Chapter 2250 2262 [Flying Car Attack]

In the chaos of the collapse, Shuichi Akai suddenly leaped back, kicked the edge of the car, and barely avoided a direct hit.

He leaned against the wall and tumbled to the ground in a slightly awkward manner. During this time, he felt something was wrong and wiped his face with his hand, only to find that his half-finished disguise had been scraped off, revealing his original appearance.

Akai Shuichi: “…” Not good.

Although his FBI identity can prevent him from being arrested and sent to jail, it does not mean that the Tokyo police are willing to support him in causing trouble everywhere. If he continues like this, he will be on their blacklist sooner or later. In addition, the organization lurking in the dark is also watching him, so he cannot be careless.

Although he was full of questions about the car accident that happened on the second floor, Shuichi Akai's extraordinary ability to act prevented him from wasting too much time on doubts.

He picked up the old man who was frightened unconscious by the car accident, ignored the kidnappers lying on the ground, and turned around to leave the dangerous building.

But at this moment, Akai Shuichi's eyes froze, and his solemn gaze fell on the door.

——A first-grade kid was standing there like a god of war, with his watch open and a football under his feet. His shoes seemed to be glowing with electricity and making a crackling sound.

In an instant, a strong sense of crisis enveloped Akai Shuichi.

He leaned forward suddenly according to his instinct, and at the same time, Conan kicked the football hard with a villain-like sneer on his lips.

The sturdy football was almost flattened into a thin sheet by the huge force, and then rushed out with terrible force, streaking towards Akai Shuichi like a meteor.

After kicking the ball, Conan breathed a sigh of relief. Countless past experiences told him that no criminal could escape this blow of justice. Next, he would see the guy sent by the mastermind fall to the ground, and then...

Conan was suddenly stunned when the thought just flashed through his mind.

——In a flash, the tall man with a fierce temperament suddenly bent down and used his extraordinary reaction ability to avoid the whistling football.

The football drew an arc through the air, hit the ceiling, fell to the ground, then bounced up again and hit a black shadow that had just crawled out of the ruins with a thud. The black shadow was knocked down from the second floor with a roar.

Conan's attention was attracted by Akai Shuichi, and when he heard the noise, he realized that the football had deflected and hit another person.

However, the only people present were the kidnappers and the mastermind, so he didn't care. When his attack failed, he quickly raised his wrist and, with a cold sweat, aimed the crosshairs of his anesthetic watch at Akai Shuichi.

Shuichi Akai discovered that there was inexplicably a person behind him, and that person seemed to have crawled out of a flying car.

He originally wanted to go over and take a look, but his attention was immediately attracted by Conan's strange watch with a crosshair.

The intuition gained from countless life-and-death struggles told him that the danger came more from the front, from this elementary school student, than from the outside.

Shuichi Akai made a prompt decision, put down the old man he was carrying, and rushed towards Conan. Although he wanted to explain that he was not a bad person, this opinionated elementary school student probably wouldn't listen. In this case, he could only disarm the other party first, so as to avoid further trouble with the elementary school student after the bad experience last night.

…

When the two silver bullets collided violently.

Outside the building.

Jiang Xia leaned on the pergola and looked up at the shabby second floor. He then looked at Vodka who had fallen into the carport and rolled down to the ground. He sighed with emotion: "It was really intense..."

He walked over and picked up the few strands of ice cream that had fallen out when Vodka was in a life-or-death situation. Then he straightened them out and put them away while poking his fallen colleague with a worried look on his face: "Are you okay? Can I call an ambulance for you?"

"*￥%#..." Vodka's back and waist ached from the fall, but what was more hurt was his spirit: he thought he was about to escape, but he didn't expect this kind of "ascension"... This, this is a contempt for the organization and Brother Gin!

He said angrily in a low voice: "How dare you treat Brother Gin so lightly!"

Uzo's face was full of "Don't be unreasonable", he repeated the email: "'You must ensure that Vodka gets on the car and leaves safely without any harm, and leaves your sphere of influence safely'... Which one was not done? Or are you very dissatisfied with Gin's order? If so, I can help you convey it."

Vodka: “…”

...It was obviously you who took advantage of brother Gin's words, and you even twisted it into saying that I was dissatisfied with him. Do you still have any conscience or martial ethics?

…Well, he didn’t.

Vodka was angry but dared not say anything. After recovering from the pain of falling from the second floor, he regained some of his sanity.

He took a deep breath, decided to be patient like a mature cadre, gritted his teeth and said, "If there is nothing else, I will leave."

"Go ahead." Jiang Xia waved at him, "Goodbye."

Vodka: “…” Who wants to see you next time!

He wanted to say "Goodbye!" in a threatening manner, but he was worried that Uzo would suddenly be kind enough to help him realize his wish.

In the end, the experienced Wu scholar decided to say less and make fewer mistakes. He pretended to be a mute, picked up the briefcase he had pulled out before falling from the building, and trotted away in pain.

On the way, Vodka belatedly remembered something.

"Why do I feel that the tall guy in the room with his back to me looks familiar?"

Vodka touched his chin and suddenly realized the problem: "If what happened just now is a stage scene, then it seems that I am just an unlucky tool who was dragged to be a pendulum... I am a cadre and I am only worthy of being a tool? Who is the unlucky guy that Wuzo targeted today?"

His intuition told him that this matter was very important - perhaps it would be related to how he would go back and complain to his eldest brother.

…

After the vodka went away.

Jiang Xia took a look at the dilapidated old building in front of him, and without further delay, he found the stairs and went up.

As soon as I reached the stairs, a figure appeared in the smoke and dust in the corridor.

Jiang Xia put on a vigilant look and turned around to see Akai Shuichi walking towards them with the unconscious old man in one hand and Conan, who was struggling in vain, in the other.

Jiang Xia: “…” It seems that the large “Silver Bullet” is still better at the moment.

Conan's short legs were hanging in the air and he couldn't kick anyone. The anesthetic needle in the anesthetic watch was empty. At this time, he returned to the state of a weak elementary school student.

While struggling, Conan looked up and saw Jiang Xia. He was startled, as if he had foreseen his fate of becoming a hostage. He immediately said seriously: "Don't worry about me, run! This guy is very dangerous!"

Jiang Xia looked at Akai Shuichi, whose disguise had been lost, and his expression suddenly became serious. He muttered as if he had something to hide: "Why is it you..."

Then his eyes fell to the office behind him, as if looking for someone, "Where is Mr. Green Light?"

Akai Shuichi: "..." Green light? My pseudonym is clearly Midoriya...

(End of this chapter)