bestfiction Chapter 743 Sleepiness is normal
Chapter 743 Sleepiness is normal
...Being knocked out is much better than running up to face the Black Organization.
Conan exhaled, then raised his eyes to look at the young man in disguise in front of him, "Speaking of which, does Bertrand know you're here?"
Hearing this, Bechfinger shook his head, "He doesn't know."
Conan thought silently for a while, then turned and ran to the top of the tower, "Stay here and don't run around! I'll be back soon!"
Bechfinger: "??? You haven't given up on getting the memory card yet?!"
He stared at Conan's back with wide eyes, and stood there as if he was irritated by Conan's stubbornness.
Bechfinger held his forehead in silence, then chased after Conan.
Ha, it's impossible to stay where you are!
On the other side, on a helicopter.
Bertrand played with the butterfly in his hand, raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned, "Are you going to kill him, Qin-chan?"
Gin snorted coldly and didn't answer.
"Oh, it's a pity to kill him, isn't it? After all, he is quite capable." Bertrand said with a trace of regret and entanglement on his face, "But he pointed a gun at me before."
"How about we teach him a lesson?"
Bertrand muttered to himself as he tossed the butterfly in his hand.
Chianti and Cohen, who were standing nearby, were afraid that this thing would suddenly go off and kill all the people on their helicopter.
"Gin-chan, what do you think would be better?" The distressed Bertrand went straight to Gin and asked.
"I think it would be more convenient to kill him." Gin responded coldly.
"Eh? So cruel?" Bertrand frowned. "I think it would be better to remove the hand that is pointing the gun at me."
Hearing this, the other members in the helicopter except Gin said: …
From the perspective of a member of an organization, having one's hands and feet disabled seems a bit more cruel.
Bertrand giggled and said nothing more, just watching from the side.
Gin asked Ireland through the phone to hold up the memory card in his hand, and then asked Chianti to do it.
The bullet destroyed the memory card in his hand and went straight through his shoulder.
It neither hit the point nor taught him a lesson.
Bertrand's eyes lit up, and he put his arms around Gin's neck, "Hey, let out the rope and pull him up~"
Gin coldly slapped his hand away and asked Vodka to get closer to the tower and put down the rope ladder.
Ireland covered his bleeding wound and glanced at the lowered rope ladder. He knew that the shot just now was a warning, and he endured the pain and climbed into the helicopter silently.
Glancing at the smiling Bertrand and the indifferent Gin, Ireland sat down silently beside them, covering his wound in an attempt to reduce the bleeding.
The helicopter was about to retreat, but Gin caught a glimpse of Conan running up, narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand to ask Vodka to stop.
"If there is anyone else, just shoot and kill him."
"clear."
So the scene in the original work where the Tokyo Tower was shot down appeared.
"Wow~" Bertrand looked at it happily and made comments from time to time.
Ireland turned around and took a glimpse. Seeing Bertrand's excited look, he immediately understood what the young man meant by "not enough fun".
Berger followed Conan quietly.
At this moment, Toru Amuro, who had changed his appearance, and Keimitsu Morobushi, who had also changed his appearance, had driven to the bottom of the Tokyo Tower. When they saw the helicopter strafing the tower, their eyelids twitched involuntarily.
Because the helicopter was printed with the U.S. logo, Toru Amuro did not associate it with the Black Organization for the time being.
On the Tokyo Tower, because Mouri Ran was below, Conan had no way to hide downwards and could only continue to move upwards. However, seeing that there was no place to hide, he took a look at the retractable straps on his body.
It seems like I can only give it a try.
Just as he was about to take off the retractable slings, a figure rushed over quickly, cursing at him.
Beihefenger hid Conan in his windbreaker, then ran forward quickly and jumped directly from the top of the tower!
"He actually jumped down directly?"
As a sniper, Chianti's eyesight was excellent. He immediately saw an adult male jumping directly from the iron tower.
Bertrand glanced at her.
With such good eyesight, how come Conan became blind when he was jumping up and down in the tower?
Noticing his slightly displeased gaze, although she didn't know what she had done, Chianti still silently closed her mouth.
Anyone who jumped from such a high place would think that the person would not survive, and as more and more police cars gathered below, Gin asked Vodka to stop and retreat.
Looking at the Tokyo Tower, a smile flashed across Bertrand's eyes.
Yo hoo, if the helicopter isn’t destroyed, he can now drive it out to play secretly.
It seemed like he used props, but in fact he used magic. Worried about his safety, Behrfinger closed his eyes and knocked Gu Qi unconscious.
That's right, the impact of falling from a high altitude was too great, he couldn't bear it and fainted.
Conan, who was fine, got up and the first thing he did was to confirm if he was okay. He breathed a sigh of relief after finding out that he had just fainted. He collapsed on the air cushion and gasped for breath.
Toru Amuro, who ran over behind the police officer to check the situation, glanced at Conan, and then his eyes fell on another person on the air cushion.
Turning around and looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang, they quietly walked over to check.
After discovering that there was a layer of disguise on Bechfinger's face, they calmly communicated with the police and then carried the man away.
Conan:? ? ?
As soon as he had a little doubt, the cell phone in his pocket rang.
"Hi~ Conan~"
As soon as he answered the phone, Bertrand's voice came into his ears.
Conan's pupils shrank, and just as he was about to speak, he discovered that the other side seemed to be recording.
"I've planted a bomb in the tower, you'd better get everyone still up there to evacuate quickly~ Hehe~"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up, and there was a 15-minute countdown on the display, leaving Conan no extra time to react.
Really? Bertrand, who had placed a bomb on the Tokyo Tower, began to bargain with Gin contentedly.
"I want to fly a helicopter too!"
"No, minors are not allowed to fly helicopters."
Gin calmly left under the resentful gaze of the silver-haired boy.
As for Ireland, he said nothing. After treating his wounds, he rushed back to the United States overnight.
I can't stay in this place for even a second!
Bertrand was not worried that he would tell Gin that Edogawa Conan was Kudo Shinichi.
After all, he is also a smart man.
One side was trying to find a way to fly the helicopter himself, another side was speeding up the evacuation of Tokyo Tower, and another side was rushing the "unconscious" person back to the hotel.
"Is he still not awake?" Toru Amuro, who was driving, asked with his attention focused.
"No."
Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at Bei Hefenger who had gone from unconscious to asleep.
It is normal for children to be sleepy since they are still young.