"Conan? Wake up... Conan? How are you? Conan!"
"Well!"
Someone's call kept echoing in his ears, and his originally dazed consciousness was gradually awakened. Conan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
"That's great, I wish I could wake up..." Seeing that he finally woke up, Kananko Shimazaki breathed a sigh of relief.
"But Sister Nanzi... ugh! My head hurts!"
Conan looked at Conanko Shimazaki, whose clothes were disheveled, in confusion. Just as Conan was about to ask something, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
He subconsciously raised his hand and touched it. There was a big bump at the painful location. He didn't know where he hit it.
[By the way, there seemed to be an explosion outside just now...]
Raising his hands to cover his head, Conan gradually recalled what happened before he fell into coma.
After the explosion, the building was severely affected, and he, the lightest of the three, was unable to stand firm amid the violent shaking.
It was Kananko Shimazaki who held him back, but the bookshelf behind them soon fell towards them due to violent shaking.
The last thing Conan remembered was that Kogoro Mouri rushed over and pushed him and Kananko Shimazaki away...
"Where's uncle?!" Recalling this, Conan asked quickly.
"Mr. Mori... is still pressed under the bookshelf."
Following Kananko Shimazaki's gaze, Conan looked at Kogoro Moori who was pressed under the bookshelf next to him, with only his head and chest exposed.
【Oops! Uncle, he...]
All kinds of brand-new books were scattered randomly on the floor. Conan, whose face suddenly turned pale, ran over and crawled over, tremblingly reaching out to explore the side of Mouri Kogoro's neck.
【Very good! 】
Feeling the still strong pulse on the side of Mouri Kogoro's neck, Conan raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, sat down on the ground, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
The person is not dead, just fainted...
Of course, if we keep suppressing it like this, something will really happen.
With this thought in mind, Conan tried to lift the big bookshelf, but it didn't work at all.
This bookshelf by Hiromichi Moriyama is obviously genuine, not some defective stuff filled with wood waste. It is quite heavy, and it is estimated that even Shimazaki Kananko, let alone him, would not be able to lift it.
"I've tried it before. It's impossible for the two of us to lift this bookshelf." At this time, Kananko Shimazaki came over, with a look of worry and guilt on her face.
If she could have reacted in time, Mouri Kogoro might not have...
"If we just relied on the strength of the two of us, it would really be impossible to lift it."
Conan took a look at the structure of this bookshelf.
Nice, no back panel.
"well?"
Under Shimazaki Kananko's puzzled gaze, Conan quickly stood up and took off his coat, and at the same time quickly scanned the room.
Due to the previous explosion, this office is now in chaos. The sofas and tables that were originally arranged in an orderly manner are now crowded together, and all kinds of debris are thrown everywhere.
There were even horrific cracks in many places on the wall, and the section under the window even cracked open, causing wall dust and glass fragments to scatter all over the floor.
[Okay, it’s you. 】
Selecting this section of the cracked wall, Conan took off the telescopic sling from his body, tied one end to the bookshelf, and tied the other end along the crack in the wall under the window.
During this process, Conan took a look at the situation outside the building.
[All the cross-sea bridges collapsed. Could it be because of the previous explosion? 】
"Please give way, Sister Kananzi."
After doing all this, after asking Kanan Shimazaki to step back, Conan pressed the button on the telescopic sling.
"Kaka!"
The sling quickly began to shrink, and as the rattling sounds on the bookshelf continued to sound, under Shimazaki Kananko's surprised eyes, this tiny sling actually pulled up the heavy bookshelf little by little.
What kind of black technology is this?
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound of hitting the ground, and under the action of this powerful little sling, the bookshelf was finally pulled up completely.
Stopping the retractable sling in time, Conan quickly ran to the still unconscious Mouri Kogoro and carefully checked his whole body.
"call……"
After confirming that there were really no serious injuries on Kogoro Mouri's body, Conan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there is no need to worry that Xiaolan will really become a single-parent family...
"But Sister Nanzi, do you know what happened with the explosion just now? What happened in Clover Villa?"
Only then did he finally have the intention to care about what happened after he fell into coma.
"..."
"Shimazaki Kananko?"
In the Dongye underground parking lot, Bai Hejing frowned slightly after hearing the name.
"Well, it sounds like Xiaoqin is the architect who designed this Clover Villa."
As soon as Bai Heqing finished speaking, a picture came on the small screen of her communication device.
The picture shows a beautiful woman wearing a light blue women's suit, with a beauty mark on the corner of her mouth. She looks a few years older than Bai Hajing.
【It is indeed her. 】
After all, he was the architect of Clover Villa. Bai Hejing had seen an interview program about this person on TV before coming to this memorial meeting.
So she is also a member of the organization?
Of course, what really made Bai Hejing frown was not Shimazaki Kananko's identity, but a piece of information about Shimazaki Kananko that she heard from Mao Lilan when she was at the rock field.
"This person seems to have lost her memory." Bai Hejing said.
"Amnesia?" Bai Heqing was a little curious.
"Well, according to the information obtained from the Maori family, they found her on the street this morning. At that time, she had already lost her memory. She couldn't remember anything and only responded to the name Clover Villa."
"Yeah..." Bai Heqing was silent after hearing this. He had some doubts about whether the amnesia of this organization member was related to what happened at Clover Villa today.
"I will try to investigate." Bai Hejing replied, knowing what he was thinking.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."
"Yes, if there are special circumstances, I will contact you again."
After ending the call between the two, Bai Hejing put the phone back.
【Can I only rely on myself...】
She looked down at the two suitcases in the trunk, dazed for a moment.
A bright red image flashed through her mind, reviving her consciousness.
"call……"
Sure enough, she was still better at acting alone.
Opening the suitcase on the far left, Bai Hejing took a look at the sniper rifles that had been dismantled into parts and neatly stacked inside. After a brief hesitation, he covered the box again.
[Forget it, it’s not convenient to use a sniper rifle for this operation. 】
After putting the plywood back together and then putting all the sundries back, Bai Hejing closed the trunk, pressed the car lock, picked up the suitcase that was originally placed at her feet, and quickly left the underground parking lot.
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(End of chapter)
