A whole wall of surveillance, darkness, back.

The forced grid is directly full.

In short, the storyboard is not bad, Tang Zeyu nodded reluctantly, and when he wanted to read the next page, the manga couldn't turn over.

Hiroshi Karasawa: "......"

That's it?

The barrage was refreshed quickly, and countless words rolled over the interface, and only Tang Zeyu's extraordinary observation could barely see it clearly.

[Is this the new character that will appear in the remastered version!] All right!!! 】

【Forbidden to be good】

[Old thief, hurry up and draw it for me!] It's just such a small grid, I can't even lick enough to lick it! 】

[Although the remastered version of the main line wants to add newcomers, why should it be added on the set of Kidd? ] The world view of the magic fast is different from Conan.]

[You can't let Kidd enter the main story, right? ] 】

[Is LS funny?] Kidd disguised and changed his voice and was proficient in everything, and if he wanted to enter the main line, then Black still played a ball, and the old thief said that this time the red and black sides were equal in combat power, and it was impossible to be one-sided like the old version. 】

……

It seems that the update of the serial is lagging behind reality, and only what happens in reality will be picked and picked by the author and become part of the comic content.

Although everything I have seen is known, the barrage above the comic still makes Tang Zeyu speculate a lot of content.

There should be two versions of this Detective Conan, and what he is experiencing now is also the content that the comics are serializing, which is probably the "remastered version" mentioned in the barrage; And the famous Detective Conan I have seen in my memory should be the so-called old version.

Having solved the cognitive conflict, there is still a question in front of us: what to do next?

The barrage guesses that he is the main character of the new appearance, but what the real situation is, Tang Zeyu is not sure.

Even if he joins the main story, what capacity should he have? What purpose?

How will his abilities help the protagonist group?

In the case of amnesia, all these questions, Tang Zeyu himself could not answer.

There was less than a minute left in the countdown, and after a moment of silence, Tang Zeyu said: [System, check the task. 】

[The task page needs to be refreshed.] The electronic voice said, "Unlocked after completing the initial mission.] 】

The electronic screen flickered twice, the pure white comics faded away, and a line of words slowly emerged on the cold light page.

[Newbie Mission: Escape from the Museum [Ongoing]]

Yu Karasawa checked the system page in its entirety again, and was sure that there was nothing he had left out except for the manga and the mission. At this time, the countdown had reached single digits, and in the last few seconds, Tang Zeyu suddenly raised his head: [What should I call you? 】

Electronic sound.

【…… A system is a system. 】

[I know you are the system. Karasawa said, "But just like a dog is called a dog, every life should have its own name. 】

The electronic tone is silent. Tang Zeyu quickly glanced at the countdown: [Hurry up, time is running out. 】

It was obviously a countdown displayed by the system, but now it turned into him urging. The red numbers silently counted down: "3, 2,"

At the last second, the system compromised as if giving up: [...... I'm number 73. 】

A smile appeared on the corner of Tang Zeyu's lips.

In the rapidly fading darkness, only an electronic voice whispered to himself: "Please survive first. 】

***

"Police Department! Karasawa Police Department? ”

Karasawa woke up in a jolt.

He asked confusedly, "...... Conan? Why haven't you left yet? ”

Conan's face magnified in front of his eyes, and the child was anxious to lie on top of him, with his hands still crossed on his chest, a standard CPR position.

Conan asked anxiously, "You just got into shock after taking the gem, what the hell is going on?" ”

"Ahh It's an old problem," Tang Zeyu patted Conan's hand, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

The existence of the system must not be made public, Tang Zeyu perfunctorily passed, and straightened up with Conan's support.

He pressed his temple hard: "How long is it until the explosion?" ”

"4 minutes and 18 seconds." Conan blurted out, apparently silently counting in his mind.

Tang Zeyu also thought that only one second had passed in the outside world after leaving the system space, so the time flow rate of the system space was basically the same as the outside world, and he made a mistake.

"It's too late." Conan frowned, "Even if you run out, it's still within the range of the explosion...... Police, go to the bathroom now! The collapse of the plate will form a triangle that can cushion for a while. ”

Tang Zeyu shook his head: "That's the most ideal situation, a small space is easy to rekindle, but it will be more dangerous." ”

"Of course I do!" Conan's voice raised, "But is there another way now?" ”

Corresponding to Conan's panic, Tang Zeyu's face was very calm, with a confident and determined look.

"3 minutes and 57 seconds," Tang Zeyu raised his hand to look at his watch, "Little detective, keep up." ”

Conan trotted all the way in confusion, Tang Zeyu thought he was too slow, so he simply bent down and scooped him up, and then stepped on the soles of his feet and strode out of the exhibition hall!

