Chapter 154 The Final Battle

405.

"Akai Shuichi! Go back to your America tomorrow!"

The cars speeding on the highway had apparently completely forgotten the existence of traffic laws. They were sprinting at unscientific speeds, and occasionally making a big drift to avoid other vehicles, making ordinary people think they had arrived in some kind of superhero world.

Sitting in the back seat of the fastest car, Shuichi Akai was checking his sniper rifle and other equipment, unlike the other public security police officers next to him who were staggering and dying.

He even had time to talk: "Don't be distracted while driving. Gin is very alert and it's not that easy to deal with him."

"Fōgiya-kun, I suggest you put aside your impulsiveness."

Furiya Rei's eyes were filled with bloodshot. He stepped on the accelerator and controlled the car that was almost flying. He said coldly, "I don't think I acted on impulse."

——Otherwise he would have kicked this bastard out long ago.

The consequences of his impulsive behavior last time have completely awakened Furuya Rei. He is not an invincible warrior, and the organization is not an evil dragon that can be defeated as long as he works hard. If he wants to deal with them, he must be determined to die at any time.

Gin would definitely be difficult to deal with. Even with the specific and accurate coordinates and time range provided by Chiyodani Toru, they still had a great risk of failure.

Furugaya Rei had to admit that Akai Shuichi was a very good foreign aid, and he had always had good experience in dealing with Gin.

But that didn't stop him from being extremely annoyed with him.

Especially since the person who called him was Chiyodani Toru, as if this meant that the ice between them was melting a little, or that he could help him - that was enough.

Furuya Rei, who set out with such an uneasy and nervous mood, naturally would not show a good face to Akai Shuichi, who hurt Chiyodani Toru and even caused him to fall into this situation.

You have to know that when Edogawa Conan was rescued, he fainted due to weakness and is not awake yet. Chiyodani Toru, who was still injured, must not be in a good condition either.

But in this situation, Chiyodani Toru remained as calm as a knife and pointed the sharp blade at the organization.

Furiya Rei didn't even dare to think whether Chiyodani Toru didn't solve the problem of Gin because he was too weak. He could only rush over as fast as he could and do the best he could.

Please don't leave him behind this time...Toru!

The blond man pursed his lips and drove faster.

406.

"Throw the darts! Take the doll home for free!"

"Marshmallow, sweet and soft marshmallow!"

"Bang, bang, bang! Paper goldfish! Paper goldfish! The first time is free!"

Wearing a black windbreaker that didn't fit him well, the black-haired young man walked in the crowded crowd. Although there was a bustling scene all around him, everything around him had become quiet, and he looked a little out of place.

He held a mobile phone tightly in his hand and walked forward with his head slightly lowered. His hair fell down as he moved, covering his black eyes.

The wind and snow were getting stronger, swirling in the air like flying catkins in spring. Merchants who knew how to seize business opportunities had prepared colorful umbrellas in advance and were calling out to couples or families.

A pink umbrella with cherry blossoms painted on it passed by him, as did a black bamboo umbrella. Chiyotani Toru's eyes passed over them and landed on a white umbrella that had not yet begun to be painted.

"Sir, would you like one? It might snow even harder when it snows!" the boss said with a smile, "If you are traveling alone, I have a single umbrella that is easy to store."

"Give me the white one." He raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed twice, just in time to spend all the money left for buying medicine.

He picked up the paintbrush handed to him by his boss, dipped it in some paint, and carefully painted a few little stars on the umbrella.

It seems that this can make up for the starless night, and you can still see the starry sky when you look up.

The boss was very enthusiastic. Seeing that he was holding an umbrella and didn't know where to go, he said warmly: "You can go to the teahouse in front and sit for a while. Although the fireworks festival will start soon, you will have to wait for more than an hour to see the most magnificent and beautiful fireworks."

"There's still...more than an hour." He repeated it slowly.

The boss thought he couldn't wait that long, and said with some regret: "It would be a pity if you don't see it, it only comes once a year... Since you are here, why don't you indulge yourself for once."

Chiyodani Toru smiled, and his handsome features suddenly melted away the ice and snow: "You are right."

He thanked the boss and continued walking forward with his umbrella. As a result, he walked all the way to the end of the street without coming across a second stall that offered free goldfish.

He touched his empty pockets and walked back along the road to the goldfish stall he had come across at the beginning.

Although the boss was banging the gong and shouting hard, there were still not many people. The goldfish in front of him was flailing weakly and looked extremely miserable.

Someone nearby advised him that not ringing the bell would attract more business, but the young boss just smiled and agreed, continuing to do his own thing and indulge in himself.

"Excuse me..."

Before the young man holding the twinkle-star umbrella could finish his words, the boss's eyes lit up: "Catching goldfish? Three hundred yen for three nets."

