action of Zhuxing hiding the pistol in his waist.

......

Walking on the dim streets of London, it is clear that it is close to midnight, but there are still pedestrians walking on the streets, and occasionally there are coachmen hurrying by with horse-drawn carriages, giving people a sense of time disobedience, but everyone's hearts are still silently grateful to these passers-by, if it is not for them, their own group walking on the dark and unmanned streets, the sense of fear may increase significantly.

"Thirty more." Looking at the clock that had receded to half past twelve, Conan's eyes narrowed slightly.

How long can we hold out in this group? Conan's heart couldn't help but flood with such a slightly pessimistic thought, and then his heart was shocked, and he immediately snuffed out this thought.

The real world.

"Paris Dakar cross-country, three out!"

"Toru Koto!" Looking at the steam spewing from the bottom, spinning rapidly and falling 'cocoon', a woman cried bitterly.

"Emi!"

"Takuya!" The two men also roared, their faces showing grief, but they were completely powerless.

Game World, Paris Dakar Off-Road Race.

"Tsk....... Cough! A tea-haired doll-headed, off-road suit, coughed and slowly climbed out of the overturned car, looking at the three smoking but empty cars behind him, silent.

"Sister Yuanzi!" Behind the woman, several cars also stopped, and then several boys and girls jumped out of the car, and when they saw the garden, their faces were obviously surprised, "It's great that you're okay!" ”

Yuan Zi looked at the children, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

The magic of this game is that even though children up to teenage age, or even younger, may not be able to get the brakes and accelerator pedals on their feet, they can drive real cars like toys. And just now, because of a raised rock, the car driven by the garden directly turned over, and the three cars behind him couldn't dodge, and directly overturned like the garden, and the game failed directly, and the garden escaped by luck.

"It's okay, Sister Yuanzi!" Seeing the silent expression of the garden, the first boy patted his chest and said confidently, "As long as you find a spare car, there will be no problem, we will definitely win!" ”

"If I don't have Sister Yuanzi, I'm afraid I'll lose not long after I come up." A girl looked at the garden and smiled sweetly.

"I don't think Emi and they will blame Sister Sonoko." The other girl looked at the garden and said firmly, "We will definitely win!" ”

“...... What a bunch of imps. Looking at the children, Yuanzi's heart was hot, and then the confident smile on his face regained his previous confidence, "Then, let's continue!" Zeli! Find me another car! The last sentence was spoken by pressing the button into the walkie-talkie pinned to her clothes.

"As you wish, ma'am!" As soon as the words fell, a magnetic male voice came from inside the walkie-talkie, chuckling and replied, and the next moment, the hum of the helicopter came from a distance.

Zeli Sabine, founder of the Paris Dakar Cross Country, is also a role in helping them in this level!

At this time, Conan and the others had also arrived at the bridge club in the city center.