In the whistling wind, Conan shouted, "Now—where are we going——? ”

Tang Zeyu also shouted: "Go up!" ”

Around the corner of the promenade, at the end of the view, the door of the sightseeing elevator is slowly closing! Tang Zeyu threw Conan in with his backhand, and the sliding elevator door sensed the living thing passing by, and suddenly froze for a moment, and in this short gap, Tang Zeyu squatted short, a sliding shovel, and rushed into the elevator!

With a "ding dong", the elevator doors were completely closed, Conan rolled twice on the ground, and after getting up, he looked at the top of the museum tower for the first time.

"The observation deck is about 18 stories high and about 40 meters above the ground." "It does dodge the core impact of the explosion," he mused. ”

"Forty meters is not enough." As if guessing what Conan was thinking, Tang Zeyu said leisurely behind him: "The observation deck is made of all glass, not to mention that the building will be shaky and unstable in the explosion, and it is very likely to collapse directly." So, it's not safe on it either. ”

He was still leaning on the edge of the elevator, breathing with a few muffled coughs. Conan looked back at him:

"So, what are you going to do?"

Tang Zeyu glanced at him and teased: "Don't worry about it? ”

“……”

Conan's mood is a little complicated.

Tang Zeyu is really a reliable person, or rather, it is even more appropriate to use strategy.

Compared with Conan's improvisational style, Tang Zeyu prefers to plan and then act, like a chess player sitting alone in front of a chessboard, thinking about all the consequences before taking a step. may have anticipated the current situation from the moment Tang Zeyu chose to expose Kidd's identity in advance, so he seemed so calm.

Therefore, despite the fact that his life was now hanging by a thread, Conan walked to his side and sat down with him.

He shook his head, and the innocent Tongyin replied: "How can there be no last resort for the Tang Ze Police Department." ”

Tang Zeyu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and smiled.

He lifted a hand and gently rubbed Conan's head, and the boy's soft stubble flowed through his fingers, leaving a velvety and warm touch on the nerve endings, hoping for the same.

Tang Zeyu had wanted to do this for a long time, but he only rubbed it twice, quickly withdrew his hand, and pointed to the inner pocket of his coat.

*

A few minutes earlier, Mr. Tang had commanded the evacuation on the other end of the intercom.

The voices of people in the long corridor were far away, and in the empty coughing sound, a white cloak was suddenly lifted in a corner of the exhibition hall.

Kidd, the thief, walked out of the wall like a trick, and looked at Tang Zeyu with complicated eyes, who had just finished arranging all the commands and pressed the intercom button.

"You deliberately lured them away." Black Feather Kaito said.

Tang Zeyu gently hooked the corners of his mouth, noncommittal.

"I owe you two favors." Black Feather Kuaidou put his hands in his pockets and looked at him sharply: "You're waiting for me to appear." What do I need to do? ”

"Divert the crowd outside." "The police force at the scene is insufficient. ”

Black Feather snorted, "A bunch of fools." ”

The strange thief who got the answer shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked to the door, and was about to push the door out, when he suddenly remembered something, and his footsteps paused: "...... Didn't say that about you. ”

"......" Tang Zeyu smiled helplessly: "I know." Lend me another prop. ”

The strange thief Kidd didn't look back, his wrist flicked, and a black shadow flew through the air!

Tang Zeyu took it with his backhand: "Thank you." ”

Talking to smart people is easy.

*

At this moment, Conan followed his meaning and reached forward, and his fingertips touched a gun-shaped hard object.

Conan was stunned and immediately pulled it out!

"It's ......"

Kidd's Hook Gun the Monster!

Conan looked out of the elevator in amazement, and across the street from the museum was a towering office building.

"Got it now?" Tang Zeyu smiled slightly, "There are still ten seconds before the elevator to the top floor, help find an office opposite with no windows closed." ”

In the transparent sightseeing elevator, the warm yellow sensor lights are on. The weightlessness descended silently, and the boundless darkness of the night splashed outside the chamber wall, and there seemed to be only this curtain of warm light left between heaven and earth, carrying the last two stranded people in the museum to escape and ascend to heaven.

In the office building opposite, vodka put away its binoculars.

"Big brother," he whispered into the headphones, "confirm that the target has boarded the elevator and reached the observation deck of the museum." ”

The only window in the entire building was his room.

Outside the office, Gin stood in the hallway with the lights out, half-leaning against the door, an unlit cigarette between his fingertips.

"Got it." He said briefly.

Then the cigarette butt hit the ground, and with a "click", Burleta was suddenly loaded, and the hem of his black coat crossed a sharp arc in the air, and he entered with the owner's push door.

The office building was silent.

TBC.