Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 May 3, Saturday, afternoon, outside Domoto Concert Hall, in the distance.

　　 Gin, vodka, Chianti, Cohen, and Belmode had already left, but seeing the fire, curiously found a high-rise building, observed with a telescope, and found that the entire concert hall seemed to be collapsing.

　　 Chianti raised his arms and said, "It's great, what I want is this effect."

　　 Belmode frowned, "Gin, does your bomb have such power?"

　　 "No," Gin told the truth, "My bomb is aimed at the performance venue."

　　 Cohn said, "Ha, in that case, we are superfluous."

　　Vodka asked suspiciously: "But how did he install so many bombs under the nose of the police."

　　 Gin Jiu said coldly: "Now I have to ask that guy, find him out."

　　 "I will." Belmode responded. ...

　　 On the other side, the performance venue, underground.

　　 Hattori was against the wall, leaning on it to breathe hard, breathing in the air running in from the crack in the wall.

　　At the same time, Hattori stroked everything.

　　 First, there was an explosion in the underground space. It should be a dust explosion made from flour.

　　 The explosion collapsed the entire area of ​​the performance venue. Everyone followed the ground and fell to this place underground, which may have been a common trench or something.

　　 In other words, falling from the first floor to the next floor.

　　 When people were finding their way, an explosion occurred at the top of the performance venue. Perhaps it was triggered by an underground explosion, or it was arranged like this.

Who knows, the murderers have all gone to the underworld, and no one has the ability to drag him up and ask to understand, what's wrong with this bastard? If you want to revenge your son, you should get revenge on your son. Funeral, this bastard!

　　 Anyway, facing the stone slab falling from the sky, everyone hurriedly avoided, and then they all dispersed.

　　 The ground of the venue they had occupied is now occupied by the stones and slabs.

　　 If the ground of the falling venue is taken as the center of the underground floor, then it can be said that the central part of the bucket is now filled with stone slabs.

　　 Now all of them should be on the edge of the underground floor, in the underground tunnel.

　　 But the previous explosion seemed to blow up some passages. Others didn't know what happened. Anyway, his side was not very good.

　　 The passage behind was blocked, and the passage in front was destroyed by the previous explosion. The space was dark and narrow, and there was not enough air circulation.

　　 What I can do now is to wait for the rescue, hoping that someone will notice, otherwise, in a few hours, someone will suffer from hypoxia. ...

　　 on the ground, outside the concert hall.

　　 and Ye are heartbroken, they both become dull, without a trace of expression.

　　 Lan didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only embrace her and give her a touch of warmth.

　　 Conan was very distressed, and looked at the fire brigade that arrived.

　　 Suddenly, Conan faintly heard a messy sound, not the sound of firefighters, not the sound of burning flames, not the sound of police sirens, not nearby sounds.

　　 is a female voice, far away, in other words, across a thick wall, not across a thick ground.

　　 Conan was a violent spirit, hurriedly lying on the ground, listening closely to his ears.

　　Really, there is a sound.

　　 "Conan, what are you doing? Get up quickly." Lan puzzled.

　　 "Some people are still alive, some people are still alive." Conan got up in surprise and ran to the Mumu Police Department, "Someone is alive, and there are people underground."

　　 Lan was taken aback, and quickly said to He Ye, "Did you hear He Ye? There are people underground, He Ye, and Hattori may be alive."

　　 "Ping, Pingji, that guy Pingji," and Ye Mangran looked around, "Where is it?"

　　 "At..." Lan has nothing to say. ...

　　 On the other side, underground.

　　 As the rescuers went underground, the light of the flashlight shot in through the cracks in the wall, and the people on the other side of the wall saw the hope of life. They were really excited and wept with joy.

　　 The first trapped person was quickly rescued, and more rescuers rushed over.

　　……

　　 Hattori climbed onto the ground from the sewer, breathing in the fresh air, and couldn't help but stretch.

　　 This is what it feels like to be alive, which is really good.

　　 Hattori looked around and found the Japanese leaves and orchids sitting in the garden, "Japanese leaves!"

　　 Conan heard this, he was relieved immediately, and hurriedly looked around, but he was not tall enough to find the target.

　　 And Ye was aroused, and there was a look in his eyes, "It's Pingci, Pingci's voice."

　　 "Over there, Hattori is over there." Lan pointed to the Hattori who came over and walked unhurriedly.

　　 "Ping, Pingji!" He Ye locked the target, and rushed over with tears.

　　 "Hey." Hattori looked worried at He Ye, also very embarrassed, and for the next scene, the scene of the hug, I was also a little expectant and a little embarrassed.

　　 "You bastard."

"what……"

　　 It's a pity that Hattori miscalculated and Ye's anger value. What he waited for was not a hug with fright, but an iron fist away from anger, a punch and kick.

　　 Lan hid her face amusingly and turned her head, not to watch the tragic picture.

　　 Conan finally found the target. Amidst the real screams of Hattori's four-point and six-pointers, he ran over with a schadenfreude and smiled and stood beside watching the show.

　　 and Ye noticed, they blushed immediately, and then let go of the Hattori, and then left, "You bastard, you wait for me."

　　 "Hey, I'm the victim!" Hattori loudly protested in irritation. He hadn't been injured at all, but it was fine now, and he was beaten blue and purple. It really hurts.

　　 Conan asked anxiously: "Hey, what is going on?"

　　 "Well..." Hattori deliberately stretched the tone, "I solved a very wonderful incident with a very wonderful hair style."

　　 Conan wanted to know even more, and urged: "Quickly, don't sell it, what is going on inside?"

　　 "I'll tell you when I finish it up." Hattori left triumphantly.

　　 "Hattori, **** it!" Conan raised his triangular eyes in anger. ...

