The throat was pinched tightly.
Conan instinctively tried to break away, but the disparity in strength between the two made his move useless.
Especially when he tried to pry open the hand that was like an iron pliers, the skin transmitted to the nerves turned out to be a metal-like touch.
Damn it... Damn it...
"Relax, let go..."
Conan hoarsely tried his best but couldn't even breathe out a word.
The calm expression on Ye Gengyi's face did not change at all, but the fingers that dug into the other person's flesh became deeper and deeper.
Conan could no longer make a sound, his face became distorted, and his lips began to tremble.
The world seemed to be spinning.
An indescribable pain spread quickly in his chest, mixed with the fear of suffocation. He opened his mouth and tried to breathe, but he couldn't pull out any air that could be sucked into his trachea. His throat was extremely painful, as if he would be completely wiped out at any time. crush.
Pulling becomes slapping.
Power turns to powerlessness.
soon.
The arms used to escape the restraints hung down to the sides, dancing irregularly, as if they were using another way to escape the suffocation.
It's a pity that such a move is of no use at all under the crushing force.
There was a hallucinatory ringing sound in the ears.
Conan's entire face turned purple, and his eyes under his lenses rolled rapidly. This behavior was unconscious. It was the body's defense mechanism reducing the control of other organs except the brain, thereby reducing oxygen consumption.
Just a few minutes.
In Conan's senses, it passed extremely slowly, as if the whole world was coming to a standstill.
There was a moment of clarity of consciousness.
But it gradually became blurry, as if the originally dark dock was now much brighter.
He saw the calm light shining in the man's eyes.
The atmosphere in the dock was also quiet, with only a few unclear sounds of waves crashing on the ship rang in my ears.
Ye Gengyi observed that the boy's struggle in his hands had become weaker and weaker, and not only his eyes but also his consciousness began to blur.
He casually let go of his hand.
"Cough cough cough..."
Conan suffered so much torture that his face was as pale as paper. He breathed in the long-lost air, and his nearly stagnant blood and thoughts began to flow.
At the same time, his chest began to surge, and he retched for a while, then raised his head and looked at the man in front of him with eyes full of horror.
Ye Gengyi responded to the other party's gaze with words:
"It's really no fun to kill you like this. I thought about it carefully. Since you are here, the few children with you should also be on this cruise ship. It has been a long time since I last saw them. I still miss them."
"What...are you going to...do..." Conan suppressed the fear in his heart and asked in a weak voice.
"It's so funny that you think your questions can be answered."
Ye Gengyi took out the strap with the timer again, adjusted the time on it to show it, and tied it on Conan's mouth like a shackle: "Alas...I am just too soft-hearted. I can’t see anything bloody. Fortunately, there is a morgue over there. It will depend on your luck later..."
"Well, uh uh uh..."
Conan made an inexplicable sound, but his struggle was destined to have no effect at all, and he could only be picked up again like an object.
…
Cold, cramped, and dark.
The light in front of him became narrower and narrower, and the atmosphere was as heavy as a boulder.
Morgue.
I'm afraid that any living person who is locked up in such a place while awake will feel horrified.
Conan is no exception.
The watch was taken away, and now he could only rely on the bright red countdown light on the timer in his mouth to observe his environment.
The foot-strengthening shoes are there, as are the retractable slings, bow-tie voice changer, and tracking glasses, but there's absolutely no room for improvement.
He had observed the structure of this inlaid refrigerated container before. There were thick steel plates on all sides of the cruise ship, and the only entrance position was designed and installed by the builder, Mihaniko Akiyoshi, for the sake of hull stability. A hydraulic door.
If he steps down, let alone breaking out of the door, he may only deform the fixed frame of the morgue, thus squeezing out the little living environment and oxygen.
But... speaking of oxygen.
Conan took out a foldable oxygen mask from his pocket and thought in amusement.
This should be the one that Sonoko used in the morning, because there were not many left, and everyone was paying attention to Sonoko's health at that time, so it was left here...
Fortunately, the man just left him aside when he opened the door of the morgue, so he had the opportunity to get this secretly.
In a state of shock, the golden rescue time is between a few minutes and an hour.
But... even so, if no one discovers him, he will be dead, because the countdown of the bomb in his mouth is exactly 60 minutes...
A soft-hearted person?
Is this so that his head will be blown off while he is in a coma...
Conan found a position that was as uncomfortable as possible and lay in the morgue... This time he really had no choice.
…
"Huh? Conan is missing."
Ye Gengyi appeared in the banquet hall with a can of coffee, and naturally joined the conversation of Dr. A Li and others:
"Isn't that kid always like this? Don't worry about him."
What if the little detective took the risk and tried to destroy the morgue with his foot-enhancing shoes?
Unfortunately... that's simply not possible.
Ye Geng had already destroyed the wiring inside his shoes.
Of course, it can still be started by turning the knob, but in the absence of a central controller, only an uncontrolled and regulated resistance movement is left, and the consequence is that the electromagnetic amplification becomes a solid electrotherapy.
"But, I heard his voice in the detective's armband before, and then the signal went out."
Hui Yuan Ai frowned.
She did bring spare tracking glasses, but because of the previous broadcast, as a 'child' she had to set an example for the other three people. Considering that if she went back to the room to get it, she would have to let the doctor and the others go with them, so it was really unnecessary. Taking everyone on an adventure for that uncertainty.
"Gengyi, how is the investigation going in the guest room?" Dr. Ali asked.
"A few minutes ago, a large amount of smoke suddenly came out of the former Prime Minister's room. The specific situation is not clear. After I heard the news, I immediately came back to the banquet hall to confirm your situation." Ye Gengyi said.
"Is there really a bomb?" The three little figures looked worried.
Is it so easy to stop discussing the missing little detective?
Ye Geng paused, as if thinking for a moment, and analyzed: "Not necessarily... Judging from the current situation, it should be a bluff. The other party may have other purposes."
(End of chapter)
