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The sound of her heartbeat was deafening and her body was exhausted from extreme fright. She slowly knelt down on the ground against the wall, gasping for breath.
"But whether there are other people hiding in this building or not is actually not important at all, right?"
Just when she thought she had successfully survived this crisis, the two people who had not yet walked far suddenly stopped thinking again.
"Yeah, the final result is the same anyway." The sneezing man's voice also echoed.
[The final result? What does it mean? ]
Without even giving her a chance to guess, the two men immediately revealed an extremely terrifying piece of information.
“After all, explosives have long been installed in this building, and once we’ve dealt with all those poisonous insects, there will be no point in this building existing.
When the time comes, all it will take is a loud bang, and no matter how many people are hiding in the building, they will all collapse along with it!"
"It's not just Beiye, right? The other three buildings are the same, right?"
"That's right. Then all four buildings will be blown up at the same time... Boom! All of them will go to the sky!"
[There are bombs in these four buildings!?!]
The two of them were already some distance away, and Haibara Ai, who had just received this important information, could no longer hear their voices in the room.
【no……】
Biting her lip, after a brief hesitation, she decided to follow.
She first stuck her head out and observed the situation in the corridor.
The two men were almost at the end of the corridor, about twenty meters away from her.
[Take a deep breath...]
Standing on tiptoe, she ran out of the room quickly and walked along the corridor towards the two people.
"But looking at Dongye's condition, I feel like it will fall down even without the bomb."
"That's right, what a rubbish project. I don't know how much money these black-hearted bosses have embezzled..."
"These bombs were set by Lord Fukawa, right? I don't know why the leader and his men had to hide it from us..."
"Who knows? Maybe they're afraid that we'll be caught and tortured and leak the secrets? Just like what they often see on TV..."
"How about we go look for it secretly? There's no surveillance in this building anyway, and I'm getting bored wandering around here..."
"Hey, if you want to die, don't take me with you. With Master Fukawa's temper, if he finds out, both of us will be in big trouble..."
"I'm just saying..."
"Hmph, that's better. Be careful or I'll go to the warehouse to complain to Master Fukawa about you."
"I'll go, are you still my brother?"
"Isn't it normal to get promoted and make money while betraying your brothers?"
The two of them gradually walked away, and Huibara Ai, who was hiding behind the corner, paused in their conversation with a serious expression.
It's not just the Beiye Building. According to what these two people said, it seems that bombs are set in the four buildings in the entire Clover Villa.
These terrorists planned to blow up the entire Clover Villa after completing their operation!
Moreover, it seems that the locations of these bombs are known only to a few leaders of this terrorist organization. One of them is named Fukawa, who is currently in the warehouse on this floor.
The situation suddenly became extremely bad. If the two men were not lying, then her previous plan of hiding in the mezzanine in the ceiling and waiting for police rescue would no longer be feasible.
Once the terrorists leave, the building will explode, and everyone hiding inside will probably...
We must find a way to stop this.
This is not only for the sake of those other innocent people, but also to save yourself.
With thousands of thoughts in her mind, Haibara Ai quietly returned to the corner of the corridor with the vent.
"Haibara!" On the ceiling, the three little ones shouted excitedly when they saw her coming back.
Of course, because they had been scolded many times by Haibara Ai before, they now remembered to keep their voices down.
"Come up quickly! It's so wide up here! It's very suitable for hiding here!" Yuantai shouted hurriedly.
"I……"
Looking up at the anxious expressions on their faces, Huihara Ai hesitated, and finally spoke:
"Those terrorists have captured some hostages. They are locked in a warehouse on this floor. I must go to that warehouse now and find a way to rescue those people..."
"What?! Huiyuan, you want to go to a place like that alone?!" The three little ones were shocked when they heard that and shouted quickly, "No! That's too dangerous! Come up quickly! Let's wait together until the police come!"
Ignoring their dissuasion, Huiyuan Ai made up her mind. She looked up at the three anxious people and said with a smile:
"Mitsuo, open the lid."
"Oh! Okay! Huibara, come up quickly!"
Thinking she had changed her mind, Mitsuhiko quickly and happily pushed open the vent cover.
However, at this moment, Haiyuan Ai suddenly took out the mobile phone in his pocket and threw it towards the three of them.
The phone flew through the vent with pinpoint accuracy, then landed behind the three people with a click.
