After eating, while Gray Yuan was washing the dishes, Shiraishi drove the rented car over.

Gray Yuan Ai went out with the luggage bag that had been packed a long time ago, and when he saw Baishi and the car, he stopped at his feet: "You plan to drive over?" ”

"Well, that's more convenient." In case you encounter a strange mission, you can change the route immediately. Also, gas discount coupons can't be wasted......

However, this proposal was firmly rejected by Gray Plains:

"In your current situation, driving can be dangerous, especially if you drive for long periods of time – if you suddenly fall asleep along the way, even if you can detect the drowsiness a few seconds earlier, you may not have time to stop."

"......" Shiraishi couldn't tell her that his sleep was completely controllable, and when he was suddenly pointed out this, he couldn't think of a reason to insist on driving for a while, and committed crimes against the wind, which really didn't look like the style that the body should have.

Seeing that the gray hara mourning bag was packed, Shiraishi had no choice but to send the car back, praying that the time would not pass too soon, and at the same time taking the people to transfer to take the Shinkansen.

It's also good that it's not as tiring as driving.

However, I always feel that sitting on public transportation can easily trigger tasks that will delay the trip.

But forget it, if you delay, it's delayed, it's not me who wants to see Akemi Miyano, a few more tasks, and a few more incomes......

……

Two people walked away, and the house suddenly became cold......

It doesn't seem to be far away.

The presence of those two people was not too high.

Conan lay on the couch and continued to worry about the promise to watch a movie in the evening.

Maolilan had already taken him to the tea party on the invitation, and now, it was his turn to figure out how to go to the movies.

Although Shiraishi was very considerate and did not forget about it, he called the black cat before leaving, but no one answered.

Shiraishi had no choice but to send another email to the other party, so that if the black cat could get the medicine, he would send it to Conan.

Conan was moved to thank Shiraishi for his help, but he didn't have the slightest hope that the black cat would give him medicine.

Let's think of something else, such as ......

"Doctor, help me make a simulation robot for Shinichi Kudo." Conan began to babble.

Dr. Asa looked up from the pile of tools and scratched his Mediterranean Sea: "If I could make something like that, would I live here in a low-key way?" ”

"Yes too......" Conan lost his dreams and lay back on the couch.

At this moment, the mystery drama on the TV next to him suddenly paused and began to broadcast the news.

"According to reliable sources, the day before yesterday, the Toyo powder magazine was stolen, and unknown people stole a large amount of explosives containing HMX, and the police have dispatched hundreds of police officers to carry out relevant search work, but there are no clues about the prisoners at all......

When Conan heard this, he gradually sat up straight, and he subconsciously thought about the follow-up situation: "If the prisoner fixes those explosives with plastic materials, he can make plastic bombs and use them for crimes." ”

- It was as if he had heard some kind of summons, and as soon as he finished speaking, Kudo Shinichi's special mobile phone rang.

Conan glanced at the caller ID, and it was a string of numbers he had never seen before.

He picked it up, and before he could say anything, a voice from the other side that had been transformed by a voice changer came from the other side.

The man asked in a strange voice, "Shinichi Kudo?" ”

Conan also took his voice changer, tuned to the high school student's vest, and answered.

Then the words came from the earpiece that shocked him:

"I just stole explosives from the Toyo Gunpowder Factory, if you don't believe me...... You go to Tsugawa Green Park now, and I'll show you something interesting. ”

"Tsugawa Green Park?" Conan frowned and jumped off the couch.

"That's right." The mysterious man on the other side let out a string of weird laughs, "If you don't hurry up, the children will die." ”

He dropped the threat and hung up the phone neatly.

It doesn't sound quite like a prank call.

Conan didn't know where the mystery man got his phone number, but now he didn't have time to hesitate, he picked up his skateboard and rushed out the door, asking Dr. Asa to help call the police, and made an appointment to contact him at any time.

……

"It's a nice day."

Sitting on the tram, looking at the blue sky outside the window and the gradually expanding green space by the river, his mood changed a little better.

"yes." Shiraishi was also basking in the sun, which was quite pleasant and even a little sleepy.

He also looked out the window, thinking about where to go first in Osaka, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the green park under the bridge outside through the window.

At a glance, he saw a few children with a strong sense of presence.

- Mitsuhiko Motota Ayumi, especially the triangular Motota is very conspicuous.

The three of them were surrounding a man with a peaked cap on his head, sunglasses, and a thick beard on his face, and how suspicious he looked, and then happily took something from his hand.

"......" Shiraishi's gaze had just stopped for a second at this scene when he heard the sound of water drops ticking in his ears.

He quickly opened the task bar, looked at the task, glanced at it, and saw that there were words "bear child" and "daily" on it, and without hesitation, he opened the mask and drilled out through the wall of the carriage.

There is no station nearby, so there is no time to wait for the main body to get off.

The train happened to pass a bridge, and Shiraishi drifted and fell in the air in a virtual state, and then picked a corner to make it explicit, and rushed to the park he had just seen.

Standing at the edge of the park and looking inward, Shiraishi spotted three bear children fiddling with a remote control.

Their eyes were always on the air, and Genta would occasionally shout "Bomber, bomb him!" A small word like that.

Shiraishi followed their gaze and quickly found a remote-piloted plane.

The remote-controlled plane is very ordinary, but under it, there is an additional small cylinder.

At first glance, the cylinder looks harmonious and even aesthetically pleasing, but when it is mounted underneath the model of the airliner, it looks like a part that was added later.

In the background of the mission, the news of the theft of the powder magazine is given.

Shiraishi reasoned scientifically and quickly came to a conjecture that it must be a bomb or a bomb or a bomb......

There are a lot of people in the park, and this time the mask is passing through the car again, and I can't hand out the sunglasses.

Shiraishi didn't want to show his face, and he didn't want to be the focus of the crowd because of the middle two mask, so he used the skin of the mask mask mask this time.

It's not as deterrent as face-to-face, but it's almost enough.

Shiraishi was trying to go over and snatch the remote control and let the dangerous plane throw itself into the river.

But before he could get closer, Mitsuhiko and Motota suddenly scrambled, and the remote control in Mitsuhiko's hand fell to the ground, and it cracked like that.

"......" Shiraishi looked at the plane that began to fly out of control, and silently retreated, found a fairly hidden place, and took out the gun in his backpack.

…… Fortunately, I wore a distillery skin today, and there was no pressure at all to shoot in the street.

Shiraishi looked at the cylinder underneath the remote-controlled plane, estimated its size, and the range it might cover after exploding, and thought that there should be no problem.

Then he raised his hand to aim while the plane was at its highest point. Before pulling the trigger, he glanced at the violation warning light in the corner of the light screen.

The lights are off. Well, it works.

Shiraishi no longer hesitated and shot over.

The stability of many bombs is actually quite good, and the guns may not be useful, and some can even be burned as fuel.

Shiraishi wasn't sure if this shot would blow up.

However, the bomb was clearly not as sluggish as he had imagined.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, there was an explosion that caused the patrol officers several streets away to look at this side.

A street away, Conan was skateboarding, stunned by the smoke rising in the distance, his eyes gradually losing their highlights.