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"But little guy, what do you mean by a firework ball? Is it a ball that looks like a firework? Or a firework that looks like a ball? Speaking of which, there is still a little distance from here to the Tokyo Tower. Can you really kick the ball that far over there? What if you can't kick it..."
"Ah - big brother, stop asking so many questions! I can kick it anyway! Is that okay?!" Conan was almost driven crazy by Shirakawa Kiyoshi's questions and shouted madly.
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Immediately raising his hands in surrender, Bai Heqing stopped worrying about the fireworks ball and said:
"But I feel like there's a big flaw in your plan... How can you be sure that Onimare will be attracted by your fireworks?
Even if he was attracted, how could you be sure that the police in Tokyo Tower could successfully approach him and seize the container? Is it possible that they were discovered by Onimaru on the way?
Or maybe something unexpected happened during the fight over the container, like Onimaru came to his senses in time, or he was very strong, and then during the fight... Boom! The gem exploded. These possibilities are also possible, right?"
"Ah, indeed..."
Hearing what Shirakawa Kiyoshi said, Conan nodded solemnly.
He has considered all these situations, but this is the method he currently thinks has the highest success rate.
The core of the problem lies in the transparent container with a funnel-like interior in Onimare's hand.
The upper and lower layers of the container are separated by a special piston mouth in the middle. When the container is vertical, the piston mouth is closed. However, once the upper and lower angles of the container are tilted to a certain degree, the piston mouth will open, connecting the upper and lower layers and detonating the gem.
This is what Conan is worried about. This perverted design allows Onimare to, to a certain extent, block any violent means that the police may use.
Whether he was sniped or anesthetized, the container would inevitably shift, unless someone could catch the container right next to him at the moment the police knocked him down.
But Onimare obviously knew this, so he hid in a blind spot of Tokyo Tower at the beginning, holding a hostage, forcing all the police to face him, and forbidding anyone to approach him.
His method made the police somewhat helpless, resulting in the situation being deadlocked until now...
Conan's plan is actually a gamble, to find an opportunity for the police to break the deadlock.
"Little guy, it's actually very unwise to hand over the initiative to others like this..."
With a sigh, Bai Heqing said in a serious tone:
"I have an idea. How about you cooperate with me?"
"What method?" Conan turned his head and looked at him curiously.
"Ah, it's very simple. Do you see the hostage next to Onimare? I actually have a sniper nearby. I originally wanted to have this sniper shoot at the container. With the power of the sniper rifle, I could smash the lower layer of the container without triggering the piston and knock the gem away.
But the problem now is that Onyemare hid at a good angle, and the hostage just blocked the container from the sniper's field of vision.
Although he could have just shot and let the bullet penetrate the hostage's body and then shatter the container, my sniper is a good man with principles and will not kill innocent people.
So now we have to think of a way to make Onimaru reveal a flaw, giving our sniper a chance to save the world without harming the hostages."
"what do you mean……"
"What I mean is, little guy, your firework ball can hit the Tokyo Tower, right? Can you just kick it to him?" asked Qing Shirakawa.
"Yes, I can, but the observation deck where they are is protected by glass. Even if I could kick it, I wouldn't be able to get in." After thinking for a while, Conan replied.
"Glass?"
Shirakawa Qing looked up at the Tokyo Tower in the distance, squinted his eyes slightly, then nodded and said, "Well, it's gone now."
"what?"
Conan quickly raised his telescope and saw that a piece of glass on the observation deck had suddenly broken into pieces, just big enough for him to kick the football into.
Strange... Could it be that sniper? !
It was not until then that Conan completely believed that Shirakawa Kiyoshi was not joking.
He actually has a sniper nearby!
This guy, who are you...
"Little guy, now is not the time to think about these things."
As if he knew what Conan was thinking, Shirakawa Kiyoshi suddenly said:
"It's your turn next. Don't worry, my sniper won't miss."
it is good. "
After looking at him deeply, Conan said nothing more.
He remembered where the glass was broken, took two steps back, squatted down to activate his foot-strengthening shoes, then skillfully used the football belt around his waist to quickly shoot out a football, kicking it hard in a handsome posture.
"Go!"
As Conan roared, the football flashed with brilliant light, streaking across the night sky like a meteor, and finally passed through the broken glass window on the observation deck and accurately hit the head of Onimare who was hiding in the corner.
Under the sudden attack of the football, Onyemare fell to the side, his body finally tilted, and the transparent container in his hand was no longer blocked by the hostages.
"Bah!"
The bullet was fired instantly and flew towards Tokyo Tower at high speed.
