Chapter 928 [Viewing Style] Five years old, but he can conjure up a bunch of bombs.

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"Tsk, this voice is getting shorter and shorter."

Ayumi reached out and tapped the card.

It's a blue bear.

Bechfenger: !!!

"Why is it me again!?"

"Hahahahahaha." Bertrand laughed, slapping the table beside him.

"You're getting ahead of yourself, little one. The card doesn't just show that person's image." Liu Qingyao's lips curled into a smile.

The moment he finished speaking, the card flipped over again, revealing the butterfly on the back.

"..." Bertrand looked at the butterfly on the screen, blinked, then suddenly stood up, put one foot on the chair, and angrily pointed at Liu Qingyao, "Who are you calling 'little brat'!"

Liu Qingyao snorted, "Whoever answers, does."

Bertrand looked at him for two seconds, then picked up a chocolate ball from the table and threw it at him.

Liu Qingyao looked up, a few chocolate balls appearing in her hand, and threw them towards Bertrand.

The chocolate ball battle was about to begin, and those nearby inevitably got hit as well.

Qianzhu sighed and raised her hand to block their view. "Stop. Don't play with the food."

"Okay," they both answered in unison, putting the chocolate balls down.

Bechfenger shrugged.

How childish.

【Room 311.

Eleven snuggled under the covers, examining the note in her hand.

This is what Xiao Ye secretly slipped to him just now.

"The door will unlock at 6 PM today. As soon as you hear the click, immediately leave the room and run to the storage room. Be quick!"

Eleven blinked, tucked the torn pieces of paper into his hand, got up and went to the toilet, where he threw the paper into the toilet and flushed it away.

Then, they waited until the afternoon, when they heard a click, like something being pried open. Eleven immediately got up to open the door, and the lock was indeed open, but it was blocked by something after only opening a little bit.

Eleven tried to pull it apart, but couldn't.

In the storage room, Chihiro and Koya had already met up, and the ventilation ducts had been turned on.

"Why hasn't the National Day holiday arrived yet? It's almost here!" Xiao Ye glanced at her watch and pushed Xiao Qian towards the ventilation duct entrance. "Xiao Qian, you go out from here first. I'll go back to find him."

Xiaoqian paused slightly, then nodded. "Okay, be careful."

As he entered the ventilation duct, Xiao Ye turned and ran to room 311. At the same time, the bomb he had placed began to explode.

"Ah, it really is!" Xiao Ye glanced at the time as she ran, and called out from the door of room 311, "Eleven!"

"The door is stuck, I can't open it!" Eleven's voice was already trembling with tears as she answered.

"Get away from me!"

"good."

After gathering his strength, Xiao Ye kicked open the tightly blocked door.

It's incredible that a five-year-old child has this ability.

The moment the door opened, Xiao rushed in and grabbed Eleven, yelling, "Run!"

A bomb very close by exploded, and soon after, the bomb he had planted next to room 311 exploded, almost affecting the two men with the blast.

They ran into the storage room, immediately closed the door, and took a few breaths.

Shiyi wiped away her tears and looked timidly at Xiaoye, "...I'm sorry."

"Hmm?" Xiaoye glanced at him in confusion, then patted his hand with a grin. "It's okay, as long as I'm here, you don't have to worry. Don't be afraid."

Eleven stared at him, stunned. The tears that had just stopped instantly started falling again. He choked out, "Thank you..."

"Now is not the time to cry! Let's go, let's go!"

Xiao Ye glanced at her watch again, then pushed Eleven to the ventilation duct and urged it on.

As soon as they climbed out of the ventilation duct, a gust of hot air rushed up through the duct. Xiao quickly threw the watch and an unidentified object back in and then hurriedly closed the lid.

They took each other's hands and left the area.

After running for a while, they stopped to rest.

Xiao Ye sat down on the ground, wiped his sweat, and breathed a long sigh of relief, "That was close."

He turned his head and saw Eleven squatting beside him, looking at him with bright eyes and clapping his hands. "Xiao Ye, you're so amazing!"

Xiao Ye blinked, looking shy and hesitant, "Actually, it's not that amazing~"

Xiaoqian sat beside him, tilting her head slightly with curiosity. "Xiaoqian, how do you know how to leave there? And those explosives are contraband in the base, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ye pouted innocently, "Someone helped us, but I didn't really know."

"Huh? Who is it?" Eleven asked curiously as she leaned closer.

Xiao Ye shrugged: "Oh, it's 100."

eleven:?

