Chapter 92

Although Bai Yun often felt overwhelmed by Gojo Satoru's various brainstorming, the environment has changed after all.

My lord, times have changed, and Gojo Satoru has become more useful.

Now there are solutions for both extreme cases, leaving us with the ordinary people in the middle who are not so easy to categorize.

Although the remaining part is the most difficult, Bai Yun knows in his heart that he cannot become fat in one bite. In addition, in order for Gojo Satoru to perform stably, he also needs to give his brain a break, so he is already very satisfied with the current progress.

Bai Yun, who had just successfully carried out a fraud plan against five people (?) through his unremitting efforts, nodded in his heart and began to study how to make the three vests withdraw a little.

It was too difficult to open three accounts, and Bai Yun was afraid that he would accidentally log into the wrong account and cause more trouble.

Just as he was racking his brains for a specific plan, the scene that happened in front of him the next second made Bai Yun completely give up the idea of ​​making plans in advance.

Conan Edogawa, who had just landed successfully, took off again for some reason. This time, there was no external interference and everything was under his own control, so the speed was not too fast. He seemed to be moving with ease, but his eyes revealed tenacity. He was staring straight in the direction of Bai Yun and the others.

As soon as Bai Yun saw his eyes, she realized: With Conan around, the plan would never keep up with the changes.

Let's take it one step at a time.

What happened to Conan Edogawa was neither simple nor complicated, and was full of theatrical routines.

After the incident, he quickly arrived at the explosion point closest to him, deduced most of the information he needed from the wreckage of the explosive and the location of the setting, and quickly locked on the murderer.

As always, Conan Edogawa bravely and decisively dragged his small body to engage in face-to-face reasoning with the mastermind behind the scenes.

Although what he said was all true, the mastermind behind the incident did not choose to execute him immediately. Instead, he saw that he was just a child and tried to kill him directly to silence him.

At the moment of being washed away by the heat wave of the explosion, Conan Edogawa performed exceptionally well with the surging adrenaline. For a moment, his blood was boiling and the only thing in his eyes was the mastermind behind the scenes.

This also resulted in him not realizing until he regained control of the skateboard and stepped on solid ground that he seemed to see a few people not far away when he just flew out.

And that conspicuous white hair...those people look somewhat familiar.

In just a moment of distraction, Conan Edogawa lost sight of his target.

The mastermind behind the incident might have thought that the other party was just a child, and although he was a little smart, there was no way he could survive the explosion. So he did not confirm the death of Conan Edogawa at the beginning, and immediately ran away after the explosion.

The smoke and dust has not yet completely dissipated and the visibility at the scene is still very low.

Edogawa Conan secretly clicked his tongue, realizing that this was not a solution, so he turned around and rushed towards the sacred tree on his skateboard again.

The skateboard, which was originally powered by solar energy, is still being used to its nuclear-powered effect even though the sun has already set. Conan Edogawa holds on to the edge of the skateboard tightly and soars into the sky once again.

He planned to reconfirm the location of Bai Yun and the others, and if necessary, get closer and ask them what was going on.

What no one expected was that this scene was seen by a third party.

The mayor of City C has always attached great importance to the celebration and had made appointments with familiar media early on to publicize today's grand event.

But what he never expected was that before the float paraded through the streets and the fireworks were in place, its relative, the bomb, came uninvited and took the center stage.

The media who had already arrived at the scene suddenly became alert. Like sharks smelling blood, they ignored the mayor's obstruction and rushed towards the direction of the brightest fire with their guns and cannons.

Because the location where the incident occurred was a restricted area for outsiders, this group of media people ran against the flow of people. The further they ran, the fewer people there were, and only the sound of their own breathing became more and more obvious.

The urgent ringing of the phone seemed particularly abrupt at this moment. After picking up the phone, the voice of the mayor of City C came from the other end, almost like a roar -

"I didn't invite you here to broadcast this! Turn off the live broadcast!"

“Okay, okay—”

A young girl who looked to be in her twenties responded repeatedly, then quickly hung up the phone. After checking that they were almost there, she called out to her companions, "Hurry up, hurry up, set up the equipment!"

The cameraman was stunned for a moment: "But didn't the mayor say..."

"Why do you think I risked my life to come here?!"

She quickly looked at her partner in front of her, and seeing his extremely young face, she suddenly realized: "See, I forgot to ask. You are scared, right? It's okay. I also practiced stand-up comedy for a while when I was in middle school. Give me the equipment and run first. I can do it alone."

The cameraman choked for two seconds before he remembered that the skinny and small senior in front of him seemed to have been a war correspondent.

When the senior really raised his hand to take the equipment weighing nearly 20 kilograms, he subconsciously dodged, causing the entire camera to move upward.

A black shadow passed across the screen. The cameraman took a glance and then froze for a moment.

The senior noticed the other person's abnormality and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

The cameraman looked dazed and said, "I saw a child flying over..."

As we all know, children normally do not fly in the sky.

Therefore, combined with the current environment and the fact that what the photographer said was a bit blurry, she subconsciously thought that a child was blown away by the bomb.

