Chapter 716 Akai Shuichi: Still so ruthless, Bourbon
“I will not participate.”
Facing the small frame stretched out in front of him to collect watches, Conan touched it Touching the watch strap on his hand, he waved his hand to refuse.
In addition to being a prop specially made for him by the doctor, his watch also plays an important role as a locator for the Phantom Thieves, giving people a sense of security in this venue shrouded in the shadow of the Phantom Thieves. Unparalleled.
The organizer of this banquet has an impure purpose. It is still unclear what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd. Handing it over rashly is not a good choice.
"I don't need it either." Haihara Ai also shook his head, standing side by side with Conan, quietly watching several people from the Young Detective Team grab the small flag and walk to the center of the field.
"Yeah, kids, you can move forward a little bit to avoid not being able to see clearly the movements of your hands." Mio Tokiwa smiled and controlled the process, without any trace of the hysterical behavior in the background a few minutes ago. It looks like, "After the timing starts, we will press this stopwatch. You can count silently in your mind. When you count to 30 seconds, raise the flag in your hand to signal."
Very simple rule , no one in the room had any objections.
“Come on, Ayumi!”
“That’s right, you counted 30 very accurately before, there was no error at all, it’s up to you!”
"Uh, um..." Yoshida Ayumi hesitated for a while and looked around at Conan and Haibara Ai, who were standing by but not coming over, and then looked around a little helplessly.
She is actually not very good at counting seconds. She was able to count 30 seconds so accurately before because she found that her heartbeat was as high as 120 beats per minute when she was standing next to Conan. She just counted her panicked heartbeat. , you can accurately estimate the time of 30 seconds.
But now that Conan is not with her, how can she find this feeling of tachycardia... To be nervous, she is really nervous, but now her heartbeat is fast and slow, and She couldn't make a judgment at all.
While she was hesitating, a piece of straight and smooth fabric brushed against her hand.
"Need help, kid?"
Shrouded in a condescending shadow, Yoshida Ayumi raised her head blankly, and saw Kitagawa Yusuke looking down at her, and realized that she had subconsciously grabbed Kitagawa Yusuke because of nervousness, so she pulled the hem of Kitagawa Yusuke's kimono.
The formal kimono that is worn layer by layer according to the shape is very close to the body. Her behavior is similar to pulling someone's T-shirt directly, and it will naturally attract others' attention.
"Brother Kitagawa, I'm sorry..." She quickly let go of her hand and apologized softly.
"It doesn't matter." Tangze, who understood her mood, was very tolerant and generous. He glanced at the lost top of the little girl's head and suggested kindly, "Are you feeling uneasy? There is no Conan-kun around."< br>
"Huh? Eh?" Yoshida Ayumi's face turned red instantly as she didn't expect her mood to be revealed.
"If you want to find that mood when Conan-kun is not around, I can teach you a trick." Karasawa, who looked down at her kindly, suggested sincerely in a tone that suited her current character, "You just need to turn your right hand outward. Then hold your left hand...Yes, you can pretend that you are holding the other person's hand. Isn't it effective?"
Yoshida Ayumi did it. : "..."
Conan and Haibara Ai, whose ears are very sensitive and can hear clearly: "..."
Walked nearby, intending to communicate with Karasawa based on the situation. Toru Amuro said: "...Pfft."
"Ready--" Taking the code watch handed over by Mio Tokiwa, Secretary Sawaguchi stood under the stage and raised the code watch in his hand. "Start!"
Ignoring the suggestion of complaining about Kitagawa Yusuke, Yoshida Ayumi immediately concentrated on it, squeezed the flag in her hand, and started counting.
I don’t know whether it was because of Kitagawa Yusuke’s interruption, or because the other party revealed her subtle little thoughts, Yoshida Ayumi clasped her sweaty palms tightly, and actually found a little bit of that kind of feeling. A rapid heartbeat.
Not just her, everyone who participated in the game closed their eyes tightly and counted in a low voice one after another.
“1, 2, 3…”
Akai Shuichi bit the lollipop stick that had melted in his mouth bit by bit with his teeth. There was no expression on his face. A deliberate act of counting.
