Chapter 848 was just a game to them.

Elena was so excited that her hands were trembling slightly. She turned around with the documents and went back to her companions to tell them the news.

The man paused for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he remained relatively calm.

How would the church know we needed this?

Elena calmed down, took a deep breath, and almost bluntly stated, "He probably just wants to stir things up. He'll give us what we need just to make a big fuss."

The man fell silent.

The church... is indeed capable of doing such things.

Although the church appeared out of nowhere, its strength was already among the top three.

...even the first.

In this situation, it's understandable that they might be so bored as to want to stir up trouble.

After handing over the information, Kawasaki Maru didn't pay any more attention to their next move.

He doesn't really care about the process, as long as the result satisfies him.

......

Soon, Halloween arrived.

Shibuya was packed with people, many of whom were dressed up for Halloween, and the streets were decorated with related ornaments.

Similarly, today is also the wedding ceremony of Nakamura Naru and Christina.

Unfortunately, because they were being targeted by Pramia, only the two of them remained at the wedding.

Of course, police officers were also hidden in the shadows, and some even impersonated the emcee.

On the rooftop of another building near the Shibuya Hikari Building, Bechfenger stood on the side, holding a telescope, his gaze fixed on the pumpkin lanterns hanging on the street below.

"With so many, there's definitely no time to evacuate..."

He murmured something under his breath, the large platinum hood hanging loosely on his head, so it did not obscure the excited and whimsical light gleaming in his deep purple eyes.

"If it really exploded... it would be a huge news story that would shake the whole world~ It's just a pity that it's impossible for that to happen."

He sighed in disappointment.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared beside him, glancing down at the scene below.

"It's simply impossible in this world."

Kawasaki Masuru said coldly.

He paused, then added, "The protagonist's side has already started taking action. What about you?"

Upon hearing this, Behefinger stretched, casually tossed the telescope back into his magic pocket, and then waved his hand, "No, I'm a church member watching the show now."

Kawasaki Masuru chuckled softly.

After enjoying the beautiful scenery for a while, they finally had time to go to the rooftop of the Shibuya Hikari Building.

After waiting for only a short while, they saw a figure appear there.

That was Pramia, disguised as Christina.

In addition, Conan also came along.

They meant it by watching the show, and Behringer and Behringer stayed hidden in the shadows, watching Pramie and Conan confront each other.

When the helicopter arrived at the scene, it turned into a standoff between Amuro Tooru, Conan, and Pramia.

Behringer whispered to Kawasaki Maru, "By the way, could you please add a speed control?"

Kawasaki Maru looked at him speechlessly.

Do you think it's possible?

Bechfinger chuckled, then suddenly pulled out a red string and hung it on his finger. "Come on, let's relive the cat's cradle game for a while."

Kawasaki Maru: "......"

He ignored it and pointed towards the helicopter, saying, "It's blown up."

Behrfinger turned his head, and sure enough, the tail of the helicopter suddenly exploded, and it began to sway erratically shortly after taking off.

This was Pramia's plan to detonate the bomb around Amuro Tooru's neck after she boarded the helicopter, but Amuro Tooru had anticipated it and returned the "gift" to her.

Bechfenger whistled, "Whoosh!"

After Amuro Tooru jumped into the helicopter, Conan, Sato, and Takagi, who had arrived at the scene, evacuated back to the ground.

As the helicopter lurched precariously, the people on the ground hurriedly evacuated the area, and the police, having learned the location of the bomb from Pramia, also took the opportunity to evacuate them.

The helicopter crashed with a loud bang, and flames erupted, burning the remains of the aircraft.

Although Amuro Tooru jumped out of the plane in time, he was still injured.

Pramia, holding a sharp shard in her hand, lunged at him with a ferocious expression.

However, two figures appeared at the same time. One kicked away the shards in her hand, and the other knocked her unconscious with a karate chop.

Amuro Tooru, who instinctively raised his hand to block the sound, opened his eyes and looked up when he heard the sound of someone falling to the ground.

Zhu Fujingguang breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to help him up.

The two looked at Nakamura Tsutomu, nodded to each other, and then Morofushi Kagemitsu led Amuro Tooru away.

Given Amuro Tooru's status, it would be inappropriate for him to appear before the Metropolitan Police Department at this time.

Once out of sight of others, Amuro Tooru looked at Morofushi Kagemitsu and asked, "How's the situation on your end?"

Morofushi Kagemitsu nodded. "Don't worry, we've already disposed of all the bombs that Pramia had hidden elsewhere."

"That's good." Amuro Tooru finally relaxed.

"Where is Behringer?" He looked around.

Zhu Fujingguang shrugged, his tone helpless: "He messaged me a few minutes ago saying he's done on his end, and he's probably on his way now."

Upon hearing this, Amuro Tooru smiled and said, "It is indeed only 'perhaps'."

Behringer, who was 'perhaps on his way,' was watching the Junior Detective League pull on their super-powerful elastic belts near the intersection downstairs, secretly observing them as they busied themselves, completely ignoring the blue liquid bombs flowing on the ground.

But upon closer inspection, the liquids completely avoided him, not touching him at all.

Just as the giant soccer ball was about to successfully separate the blue and pink liquid bombs rushing towards each other, Bechfinger felt a pang of regret once again.

"Can't we really blow it up?"

A certain world consciousness: ......

Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have the world's core!

As the giant football swelled to the point where its top was no longer visible, several white figures appeared on top of it.

So much so that Conan, who was startled, almost pressed the button to stop the soccer ball from expanding.

However, Conan breathed a sigh of relief after successfully preventing the two liquids from mixing, but he dared not let his guard down.

The man crossed his arms, seemingly gazing at the impressively powerful liquid bombs on either side of the football. After a moment of silence, he spoke calmly: "It seems you've won this game."

game?

game! ! ? ?

This horrific event, which nearly claimed countless lives, was just a game to them!?

Conan gritted his teeth in anger.

However, the person standing to the left of the gentleman spoke, but the voice was strange and indistinct due to the voice changer, making it difficult to tell whether it was male or female:

"Tsk, Pramia kept saying she would win this game, what a disappointment."

His tone was full of undisguised regret, "I really wanted to see if this large quantity of liquid bombs would be enough to destroy a city."