Most of the war correspondents themselves were somewhat anti-war, and the elders had seen too many children suffer. This information immediately aroused her anger and sympathy.

She even forgot about reporting it for a moment. After confirming with the cameraman, she ran in the direction he pointed in her high heels, wanting to confirm the child's condition.

The photographer opened his mouth, hesitated for a while, turned his head, and then found that he couldn't remember the way here at all.

Behind him was an unfamiliar street, around him was a barren land, and in front of him was the senior running farther and farther away. The cameraman gritted his teeth and finally followed him.

“Senior! Wait for me, Senior—!”

Turn your attention back to Bai Yun and the others.

Conan Edogawa skillfully stopped his skateboard at a distance he thought was safe, and while his eyes were alert, he said without any mercy: "Why are the big brothers here?"

He had always felt that "Hatake Kakashi" and Gojo Satoru were shrouded in mystery and full of lies. In addition, when he had a previous conversation with the mastermind, he realized that the other party did have accomplices, so now he naturally suspected Bai Yun and the other person.

Conan Edogawa put his hands behind his back. There was only one anesthetic needle in his watch, but there were four adults at the scene. Even if the football in his belt was included, the possibility of three in a row was very small.

For safety reasons, he should not be there.

But on the one hand, Conan Edogawa also realized that he had been too high-profile just now, and there was no point in hiding now; secondly, all the evidence was time-limited. If these people in front of him were really members of a criminal gang and successfully escaped, then he, a child, would have little influence and his testimony would not be enough to convict these people.

That was why he wanted to take a chance. After all, with such a big fuss, there would definitely be official personnel involved. It would be best if there were no problems. If there were, he would need to delay them for a while and then wait for backup.

Even if a few people want to completely break up, Edogawa Conan still has a skateboard. Even if he can't catch the person, he will still be able to escape completely.

Although he had arranged everything in his heart, Conan Edogawa's heart was still beating like a drum in his chest. He tried to observe the other two strangers present. When he saw the scar on Uchiha Obito's face, his face was solemn. When he saw the horns on Uchiha Madara's head and the eyes between his forehead, he stopped breathing...

As a materialistic warrior who, even after seeing the sacred tree and the replica city of City C, continued to try to explain them with parallel worlds and quantum mechanics, Conan Edogawa began to doubt the entire world he knew for the first time in his life.

At this moment, countless cases that Conan Edogawa had solved emerged in his mind, some of which were tinged with legends, but without exception, there was always a human factor behind the ultimate mystery.

So he calmed down and then became resolute: "Big brother, are you guys doing special effects makeup?"

Generally, the various non-humans in movies are the result of special effects makeup plus the special effects themselves, so good and well-funded special effects makeup is indeed enough to achieve an effect that is indistinguishable from the real thing.

Especially now that it's late and the distance is still far, some details are not clear, so Edogawa Conan is more certain of his thoughts.

After all, none of these four look like normal people. Just looking at the four white-haired guys, they would be conspicuous enough on the street, let alone dressing like this to throw bombs.

On the contrary, if these people were all artists, it would make sense: in Edogawa Conan's stereotype, there is no artist who is not crazy.

After hearing his question, Gojo Satoru instantly understood Conan Edogawa's train of thought and almost laughed to death.

The main thing is that the fact that Uchiha Madara was particularly doubted by his own "creation" really tickled his funny bone.

Gojo Satoru is now very curious about what kind of surprises these residents of Beika Town can bring him.

So he answered half-truthfully, "We came to pray to the sacred tree, hoping that it would fulfill our wish."

"What do you wish for?"

Conan Edogawa subconsciously thought of the Black Organization and Ran's sad expression after he had to leave again and again because he became smaller.

But he soon broke free from his emotional whirlpool and adjusted his mindset: "The idea that the sacred tree can fulfill wishes is definitely a lie. At most, it can only be regarded as some kind of psychological encouragement, achieving the effect of a placebo."

"I will realize my wish by myself, without the help of the sacred tree."

After hearing this, Bai Yun glanced at him with sympathy: You don’t even know what you have missed.

Gojo Satoru still didn't want to let him go: "Really?"

The man stood up and looked at the base of the sacred tree not far away: "That's not necessarily true."

Everyone present looked in the direction of Gojo Satoru's sight.

The old lady who was taken away by Yuta Okkotsu before was kneeling devoutly in front of the sacred tree at some point, and next to her was an off-road vehicle with a shattered head.

It seems that the old woman somehow got rid of Yuta Okkotsu, and while Bai Yun and the others were busy, she took a turn to overtake them and arrived at the destination ahead of everyone else.

The flower buds on the top of the sacred tree blossomed at some point, and the faintly glowing pollen scattered in the air, floating down like snowflakes.

An illusory shadow appeared beside the old woman. Because the distance was too far, Bai Yun could not hear what the old woman's shadow said. He could only see the old woman suddenly grinning. From Bai Yun's perspective, he could also see the pink gummy bear in her mouth.

Even if someone who has no idea what is happening sees it, they can roughly guess what is happening.

——What is happening before our eyes is a true miracle.

This scene was also seen by the photographer who arrived late, and was live-broadcasted, deeply engraved in everyone's mind.