From the moment he joined the FBI, he decided to participate in the most dangerous investigations and projects, participated in front-line combat training, and underwent many rigorous reviews. For him, this matter was easy for him in just a few seconds.
Rather than raising the flag accurately, he planned to wait and see again before deciding whether to take action. Making it too conspicuous was not his original intention.
At this time, a group of people gathered around the stage, closing their eyes and counting nervously, which made it easier for him to observe the situation in the audience.
He came alone this time, not only because some intelligence he obtained told him that the organization would take some actions tonight, but also to investigate some things clearly.
His eyes slowly swept over the faces of Amuro Toru, Conan and Haibara Ai on the sidelines, as well as Mouri Kogoro and Kitagawa Yusuke standing in the court.
"11, 12, 13..."
Toru Amuro moved his gaze away from the faces of Conan and others, paying attention to the basket full of watches that he had just handed over from his hand.
There are everything from toy-like plastic watches costing several thousand yen to priceless luxury goods.
After connecting the Joban Group with Rum, he now feels that they have ulterior motives when looking at all the actions of this group of people.
What is the purpose of taking away the watches? To manipulate the guests’ watch time? Install some eavesdropping and surveillance equipment to monitor specific people? Or to investigate something, and then...
Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows and looked meaningfully at Conan, who had his hands in his pockets and had nothing to do with himself.
…catch some detective who has too many interesting gadgets on his watch?
"21, 22, 23..."
Karazawa rubbed the flag stick in his hand back and forth with his fingertips, without closing his eyes, and looked over at Tokiwa Mio's gaze, When he looked at her, he even looked back with a calm face. In just four or five seconds, he saw the other person turn away his eyes first.
Of course he doesn't need to count seconds carefully. Oh, although his time judgment ability has always been good, but with plug-ins, his brain can be properly deactivated.
As we all know, or maybe not everyone knows, the P5 game system panel, strictly speaking, actually integrates functions such as a smartphone carrying navigation to another world, special records from a wild perspective, and a portable ledger, etc. It strives to integrate the system with This is a design concept that combines the protagonist’s daily life props.
So, as long as he opens the system interface, he can easily tell the time with just a quick glance.
More importantly, he now has to pay attention to the conditions of his teammates.
In order to achieve the effect of the show, to attract Gin's attention, and to achieve the maximum goal of the operation, the Phantom Thieves are currently divided into groups of several people and are divided into several groups. They are busy in different halls and subways. With.
Shimabukuro Kimie, who has outstanding personal ability, took Noah's Ark on standby in the subway. He made a detailed route plan for tonight's goal and waited for Karasawa to give the accurate name. Complete the effect linkage immediately.
The remaining people, together with Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had just developed the ability to navigate another world and had not yet awakened, stayed near the venue, concentrating on sniping the guests present who were highly related to the Twin Towers skyscraper.
Oki Iwamatsu, Tokiwa Mio and the like are people who have been highly bound to the interests of the Twin Towers skyscrapers. Naturally, the location of the palace is inseparable from these two high-rise buildings, as is Ruzuki Fengshui.
But now, the hard-spoken and soft-hearted old man has convinced himself cooperatively, and they are working non-stop to deal with the others.
Always paying attention to the health bars and combat status of his teammates, Tang Ze's narrowed eyes flickered with light.
Wherever he is, the Phantom Thieves are there. Even if he does not join the real battle, he has many ways to provide support to everyone.
"27, 28... Hmm!" Mouri Kogoro was still concentrating on counting when he was suddenly bumped into by a guest behind him.
He turned around in shock and saw that the person patted on his head was a baby who looked to be only about half a year old. The guest holding him was still whispering sorry with an apologetic face. He didn’t know what to say at the moment. What good.
At the moment when he was interrupted, as it was close to 30 seconds, one after another people began to raise the flags in their hands.
Mouri Kogoro, who was no longer sure where he had counted, closed his eyes and raised his hand.
