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"What's wrong, Xiaolan? What happened?"
"I don't know either. There are suddenly so many police officers around here. I'm a little scared. I always feel that something bad might happen..."
"Police? Hey! Conan!"
While Karasuma Ying was answering the phone, Conan suddenly broke free and ran into the small door without looking back.
"Conan?! What's wrong with Conan? Sister Ying, where are you now?" On the other end of the phone, Mao Li Ran heard the words that Karasuma Ying shouted subconsciously.
"That child... why is he not obedient at all..." Hearing Mao Lilan's anxious and flustered tone, Wu Wanying first took a deep breath, breathed steadily, and then said in her usual gentle tone:
"Don't worry, Xiaolan, Conan and I are fine, there was just a small accident here, don't worry, I will take good care of the child.
But it may be a little later for us to come back and meet you.
During this time, please take good care of the three children. If you are really scared, go find the police nearby and do what they say, okay?"
Karasuma Ying's voice seemed to have some kind of magical power to calm people's hearts, and Mao Li Ran's emotions gradually calmed down.
"Okay, I understand... Then Sister Ying, you and Conan should also pay attention to safety."
"Okay, I'll hang up first."
After hanging up the phone, Wu Wanying's expression became increasingly solemn.
She looked up and around, and after careful observation, she indeed found many pedestrians in the crowd who did not look like normal tourists.
Are they plainclothes policemen?
Something is wrong. What on earth is happening in this aquarium?
Could it be that the big event that Conan was talking about that was about to happen was also the reason why the police suddenly appeared here?
After a brief hesitation, Karasuma Ying also chased Conan and ran into the small door.
Unlike the colorful neon decorations outside the Ferris wheel, the interior of the Ferris wheel is extremely monotonous in color. At first glance, it is all iron red, representing metal.
Strangely, Wu Wanying noticed that many of the supporting points inside the Ferris wheel were equipped with some square objects connected by wires.
What are those things? Bombs?
Are you kidding me? Why is the Ferris wheel filled with bombs?!
"Conan!"
Catching a glimpse of Conan running up the stairs, Karasuma Ying shouted and hurriedly chased after him.
The two ran one after the other until they reached a fire cabinet on the middle platform of the Ferris wheel and stopped.
All the wires connected to the suspected bomb objects around were concentrated in this fire cabinet.
"Things around here...could they be bombs?" Wu Wanying asked, holding her knees with her hands, breathing slightly.
"I think so."
Without caring why Karasuma Ying was here, Conan carefully looked at the fire cabinet door with the transmitter attached, carefully peeled off the fire hose on the side of the fire cabinet and took a look inside.
Inside the dark cabinet, there was a timer that was flashing red light.
【really! 】
Seeing this thing, Conan's expression became more solemn than ever.
Those guys in the organization must be planning to remotely detonate these bombs and blow up the entire Ferris wheel if their plan to hijack Curacao fails!
What should he do? Notify the police and the FBI now?
No, that's not realistic. Bomb disposal is a technical job that not just any police officer can do.
Not to mention whether it would be in time for the police to dispatch bomb disposal experts now, the police's actions alone would certainly not be concealed from the guys in the organization.
If those guys notice the police's actions and detonate these bombs in advance...
"Click."
Suddenly, a sound like something being cut was heard beside him, and Conan subconsciously turned his head to look.
"Phew, all right, it's cut off."
Wu Wanying took out a pair of curved scissors from somewhere, reached out and removed the transmitter stuck on the fire cabinet door, and breathed a sigh of relief.
At the end of the transmitter, there was still a section of cut wire.
"Hey? Sister Xiaoying, you..."
"Don't worry. This type of transmitter will stop working if the line is cut, and the timer inside will not be triggered."
While explaining to Conan, Karasuma Ying carefully opened the door of the fire extinguisher.
“There are so many lines…”
After just one look, Wu Wanying felt overwhelmed.
All the wires of the bombs installed inside the Ferris wheel are gathered in this small fire extinguisher cabinet. How many wires does she have to cut to finish all of them?
Or should I just smash the timer?
Of course, this is just speculation. God knows if there is any special program setting in this timer that will cause it to explode with a slight hit.
