Chapter 281: Tokyo's Air Quality Is Worrying

Belmode lowered his gaze and looked at the red dot that was aiming at the pendant around his neck, and Maria Toda's gentle voice came out of his mouth: "It's asking us for specific directions, maybe there is a problem with navigation on the road." Wait, don't be irritable, little girl. ”

"That's good." Maolilan breathed a sigh of relief, stood a step away from her, turned around, and continued to pay attention to the heated discussion.

Mr. Toba is right, the identity of the murderer is still unknown, and it is dangerous to be too far away from the others.

Belmode closed her eyes and suppressed the wry smile that welled up on her lips.

"I said, don't provoke me again and again......" Tang Ze, who was lying on the roof of the car with a sniper, adjusted the headphones hanging on his ears, his expression was completely opposite to the ruthless tone, and he yawned silently.

Hurry up and finish this wave of cruel words, shock Belmode's overly jumping face, and then he can go back to sleep in the United States.

He guessed that after this wave of events, Belmode might die down for a while, and he would have to rest for a few days.

Therefore, this time Belmode's arrogance must be suppressed, and as for the bitter processing part in the back, it depends on Toru Amuro's skills in taking over the scene.

Six years of undercover and quality assurance, he believes that Bo can do it, come on.

Thinking like this, Tang Ze kept his heartbeat steady and moved the muzzle of the gun steadily.

Belmode watched as the tiny red dot moved away from him, slowly pointing at Maoriran, who had his back to the window.

She stared at the ominous red light as she saw it climb up Maorilan's back and stop at the back of her heart, as if she saw the Grim Reaper's scythe slip over the shoulders of the ignorant maiden, hooking her neck......

"Bang ......"

Of course, the gun could not be activated, it was the wise Goro on the phone, who teasingly spit out an onomatopoeia.

The nervous Belmode didn't have time to think, and almost instinctively took a step across the step, blocking the red dot that fell on Maolilan.

At the moment of his step, Belmode let out a long sigh of frustration in his heart.

It is impossible for Akechi Goro to kill and injure Moriran...... She was sure of this, but she still couldn't sit idly by and watch Angel wander in possible danger.

Kummel had apparently noticed Belmode's excessive attention to his neighbors.

And in this wave of temptation, the first to lose first is to lose if you can't hold your breath.

At first, it was Kumel who did not compose himself, who had completely lost his ability to disguise his mail, and had made great efforts to get from Tokyo; And now, it has become himself who can't hold his breath.

"Hmph...... Call it a draw? (Count us as a draw)" During the call, Kumail, who had pulled back a game, sneered, and the words were round.

Belmode exhaled and replied softly in a breathless voice, "Deal."

The red dot of the sniper didn't disappear, and after she spoke, the red dot representing the crosshairs climbed up again, following the contours of Belmode's forged face, and landed straight in her right eye.

The tiny laser stimulated her eyes to narrow, but she didn't dodge the light, as if she was staring at the cold amber eyes of Akechi Goro across the sniper scope from a distance.

"Don't put your treasures in dangerous places in order to lure them in...... See what I mean? With this warning remark, Kummer's voice finally returned to his usual business state, and he resumed his honorifics, "Well, rest early, it's not too early, ma'am." ”

The red dot is finally extinguished.

Belmode loosened his tense shoulder blades and put down his phone as he began to reflect in his heart on where he had revealed his flaws.

For no reason, Kummel doesn't set his suspicious eyes on Maoliran.

How did he find out that his attention to Angel was not due to malice? Two days ago, she sneaked into the school, looking for a suitable identity, and when she observed a few people by the way, she didn't see "Tang Zezhao" revealing the slightest abnormality...... No, he may have been aware of it......

Here, Belmode kept searching for clues, caught up in a self-analysis of wits and courage with the air, and over there, 10 minutes had passed, and Ayako Oki returned to the crowd.

"I'm sorry, but I've thought about it for a while, and my reasoning may need more evidence." Ayako Oki stroked her long hair casually, ignoring Hattori's question, and walked through the crowd on her own and walked outside.

"Eh, Miss Oki, if you go out alone......" Moriran held out her hand, trying to stop Ayako Oki who was about to step out the door.

"There won't be any more murders, let's relax." Ayako Oki waved her hand, ignoring their shouts, and stepped out of the illuminated range of the street lamp in front of the inn.

"As a result, it's really a bluff." Because he was preempted by an amateur, he was glared at by a few sarcastic Maori Kogoro.

"This is also a ploy, she may want to use this method to put pressure on the murderer and force the other party to turn himself in......" Nanako Shimizu shook her head, "It's too immature means, the people here are not ordinary citizens, even if they commit crimes, their psychological quality is much stronger than others." ”

Conan and Hattori Heiji, who were frowning and contemplative, couldn't help but roll their eyes at her.

It's just that I've seen a little more, why aren't I ordinary citizens......

If you want Tang Ze to evaluate, indeed, this is the average level of ordinary citizens, you ordinary citizens of Kexue.

"She's not wrong, everyone is in the house anyway, and it's safer for her to go out alone." Toshiaki Fujisawa pursed his lips, then raised his head and looked at the clock again, "The police are coming too slowly, it's almost dawn......"

"The police also did their best, who would have thought that the murderer would pick such a time......"

A loud "boom" once again broke the slightly relaxed atmosphere.

"It's the direction of the garage!" The tip of Maori Kogoro's ears moved, and his impatient and sleepy expression disappeared immediately, "What kind of sound is this?" ”

"There was another explosion...... "Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth and rushed out of the hotel door first.

In the eyes of everyone who came out of the door one after another, the hotel garage on the side was in a sea of fire, and the violent deflagration turned another car in the garage into a huge fireball, billowing smoke mixed with the pungent smell of gasoline.

Another cloud of black smoke billowed upwards and merged into the dense dark clouds.

"Could it be that Miss Ayako......" Thinking of the only person who wasn't indoors, Moriran looked at the fire with trembling fingers.

"Ayako, Ayako!" As if awakened by her words, Kento Toba let out a terrible wail, and he was about to rush into the fire regardless of it.

Maori Kogoro grabbed him with a quick eye.

"Fight the fire, hurry up and put out the fire!" Another terrible wail came from the other side, "The book, the book is inside, save the book!" ”

Reflexively preparing to cancel the armor of Hattori and Conan, they turned around for the first time and stared at the back of Toshiaki Fujisawa.

How do these people, in the face of possible casualties, react either to pity cos, or to save "Sherlock Holmes"......

Hiroyuki Kanaya, where did these all come from?

Meimei sleeps, then gets up and adds more, fighting!

(End of chapter)