The helicopter was forced to take off. After flying around the roof of the building, it must have realized that the fire above could not be extinguished in a short time, and the helicopter was about to take off and leave.
The people below also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. While Mu Mu was panting, he was still thinking fiercely in his heart. The headquarters has sent people here, and coupled with strict monitoring, this time no matter what, this plane will be destroyed. The people on the plane were packed up and brought to justice.
It's a pity that no one gave him a chance.
In the building opposite, Gin was holding a sniper rifle with a murderous sneer on his lips. He aimed the scope at the propeller of the plane and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The helicopter shook for a moment, then tilted to one side the next moment. The propeller was damaged by a bullet from Gin, and the plane fell precariously.
There were some fire brigade teams below who were rushing to put out the fire. When they saw such a huge thing planted in the sky, they quickly ran away without anyone shouting. Fortunately, the citizens who escaped from the building were far away from the building and did not harm them.
The helicopter crashed to the ground, followed by an explosion, and the bottom turned into a sea of fire again.
Gin put away his sniper rifle with satisfaction and turned his attention to Building A again.
Porter…
Kuroki Jin didn't know that Gin would immediately help him take revenge. He was still analyzing what kind of evildoer the person above was.
First of all, Gin is naturally excluded. He wouldn't have put so much effort into killing himself. Then excluding Bourbon, he had no reason to kill himself.
What's more, just now on the communication bridge on the 60th floor, Bourbon had already stood on it. If he hadn't run to the other side by a second or two, he might have been thrown to death before Kuroki Jin was killed.
This was not about killing him, it was about exchanging his own life for that of Kuroki Ren.
After excluding these two, he doesn't have many options left. Not many people can subcontract a Metropolitan Police plane in Japan. If the FBI takes a diplomatic approach, maybe it can, but it will definitely not be as sneaky as it is now, so the only remaining option is Two options.
One is the group of people who acted tonight. Although Kuroki Jin guessed that they were Bourbon's men and people from the public security, the public security did not belong to Bourbon alone.
Bourbon might just want the disk in his hand, and if nothing else, he could ambush Gin and retreat as soon as it doesn't work. He would rather figure it out slowly than directly break up like now.
But the public security force is not just one of Bourbon's opinions. Bourbon's opinions may not influence the entire public security system.
Kuroki Ren guessed that this person, one of whom was the police, wanted to take action here to completely solve Gin's serious problem, but in the end it was Kuroki Ren who was left behind. They seized the opportunity and took action.
Of course this is very unlikely.
Then the second one is the most likely, someone in the organization took action.
No matter if he wanted to kill Gin or Kuroki Jin. Kuroki Jin focused his suspicion on the people who couldn't deal with Gin. When he thought about it carefully, he found that it seemed that except for a few of them, no one in the organization could deal with Gin.
Kuroki Ren: "..."
"Now you go back to the venue on the 75th floor and wait for a while." Mumu took over the voice on the phone there, "Wait until the fire above is extinguished, and then I will send someone to pick you up."
"The fire below will not go up in a short period of time."
Megure's method seems to be the best method at this stage, but Kuroki Jin knows it won't work.
He moved his injured left arm and found that it was bandaged surprisingly well, but until now he had not realized that it was not bandaged by himself but by Haibara Ai and Ayumi.
Kuroki Jin had already reached the seventy-fifth floor. He interrupted Megure's words and whispered: "I'm afraid we don't have that much time."
He moved the neatly arranged wine bottles, and a red light suddenly flashed on the originally dark wine cabinet, which was a time bomb.
"Blow...a bomb?!"
"What?" Memu heard the children's calls over there, but still asked again unsurely.
Kuroki Jin has already gone around the venue and found no less than ten bombs hidden in the venue.
"The bombs are going to detonate in about six minutes, and that's enough to blow this whole floor up."
"There should be tools at the scene." Toru Amuro reacted quickly. There must be various tools prepared for a banquet of this level. He said quickly: "The bomb should be just an ordinary time bomb. You can defuse it... "
"This amount..." Kuroki Jin looked at the children who were rummaging through the entire venue and said softly with a desperate smile: "Even if Matsuda Jinpei is resurrected, it won't be able to dismantle it."
His voice was very soft, like a fairy sound floating down from the sky, yet it seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds. It was the kind of voice that didn't have to be hoarse but was lifeless.
Toru Amuro seemed to feel like something hit his heart hard. Kuroki Jin had always been cheerful and optimistic. When was the last time he spoke in such a voice?
Yes, he remembered, it was when he was telling himself that Idahang passed away.
He thought of Date Hang, Matsuda Jinpei, and Hagiwara Kenji and Morofushi Kagemitsu.
The best time in his life was in the police academy. When the five of them were together, it seemed as if they could do anything as long as they were together.
Although he is the only one left now, he is still working hard and moving forward carrying what he has learned from his companions.
It was an accident that he made friends with Kuroki Jin along the way, but it has to be said that after having more friends like Kuroki Jin, Toru Amuro gradually came out of the shadow of Kagemitsu's death.
But now, is even Kuroki Jin going to die?
"The fire below has already reached the 50th floor. Even if we go downstairs and hide in the middle of the 60th floor, we will only have ten to fifteen minutes if we go up and down together. And there are no two fires on the roof. Hours can’t be extinguished at all.”
"We have no escape."
Kuroki Ren announced his death sentence, and he looked at the innocent children with a helpless expression. Although he himself was probably dragged down, these children were even more innocent. They were about to die just for attending a banquet.
There was silence on the other side of the phone, and Kuroki Jin was sitting on the floor with his back against a table, in front of him was the building's biggest selling point - Mount Fuji at night.
The position he was sitting in was a bit off. In front of him was the connection between the two windows. The originally unified Mount Fuji looked like it was divided.
Kuroki Ren was stunned for a moment, thinking of the Ruyue Peak Water that had not been found so far, and seemed to understand something.
"Brother Ren."
Ayumi walked towards him with his mobile phone and handed it to Kuroki Jin, "Brother Amuro has something to tell you."
"It's already that time." Kuroki Ren took the phone, "What's wrong, the last five minutes to say goodbye?"
"You're a big loser," Toru Amuro scolded back, "We just discussed it here and think there is a way we can try."
The method was proposed by Conan. When he saw Kogoro Mouri, he thought of the lucky sports car that won the lottery. If the performance of the sports car itself plus the impact of the bomb might be able to fly over.
On the roof of Building B just opposite is a dome-shaped swimming pool that can be opened. After the sports car flies over, it will not be damaged by a secondary impact.
Kuroki stood up from the ground and took a look at the red sports car that was in a conspicuous position in the middle. He also visually measured the distance from the building here to the other side, and shook his head without hope.
"However, I also thought of a way."
Kuroki looked at the sports car and spoke softly to the other end of the phone.