"Oh! That..." Mio Tokiwa said after confirming the time, and was about to name the closest guest. When the stopwatch in the secretary's hand reached 30 o'clock, suddenly there were several people in the room at the same time. Individuals raised their hands.
Mio Tokiwa's smile froze for an unknown number of times, feeling that she was extremely unlucky tonight.
You shouldn’t have chosen this unlucky day!
It’s all the Phantom Thieves’ fault. Why did they focus on her, a poor person who had managed to gain a living space for herself and was in a dilemma? She had to forcefully advance tonight’s banquet under the coercion and inducement of the mastermind behind the scenes. .
Of course she is afraid, and of course she doesn’t want to, but she has noticed too many things wrong in the cooperation and knows better that if she refuses, she will not survive tonight.
It's all my father's fault, it's all my fault Oki Iwamatsu, it's all my fault...Moori Kogoro!
Tokiwa Mio glared bitterly at Mouri Kogoro, who was holding the flag high, and tried to calm down his expression.
"Oh, I can't believe it. Four guests raised their hands almost at the same time. Tonight's banquet is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon."
It is clear that everyone in the venue is Hearing this, Karasawa, who was pretending to be someone, couldn't help but look at Mio Tokiwa with approval. It is said that a wise man will make a mistake every time he thinks, and a fool will make a gain after every thought. Look, isn't this very sharp?
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"Beautiful attack!"
"Keep breathing, senior, I'm disrupting the opponent's spirit."
"Aiming at the weak point——!" It's no longer possible to tell whether teammates are assisting. Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was still causing trouble for himself, shouted loudly, "Fire now!"
"Yes, the leader has sent a signal."
"Okay, then hold on tight. !" Zhu Fu Jingguang took a deep breath, grabbed the hook in his hand, and jumped straight out from the high rooftop.
The moment his feet left the ground and jumped into the air, the monster, which was made of flesh and blood and covered hundreds of meters of tall buildings, turned its cold pupils towards him.
And Zhu Fu Jingguang has been waiting for this moment.
"Bang——"
Sparks shot out from the muzzle of the sniper rifle.
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"Bang——"
As the four winners were invited to the stage one by one, the employees who had prepared the salute still looked at each other at a loss, but instinctively opened the boxes filled with ribbons in their hands. paper tube.
As colorful streamers fell from the top of the stage, Mio Tokiwa applauded with a smile, and took a deep breath as he watched the four people queuing up to the stage.
In the past, she felt that she was strong enough and unyielding enough, and that she was a captain who could lead the group through all kinds of storms.
Tonight, she realized that it was because her past self did not understand what real suffering was.
Thinking of those threatening calls made through the voice changer, thinking of Kogoro Mori's distrustful gaze, and thinking of Suzuki Sonoko's dizzying watch, it took her a few seconds to adjust her vocal cords before she dared to raise the phone.
If she didn't do this, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but let out a scream before speaking.
"A few very powerful people. There are famous detectives, and more importantly, there are children with great prospects." Mio Tokiwa described this, and she even admired her own calmness, " Now, it’s up to you to guess the top spot in pairs. As for everyone else, don’t worry, in addition to the grand prize and mountain bikes, we’ve also prepared cash coupons and other gifts from the group, so don’t worry about leaving empty-handed. . ”
The guests applauded and praised the atmosphere of the Joban Group, and several groups of relatives and friends even made a series of noises.
“I knew Ayumi could do it! Wow!”
"Mountain biking, great!"
"Your dad still has this kind of talent, Xiaolan? I really can't tell."
"I don't know...well, maybe, Because he is a policeman after all?"
"Tsk, Yusuke..."
"Huh, forget it, Karasawa, even my eldest cousin is...how old... ”
"Huh? What did you just say? Haibara?"
"I said, it's so boring."
Walking on his own stilts, Karasawa's height is almost 55 times the same as Shuichi Akai's. My brother, who was dressed as Iwai Munehisa and never forgot to wear a peaked cap when he came to the banquet, shook his head in his heart.
If Toru Amuro was not here, Shuichi Akai might not even participate in the game.
Hey, adults are strangely competitive.