Chiyodani Toru asked seriously, "Is the first time free?"

The boss carefully scanned his face again and suddenly became excited: "Ah! Isn't this Officer Chiyogaya? You are here to watch the fireworks festival too? Do you remember the poor boy who was stolen from me half a year ago? It was me! Come on, I'll give you ten nets, just catch whatever you want."

"I..." He opened his mouth, looked at the ten paper nets that were suddenly stuffed into his hands, and smiled gratefully, "Thank you."

So the black-haired young man leaned the umbrella against his neck and chose a seat at the edge to sit down. Goldfish swayed in front of his eyes, as if he was back in his childhood.

He took off the plastic bag of medicine hanging from his wrist and placed it next to the small stool.

"I've clearly told you before that you should never come to this kind of stall to catch goldfish again."

He muttered softly, looking at his phone which had no incoming messages, and felt that the sounds around him had become much farther away.

There were noises in his ears, sometimes soft and sometimes loud, like someone was yelling something at him, and someone was laughing, the laughter was clear and sweet. The pain that spread from nowhere throughout his body surged up and down like a tide.

I could vaguely hear this young and reckless boss shouting along with the food stall next to him.

Chiyodani Toru's arms were trembling.

He carefully placed the paper net in the water, but the slightest movement caused the goldfish to flee in panic. No goldfish was stupid enough to bump into the fragile net.

Soon the paper gets wet and the paper screen loses its function.

He blinked and focused his somewhat scattered vision on a spotted goldfish, following the movement of the goldfish. However, the goldfish swam faster and faster as the gong sounded, and soon disappeared.

He closed his eyes slightly.

407.

"Gin was surrounded, and after a fight with Mr. Furuya and Akai Shuichi of the FBI, he was defeated and chose to shoot himself."

Yuya Kazami read the information he had just obtained and quickly followed the woman who suddenly left the warm seat. He shouted, "Senior, there is no situation here anymore. Shouldn't we go to support other places as soon as possible!"

Shinsou held her cane and stepped on the snow. She said without looking back, "Then Kazami-kun can go first."

"No! I will follow you closely!" Feng Jianyu shook his head and hurriedly chased after him, "But I just received a message asking everyone who is free to gather at this coordinate..."

"How long is the countdown?"

"Forty minutes."

"It's still early, no rush." ​​Shinsuo continued to walk firmly towards the busy snack street in front. Fumiami Yuya wanted to say something but stopped himself, so he could only catch up.

Half an hour ago, Yuya Kazami received an order to go to this location to pick up this seemingly weak senior, but the other party took a nap in the car, and he was outside in the cold wind for nearly twenty minutes.

I finally waited until the door opened and heard him finish his report, but he looked like he was going shopping.

Yuya Kazami was upset. In the current situation, he couldn't just wander around outside!

But as his duty lies, he has to do his best even if it means just accompanying her shopping. Yuya Kazami walks beside Shinsou, cheering himself up to introduce the surrounding environment to her.

Shinsou was wearing a thick down jacket and light brown sunglasses, and she looked like she didn't want anyone to come near her. Even though no one could see her, her aura made people around her subconsciously avoid her and they wouldn't be bumped into.

Seeing that Kazami Yuya was determined to follow her, she sighed slightly, took off her sunglasses, revealed her appearance, and said to Kazami Yuya: "Help me find someone."

Feng Jianyu was also shocked by her resemblance to someone: "Huh?"

"Chiyodani Toru, my brother." Shinsou pointed at himself and said calmly, "He looks a lot like me - you should know him."

Yuya Kazami's expression became even more horrified. He stammered, "I, I, I know! Why is he here?"

"Who else could have reported Gin's coordinates so accurately and sent the police the location of the assembly? But the assembly is not complete yet, so he won't go there so early." Shinsou muttered softly, "I'm sure there won't be any mistakes."

"What?" Feng Jianyu didn't understand her muttering.

Shinsuo sighed slightly, put her sunglasses back on, and said coolly, "My intuition!"

Yuya Kazami's eyes instantly turned into small dots.

The snowstorm really got stronger. When the time came, the first bunch of fireworks rose into the night sky, causing countless people to cheer. Then, the second bunch, the third bunch...

The fireworks rising and exploding, accompanied by the falling snowflakes and the noisy crowds form the warmest winter scene.

Yuya Kazami and Shinsou walked forward from the end of the street, scanning the crowd and asking the vendors nearby if they had seen anyone similar to her.

As the two of them walked forward, Kazami Yuya couldn't help but say, "Senior, let's not talk about why he would stay here at this critical moment. If we just wander around here aimlessly, even if he is really here, we may miss him."

"Why don't you think about where he might be?"

Shinsou paused, stood there and began to think.

