Arriving in Beika Town, Tokyo, where cases frequently occur, you can encounter a murder case just by walking a few steps.
Transform into light in the darkness, piercing through layers of fog....
The white wig, coat, mask... were all thrown into the trash can. Bourbon, who had short brown hair, took out a small bottle of gasoline from his pocket and poured it on the coat at his feet.
Soon, the unpleasant smell of burnt gasoline spread, and the entire public staircase on the 29th floor was filled with a pungent smell.
Putting away the bottle, Bourbon ignited the gasoline.
Blue flames surged up instantly, and Bourbon turned around and went downstairs without even looking at them.
There are no smoke alarms in the public staircases, and the burning gasoline will destroy all evidence in the shortest possible time, and the police will only find a pile of ashes.
Just as Makoto Sakaki guessed, Bourbon had his own escape plan.
There was an elevator on the rooftop, which was left by the engineering team. If Kidd had not led the police, Cameron and others away, Bourbon would have gone all the way to the rooftop, taken the elevator back to the 16th floor, and taken the elevator to leave the Rice Flower City Hall.
But the sudden appearance of Kidd led the police to the rooftop, and Bourbon had to change his plan and escape through the public stairs instead.
After walking along the public staircase for a while, Bourbon cautiously chose to take the elevator to the 15th floor, blended into the evacuated crowd, and walked out of the door openly.
Seeing him...
Chianti, Cohen, and Calvados put away their sniper rifles and evacuated from a distant rooftop.
No more covering is needed.
Looking at the vast starry sky above his head, Bourbon stretched and prepared to go home to sleep.
However...
As he passed by the alley...
The sound of a cough in the darkness made him stop suddenly.
In the shadows, a red light gradually approached. Sakaki Makoto walked out of the alley, put his arm around Bourbon's shoulders, and said with a smile, like a long-lost friend:
"We have nothing to do anyway, let's chat for a while."