Chapter 624 Conan: Can’t laugh, can’t cry either
“Du, Du——”
“Damn it, answer the phone...” Conan, who was holding the phone tightly, looked ahead. He came closer to the explosion site and tightened his fingers.
Since Emperor Moritani really hates him because of the abortion plan in Nishitama City, it is impossible that he will not take any action after knowing Xiaolan's whereabouts. He should have thought of it earlier!
Immersed in a state of reasoning, he slowly realized Moritani Teiji's plan, and his heart beat rapidly.
Although Emperor Moritani was quite certain that he only blew up the entrance to the municipal building and had no plan to harm anyone.
No, a more accurate description is that he wants to prolong the process of injury indefinitely. It is best to feel the pain and regret he wants to inflict as long as possible before letting Kudo Shinichi die. , so we will not pursue one-time direct casualties...
But it was an explosion after all, a huge impact that could cause the building to collapse. No one can guarantee that everything is under Moritani Teiji's control...< br>
Moritani Teiji's house is indeed far away from the city. Even if they turned on their sirens and tried their best to rush there, half the time had already passed by the time the vehicle arrived in front of the Mihua Municipal Building. Hour.
Conan, who jumped out of the car without waiting for Moori Kogoro to stop him, had already squeezed his phone, which was getting hot from playing, and slipped into the crowd.
No matter whether the call can be connected or not, he must go to this uncertain appointment as Kudo Shinichi and stay here, unable to speak in front of other people.
Next, it’s Kudo Shinichi’s time.
“Beep—beep—click.”
An unexpected voice suddenly came from the other end of the communication line that had not stopped dialing.
The call was connected.
"Hello?!" Conan, who had already pulled up his voice changer in advance, shouted over there, "Xiaolan, Xiaolan! Are you in the theater? Are you injured?! I -"
"Xinyi!" On the other end of the phone, Mao Lilan's angry voice sounded more worried than him, "You haven't come here yet, have you!"
"...Huh? Conan stepped into the safe passage and was stunned for two seconds.
"You didn't come here?! I heard Moritani Teiji talking like that on TV, and then the exit collapsed. I thought, I thought..." Mao Lilan breathed out and let go of his hand. The stones inside fell to the ground and gasped.
Whether it was the signal shielding caused by the collapse of the facility or the channel blockage caused by accidents nearby, she anxiously dialed Kudo Shinichi's number several times, but failed to get a response. The feeling of being thankful that the other person escaped because he let her go is getting higher and higher.
After confirming that there were no injured people at the scene and assisting several people trapped in the crowd who were injured by the collapse to treat their wounds, Mao Lilan, who couldn't make a call, simply started trying to dig.
I don’t know whether the prisoners deliberately controlled the power of the explosion, or whether the structure of the cinema itself was strong enough, or whether they were extremely lucky...
In short, although everyone in the waiting area was He was trapped by the explosion just now, but apart from a few unlucky guys who were scratched by debris, there were no other serious accidents.
So, even if they were temporarily trapped in the building, after the short period of panic, including the theater staff, they slowly recovered their emotions, maintained order, and prepared to carry out self-rescue.
After seeing Mao Lilan frantically digging through the collapsed material at the exit for unknown reasons, many people were actually inspired to follow her and worked together to start trying to dig out the buried exit.
Maybe it's because the citizens of Mihua are indeed of high quality, or maybe because their emergency response capabilities are naturally outstanding. When the scene changed from crying and waiting for the police to relying on one's own efforts, after only a few minutes of chaos, they even began to divide the work reasonably.
Strong adult men and women came over and tried to move away the building rubble with Mao Lilan. Young children and the elderly were arranged to a safer area with a more stable structure. Those who did not have the strength to participate in the excavation began to take charge of some simple tasks. logistics.
Inexplicably, the scene that should have been filled with gloom and mist, waiting for rescue to arrive, is now immersed in a positive atmosphere of united efforts to fight the disaster.
Mao Lilan, who didn't realize that something was not going right, finally found an outlet for her emotions after answering the phone, and continued chattering: "I also went to the main entrance to confirm that there was no sign of anything in the passage. There was no human being, and there was no squashed human body, so we started to think of ways to dig through the safety exit. We all dug together for half an hour before we saw a little safety door. If you don't open it, I, I will think..."< br>
"I, I just arrived at the door..." Conan, who really wanted to let go again, answered not confidently, looking at the safety exit above the stairs that was pressed down by collapsed cement pillars with only some gaps left. , carefully closed the safety door behind him with his backhand.
