Such a large-scale explosion would definitely require a large amount of bombs. How on earth did the person who killed Calvados deliver such a large amount under his nose?
Curacao, who was walking on the scorched earth, took out his gloves and put them on. He stroked the broken walls among the ruins with a heavy face, trying to find the center point of the explosion.
Finally, she stopped at one point, squatted down and carefully observed the unfamiliar debris piled among the rubble at her feet.
"This is……?"
Grenade?
No, this shouldn't be a grenade.
One thought after another kept floating through his mind. Curacao, who was stroking the fragments, hadn't thought about it for long when his cell phone rang again——
"Hello?"
"Calvados' body has been cleared, Curacao."
Hearing this, Curaçao's expression suddenly tightened: "What did you analyze?"
"There were three fatal gunshot wounds on his body: the neck, temple and heart. Judging from the bruises on the body, Calvados should have had a fierce argument with his killer before he died. fight.
"In other words, a unilateral beating."
The voice coming from the phone made Curacao blink: "A unilateral beating?"
"Yes, we did not find any clues on Calvados's body that could help us catch the murderer. At the same time, there were no signs of being tied or restrained, and there were no internal tests on Calvados' body. out of any pharmaceutical ingredients.
"This can only explain one thing. Facing this mysterious murderer, Calvados, who was sober, had no power to fight back. He couldn't even catch a trace of dandruff and was knocked down. He was shot three more times."
"..."
Curaçao, who was lost in thought, fell silent. Then, as if he had thought of something, he said, "Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Curacao decisively accessed his mailbox and sent an encrypted email to his boss, Rum.
"Ding~"
Suddenly, the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground hit her cochlea accurately——
Turning around, I saw an exquisite grenade rolling on the scorched earth!
——? !
who? !
Without enough time to think about it, Curaçao, who had quick eyes and quick hands, instinctively chose to dodge!
boom! ! !
The moment the explosion sounded, the intense flames filled the ruins again. The building that was already crumbling in the last explosion collapsed completely!
Boom! ! !
The sudden collapse of the broken bricks and tiles immediately alarmed the romantic and free Parisians, who held their heads and raised their hands as if they had encountered another terrorist attack.
The belatedly arriving Paris police once again set up a cordon. Outside the cordon, three figures standing side by side disappeared into the crowd of onlookers, gradually moving away from the scene of the crime.
"We don't have much bomb stock left. If we continue to use it like this, I'm afraid I'll have to doubt your ability to fulfill your promise to me."
"Relax, Pramya. No one knows Tokyo and the Tokyo police better than me. If you don't believe it, you can ask the woman next to me."
The man with one hand in his pocket was chewing gum and had a blue suit draped over his shoulder in one hand. Inside the open collar of his white shirt, a terrifying tattoo can be vaguely seen.
The short-haired woman who quietly trailed behind Pramya on her right also glanced at him expressionlessly, not knowing what she was thinking.
"For the sake of intelligence, I was willing to believe you. But during this period, you have been consuming my bomb stock and money, which is contrary to my goal."
The woman codenamed Pramya's face darkened. Before she could continue speaking, the murmur from behind instantly made her hair stand on end——
"We have already died once, Pramya. If you don't want to be buried with us, you'd better keep your mouth shut." A bandaged hand placed on Pramya's shoulder, speaking in a low voice. The voice made Pramya look fierce, but when she saw the numerous pinpricks on the back of her hands, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.
"Okay, okay, don't scare our beautiful Ms. Pramya. After all, we are Avengers with the same goal."
The man who blew the bubble still spoke without looking back.
"Can you attack anyone who has the same goal as yours?"
As soon as these words came out, Pramya didn't get angry, but the woman with short hair and leather skirt walking behind her looked sarcastic: "He is also a policeman."
"You'd better not mention him in front of me, Nahara Monáe." The man walking at the front said with a dark expression: "He is just a small policeman from the First Investigation Division and has no qualifications to participate in the leak of the list."
The woman named Minna Yuna had gloomy eyes: "Oikawa Kunihiko, all my family members are dead!"
"Me too!"
Oikawa Kunihiko stopped, his calm eyes piercing Nahara Monáe: "Are you planning to morally kidnap him in front of me? Don't forget that I pulled you out of the crematorium that was about to be closed."
"So what? How long can you and I live like this?" Thinking of that man, Monáe Nahara suppressed the surge of emotions in her heart: "We will all die when the neutralizing potion is used up."
"So what does this have to do with him? Can't we just kill everyone who deserves to be killed?"
Oikawa Kunihiko raised his hand and glanced at the pinholes on the back of his hand, and sighed secretly: "He is just a small policeman from the First Investigation Division, Nanyuan."
"I know."
