One side of Conan's face was pressed against the cold ground, and blood mixed with rain flowed into his eyes. The broken lenses were like a filter, making everything look so blurry.
He barely maintained his consciousness and did not fall into coma. He had no strength to resist, so he could only let the other party lift him up, and then fell into a sunken pothole again.
The shovel scooped up pieces of dirt mixed with garbage and covered him.
Snapped…
Snapped…
Snapped……
The whole world was drowned by this sound, making people feel depressed and dull.
Torso, arms, thighs, calves...
A piece of cement tile happened to be pressed on the shoulder, and the end was supported by the big head to form an unstable triangle, leaving a breathing space just below the soil that covered the body.
Have a sweet dream, kid...
Ye Geng put Mao Lilan back on the unicycle.
The swing he just made was very clever, and the moment it came into contact with Conan's head, it turned into a blow. Through the blood after the skin was broken, the kid was injected with neurotoxin extracted from the spider steel needle.
Otherwise, with his strength, even if he couldn't kill the detective boy on the spot with a shovel, he would be directly concussed and fall into a coma.
In this way, there is no way to understand the situation of not knowing whether your childhood sweetheart is alive or dead, and you are buried alive.
"..."
Brief but real dreams constantly impacted Conan's thoughts.
His consciousness also swayed back and forth on the boundary between wakefulness and illusion.
Memories surface.
For a moment, he was in a trance, and he even thought that he had returned to Dorobika Paradise that day.
Shadow, gin, shovel, and stick.
The scene changes, but the same thing is that every frame shows him being knocked down with stick after stick.
The cycle repeats itself, but this time... he is no longer the only target targeted by those people!
"Well!"
A moan came out.
It seems like a long time has passed, but it seems like only a short time has passed.
Conan found that his body was no longer as heavy as it was at the beginning.
The facial expression that was distorted by pain and nightmares gradually calmed down. He opened his eyes and moved his eyeballs a few times, from being dull to becoming more alert.
"I...where is this..."
He tried to move his body, and immediately a few pieces of wet mud slipped from the gaps.
? !
Conan was startled. Only when most of his consciousness returned, did he remember his situation.
He secretly thought it was a fluke.
Since he landed on his side when he was thrown into the pothole, his hands and feet were already numb. If he had done something like turning over due to carelessness, once the cement tiles supporting his shoulders and face slipped, The remaining time was only enough for him to pray for a good birth in his next life and continue to be a detective to catch his killer.
A pair of broken tracking glasses, a bow-tie voice changer, a watch without anesthesia needles, foot strength-enhancing shoes, a telescopic sling and a mobile phone are all the props he has on him at the moment.
It can only be this way……
Half a minute later, a black shadow suddenly popped up on the ground covered with dirt and garbage, and then fell to the ground without any fancy.
After a while.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Conan panted for a while before reluctantly getting up.
He took off his glasses with broken lenses and looked around. The man had left.
He didn't know why, but this feeling of failure that he had nowhere to focus on gave him a familiar feeling.
Conan dragged his somewhat shaky body for a few steps.
At this time, he suddenly saw an ugly-looking sea cucumber mobile phone pendant not far in front of him, falling next to a mound.
That's... Xiaolan's!
Thoughts exploded.
Conan's face was as pale as paper, and he stumbled over and threw himself on the mound mixed with garbage.
He kept scratching with his hands, and his uncontrollable thoughts kept telling him one thing.
Xiaolan is below, Xiaolan is below!
His fingers were scratched by large pieces of rough sand, and when he reached the back, his two arms were waving back and forth like a machine.
The soil was cleared bit by bit, revealing a section...
"A-water pipe?"
Conan was stunned, and then he discovered that there happened to be a faucet not far from where he was digging the hole.
The conflict between reality and imagination caused the detective boy, who was just holding his breath, to collapse on the ground with his legs weak.
His body trembled slightly.
Even he himself couldn't tell clearly whether this was a normal reaction of fear or loss of strength...or maybe both.
…
Crime facts.
What is the reasonable means of transporting an unconscious person in full view of the public?
Yes, call an ambulance.
To be on the safe side, after sending Mao Lilan to the hospital, Ye Gengyi not only implanted a Trojan horse to use up her phone bill at once, but also "considerately" used half an anesthetic to ensure that the other party could have a good night's sleep.
"It's getting late..."
Ye Geng left the hospital and changed his disguise from the corner.
If he didn't have other things to do, he wouldn't mind treating the little detective a little longer.
Hey, Sherlock Holmes' disciple... let's just treat this as a preview. I really don't understand how many lessons it takes to know how powerful it is.
Ignore the Death student who came to London to spread the incident for the time being.
Ye Gengyi returns to Sunak as Don Stark.
At first glance, the environment inside the hotel didn't seem to have changed much, but there was obviously a hint of blood in the air.
Ye Gengyi was sure that this was not a sensory illusion... no bullet holes were seen, was it just an ordinary physical conflict?
Returning to the guest room, he directly asked a certain Kaitou boy about the specific situation.
"Oh, there was a group of people who insisted on asking the hotel to give a clear explanation of what happened at the port, and then the leader had his nose broken by several security guards."
Kuroba Kaito stirred the juice in the cup with a straw, hesitated slightly, and tentatively said:
"Well, I watched the live TV show. Minerva Glass won the tennis match. But I didn't see that famous detective again. Brother, how did you handle it over there..."
"Buried people alive." Ye Gengyi said.
"puff!"
Kuroba Kaito squirted a mouthful of juice on the table:
"Huh?! Bro, are you kidding me?"
"Well, that matter is not important..."
The main event is that the boy will find his childhood sweetheart in London... Ye Gengyi collected his thoughts and continued to discuss business:
"The timing is good. I thought I would do something more to stimulate their nerves tonight, but now it seems... we don't need it anymore."
"Ah? Brother, are you talking about that famous detective?" Kuroba Kaito was startled.
"I'm talking about that shipment."
Ye Gengyi has a dead fish eye:
"Now that someone has made trouble publicly, although the hotel's senior management will not be afraid of these provocations, in order to maintain their image and future business, even if it is just to show their strength, they will speed up the progress of smuggling. If my prediction is not bad, they will next Force is concentrated at the port to prevent sabotage."
"..."
Kuroba Kaito hesitated to speak.
"What expression?" Ye Geng glanced sideways.
"I still want to hear the part about the famous detective being buried alive..." Kuroba Kaito expressed his appeal.
"There's a chance." Ye Gengyi said.
Can you say no now... Kuroba Kaito was confused: "What chance, brother?"
"I'll bury you both together if I have a chance," Ye Gengyi said.
Kuroba Kaito: "..."
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