I don't know why, although the original panic slowly dissipated after hearing Mao Lilan's voice that seemed to be very healthy and in good condition, a new panic began to arise again.
She did sound a little crying, but the reason for her crying was far from what he originally thought.
What he is beginning to worry about now is that if he really tells his location accurately, Mao Lilan really leads someone to dig open the door, opens the door and takes a look... He, he should ...
His hand has already subconsciously touched Conan on the small medicine box that Tang Ze gave him: "..."
Otherwise, he might as well just be heartbroken and take the medicine first. ……
"So you are not injured, right? Are you also trapped in the passage, or can you come in and out freely?" After talking for two or three minutes at a breath, Mao Lilan, who was thirsty, took the lady next to him who was getting warm water from the tea cup. I thanked him for the cup he was handed, took a breath, and asked, "You just said you were at the door. Which direction are you in? Does your phone still have power? Can you hear the sound from our side?"
"I, I..." Conan, who had crawled close to the safety door and was speechless for a while, couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Why do you suddenly seem so good at handling things?" This situation is the same..."
"Isn't this a basic emergency response method? I went on a trip with everyone before and encountered some accidents. Tang Ze also suggested that I learn some knowledge in this area. "Mao Lilan lowered her head, glanced at the shoes with broken heels, and sighed a little regretfully, "The new clothes are indeed stained."
Conan pressed his hand on the cold metal surface of the safety door and didn't know what to say: "..."
Considering the scene in front of me, it sounded like a very prophetic suggestion to give such a suggestion. Tang Ze, who made this suggestion, is a very interesting friend to say the least.
But why did he feel so depressed...
"...I know you are worried about me." Mao Lilan, who finally relaxed, remembered that when the call was connected, the person on the other side was about to scream. He softened his excited voice and said, "I'm also worried about you. Don't be afraid. Since the Phantom Thieves of the Heart can discover Moritani Teiji's problem and give an early warning, maybe the problem will be solved soon." "
Conan, who always felt that his character was wrong somewhere, twitched at the corner of his mouth for a long time, and finally managed to say: "Okay, don't be afraid, I am near you..."
These friends of his, one or two, have all made choices that are good for him, but combined, why does it seem to lead to a situation that is completely different from what he expected...
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The Phantom Thieves of the Heart were talked about by two young people who looked at each other affectionately (by mistake) across the door, and now they had no time to care about their little troubles.
Tangze was about to be thrown out like a meteor hammer.
"It's so annoying, it's so big, isn't it?" In the fierce wind, Tangze, whose face was almost blown away, let out a roar and quickly shortened the length of the hook lock to avoid himself. The attack was once again thrown away by the huge statue.
"There's nothing we can do about it!" Narumi Asai, who heard his voice, narrowly dodged another hammer blow and replied loudly, "Who told him to be Hephaestus? ! Hephaestus is a Titan—"
"He is also the god in charge of sculptures in ancient Greece, isn't he worthy?" The most annoying gigolo boss is full of emotion and lack of skill. Shouting, "Aim a little closer, Lunar, stop chatting!"
The whole person was enveloped in shadows, and Hoshikawa Teru, who was hanging on Tangze's lap, also shouted: "You should pay more attention, I can't aim at his eyes, it's going to burn-"< br>
"I'm trying my best, Karma, give me some water!" "What do you mean, give me some water...forget it. Umi Yukihiko——"
"Put the iron in again Push the anvil farther illusion!”
“Ark, is the gear ready——”
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While the Phantom Thieves were laughing and laughing, the police who arrived at the scene with Teiji Moritani were also busy.
After being taken away from home, Moritani Teiji remained silent throughout the whole process. No matter how he was pressed about the placement and details of the bomb, he just had a gloomy expression and no intention of answering.
Looking at the busy scene, Teiji Moritani just sneered twice, but still dug his neatly manicured nails into his palms.
Compared to the police, what he was really afraid of now was that small card that looked like blood or fire.
He must have heard of this mysterious group that was like an urban legend, but he had never scorned it.
A simple notice can change people without anyone noticing... This is not an innocent fairy tale.
However, when I really went to the extreme path and really had a ghost in my heart, I didn't have the confidence to look down upon this exaggerated and ridiculous style.
This is not the only thing he dared not say...
