Surviving This Year in the Conan World Means Victory

Seven years ago, timeline.

Fujiwara Yu was diligently searching for the Child of Destiny named "Edogawa Conan," believing that only by finding him could he gain permanent residency in...

Chapter 189,/.

Worried that another member of the organization would harm people who were important to him, Fujiwara Yu had to give up on arresting Vermouth, took off the disguise mask on his face and returned to the venue. He found that Mouri Kogoro had already begun to order the guests to evacuate.

Women, the elderly and children took the observation elevator that was still in operation to go down, while adult men followed Hidehiko Kazama, who was familiar with the structure of the building, to the connecting bridge. As long as they crossed the connecting bridge, they could go to Building B next door and take the elevator down.

Fujiwara Yu felt a little relieved when he saw Miyano Akemi already on the elevator, but when he saw that Edogawa Conan didn't get on because it was overcrowded, he felt that there was no way he could let his guard down.

If anything happened to Kudo, he would be doomed too.

He walked quickly towards Conan, but he didn't realize that his phone was vibrating at this moment. He saw the caller ID and found that it was Date Kou calling. But the moment he opened the screen, a curly-haired voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Are you still up there, you bastard, Yingsi?! Are you sure there are no more bombs in the building?!"

Fujiwara Yuu felt his ears buzzing. He shook his head to concentrate and walked to a deserted place nearby.

"We're already evacuating. As for the bomb, I'm really unsure. So, your explosive ordnance disposal team should proceed with caution. Tell the firefighters who are coming to put out the fire to be careful... This time, the enemy isn't an ordinary criminal."

Not an ordinary criminal?

Jinpei Matsuda's face changed involuntarily. He knew very well that the enemy Fujiwara and his men were facing was very difficult to deal with. So, was the explosion not caused by the murderer who killed Councillor Oki, but by some mysterious organization?

Even though I knew the other party was no ordinary person, my blood started boiling for some unknown reason.

He raised the corner of his mouth and leaned against the car door, showing his signature confident smile, grinning:

"Idiot, I don't care who they are. My only enemy is the bomb. I'll leave the rest of the troublesome trivial matters to you. If you dare to die, I'll go directly to your gravestone and send you a bouquet of sashimi!"

"Matsuda, you guys, forget it, you better be careful, I won't give you the chance to give me something like this."

Fujiwara Yu hung up the phone and muttered to himself: Sashimi bouquet, it's amazing that he could come up with that.

After calming down, he looked at Maori Kogoro who was still directing the scene and patted him on the shoulder:

"Mr. Maori, it's almost time for you to retreat. Leave the rest to me."

"But isn't it too dangerous for you to be alone?"

"I have something to ask of you."

Fujiwara Yu leaned close to Kogoro Mori's ear and told him the murderer of Oki Iwamatsu, and asked him to keep a close eye on Kisaragi Minemizu, fearing that he would commit suicide or find another opportunity to kill Tokiwa Mio.

Maori Kogoro did not expect that the murderer was actually that old man. He did not ask about the motive for the murder, but said seriously:

"No problem, leave it to me. Officer Ying Si, please pay more attention. See you later!"

"Yeah, see you later."

Fujiwara Yu took out the night vision glasses he had prepared long ago from his pocket, and after the elevator rose to the 75th floor again, he asked everyone else to get into the elevator.

Conan Edogawa was a little hesitant when he walked into the elevator. He always felt that something was wrong with the development of the situation. He wanted to stay but had no excuse. He was also worried about Suzuki Sonoko having her hair done like Haibara's.

He had no choice but to look up at Sosuke Takagi and express his concern through his lips.

Brother Yingsi, you must be careful of the organization.

After Fujiwara Yu understood his lip language, a smile appeared in his eyes. He waved to the people in the elevator and turned to walk towards the fire escape. He adjusted the headset and tapped twice with his fingers, asking if the other party was free to talk.

"Judy and I have successfully evacuated. Tokiwa Mio has no memory of Vermouth attacking her. She must have drugged her drink with sleeping pills and locked her in the women's restroom stall while she was changing into her dress."

"But Tokiwa Mio was away for a very short time, and Vermouth should not have had the chance to send her to the 20th floor. The person who completed this operation should be another member of the organization, right?" Fujiwara Yu frowned and replied.

"Well, that should be the case. What's the situation over there?"

"Of course we should retreat. Waiting for the next elevator takes too long, or..."

"Wait a minute, there's something wrong with the observation elevator. It's stopped."

"What did you say?!"

——

Minutes ago, the twin skyscrapers stood tall in the distance.

Zhu Fujingguang, wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt jacket and carrying a heavy bass bag, walked towards the rooftop. He wanted to put down the bass bag and pry open the iron door leading to the rooftop, but the urging from the headset forced him to use violence.

With a beautiful side kick, the iron gate collapsed. He was polite enough to move the iron gate aside. If you didn't look at the footprints in the middle, you would definitely think that the iron gate was broken by itself.

Zhu Fujingguang came to the edge of the rooftop and expertly took out his most familiar Parker Hale M82 sniper rifle from his bass bag. After removing the optical sight and replacing it with an infrared sight, he wiped the barrel and asked:

"Gin, is Shirley really the target this time? How could she actually attend such a boring opening ceremony?"

"Hmph, Scotland, do you know her very well?" Gin played with his lighter, as if remembering something, and said in an ambiguous tone, "She's as annoying as those who indulge in mysticism."

"Ah? Gin, do you think I have already quit the channel?" Vermouth, who had already evacuated in a helicopter, couldn't help but speak when she heard these words directed at her.

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