Having said that, when he turned around and prepared to play guessing games with him, Tangze took a breath, became very serious, and began to observe the other person's micro-expressions.
Since Iwai Munehisa's character fits well with Akai Shuichi, the disguise mask he made for Akai Shuichi still fits well.
Although it is slightly difficult to completely see the direction of the opponent's facial muscles, considering that I am also wearing a disguise mask, it is fair, just and open for everyone to be on the same starting line.
With an inexplicable seriousness, the two people raised their hands for guessing.
On the other side, Mouri Kogoro looked at an elementary school girl who was less than waist high, blinked, and had to bend down in a slightly spoiled image.
There's no way, it would be too much like bullying a child otherwise.
“Okay, get ready—”
Mio Tokiwa was about to give the order again when the crowd exclaimed and rang first.
When she heard the commotion, her mood was already fluctuating violently. With a flick of her wrist, the microphone hit the stage floor heavily.
A harsh buzzing noise came from the speaker, as if dubbing an unexpected scene in the field.
Tokiwa Mio turned her head suddenly, her hanging heart finally died.
From the height of the stage, you can clearly see the situation in the entire audience. Daiki Iwasong, who was sweating in cold sweat, was covering his heart and sitting on the ground with a pale face.
As if he couldn't breathe, he opened his mouth wide and exhaled and inhaled forcefully. Despair was oozing out of his bloodshot eyes, and all kinds of complex emotions were intertwined on his face.
He was clearly panting, but he didn't say a word, as if there were different wills competing for the right to speak.
The Phantom Thieves must be the Phantom Thieves of the Heart——!
Tokiwa Mio covered her mouth and suppressed the same desperate cry.
"Mr. Omu, Mr. Omu, are you okay?" Amuro Tooru, who was guarding the crowd, squeezed through the surrounding walls, bent down first, and pulled Omu Isomatsu involuntarily, who was about to lie on the ground. " What's wrong with you, are you having difficulty breathing, or is there something else going on?"
Damu Yansong, who was already frightened, was grabbed by his cold leather gloves and turned over with a crunch when he saw his face. He rolled his eyes, as if he was letting out too much air and not taking in enough air.
"Everyone, please spread out and don't crowd around here! Representative Oki may have suffered from some respiratory emergency!" Toru Amuro, who was pretending, said anxiously, "Please come with a few more people. Let’s take Mr. Oki to Building B first!”
Building A, as the office building of Joban Group, does not have complete emergency evacuation channels and first aid equipment like Building B, which has more commercial functions. In order to facilitate first aid, It is indeed a better choice to drag the suspected sick person to Building B first.
No one, including Mio Tokiwa, thought there was anything wrong with his statement. Two or three waiters quickly pushed a dining cart over to use as a temporary flat bed and lifted the person up.
"Um, I'm a doctor——" Someone among the guests soon came out, wanting to step forward and check on Omu Yansong who was starting to twitch.
Toru Amuro, who was well prepared, calmly raised his hand and stopped the other party from approaching: "But we are not within the scope of the hospital now. Do you have a special first aid certificate?"
No. The guest who thought that first aid would be blocked was stunned: "Well, no..."
"Then I can't let you come into contact with him. You also know that the medical practitioner certificate has a scope of practice, and it is done here. When it comes to first aid, everyone will face some ethical risks." Toru Amuro smiled apologetically and said in a professional manner, "Building B has emergency personnel prepared by the hotel, so I won't bother you."
The doctor naturally became speechless and silently retreated into the crowd.
The reliable Toru Amuro and the other two waiters pushed Oki Iwamatsu towards the elevator. At the same time, the first list that had been edited was sent with the click of his finger. go out.
【Oki Isomatsu has been changed by the Phantom Thieves. 】
“Still so cruel, Bourbon.” In the chaos, watching the blond figure striding away, Akai Shuichi shook his head gently.
Hearing his soft sigh, Karasawa nodded in agreement.
Oki Iwamatsu, a fat-headed guy, seemed to have failed in a wave of physical first aid.
(End of this chapter)