Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Although in just a day or two, there have been quite a few turmoils in Tokyo, but still, passers-by are used to it.

Therefore, even if we just saw the news of terrorist street attacks in the first half of the night, it does not prevent the streets from being bustling in the second half of the night.

Just walking around.

Passers-by gradually realized something was wrong.

The air has changed.

became thinner.

The noise in my ears changed.

It became weaker and weaker, and quieter, so that the only sound that existed was very obvious. I turned around to follow the sound, and the street disappeared... No.

To be precise, it was replaced.

Thick crowds of people, including delinquents in special attack uniforms and employees in work clothes, formed a torrent that blocked the road. Many vehicles that were supposed to be heading towards each other were forced to stop. He stopped driving, and looking at the scene in front of him, he had no choice but to turn around, for fear that he would be overturned if he turned too slowly.

Passers-by clung to the edge desperately, holding their breath and waiting quietly for the torrent to pass.

But as time went by, let alone passed, the torrent kept flowing as if the floodgates had been opened. I was almost suffocating and couldn't breathe. I didn't see any signs of decreasing, and I even felt that it was getting worse. Coming more and more?

And at the same time.

At the intersection at the source of the torrent, Toru Amuro's brows in the white Mazda were so tight that they could pinch a fly. Conan in the passenger seat next to him looked around and could only see people on the other three roads converging towards this side. Finally merge into the torrent on that road.

"...There are so many people gathered here. Where are they going and what are they going to do?"

Conan was very puzzled.

Toru Amuro called up the navigation map and clicked on it.

"They were going in the direction of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"..."

For a moment, Conan's eyes widened in disbelief: "What do you mean, an all-out war? Is this the way to start a war? It can't be won by these people and the official head-on confrontation, right?"

...Conan has no doubt that if this is the case, the official will achieve a crushing victory. Within Tokyo, the number of Black Death members has almost been stable in the early five figures for a long time, and there are more people everywhere.

Excluding the Black Death delinquents, the number of regular employees and temporary employees can even reach a terrifying six figures, which is ten times the former.

There were over 100,000 people there, which seemed very scary.

But let’s not talk about the weapons first, just talking about the basic personal quality is too different.

If the Metropolitan Police Department were serious about killing people, they wouldn't even need support.

Therefore, Conan really doesn't understand why the Black Death would do this, but if he doesn't understand, he still knows that if there is a real fight.

Then the casualties on both sides cannot be as simple as a few hundred people. The minimum number is thousands, or even tens of thousands, which is possible.

"We have to stop them quickly!"

Conan said hurriedly to Toru Amuro.

But Toru Amuro was helpless and replied: "Do you think I don't want to stop it?"

Only then did Conan react.

With just the two of us, I am afraid that they will be submerged within two seconds of reaching the top, so there is no point in stopping them. But if we resort to official power and use force to stop them, it will be no different from fighting.

"...But the vast majority of them are ordinary employees recruited by Qiu Tong. Normally, they would not be involved in the Black Death. Why does the official have a complete blockade? In addition, even if it is a blockade, there is no need. You have to live and die for the black god of death, how could this happen?"

Conan raised two more questions.

Toru Amuro replied: "First, even though those ordinary employees are not deeply involved with the Black Death, they are still involved. Secondly, I cannot interfere with the official decision. Finally, I also tried to stop those ordinary employees. Tell them that the official blockade will end soon, and if there is no one to control the traffic anywhere, the official will be responsible for taking over to ensure that they will not lose their jobs afterwards, but..."

"……but?"

Conan was puzzled by Tohru Amuro's sudden pause.

Amuro Toru's mouth twitched slightly, and she said helplessly: "But they said they couldn't let the superiors replace them. The reason is that they still have one month's salary on hand. If something goes wrong, even if the official takes over, they can't make up for it."

Conan: "..."

I actually had my salary reduced for a month. Isn't this a violation of the labor law?

Of course, to this extent, there is no point in saying this.

It can only be said that Black Death is really cool, actually using this method to play with bondage. As a community of interests, the employees of Nadutong will naturally not back down.

As for why the official can't make up for it.

The monthly salary of more than 100,000 people, calculated based on the average salary that is not low anywhere... It seems to be okay, not to the level of bleeding?