"..."
Oikawa Kunihiko shook his head helplessly: "Okay, okay, calm down your temper, it's time to go to Mexico."
Pramya on the side frowned when he heard this: "Wait a minute, how many countries are you going to? When exactly are you going to Tokyo?"
"After going to Mexico, we will go to Tokyo. There is too much commotion here in France. The other party may be wary. They will blow up a place I know in Mexico and then go back to Tokyo to kill people."
Oikawa Kunihiko turned his head and looked directly into Pramya's eyes: "When the time comes, you will kill yours and I will kill mine."
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"What did you say?!"
Tokyo, Metropolitan Police Department, Investigation Section 1, Department 3 office area.
After receiving the call from his subordinates, Megure Thirteen's eyes immediately kicked at his boss's. The uncontrollable high-pitched sound made the workers who were doing emergency repairs look at him sideways: "Are you sure, brother Uehara?!"
The other end of the phone is in the ward of Mihua Central Hospital.
Uehara Katsumi, who was so shaken by the high-pitched sound that he almost threw his phone away, couldn't help but pick his ears, and said under the gaze of several people: "Make sure, Sato and I are in the hospital now, and the matching of kidney sources has been completed. But Miyano Shiho couldn’t hold on until the operation started and died.”
"...where is the body?"
"It has been sent to the morgue for our police to keep and review. However, my suggestion is not to keep it for too long. After all, her sister Miyano Akemi is still our tainted witness. Considering her emotions, it is better to cremate her as soon as possible."
"Well, thank you and Sato for your hard work. I will report this matter to Minister Odagiri."
As soon as he finished speaking, Megure Thirteen had already hung up the phone, and Katsuki Uehara breathed a sigh of relief before stuffing his phone back into his pocket.
Seeing this, Miyano Akemi couldn't help but bow, her brows full of uncontrollable gratitude: "Thank you, thank you, Officer Uehara!"
"You don't need to be so polite. Once the fact that your sister has become smaller is exposed, the consequences may be very serious indeed. You have to be cautious."
Uehara Katsuki waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to care about this, and then turned to look at his friend who was still holding the death report. He smiled and put his hand on his shoulder: "Thank you, Narumi. I'll treat you to dinner later."
"Thank you. Every time you invite me to dinner, nothing good happens."
Aso Shimi, who returned, glared at him angrily: "Do you know that it is illegal to falsify a death report?"
He went to the morgue, and when he came back, he saw a shrunken Miyano Shiho and a smiling Uehara who approached him and asked for his help in forging a death report.
Katsuki Uehara still smiled playfully: "The police and the people are cooperating. If anyone dares to say that you have broken the law, I will arrest him directly."
"The question is, what should Miss Miyano Shiho do next?"
Sato Miwako, who also understood the stakes, frowned: "Miss Akemi participated in our witness protection plan. If a seven or eight-year-old child suddenly appears next to her, it will definitely attract the attention of others."
It's not possible to find an ordinary family to foster her. People like Miyano Shiho said there is a certain danger.
"I thought, I could give it a try and have a place to live if I could."
Just when Sato Miwako was still thinking, Miyano Shiho on the hospital bed spoke, his expression still as indifferent, but his tone was a little less cold than when he first woke up: "There is a person who has the same experience as me. "
"Same experience as you?"
Sato Miwako was shocked: "Are you sure?!"
Besides Miyano Shiho, is there anyone in this world whose body has shrunk? !
"Yes, I'm sure."
Twisting a few loose strands of hair behind her ears with her small hands, the calm Miyano Shiho raised his eyes and looked at the man who was also looking at her curiously, his words full of determination.
From the moment Katsumi Uehara didn't want to hear about Aptx-4869, she suspected that the policeman seemed to know something about APTX-4869.
"I'm going to file the death report, and you guys can chat." Aso Miki, who had had his worldview subverted, was curious about who the other person was, but he still chose to withdraw with self-awareness.
A few minutes later, Conan, who was still playing football and thinking about problems in Tedan Elementary School, received a call from Katsumi Uehara, and his expression suddenly changed——
"Officer Uehara?! How is the Metropolitan Police Department?! I saw the news, it said that the Metropolitan Police Department was bombed! Was it done by a black organization?!"
"Well, your version of information needs to be updated. But do you have time now? Come to Mihua Central Hospital?"
Conan frowned when he heard that he was going to the hospital: "Are there many police casualties?"
"Oh, no, the main reason is that a patient of yours has come to Mihua Central Hospital. I think you two can have a good discussion about your condition."
"..."
ps: I got drunk and fell asleep. I slept until this afternoon.
Fortunately, I don't have to work today on Sunday.
Set up a small bowl~
(End of chapter)