"I have a new app on my phone that can help me get in touch with Edogawa. Mitsuhiko, I need your help."
Chapter 297 Trust the Leader
In front of the rolling door of the warehouse on the 17th floor of Beiye Building, two burly men with guns who were standing guard were yawning and chatting with each other.
"We have only sent one batch now, right? When will the second batch be sent over?"
"Who knows? Those guys in Xiye are really slow. I'm almost bored to death." Another terrorist echoed.
“I just heard that someone else from their side seems to have escaped, and they’re running those Xiye guys around like monkeys.
Hey, they were able to let someone escape under that situation, those people under Toriyama are really incompetent. "
"I've heard about that too. It's about that prince from a foreign country, right? It seems like they haven't caught him yet."
"Haha, what a bunch of idiots..."
"really."
The two of them were chatting when they suddenly stopped and stopped talking, as if they each had something on their mind.
"Police... should have started taking action now, right?" After a long silence, one of the two men suddenly spoke.
"Ah, that should be it." Another person nodded.
Although the Liberators had hijacked the radio tower of Clover Hill and blew up the only cross-sea bridge before the operation began, cutting off the connection between the island and the mainland.
But these measures can only cause temporary obstacles to the police. A lot of time has passed since they started the action. Even if the Japanese police are slow, they should be able to guess what happened on the island.
"I don't know how the leaders will take us away from here after executing those people..." the terrorist said again, with a hint of worry in his tone.
"Didn't the leader say that someone would come to pick us up when the time comes?" another terrorist asked.
"I'm a little worried. The leader and the others refused to tell us anything. I feel like... we've been cheated."
"Shh!"
When the other person heard what he said, he quickly signaled with his eyes to the rolling door behind him.
"Keep your voice down, Master Fukawa is still in there, don't say such things!"
"I know, Lord Fukawa can't hear it anyway..." Although he said this, the terrorist still lowered his voice.
"But I still think that we might have been deceived by the leader..."
"Don't overthink it. Look at the bulletproof vests and weapons we have on us. Not everyone can get these things. There must be a powerful force behind our leader."
"That's why I'm scared. Who knows if they're treating us like pawns that can be easily thrown away..."
"Okay, trust the leaders and stop saying such things."
"Um……"
The two of them knew that this was not a topic worth talking about, so they just said a few words and then didn't bring it up again.
"Huh?" At this moment, a little girl who looked no more than six or seven years old suddenly walked over from the corridor next to her.
The little girl was wearing some fashionable children's clothes, had brown curly hair, and looked very delicate.
She was holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, looking up at the two people standing guard in front of the rolling door, and walked towards them curiously.
"Oh my god, where did this little brat come from? Where did those guys who were on patrol go?" A terrorist was a little surprised.
In the current Beiye Building, even if there are still people hiding, they should be hiding in their rooms trembling in fear.
Judging from the look of this little girl, she must have gotten lost and was running around, and ended up accidentally running into them without knowing anything.
"This kid is really stupid. He didn't run away when he saw us holding guns. I'm afraid he doesn't even know what a gun is?" another terrorist laughed.
The little girl seemed to realize that they were not ordinary people. She stopped when she was three or four meters away from the two men, and looked at them curiously with her big eyes.
"Hey, little girl, where are you from?" The terrorist bent down slightly and waved to the little girl with a smile.
"I, I was just sleeping in the room before..." Haibara Ai walked towards him with a frightened expression on her face.
"Oh, are you taking a nap in your room? Good habit. What about your parents?" The terrorist raised his hand and touched Huibara Ai's head.
"I have no idea……"
"It doesn't matter if you don't know, but next time you have to remember not to run around when mom and dad are not around, okay?"
"Um……"
"Okay, good boy, then go in!"
After saying that, the terrorist suddenly grabbed Haibara Ai by the collar, lifted the rolling door behind him, and threw her in.
"Well!"
"Lord Fukawa, I found a little girl running around."
After being smashed heavily onto the hard floor, Haibara Ai raised her head in pain and saw the situation inside for the first time.
This is a warehouse with a very empty interior. A large group of celebrities dressed in gorgeous clothes and with exquisite makeup were forced to gather in the middle of the warehouse under the coercion of terrorists around them.
Not far from her, under a load-bearing pillar, there was a middle-aged man sitting on a chair.