Chapter Ninety-One: Sarilang! Sarilang!
Now that he had obtained a lot of information in the previous cycle, Conan thought that he had the ability to prevent this explosion, at least to prevent Tao Yinghong from detonating the bomb.
But the problem is that the driver of this bus, Wang Xingde, is also her accomplice, and what if he subdues the bomber Tao Yinghong, he directly crashes the car into the tanker truck or directly into the river?
Even if Conan could drive, there was a chance that an accident would happen in the process of fighting with the driver.
If you want to stop the bomber Tao Yinghong, you need at least one person to control her, and to solve this explosion, you need at least two people, one to leave with the bomb, and the other to control the driver.
Conan himself is capable of any position, but Gray Plains ...... Seriously, it's right to be given an intellectual job, but any of these three jobs require a lot of physical strength.
"Gray Plains, did you learn a similar technique in that organization?"
"What are you dreaming about, they want to break my leg and keep me in the lab, how can they make me learn martial arts."
Gray Yuan glanced at him sadly, he had to ask for such simple common sense, it seemed that this detective's brain was probably blown up in multiple explosions.
"Damn, if only someone could help control Tao Yinghong or control the driver......
"Or, you try to transform into a holster hero?"
"Then why don't you use your magic book?"
Regardless of whether this thing works or not, just shouting a transformation slogan on the bus is eye-catching enough.
If you want to use the power of this thing, it's best to find a secluded, nobody's place, and it's best to use it in a place where Ashbara isn't even present, so that it is enough to keep it secret.
Well, definitely not because it's too shameful.
While the two were arguing, the bus had already come to the intersection and stopped at the red light. If nothing else, there will be no collision at the red light, and the car will be manually detonated by a bomb when it drives onto the bridge across the river.
"Forget it, when the time comes, let's control the woman first and take her away from the bomb, and you can hold her down for a while by your weight and see if anyone else can help."
"I'm going to persuade the driver. Judging from the fact that he was willing to put you out of the car a few times before, there is still some conscience......
"Although I have a lot of problems with your word 'weight suppression', now is not the time to complain......
There's not much time left, and there's no time for them to keep grinding. Conan and Gray Yuan stood up and pretended to get out of the car and came to the back door, behind Tao Yinghong, who was carrying a red plastic bag with a bomb inside.
"Three, two, one, up!"
Conan made a three-two-one instruction with his mouth, and acted at the same time as Gray Yuan, directly pounced on Tao Yinghong, who had not yet noticed the abnormality, grabbed a hand, and directly dragged her out of the seat and fell to the ground.
"Alas, what are you doing? Why?"
Such a big action is naturally impossible to hide, and as soon as the two of them made a move, they were noticed by the flower shirt "Happy Brother" who had been holding his mobile phone to take pictures of the situation inside the bus, and shouted loudly.
However, perhaps it was in accordance with Xin's decision, he did not step forward to stop any party, but the big-armed muscular man sitting in front and the middle-aged uncle sitting in the back with a suitcase were a little moved,
"She's got a bomb in her bag, she wants to blow up the bus and kill us all, come and help me hold her down!"
Tao Yinghong's strength was somewhat beyond Conan and Gray Yuan's imagination, and under the fierce resistance, the two young men had some vague signs of being unable to suppress it.
In terms of combat effectiveness, Conan is actually not strong in the state of no prop bonus, and he has not learned any fighting skills, at most he is more flexible, he can avoid Xiaolan's chain legs, and he usually plays a lot of football so his feet are a little stronger. But kicking power is useless in this scenario, and you can only use brute force to control Tao Yinghong.
You can't come up and kick Tao Yinghong's head first, right? It's OK
It's definitely not justifiable defense.
"What? Bomb? What are you kidding? What about shooting short videos, right? I can tell you, now the platform is rectifying this kind of script that harasses others, and there is no traffic after you shoot it......
"Don't talk nonsense, control her first, don't you see that she's like crazy?!"
Conan is really helpless about this short video blogger, so he doesn't help it, but he is still talking cool words next to him.
He didn't look at it, just Tao Yinghong's hoarseness, almost staring out his eyes and crushing his teeth, is it an embarrassing actor who can play it?
And seeing it, Tao Yinghong's hand was about to break free and reach the bomb in the red plastic bag.
"Damn, Grayplain, you work harder."
Seeing that the situation was not good, Conan gritted his teeth, struggled to get up, and reached out to drag the red plastic bag. Anyway, let's get rid of this thing first.
But as soon as he got the plastic bag, the weight in his hand made his heart sink, this plastic bag contained a pressure cooker, and the pot itself, together with the weight of the contents of the pot, was probably nearly twenty kilograms.
Simply lifting twenty kilograms of something is nothing, but it would be very troublesome to run with this thing, and Conan had enough strength to drag this thing a little and move it to the side, temporarily away from where Tao Yinghong could reach.
But the driver hasn't opened the door yet, and he can't get out of the car now, if he doesn't convince the driver earlier, I'm afraid she will break free sooner or later.
"Mr. Driver, please open the door, I know you are still hesitating in your heart, it's not too late to let go, there is still a chance to turn back!"
Conan ran to the front door and shouted to the driver. And the muscular man and the middle-aged uncle who were originally ready to help were a little hesitant when they saw this, and they didn't know who to help.
"Ahh
However, at this moment, Gray Yuan Ai suddenly let out a miserable scream, and Conan hurriedly turned around, only to find that Gray Yuan Ai, who was not very strong, could not control Tao Yinghong after all, and she didn't know where to escape a dagger-like blade and stabbed Gray Yuan in the arm.
With a stab, Gray Yuan's arm hurt and she couldn't use her strength, so she naturally relaxed the restrictions on Tao Yinghong, let her completely free her hand, and raised the short blade in her hand to make up for Gray Yuan.
"Gray Plains!!"
At the last moment, Conan flew out and threw Tao Yinghong, who was about to assassinate Gray Yuan, and rolled on the ground.
Conan wanted to use this collision to knock off the sharp blade in her hand, but Tao Yinghong was already crazy at this time, and after being knocked down, she still held the short blade tightly in her hand, and slashed and thorned Conan's body, and suddenly, there were many cuts on Conan's body, oozing blood.
"Damn......
In desperation, Conan endured the pain, grabbed her hand holding the knife, and tried to snatch the knife.
What I thought was an ordinary dispute suddenly rose to the point of seeing blood, and everyone else in the car was stunned and stood there not daring to move, and Gray Yuan covered the wound on his arm and struggled to get up, wanting to help Conan.
However, she suddenly tripped over the suitcase that had been moved in the confusion just now, and she couldn't balance her body, and fell forward, her elbow and half of her body fell on Conan's back.
Conan, who was originally holding her knife-holding hand, one outward and the other inward, and Conan, who was in a stalemate with Tao Yinghong, felt a pain in his back, and his hand couldn't be controlled, and he was carried by Gray Yuan's mourning, and he also fell down.
At this time, the blade in Tao Yinghong's hand happened to be aimed at her own neck.
"Poof!"