Click...click...
Standing at the door of the abandoned factory, Sakaki Makoto gathered all his strength and inserted the pull ring back.
The M-DN61 German-made grenade that Hide Ishikawa gave him was more advanced and had double safety. After pulling out the pull ring, the firing pin would not be triggered as long as the handle was not released. The pull ring could even be pushed back in, so the safety was further improved. It was definitely a good thing.
After confirming that everything was correct, Sakaki carefully put the grenade into his arms and reached out to Vermouth:
"Give it back to me."
Vermouth glanced at him, handed him the grenade and asked:
"Where did you get the bomb?"
"Ask your godson."
When she heard that the matter was related to Conan, Vermouth immediately shut up and stopped asking questions, took out her cell phone and sent a text message.
Gin, who had been waiting for a long time, received the escape route of the criminal and immediately led Vodka and several younger brothers to chase after him. Although they were a step slow, they were able to catch up in the end. Sakaki Makoto didn't have to worry about what happened next.
The younger brother opened the car door, and when Vermouth was about to get in, she saw Conan take off his coat and hold it in his hands.
"I'm giving it to you."
Vermouth pinched Conan's face hard, generously gave him the coat, and turned to get in the car.
The convoy slowly left, and in the blink of an eye, only Makoto Sakaki and his companions were left under the streetlight. Conan was a little dazed, and waited until the taillights of the convoy completely disappeared before turning back and asking Makoto Sakaki:
"Is she undercover?"
"What do you think?"
"I'm not sure."
"What a coincidence. I'm not sure either."
Shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands, Sakaki Makoto said nonchalantly:
"Do you hope she's undercover?"
“.......”
Conan held his coat tightly and said nothing.
The kindness that Vermouth showed him was visible to the naked eye.
This made Conan very conflicted. After all, Vermouth had killed many people. If she was not an undercover, should he arrest her?
Bad guys should pay the price, but what if the bad guy in the eyes of others is a good guy in your eyes?
Will you send her to the execution ground yourself?
Conan was torn between his conscience and his desires, and felt heavy-hearted.
He knew that this question should not be asked to Makoto Sakaki because he knew Makoto Sakaki's choice.
For Sakaki Makoto...
Justice is the justice of one person, not the justice advocated by the public. Justice is in the hearts of the people, and he will follow his heart rather than go with the crowd.
If it was Gin, Conan would arrest him without hesitation, but if it was Vermouth...
Maybe, maybe not, or maybe nothing.
Who knows?
“It’s so cold…”
Hattori Heiji shuddered and looked at the fog that filled the surroundings:
"It's getting colder again, where are we going next?"
"Everyone goes back to his own home."
Sakaki Makoto dialed the taxi company's number. It was late at night and it was estimated that no taxi driver would go to the industrial area.
"Huh?"
Hattori Heiji blinked:
"Didn't Gin ask you to go to the hospital to monitor Domon Yasuki?"
"Domon Yasuki was seriously injured and will not be able to leave the hospital for a few days. The police are watching there. Gin went to catch the criminal. Will he be in danger?"
Sakaki Makoto yawned, his eyes almost closed:
"I've been driving all day, non-stop. Even Superman can't stand it!"
After receiving the call, the taxi company dispatched a nearby car, picked up Sakaki Makoto and four others, and drove towards Beika-cho 5-chome.
In the car, Conan felt uncomfortable all over, and he didn't know what the problem was until he looked back...
Oh, it turns out that the one holding him was not Xiaolan, but Sakaki Makoto.
No wonder I feel uncomfortable all over.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, Osaka Kurokaki and Toyama Kazuha were sent back to the hotel, and the taxi stopped downstairs of the Mori Detective Agency.
The office was dark, Xiaolan and the others hadn't returned home yet, so Conan could only stay alone in the empty room tonight, hugging the quilt and enjoying the loneliness, but...
Sakaki Makoto was different. He excitedly pulled Miss Miyano back home, slammed the door, and carefully observed the corridor through the peephole. Was there the same person who was exhausted and sleepy in the car and couldn't even open his eyes?
"What are you doing..."
Miss Miyano's ice-green eyes were filled with curiosity.
"See if that brat Conan is following us..."
Sakaki Makoto said with lingering fear:
"He appears and disappears all day long and is dishonest. I'm afraid he will knock on the door in the middle of the night and disturb our good times."
"What's the good news?"
Miss Miyano suddenly heard a voice coming from the darkness behind her. It was a soft voice, exactly the same as hers except for the slightly rising ending tone.
She turned around and saw Kidd popping his head out of the living room. He put his finger to his lips, signaling her not to speak. Then he tiptoed behind Sakaki Makoto and asked again:
"Why don't you talk?"
"Aren't you asking this even though you already know the answer?"
Sakaki Makoto was still observing the corridor. Hearing this, he did not even turn his head and reached back:
"We have so many good things going on..."
Touching and touching...
Sakaki Makoto finally got his wish and held a hand. Hmm... it was quite slippery... why... why did it feel...
A bit rough?
Still hot?
Where did that little hand that was as cold as jelly go?
Full of doubts, Sakaki Makoto slowly turned his head, only to see his girlfriend looking at him with a playful expression, with her arms folded, nothing wrong...
Autumn bean sack!
With both arms folded?
When did Miss Miyano become Guanyin?
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