The mastermind behind Conan

Takeshi Shiraishi hurriedly ran to Miwako Sato's police car, and at this time, four or five passers-by had already come nearby.

Later, Bai Shiwu found that the top of the police car had been completely crushed, and a bloody corpse was half-lying on top of the police car, and the body with its abdomen hanging on the edge of the car.

"Not good!!".

Takeshi Shiraishi looked inside the car and noticed Miwako Sato, who was in a coma with blood all over her head in the police car.

Without saying a word, he went around to the other side: his hands pressed against the twisted and deformed car door.

"What are you trying to do?".

"Help, go help, there are people trapped inside!".

"Let's get the door open!"

Those passers-by also noticed the movements of Miwako Sato and Takeshi Shiraishi, who were unconscious in the car, and surrounded them one after another.

"Ahh!!h

But at this moment!!

Bai Shiwu's face was full of anger, he shouted, the muscles on his hands surged, the green muscles burst out, he burst out with all his strength, and pulled the car door violently, under the shocked gaze of several passers-by around, the entire car door was directly pulled down by Bai Shiwu's brute force.

"This, this, how powerful this is!!".

"Is this still human?".

"It's such a terrifying power, I'm afraid it must have hundreds of catties of strength!"

"This punch smashes on a person's body, absolutely, absolutely can kill someone!!".

Takeshi Shiraishi ignored the shock of the passers-by, and got into the car with his whole body, crawling in front of the unconscious Miwako Sato, holding his hands against the sunken roof.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, it broke out with all its strength again, and the roof of the car was held up by Bai Shiwu at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, Takeshi Shiraishi hugged Miwako Sato and carefully carried her out of the car.

Carefully placing her in the shade, Takeshi Shiraishi reached out to check Miwako Sato's breathing, and then didn't care about whether the man or woman kissed or not, and leaned his ear against her towering chest, calming down and listening to the heartbeat.

"It's not good, the breath is very weak, the heartbeat is very slow, it seems that it may have been hit in the head by a heavy object, resulting in fatal shock, if not rescued in time, my beautiful prey will die." Shiraishi's face turned ugly.

"Mr. Shiraishi, huhu..." Xiaolan ran over and said, "I've already contacted the Metropolitan Police Department and Rice Flower Hospital, Officer Sato... She, she doesn't matter, right?".

"The situation is not good...!" Takeshi Shiraishi said, looking at Miwako Sato's pale face.

"Huh!? How could this be... Officer Sato, she—" Ran panicked.

"By the way, Xiaolan, have you learned artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation?" Bai Shiwu said

"It will take at least ten minutes for the ambulance to be sent to us by the Rice Flower Hospital, but Officer Sato is in a very bad state now, his breath is very weak, and his heartbeat is very slow, I suspect that it is a fatal shock with a serious brain injury, and if it is not effectively treated within ten minutes, no, five minutes, it is very likely that he will become a vegetative person..."

"Ah!!!" Xiaolan exclaimed, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Shiraishi, my mother once taught me, and there are special teachers in the school, but I am not very professional..."

"It's okay, you try it first, it really doesn't work, just change me! Quick!" Bai Shiwu didn't give Xiaolan a chance to speak, and gave her the position.

"Yes!".

Xiaolan also knew that the situation was urgent, so she hurriedly half-knelt down, and began to blow at Miwako Sato's pale lips, Shiraishi Wu's brows furrowed, and he said resolutely: "Forget it, Xiaolan, you can't do this, let me come!!".

"Yes, yes Mr. Shiraishi!" Xiaolan also knew that she was very unprofessional, and gave up her position to Shiraishi Takeshi with a red face.

Takeshi Shiraishi did not hesitate.

Carefully lifted Miwako Sato's chin, and with the other hand back, raised the back of her head, this is to keep Miwako's throat and neck stretched.

Then Takeshi Shiraishi opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, pinched Miwako Sato's Joan nose, covered her pale lips, and sent the breath into her mouth, and so on twice.

"Mr. Shiraishi..."Xiao Lan looked at Shiraishi's movements, her beautiful face was amazingly red.

Then, Shiraishi put his right palm down, buckled it on the back of his left hand, and crossed his fingers.

Place the base of the palm of your left hand at the midpoint of the line between Miwako Sato's breasts and press down continuously to a depth of at least four to five centimeters each time. Press 30 times in a row.

And so on.

Four or five minutes later, Miwako Sato's originally pale and colorless pretty face flushed slightly, and her breath and heartbeat returned to normal slightly.

"Whew, no problem!" Takeshi Shiraishi checked Miwako Sato's heartbeat and breathing again, breathed a long sigh of relief, and nodded to Xiaolan, who was full of nervousness on the side.

"Great, thanks to Mr. Shiraishi today!" Xiaolan shouted in surprise.

Moments later, the siren sounded.

Men from the Metropolitan Police Department and doctors from Rice Flower Hospital were present at the scene.

"Miwako Sato, you owe me your life today, how are you going to pay me back!".

Takeshi Shiraishi looked at Miwako Sato, who was sent away by the medical car, with deep eyes, and said secretly in his heart, and then moved his gaze to the roof of the building: "So, next, the person who hurt my beautiful prey, are you ready to meet my wrath!?"

(Ask for collections, ask for flowers, ask for rewards, ask for tickets!I've been making up this story for a long time, you can't guess who is the murderer!!!).