Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the criminal opened his mouth and asked the Metropolitan Police Department for five billion!
If it's 500 million, the Metropolitan Police Department might be able to give it to him, but 500 million is still cash... Haha, this criminal seems a bit sloppy.
The more Mu Mu Shisan thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was most likely the truth.
Of course, even if you think so in your heart, the Metropolitan Police Department will not slack off in its work.
After all, Kudo Shinichi was still a twelve-year-old boy. Megure Thirteen never expected to rely on him to find criminals, so he was not allowed to participate in the work of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Kudo Shinichi thought for a while, but he still couldn't sit idly by.
"Lan." Kudo Shinichi said to Mao Lilan a little apologetically, "You should go back first. I decided to investigate on my own."
Mao Lilan frowned and said disapprovingly: "A criminal who asked the Metropolitan Police Department to spend five billion in one breath and prepared a time bomb must be very dangerous. Besides, don't you want to go see Aunt Yukiko's movie?"
She tried to persuade Kudo Shinichi with Kudo Yukiko.
However, he wouldn't be Kudo Shinichi if he could be easily changed.
"You should go back as soon as possible." Kudo Shinichi said firmly, "We will contact you after we finish handling the matter here!"
After that, he didn't give Mao Lilan any chance to continue to dissuade him, and ran out alone.
Mao Lilan could only look at his back and feel angry.
Really, it’s like this again! When he encounters a case, Shinichi seems to be a different person!
…
The Westwood Building is worthy of being a newly built landmark building. All facilities inside are very complete and even use the most cutting-edge ventilation and lighting technology.
A few minutes later, the elevator stopped at the top floor.
In addition to the newly opened sky cinema, there are also cafes and a Michelin-recommended restaurant.
From the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have an unobstructed view of the bustling Tokyo.
There was a figure sitting on a wicker chair by the window, and his eyes covered by bangs seemed to be looking at the scenery outside the window. He was wearing a black trench coat that did not match the season, and his bright blond hair shone in the neon lights of the night.
Of course, the most important thing is that the cold aura about him that keeps strangers away is so familiar.
Ginjiu heard the movement and glanced sideways, then his eyes settled on Yu Jiang.
"Good evening." Yu Jiang was the first to say hello.
"Where are the things?" Seeing him approaching, Gin asked coldly.
Yujiang didn't deliberately embarrass him. He took out the well-kept check, put it on the table, and pushed it to Gin.
Gin was about to reach out to pick it up when he suddenly heard Yu Jiang say urgently: "Wait, keep this action and don't change it!"
Gin's movements froze.
Yu Jiang took out his mobile phone with his backhand, "clicked" at him and took a photo.
At that moment, Gin's reaction reached its limit. He subconsciously grabbed Yujiang's wrist and used the force of external twisting to push him down on the table. At the same time, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Yujiang's temple with his other hand.
"Click"
The phone fell to the ground.
Gin turned his head and saw clearly what was on the screen.
Um? Just a photo?
Yu Jiang's performance just now made him think that what he was holding was not a mobile phone but a shotgun!
"What's this?"
"Proof that I gave you the funds."
This position was not comfortable, and Yu Jiang felt his arms go numb in just a few seconds.
He finally saw the power of Gin, the ace of the action class.
However, Yu Jiang had no fear in his heart.
Gin let go of him, turned around and picked up the phone that fell to the ground. First he deleted his photos without ceremony, then stared at Yu Jiang and warned coldly: "Don't let me see this happen again!"
"Hey, hey~" Yujiang's attitude of admitting his mistake was very good, but this look became a provocation in Ginjiu's eyes.
Be patient, now is not the time to send this kid to meet the God of Death. There is no way he would shoot the candidate student just because Yu Jiang took a photo.
Yu Jiang rubbed his wrist and said in a relaxed and cheerful tone: "The mission is over, I can go back and deliver the work."
Before Yujiang was about to leave, Gin asked abruptly: "I heard that you want to join the special operations team?"
"Heard? Who said it?" Yu Jiang stopped and looked at Gin, the curve of his mouth showing undisguised sarcasm, "Piske?"
Seeing his attitude, Gin understood.
This matter should have been just wishful thinking on Pisk's part from beginning to end.
He should be happy to be able to choose his own team members, but at this moment Gin was not happy.
He seemed to be looked down upon by a newcomer who didn't even have a code name.
Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future...
Ginjiu thought about it, and was about to finish the glass of wine and leave, but found that Yu Jiang, who had left first, was still standing at the door of the elevator.
Seeing Ginjiu, Yu Jiang sighed and said helplessly: "It seems we can't go down for the time being."
As soon as Yu Jiang finished speaking, a deafening "boom" sounded. The floor of the Westwood Building shook, and the glass was affected by the shock wave, making a hunting sound.
Gin grabbed the railing on the side to stand steady, but in front of him, the guy with a mess of physical skills acted calmly.
bomb? This guy did it? !
Yujiang seemed to have guessed what Gin was thinking, and said with a smile: "I didn't do this, but I can more or less guess the identity of the mastermind behind it."
The sudden explosion seemed to have destroyed the building's power supply system. The entire top floor suddenly fell into darkness, and the elevator stopped running at the same time.
If they want to go down, they have to take the safe passage.
The premise is that this explosion is the end, not the beginning.
…
"boom--"
The violent explosion destroyed the first floor of the Westwood Building. Although the overall structure of the building remained stable, thick smoke and fierce flames quickly engulfed the lower floors.
The fire was so intense that even tourists shopping and dining in the nearby business district noticed the abnormality in the Westwood Building.
"Hey, do you think there's a fire over there?" a girl dressed as a student asked, pointing to the black and red smoke on the horizon.
Miyamoto Yumi heard the sound and looked around, slightly opening her mouth: "That, that seems to be the Westwood Building."
"Eh, eh? Did a fire break out on the first day the Westwood Building opened?!"
The companions quickly turned on their mobile phones to check the news.
At this time, forums and various news media put what happened at the Westwood Building on the front page.
No way, the newly opened Westwood Building has attracted much attention recently. In the afternoon, the governor of Tokyo came to preside over the ribbon-cutting ceremony, but it exploded and caught fire that night. This incident was serious enough to attract the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Miyamoto Yumi also learned from the news that the accident in the Westwood Building was not just a fire, but a more dangerous explosion.
"If there is an explosion on the first floor, how will the people above escape? Will the Metropolitan Police send a rescue helicopter?"
"Probably not. Although the Westwood Building has a helipad, there are so many people in the building. Even a helicopter can't rescue them all, right?"