In just a moment, the lower layer of the container was torn into pieces by the huge power. The bullet hit the sapphire accurately, knocking it several meters away, and it hit the steel wall next to it. Then it bounced out at another angle, sliding and rolling to the feet of Freya who was standing among the police.
All this happened in a flash. It was not until this moment that Onyemare, who was hit by the football, finally fell to the ground. The container in his hand also leaked out from the piston mouth due to the angle deviation.
Of course, the blue sapphire is no longer in his hands.
"quick!"
The surrounding police also responded quickly and stepped forward to control him.
"Success!"
On the rooftop of a high-rise building, Conan saw this scene through a telescope and couldn't help but shout excitedly.
"Big brother! We are..."
He subconsciously turned around and looked beside him, only to find that Bai Heqing, who was supposed to be squatting next to him, was gone.
"Ugh?"
He quickly turned around and saw that the door to the rooftop had been opened.
It was obvious that Bai Heqing had left at the same time he kicked the football.
"Have you left already?"
Realizing this, Conan's tone was slightly disappointed.
It felt like he and his friends had worked together to complete a very proud challenge, but when it was time to receive the award together, he was the only one standing on the podium.
How cunning...
"Just leave like that?"
Walking down the stairs, Bai Heqing put on his headphones, and heard the voice of Bu Luo Oushen.
"What else? Haven't we achieved our goal?"
"I thought you'd talk to him a little more. You two seemed to get along well."
"Yeah, that's true, but I get along pretty well with most people..."
"Really... Take care of yourself. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."
"Okay, I'm pretty happy tonight... I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go to bed early."
After ending their conversation calmly, Bai Heqing walked out of the building. He yawned, stretched, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.
Chapter 251 Come and have a look
"Is he the one who was killed by Buluo Oshin?"
In the dimly lit basement, Rena Mizunashi put her hands in her pockets and glanced at the body lying on the operating table.
This was a male corpse, with a pale face, wearing a life-saving uniform, and his body was wet. There was a bullet-sized hole on the shirt at the left side of his chest corresponding to the heart, and there were some obvious bloodstains around it.
"Yes, it was fished out of that river."
Vodka walked forward and pointed to the wound on the man's heart, then turned the corpse's head over and indicated the depression on the back of his head.
"One on the heart and one on the back of the head. Two fatal wounds, just as described by Buluo Osin. We have also removed the bullet from his body and confirmed that it is the same model as the pistol bullet that Buluo Osin used at the time. There is no mistake."
"Humph……"
Rena Mizuno sneered, walked forward and took a closer look at the male corpse.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, with a hint of coldness on her face.
"I didn't expect that he would die so easily. It's really a bargain for him..."
"It sounds like you're very unwilling, Kiel? Could it be because you didn't kill him yourself?"
Standing up from a seat nearby, Amuro Toru walked to Mizunashi Rena with a smile, and said in his usual frivolous tone, mockingly:
"But that's true. I heard that in the incident at the amusement park some time ago, you were forced by this person to be seriously injured and jumped into the river to escape. In the end, you were rescued by Regel?"
He still had a bandage on one of his shoulders where he'd been shot by another FBI agent in the ambulance during the Rye Whiskey interception tonight.
Although he looked so embarrassed, there didn't seem to be much regret or pain on his face, which was in stark contrast to Cohen, who was still squatting in the corner, looking depressed.
Hearing this, Mizunashi Rena glanced at Amuro Toru and replied coldly: "Bourbon, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."
It seems that the time when she was forced to jump into the river at the amusement park was indeed a sad experience for her.
"Ah, if I touched a sore spot, I'm sorry, please don't take it seriously." Amuro Toru replied with a smile, revealing a beautiful row of white teeth.
"okay."
Not wanting to listen to the two people chatting anymore, Gin, who had been silent all the time, interrupted them.
He dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and stomped it out. His eyes, without any unnecessary emotion, swept across the faces of everyone in the basement, including Cohen, who was sitting alone in the corner, feeling depressed.
"Look carefully at his face and think about whether you have seen it somewhere before."
The face of the male corpse was typical Asian, looking very young, perhaps in his twenties. His appearance was okay, a little handsome, but that was the extent of it.
"I don't know him." Toru Amuro was the first to respond.
He only took a glance, then looked away, spread his hands, and shrugged his shoulders. His expression was very casual, but no one noticed the sadness that flashed across his eyes.
He really didn't recognize the face of the male corpse.
It's just... when I think about the fact that this FBI agent was once the same person as him, with the same outstanding abilities, the same undercover organization, and even lent a helping hand to him in Scotland's death.