"...Oh, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. The riots are not just in Tokyo. In important cities such as Osaka, Kyoto, and even some small places, everything that needs to be moved has been moved. The entire neon sign can be seen everywhere. The number of employees is something that the official government cannot make up even if it wants to."

Toru Amuro added another sentence, which successfully made Conan speechless and choked.

No wonder, the price that was already on the verge of major bleeding suddenly doubled several times, even ten times, making it impossible to make up for it.

However, it is really unimaginable that a force that started as a violent organization composed of delinquent teenagers can actually one day cause the official a headache from an economic perspective and cannot cope with it. This is really difficult.

Conan scratched his head.

"Then it seems like we can only start from the sponsor."

"Yes, but let alone Black Death, even the core members of Black Death can't be found now. You can't threaten their family members, right?"

Toru Amuro rubbed her temples.

...Under normal circumstances, the official might actually do this, but at this moment, if they do so, they might be giving the other side a chance to find leverage. The Kusakabe incident is already a huge scandal. , if something bigger happens again.

That might shake the foundation, and it might lead to a nationwide riot.

"Then why don't we ask Sano again?"

Conan suggested, but Toru Amuro shook his head. The two parties had already revealed their bottom in the wave just now. Maybe Sano did have reservations.

But if you really have reservations, it will never be revealed again.

There's no point in asking.

"Let's go to the Metropolitan Police Department first."

In desperation, Toru Amuro started his car and took a detour to the Metropolitan Police Department. He planned to wait and see first, and had to adapt to what to do next.

then.

In front of the Metropolitan Police Department gate.

Officer Memu and other police officers looked at the crowd of people who had blocked the exit, with cold sweat on their heads... This scene seemed a bit familiar?

Soon, Officer Megure remembered.

The entrance to my house seemed to have been blocked by the Black Death once earlier, but there were not so many people that time, and the purpose of the two times was different... Why did the co-author treat this as a dungeon?

Is it blocked at every turn?

The Metropolitan Police Department is so shameless?

"Takagi!"

Officer Memu waved his hand: "Get help immediately!"

...One thing to say, Officer Memu is really a little nervous. After all, the situation this time is different from the last time. Not to mention that the bloodbath operation of Black Death has already been noticed by the police. The key is that all access is blocked. Huang Mao and others are wanted, and the deployment of the transportation department is enough to make people suspicious. This wave is a rhythm where both sides are fighting each other.

Let’s not even mention that the people opposite us are underage, and they are a group of honest and honest common people who work hard just to earn more money for running errands to support their families.

Just considering this gap in numbers, even if everyone on his side is equipped with guns, he may not necessarily sacrifice many people, it is enough to make Officer Megure's scalp numb.

However, what Takagi Wataru said next made Officer Megure even more horrified.

"Sorry, sir, it seems that not only our side, but also other places are blocked by people. From police stations to police stations across the country, without exception, they are even asking for help from us!"

In an instant, Officer Megure and others felt cold all over.

"Retreat, retreat inside quickly, don't start a conflict!"

"..."

A few hundred meters away from the Metropolitan Police Department gate, Toru Amuro and Conan were biting their thumbs.

"If you didn't rush in immediately and take action, what were you waiting for?"

The two of them, who were originally worried about what to do after arriving at the place, keenly noticed something was wrong, but they didn't know what it was.

"Are you waiting for Hei Hei to die?"

Conan made a standard guess. Toru Amuro couldn't analyze anything else and could only continue to wait and see. What was very surprising was that for nearly an hour, this group of people still had no clues. The movement was just blocking the door and not moving.

So much so that Officer Megure, who was hiding inside, became a little nervous again.

"Hey, what do you want to do? Where is your boss? If you have anything to say, ask him to come out and talk to me. Don't waste time here!"

Officer Megure shouted with a loudspeaker.

But no one paid attention at all, and a group of people just stood there doing their own thing.

This made Officer Megure feel very angry.

"If you want to be beaten, then do it quickly. If you don't want to be beaten, go home and go to bed. Why are a group of big men still chirping like this? Isn't it because they are afraid?"

...Although some provocation may make the stalemate situation worse.

But Officer Megure had no choice.

If the stalemate continues like this, the consequences will not be a small problem. Police procedures across the country are close to paralysis. Countless calls to the police have not been handled. Even if they talk to them, there will be no response. Officer Mumu can only do this, just gamble. The other party will react, and it's not a bad reaction.

And surprising.