"Okay, Conan, I'll leave this to Sister Xiaoying. You can go out first."
Wu Wanying raised her hand to tie the ponytail behind her head into a bun, then took a deep breath and picked up the curved scissors placed aside.
This pair of curved-mouth scissors is actually more suitable for pruning flower branches rather than defusing bombs.
But, the situation is urgent now, and I can’t care about so many things. It’s fine as long as it can be used.
"Sister Xiaoying..." Conan seemed to have just come to his senses. He looked at her in disbelief and asked, "Can you defuse bombs?"
Wu Wanying nodded, "Yes, I learned some of it when I was in the United States."
Is this statement serious?
You in free America still teach this kind of stuff?!
Conan suddenly wanted to complain about something, but he didn't know where to start.
"What's wrong? Is it really okay to continue wasting time here with Sister Xiaoying?"
Carefully handling the lines, Karasuma Ying suddenly said to Conan behind him.
"You should have other things to do, right? Like the targets of these bombs?"
"Sister Xiaoying..."
Conan stared blankly at Karasuma Ying in front of him. Could it be that she had discovered...
"Don't worry, just leave it to me, little detective, go and do what you want to do.
Of course, after it’s over, you must explain everything clearly to Sister Xiaoying.
For example, these bombs, and the serious things that are about to happen as you said..."
When saying this, Karasuma Ying did not turn around. Conan looked at her slender and thin back, the corners of his mouth gradually rose, and his usual confident smile appeared on his face.
"it is good."
Without saying anything else, he turned and ran quickly down the stairs to the top of the Ferris wheel.
In the original plot, it was Tohko who was defusing the bomb, but as we all know, Tohko is being watched by Regal and can't come at all.
Group number, welcome everyone to come and chat~
Chapter 29: Chasing Your Own Color
In the cockpit of the Ferris wheel, Curacao, with one hand handcuffed to the handrail, stared blankly at the scenery below, looking very confused.
Opposite her, Yuya Kazami held a gun in his right hand, his face was grim, and his eyes were fixed on her.
However, contrary to his cold and serious expression, Yuya Kazami was feeling somewhat anxious at this moment.
The cabin they were in was about to rise to its highest point, and the Ferris wheel was about to complete half of its journey, so why was the woman in front of him still not reacting at all?
Could it be that Mr. Fūya's speculation was wrong?
However, this woman did fall ill and fainted on the Ferris wheel during the day...
Was it just an accident at that time?
Or, are they missing something?
Yuya Kazami was thinking, and Curacao was in a daze in confusion.
Neither of them noticed that as their cabin gradually rose to its highest point, the colorful neon light beams outside the Ferris wheel were about to converge together.
"Almost."
At the same time, Vermouth, who had been monitoring the Ferris wheel in the cafe below, put down the night vision binoculars and opened the communication with Gin.
"Qin, confirm one last time. We will start the action in three minutes."
"I'm available anytime, Chianti, turn on silent mode." Gin's voice came from the headphones.
Here, after finally confirming the time of action with Gin, Vermouth picked up the telescope again and looked at the cockpit where Curacao was.
And this glance happened to allow her to witness an interesting scene.
At this moment in the cockpit, Curacao, who had been motionless, seemed to be suddenly severely stimulated. She covered her head and tried desperately to break free from the handcuffs that were handcuffing her.
At this time, the five-colored neon light beams outside the Ferris wheel have gathered together.
[It's started! Mr. Fūya's guess was correct! ]
Yuya Kazami, who was sitting opposite her, watched this scene with ecstasy in his heart. He immediately stood up and pointed a gun at the struggling Curacao.
"Hey! Quiet down! Don't move!"
I don’t know if his words had any effect, but Curacao suddenly trembled all over and collapsed in his seat, as if he had fainted again and didn’t move.
"What happened? Did you faint again?"
Feeling confused, Yuya Kazami stepped forward and tried to pull up Curacao.
However, at this moment, the seemingly unconscious Curacao suddenly jumped up, grabbed the handrail with both hands to support his center of gravity, and directly clamped the unprepared Yuya Kazami with a scissors kick, and slammed his head against the bulkhead.
"Boom!"