　　 In the evening, Miyamoto's house.

　　 The Domoto Concert Hall bombing and the rescue situation were broadcast live on TV news.

　　 And the Miyamoto family, Miyamoto Ichiro, Miko Miyamoto and his wife, Yamazaki, Meidaizi, Tarhan three sisters, and Eisuke Hondō eating dinner together.

　　 Mei Daizi said: "Sure enough, it still happened. Fortunately, we didn't go."

　　 Yamazaki thought to himself, I am afraid that both Hattori and Conan will go to participate, I hope they are all right, otherwise they will die in vain and have no value.

　　 Miko Miyamoto said: "I am a little curious now, how did the murderer plant so many bombs in the concert hall under the nose of the police."

　　 "Well, what Auntie said is indeed a problem." Hontang nodded and said.

　　 "It doesn't matter to him, that has nothing to do with us." Mei Daizi said indifferently, "Eating, eating and going to work."

　　 "I'm done eating, let's get out of here." Yamazaki went to the room and called to confirm the safety of Hattori and Conan, and he was also relieved.

　　 And knowing that Ran Yu and Ye had also gone, but didn't go in, Yamazaki couldn't help shaking his head speechless, fortunately. ...

　　 At night, outside the Domoto Concert Hall, a temporary headquarters.

　　 The Hattori Department gave a detailed explanation of the situation of the previous performance venue to officials from the National Security Department, the Governor of Tokyo and other officials, as well as the Hakuba Police Director, Minister Odagiri, Matsumoto, and Megumi Police Department.

After finding proof from those who were rescued, the official immediately passed the news—the fact that Pu and the craftsman avenged his son, to the waiting media, in order to calm people’s hearts and let people know that this was not a terrorist attack. It is a targeted revenge plan.

　　 The media were all excited that the bomb was installed in the concert hall when it was topped. This technique is too powerful, and the hatred and resentment in it are like oceans. ...

　　 On the other side, Mei Dai Restaurant.

　　 Miko Miyamoto watched the news on TV and listened to the reports. She couldn't help but marvel at the fact that Fu Kazuo had installed a bomb before the roof of the building.

　　 While solving one question, another question appeared.

　　 Since Puhe Tsang planned this series of events a long time ago, and it seems that he is alone, what happened to the dust explosion that was mainly made of flour under the venue of the performance?

　　 Miko Miyamoto pondered for a while, and then saw that it was time for a break, so he approached Yamazaki and asked him questions.

　　 Yamazaki thought for a while, and pondered: "Since there are already explosives arranged, then there should be no need for Fuhe Carpenter to engage in such a dust explosion."

　　 "Is it worried that the explosives sealed in the building have been placed for a long time and become invalid, so this is a backup?"

　　 "However, whether it is for the entire concert hall or the performance venue, a dust explosion with flour requires many considerations and is difficult to grasp."

　　 "Compared with dust explosions that are difficult to grasp, it is naturally more convenient to use explosives directly."

　　 "The number of explosives arranged by Pu and the craftsman is amazing. It deserves to be prepared in advance, but if there are that number of explosives, it is not difficult to make more explosives."

　　 "Yes," said Miko Miyamoto, "this is the problem. If the dust explosion was done by the craftsman, why did he choose a dust explosion instead of a convenient explosive?"

　　 "Maybe you are worried that you will be discovered by the police?" Yamazaki asked and replied, "That's not right, the police will not go into the sewer to investigate the common ditch."

　　 "Instead of worrying about that, it is better to worry about whether the police will use non-destructive testing."

　　 "By the way, he thought about it, so he sealed the explosives on the top of the concert hall and sealed them in the building before the roof."

　　 "At that height, after the completion of the construction, with the exception of equipment such as scaffolding and lift trucks, inspections can only be carried out in a fixed area."

　　 Miko Miyamoto reminded: "The reason I care about this is because the explosion of dust, which is mainly made of flour, only collapsed the floor of the performance venue."

　　 "The result of this established fact is that there are only two possibilities, one is a miscalculation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the other is......"

　　 Yamazaki frowned and said, "Is it originally aimed at the performance venue?"

　　 Miko Miyamoto said: "I don't care about the others, but you and Mei Daiko were originally going to attend the Domoto concert. For this, concert tickets are recorded."

　　 Yamazaki nodded and said, "Yes, this dust-like explosive may be aimed at us. It is a case in the middle of the case that we use the explosives to kill people through the book and the craftsman."

　　 "Unfortunately, Pu He Jian has committed suicide, otherwise he can know the answer from his mouth."

　　 "But it doesn't matter, even if he says that the dust explosion is not his work, no one will believe it, and it is difficult to find evidence and it is difficult to attack."

　　 Miko Miyamoto asked, "So, do you have anyone in your heart?"

　　 "Yes, it's the guy Conan has been looking for." Yamazaki smiled, "They were forced to be involved in the incident. How can they be reconciled if they don't do anything."

　　 "Very well, just have a score in your heart." Miko Miyamoto nodded, "Go back, you don't need to tell that kid about this."

　　 "Okay." Yamazaki responded. ...

　　 At night, the rescue work was over, and the result of counting the number of people was that everyone was alive.

　　 There is no serious trauma that requires amputation, and there are not many fractures. Yes, the condition is not serious. It is expected that there will be no sequelae.

　　 What needs to be observed is some people who have been smashed to the head, some people who have suffered from chronic diseases such as asthma, heart disease, high blood pressure, and some people seem to have psychological shadows.

　　Most people are not serious, just bruises and sprains, and they’ll be fine after a rest.

　　 The underground explosion blasted out a space, although it was small, everyone escaped the disaster of the roof.

　　 This is a miracle, and everyone on the scene cheered for it. ...