[That notebook ......]

In the warehouse of the North Leaf Building, Gray Yuan Ai stood in the crowd, his eyes firmly looking at Bu Chuan, who was sitting on a chair not far away.

From the time she was deliberately caught coming in until now, this person has gone through the notebook in his hand several times.

And every time he flipped through it, if other terrorists approached, Bu Chuan would deliberately close the notebook so that his little minions would not see its contents.

Obviously, there must have been something special in the notebook, but it wasn't clear if it was the information she wanted about the bombs.

"Dut...... Buchuan-sama, we're almost there. ”

Suddenly, in the somewhat quiet warehouse, the walkie-talkie that Bu Chuan hung on his chest rang.

"Got it, open the door! The second batch is coming! Buchuan replied, then stood up and shouted in a shrill voice at the terrorists outside the shutter door.

[Is the second group also coming?] 】

Looking at Bu Chuan, who finally got up from the chair, there was a little anxiety in Gray Yuan's heart, but she quickly suppressed this anxiety.

[Be calm and do what you need to do first.] 】

With Bu Chuan's shout, the originally quiet warehouse suddenly became extremely noisy, and everyone turned their heads to each other, and most of their faces were full of panic.

"Haven't the police moved yet?"

"How do I know, I can't contact the outside ...... at all now"

"How could I just die here......"

After all, the people present are not stupid, they all know very well that when they are all sent, it is time for these terrorists to send them on their way.

"Quiet!"

The surrounding terrorists immediately shouted loudly, but the noise in the warehouse did not decrease much.

Under the pressure of this looming death, the crowd gradually became less controllable than before.

"Woohoo!"

At this moment, the gunshots suddenly rang out, and the noise stopped abruptly.

"Cloth, Fuchuan-sama?"

There were suddenly a few more bullet holes in the ceiling, and Bu Chuan held a submachine gun, and his cold gaze swept over everyone one by one.

"Noisy again? Wasn't you very noisy just now? You don't think I'll dare shoot, right? Whoever dares to say more, I'll send him on his way now! ”

The gun in his hand, the people he saw subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at him.

After all, there is only one small life, and there is no need to be a hero at this time.

"Humph!"

Seeing that no one dared to look at him, Bu Chuan sneered with great satisfaction, and something in his heart was greatly satisfied.

"Huh?"

However, just as he withdrew his gaze and prepared to greet his companions, who were about to send the second group over, he suddenly noticed a somewhat unusual little girl in the crowd.

The little girl stood on the edge, a little conspicuous, holding a cup of milk tea between her elbows, holding a mobile phone in both hands, and her fingers moving quickly on the screen.

This was not a big deal, after all, the radio tower of Clover Hills had been held hostage by them, and it was impossible for a normal civilian mobile phone to hit it now.

What really caught Bu Chuan's attention was the little girl's expression at this time.

She had a serious look on her face that was completely unsuitable for her age, and her eyes glanced at him from time to time as her hands tapped quickly on the screen of her phone.

In short, it's very suspicious.

Bu Chuan suddenly remembered that this little girl seemed to be the one who was caught wandering around because she got lost not long ago......

If you think about it carefully, this statement itself is very problematic, this little girl shouldn't have been someone who deliberately let her get in, right?

Could it be that the policemen have already infiltrated the island? Is her phone used to communicate with the police outside? Those police officers deliberately used her identity as a child to let her find out what was going on in this warehouse?

"Hey! What are you doing?! ”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and Bu Chuan suddenly shouted and walked straight towards the little girl.

“……”

"Wow!"

"Shhhh Hush! ”

Back in time, when Buchuan opened fire for a demonstration, the three little ones hiding on the ceiling were trembling with fright by the sudden gunshot.

"Look! Over there, over there, there are a couple of holes! ”

"Shhhh Don't make a sound, he'll shoot us if he hears it!" ”

"Hey! Mitsuhiko! Gray Plains is watching us! ”

As Yuan Tai shouted in a low voice, the other two hurriedly looked down through the gap in the vent, and the eyes of the three of them happened to meet the gray plain mourning in the crowd.

"Phase...... Machine? ”

Seeing the words that Gray Hara had conveyed to them with the shape of his mouth, the other two looked at the camera hanging from Mitsuhiko's neck in confusion.

This camera was borrowed by a young lady of the breeder when they were in the aquarium before, but because the three of them wanted to come to Beiye to shoot the flying monsters, they brought it over by the way.

Of course, after filming the Flying Monsters, they will definitely return it.

"What does Gray Hara want us to do with our cameras?" Mitsuhiko hurriedly turned on the camera and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, hasn't the situation in the warehouse already been photographed and passed on to Conan?"

"Look!"

In the warehouse below, after confirming that the three of them understood what she conveyed, Gray Hara Wai picked up the cup of milk tea that Ayumi handed her before, unscrewed the milk tea lid hard, and then gently covered it back.

Then, she took out one of her mobile phones.

This mobile phone belongs to Mitsuhiko, and she took it with her before coming to the warehouse, considering that the police might have an operation to recapture the radio tower, so she brought it with her for easy contact when the time came.

But now, it has another purpose.

It's just that there may be some sorry for Mitsuhiko......

"What the hell is she going to do?"

On the ceiling, Sanxiao only watched Gray Yuan take out his mobile phone, click on a small audio game on the desktop, and then began to play selflessly.

"Si Guoyi! Gray Plains is so powerful! With such a complicated song, she didn't make a single mistake! The first time I was wrong, it was from start to finish! Seeing this, Mitsuhiko said with some excitement.

"Hey! Mitsuhiko! Now isn't the time to talk about that, is it? Ayumi glared at him disapprovingly.

"Huh? Ah, yes, yes, I'm sorry......"

"It's really ......"

"But what the hell is Gray Plains doing? Let's turn on the camera and start playing the game ourselves, do we want us to take a picture of her playing the game with the camera for Conan? ”

"Take a picture with your camera?"

Hearing Ayumi's question, Mitsuhiko seemed to think of something, and he stared carefully at the gray plain mourning below.

Suddenly, he saw Gray Yuan Ai quickly turn his head to look at Bu Chuan not far in front of him, and then quickly retracted his gaze.

"Could it be him?!"

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Mitsuhiko suddenly figured out what he wanted him to take with his camera.

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(End of chapter)