Xiao Ye's lips curled into a cryptic smile as she pulled them to their feet. "Alright, let's go, let's go. If we're too slow, we might get caught and taken back!"

After walking a few steps, Xiao Ye glanced back in the direction of the base, a smile appearing on his face, and silently stuck out his tongue.

Because the camera was focused on his face, it looked like he was sticking his tongue out at everyone.

Behringer turned to Bertrand himself with displeasure. "You're so mean, lying to people like that."

Bertrand looked completely innocent.

[The week before they fled the base.]

Xiao Ye suddenly woke up from his sleep. He groggily glanced at a dark figure next to him, yawning as he sat up. "Huh?"

The little figure sat down by the bed and smiled at him.

Xiao Ye blinked and said, "So you're not dead?"

Morataya shrugged. "Of course I'm not dead. How could I take revenge on this organization if I were dead?"

"So you did it on purpose?" Xiao Ye's eyes widened as she approached her in surprise.

"certainly."

Morataya smiled, put her arm around his shoulder, and whispered in his ear:

"I'll teach you how to make weapons, and then I'll show you how to leave this place."

Xiao Ye blinked. "Okay."

Morataya paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, "You agreed quite readily."

She raised her hand, and a ball of light the size of a pill appeared in her palm, radiating an evil light and filled with complex and obscure incantations. "Here, eat it."

"What is this? I don't want it." Xiao Ye looked disgusted.

"You don't want it? Fine then. Here's a map of the base, instructions on how to make the bomb, and the materials needed." Morataya produced two blueprints and a box. "The material of this box won't be detected by them, but be careful when you use it."

Xiao Ye's eyes lit up, "Yay, thank you~"

Morataya chuckled, patted his head, and then disappeared.

"A guy who's wicked to the core has a face that's perfect for disguise. This is going to be really interesting."

Her voice faded away, but Xiao didn't care. Instead, she crawled into bed, took out a flashlight, glanced at the map and the instructions, and then tossed the blueprints aside.

He opened the box, rummaged through the materials, pursed his lips, and began to make it, muttering to himself, "The method she gave is too complicated, and it's so big, it's not easy to carry around..."

Morataya: "Hmph, you actually dare to complain?"

Bertrand: "That's how it is..."

A few minutes later, Xiao Ye held a two-centimeter-long ant in his hand, his fingers resting under his chin as he pondered, "It's simpler than I thought... But ants aren't pretty at all."

"But this is indeed more convenient, so let's leave it at that for now~ Anyway, these materials are all we have."

He worked for over an hour, using up almost all the materials. Looking at the few materials left in the box, he thought for a moment and used them all to make something else.

"Done!"

Xiao Ye smiled, "Next, I need to figure out how to tell Xiao Qian and the others about this~"

However, these two days happened to be the time when Xiaoqian and Shiyi were being experimented on. It took him two days to tell Xiaoqian, and another two days to tell Shiyi.

Xiao Ye was grumbling and complaining because the organization had been controlling her for almost a week, and she had everything prepared.

He released the ant bombs and bees into the room through the exhaust fan, and held his watch in his hand to check on the ants.

He appeared to be entertaining himself in his room as usual until six o'clock in the afternoon when he heard a click on the door. He cautiously opened the door a crack and checked the situation.

The guard nearby had already fainted on the ground. He immediately left and ran to room 1000, pulling Xiaoqian along as they headed towards the storage room.

“You…you really are a genius,” Morataya said softly.

Bertrand looked embarrassed: "Actually, it's not that great~"

"No way... you were five years old and you made a bunch of bombs by hand?" Liu Qingyao said incredulously.

Conan Edogawa smirked.

No wonder his butterfly bombs were so powerful; he was already this amazing when he was only five years old...

hateful.

The people at the Metropolitan Police Department, a certain public security officer, and the FBI also fell silent.

It's such a shame that such a promising weapon candidate was poached by the Black Organization.

No, this kid seems to have been a nasty character since he was little.

"..."

People's joys and sorrows are not shared.

In reality, some members of the Black Organization: ...

So this kid didn't become so crazy after joining their organization?

The relentless movie-watching machine: [Please continue drawing.]

Ran Mouri blinked and raised her hand to tap.

What emerges are three pairs of wings: the top pair folds upwards, the bottom two pairs fold downwards, and in the center is a halo, but the halo is composed of half angelic halo and half blood-dripping halo.

Because they had seen Kawasato Machi's angel form in Kawasato Machi's clips, when they saw those three pairs of wings, some people's eyes subconsciously shifted to a certain pink-haired boy.

True Knowledge: "..."