As expected, the Black Death responded, and it wasn't a bad reaction...it was just not a good reaction.

"Oh, what are you talking about, police officer? We are all civilized people who abide by the law. Please don't be so vulgar. We just come out to get together and take a walk when we have nothing to do. Don't be so nervous. "

Officer Megure showed surprise and relief at first, but after hearing this, he darkened again.

"What the hell are you talking about? You just walked to the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department and refused to leave. You are still abiding by the law. Now you are obstructing official business. We can definitely arrest you, you know! ?”

"oh?"

The Black Death members standing at the front looked at each other and laughed.

"Okay, then you can arrest me. We law-abiding citizens will definitely cooperate and not resist."

After that, the row at the front walked straight forward, their wrists close together and stretched forward.

The arrogant attitude made Officer Mumu's face turn green with anger.

But after a few seconds, Officer Memu discovered that these people had not stopped at all, and had even completely separated from the team and were close to the room.

……what's the situation?

Officer Memu was stunned, but he still felt that this was an opportunity to feel proud.

"Handcuffs!"

After the order was given, a few policemen went up to handcuff the person, while the rest of the policemen were alert to the large force behind them to prevent the other side from charging at them at any time.

It was very unexpected.

Not to mention the large force behind them, the few people who were being handcuffed did not resist at all. They really looked like they were cooperating with the investigation.

...What is going on?

"Hey, those behind you, hurry up and follow us. Get in line and cooperate with the police officer in the investigation!"

With a loud shout, the large troops behind finally started to make moves, but before Officer Megure could get nervous, he discovered that the movements of these people were not that big, but just as he said, they were obediently moving. Several teams were separated, arranged neatly as if waiting to be caught.

"……police officer?"

Takagi Wataru looked at Officer Megure tentatively.

Officer Memu was stunned and stunned, thinking and thinking, and finally waved his hand.

"Catch them all!"

"yes!"

As a result, the scene was like that of old men and women in the supermarket who like to take advantage of each other, queuing up to receive free eggs. They were sent forward one after another in an orderly manner to be handcuffed by the police.

One, ten, a hundred, a thousand...

For one minute, ten minutes, and half an hour, almost all the policemen in the Metropolitan Police Department were on duty. A small number were responsible for handcuffing people, and a large number were responsible for guarding.

The hands of the policeman who handcuffed the person were so numb that he had to change hands with the colleague next to him several times, but he still did not feel that the number of these people had decreased.

"Officer, the handcuffs are almost running out..."

Finally, a new difficulty came. Takagi Sheba came over and looked around with sweating profusely.

"And even if the handcuffs are enough, we don't have room to detain so many people."

Officer Memu: "..."

...that does make sense.

What Officer Memu originally wanted was to handcuff these people and lock them up for a day, and there was no need to actually go to court. They could just give them an education.

But look at it now.

The Metropolitan Police simply can’t let him go, so he can’t be locked up on the curb, right?

Looking at the huge workload at the source of several teams, Officer Mu Mu had a huge headache... He couldn't catch them all, he couldn't catch them all at all!

"...What on earth are they thinking?"

In the distance, Conan, who had watched the entire process from beginning to end, was already confused.

Faced with Conan's doubts, Toru Amuro didn't reply. He just frowned and turned his cell phone. Finally, he was startled, quickly opened his cell phone and made a call: "Hey, help me check tonight's target for the Black Death and Nadu. Who is the source of all the instructions in the program?"

About ten seconds later, Toru Amuro hung up the phone, started the car, swerved and left the Metropolitan Police Department, heading in another direction with a very clear goal.

"What's going on?"

Conan quickly grabbed the seat belt: "This is a feint attack. The real target of Black Death is actually the official responsible for the order, but how did you know?"

"I don't know, it just feels like it."

Toru Amuro said this as he accelerated like crazy.

Conan didn't ask any more questions. In fact, he felt the same way, but because there was no strong logic, he didn't mention it. But anyway, he couldn't do anything by staring at the Metropolitan Police Department. It wouldn't be a problem to go over and take a look. .

But then when they drove onto a bridge midway, the two of them had bad luck.

This area is already a relatively remote place, and there is no one on the bridge... Oh, there is one, standing alone in the middle.

The windbreaker of the special attack suit flutters in the wind.

The two big characters "Invincible" on the back are already relatively identifiable and can distinguish them from other members of the Black Death.