"Professor Moritani." He crossed his arms and looked at the scene that had been evacuated and blocked, and looked at the cordon surrounding it. Living in a building that was originally brightly lit and bustling, Mu Mu Shisan looked serious and helpless, "You are a very famous designer. There will be more new works in the future. Your footprints may have been all over the world. For Is it really worth destroying such a possibility with a little grudge? ”
Threats and intimidation didn't work, and as Moritani Teiji was a celebrity who was neither short of money nor profit, when he didn't even want his face, the police had nothing to do if they wanted to pry his mouth open.
So this passage is not so much that he is persuading, but rather that he is expressing emotion.
He really didn’t quite understand Moritani Teiji’s thoughts, but he suddenly remembered that this afternoon, the young man named Kitagawa concluded that the murderer was also engaged in the art industry.
Although it is not strange for an artist to have an abnormal mind, but when I think of that young man who lived in embarrassment and poverty, and compare it with Moritani Teiji, there is no doubt that the latter is already at the top of the industry and has reached the top of his life. Peak existence.
When he thought about it, he didn’t understand it even more.
Learning art is expensive and requires long-term training. It is not easy to cultivate a skilled and outstanding talent.
To take art as a career is to make money by relying on this craft. After I really made a lot of money, I started to complain that my career failed to satisfy my artistic pursuit...
What is it? What are you trying to figure out?
“You don’t understand.” Moritani Teiji, who had been silent for a long time, raised his eyes and looked at the blurred building in front of him in the black smoke. He said to himself, “The buildings are different. , Construction is the continuation of the architect's life..."
"But those are all built by the builders? If you really have an objection, can't you just buy the land and do whatever you want with it?" Mumu Shisan raised a question about the soul.
"That's impossible!" Moritani Teiji's eyes widened when he was hit by the argument "It's not you who spends the money" again. "The world of architecture does not need to consider so many emotions. This is a world where there is only order and regularity. !”
“But the rule is—”
“Shut up!”
Shiratori Renzaburo looked at the scene worriedly, his hands trembling. Megure Thirteen, whose eyebrows came together in confusion, leaned over and whispered: "He doesn't want to hear this, don't irritate the suspect..."
As a person who likes the works of Moritani Teiji's father, he also has a deep appreciation for Moritani. Shiratori, a fan of Teiji Aiya and Karasu, has of course gone to the exhibition of Teiji Moritani's works.
And that subtle Bible debate had already spread through word of mouth among the onlookers.
Although it is impossible to restore the details of the conversation, the problem of "you didn't spend the money yourself" is obviously a pain point for Moritani Teiji.
"Okay." In order to avoid exacerbating Moritani Teiji's uncooperative mood, Megure Thirteen finally changed the topic, "Are the people from the explosive ordnance disposal team in place?"
" They are investigating, but they initially suspect that more explosives may be installed in the area that has been blocked by the collapse."
"It's not easy to deal with..."
Of course, his original plan was to make the guy who brought stains to his life disappear completely. The explosion he designed could not be solved so easily.
He is...
Moritani Teiji's clenched fist suddenly loosened, his expression slowly stiffened, and his body gradually swayed.
"Hey, Professor Moritani?" The first reaction was that Moritani Teiji wanted to mess with the moth again, and he grabbed it reflexively.
However, the expression of Moritani Teiji, who was caught in his hand, slowly relaxed and seemed a little dull.
After the muscles were no longer tense, the loose skin clearly showed his age, as if he had aged several years suddenly.
Putting aside the crazy core or the wealth and pride that fame has given him, Moritani Teiji is just an ordinary old man over fifty years old. Due to the long and intensive desk work, he is even older than ordinary people. More obvious.
At this moment, he really looked like a captured prisoner.
Megure Thirteen and Shiratori Rensaburo glanced at each other subconsciously, feeling familiar with the scene in front of them.
Then he adjusted the law enforcement recorder on his chest in sync.
How can I put it, practice makes perfect, I have a hunch.
Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Moritani Teiji's head slowly hung down, and a hoarse and tired voice came out.
"The installation location of the bomb and the design drawings have been destroyed by me. But I have an electronic archive in my secret mailbox. The account number is..."
" Hey." Shiratori, who took out his notebook and started recording quickly, couldn't help but sigh, "If they move faster and can solve it before 10 o'clock, wouldn't even the current problem..."
"What are you talking about, Shiratori?" Concerned that this confession of guilt was likely to be used as evidence in court, Megure Thirteen coughed and interrupted him seriously, "We are the police."
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What would it look like to really leave the punishment of criminals entirely to the Phantom Thieves of the Heart or something...
(End of Chapter)