And after she stood still, Feng Jianyu couldn't help but stand outside to help her block the crowd that might bump into her.

He looked at this senior whom he had never met before with some caution, always worried that she would faint on the spot.

There was no other reason. Shensuo's face looked too pale. The running around these days seemed to have drained the last bit of vitality from her body. Except for the pale lip color that still stubbornly showed her presence, the rest was like snow, as if it would melt at any time.

After a while, the woman slowly said, "Then let's go to the game stand again."

Because she had a bad stomach when she was a child, the couple never went to snack stalls when they went out to play, so the only things left were naturally various game stalls.

If he really is here...

Shinsou's eyelashes fluttered.

The two of them decided to start looking again, and Feng Jianyu couldn't help but ask, "Why are we looking for him now?"

Shinsou walked past a shooting booth he had just inquired about and said, "Just wanted to meet up."

Feng Jianyu also didn't understand: "It stands to reason that we can meet in the future."

Shinsuo smiled slightly: "Who knows."

Yuya Kazami kept silent subconsciously. Looking at Shinsou's expression, he easily guessed that this was a person who had been ill for a long time, and it could even be said that he was in a very bad condition.

So why would we look for Chiyodani Toru at this inappropriate time? It doesn't seem so ridiculous.

The police officer, who was not very good at speaking, subconsciously comforted her: "Everything will be fine, right?"

Shinsou nodded and agreed: "The organization will definitely be destroyed."

Yuya Kazami: “…” He wasn’t actually talking about the organization!

The two of them walked again. As the fireworks festival began, more and more people came, and it was almost impossible to move.

Shinsuo's face became more and more ugly. She stopped to rest from time to time. Her breathing was shallow and fast, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of cold sweat.

Yuya Kazami followed cautiously and reported the progress to her, but he always got disappointing results.

"No...?" Shinsou's voice was particularly confused. She murmured softly, and put her right hand on her heart, "Toru."

"We will be assembled in 20 minutes. Officer Chiyogaya may have gone there. After all, it takes more than 20 minutes to get there from here." Kazami Yuya comforted her, "Maybe we can see him when we get there."

“How many stalls are left?”

Feng Jianyu looked at them and said, "Five of them. One is catching goldfish, two are shooting balloons, and two are throwing balls."

"Hurry up, don't ask about this goldfish stand, Toru won't come."

Shinsou listened to the chaotic sounds and walked straight past the goldfish stall with Yuya Kazami.

The cane tapped the floor with a crisp sound and accidentally pressed the edge of a medicine box. The white-haired woman was so preoccupied with the search that she didn't pay too much attention.

The two men walked straight past the goldfish stall.

Yuya Kazami turned around to take one last look and curled his lips: "Where did this goldfish vendor come from? Now he's trying to rip off the goldfish. No wonder he has no business."

I don’t know what the person who was holding an umbrella and looking at the goldfish with his back to them was thinking.

408.

Chiyodani Toru woke up from a burst of severe pain. He bent down and coughed subconsciously. The snow on the umbrella fell into the goldfish pond with his movement, making the quiet pond start to stir wildly again.

The young boss was startled by his cough and immediately stopped what he was doing. He smiled innocently and said, "Sorry, sorry. I was too engrossed in watching the fireworks and kept knocking. It seemed a bit noisy."

"It's okay, but you don't need to knock the gong when catching goldfish, it will disturb the fish."

The boss said, "Hey, I just thought it was fun and lively. I have nowhere to go at home, so I can open a goldfish stall and do it with a clear conscience!"

…That’s a really good reason.

The black-haired young man blinked, took out his cell phone and checked it, and found that the email had received a response. He reached out his hand, wiped his lips, and took a deep breath.

This time his attack was very steady. Without the disturbance of the bellows and the snow water, the goldfish became much quieter and was hit accurately by his attack.

Chiyodani Toru looked at the flower-back goldfish struggling on the paper net and smiled a childish and smug smile.

The goldfish experienced high-altitude flying for free and then fell back into the pond.

He returned the remaining eight nets to the boss, then bent over to pick up the plastic bag he had placed aside. One of the paper boxes had a distinct edge pressed out by something, but he just glanced at it casually and paid no more attention to it.

As the boss was leaving, he waved happily at him and shouted, "There are still fifty-eight minutes left - when the biggest fireworks are set off - remember to take a photo - and make a wish -!"

Chiyodani Toru waved the umbrella in his hand, smiled at him and mouthed the word "OK".

After turning around, he restrained all his expressions. A strong murderous intent flashed in his black eyes, but in an instant, the gentleness was completely restrained.

He walked to the side of the road and stopped a car. After the driver opened the door, he slowly took out the gun that he had kept in his arms.

"Borrow it," he said politely.

Three seconds later, a taxi sped away, and a shivering driver in work clothes appeared on the road.