The moment the homeless man opened the door, the car exploded with a deafening roar. All of this happened in an instant; the homeless man's expression of surprise hadn't even had time to change before he was engulfed in flames.
The homeless man was at the epicenter of the explosion; it was unlikely he could find any fragments even if he turned back. Gazing at the Porsche 356A, now a fireball, and feeling the intense heat emanating from it, Gin snorted coldly and turned away.
Seeing his older brother leave, Vodka quickly followed. After a few steps, he looked back at the still-burning wreckage and gave a cold snort.
...
Just after Kōyū finished bandaging up, he heard an explosion. However, he didn't show any joy or disappointment on his face. It would still be difficult to kill Gin with such a simple thing.
If he couldn't kill him, why did Kōyū do it?
Simply put, it's disgusting. It's about disgusting Gin and stirring up hatred. Anyway, it's already enough. I believe Gin wouldn't care if it's a little more.
As for the big guy next to Gin, Vodka Kosuke was certainly not underestimated. Being able to get a codename means he can't be that bad. It's just that being by Gin's side might have reduced his presence.
Guangyou nodded: "Although Vodka's IQ is indeed not high, he is still a power type of athlete in terms of physique."
"What are you thinking about? Is it related to the explosion just now?" Ai asked softly.
"Hehe, we blew up Gin's car." Kōyū raised an eyebrow, his disgusting goal achieved, and he was in a slightly pleasant mood.
“He seems to have several Porsche 356As,” Ai said after a moment’s thought. “But you still managed to annoy him. However, you need to be careful; he’s a very vengeful person.”
Kōyū nodded indifferently. He understood what kind of person Gin was and was fully aware of the consequences of his actions. However, the two represented different camps, and perhaps their relationship could be reconciled in the future, but the possibility was almost zero at the moment.
It's impossible that Gin is an undercover agent, right? If he really is, wouldn't Karasuma Renya become withdrawn?
Of course, if that were to happen, Guangyou would be very happy to see it, since the two of them are currently enemies, and it would be best to describe it as dogs fighting each other.
However, Kōyū also knew that this was something he could only dream about.
"Kid, don't you know that move is dangerous?"
Uncle Mori looked at Kōyū, whose arm was wrapped in gauze, and asked with some concern, "How are you? Are you alright?"
After seeing Kousuke shake his head, Uncle Mori straightened up and criticized, "Don't do it again. And how did you end up hanging out with that Kid guy?"
Picking up a top hat, Uncle Mori carefully examined Kōyū's attire: "Kid, do you even know who Kid is?"
“It’s Shinichi-nii-san,” Kōsuke suddenly said.
"What?!"
At the same time, Conan, Ran, Uncle Mori, and Ayumi all said those two words in unison.
"Relax, I was just kidding." Kwang-woo waved his hand and smiled.
Hearing this, Ran nodded: "I knew it. How could Shinichi be Kaito Kid? Shinichi has low emotional intelligence and is not good at fighting. How could he be Kaito Kid?"
Conan rolled his eyes. Was this a compliment or an insult?
Among the group, only Uncle Mori nodded to himself, keeping a watchful eye on things: "They do look somewhat alike, both so arrogant."
"Boom!"
The loud noise made Uncle Mori look up at the upper part of the twin towers, and suddenly he cried out in pain, "My car!"
Only then did he remember the red convertible sports car he had won in the lottery. Unfortunately, that sports car had already said goodbye to him and was probably broken into pieces by now. Even if there wasn't a complete piece left for him to remember it by, that would be fine.
This is at least his first car, and it's quite high-end.
Uncle Mori sniffed hard, his eyes full of regret. Just as Uncle Mori was feeling down, Tokiwa Mio, who had already escaped, laughed and said, "Don't worry, Mori-senpai, our Tokiwa Group will send you another one later."
"Really?" Uncle Mori suddenly became excited. His dream of owning a luxury car had reappeared, and he had already achieved 99% of it. He still believed in the Tokiwa Group, or rather, he believed in Tokiwa Mio. After all, they were alumni, and the other party was so wealthy that they didn't care about such a small amount.
Didn't you see how calm Mio remained even as her carefully constructed building was nearly destroyed?
Mio wasn't as calm as everyone thought. She was a little worried because there might be opposition from the city regarding this maintenance. The cost wasn't a big deal, but she didn't know how to deal with the people above her.
The death of Oki Iwatsu also weighed heavily on Mio's mind. The maintenance costs were a minor matter, especially considering the entire twin-tower skyscraper, the cost was practically negligible.
"Officer, I confess. I killed Oki Iwamatsu."
A slightly aged voice suddenly rang out. Inspector Megure stared at Kisaragi Mine in front of him, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Did you really kill him? Why did you kill him?"
Feng Shui's face was very calm: "I killed him because he made the Twin Towers skyscrapers built. I live on that mountaintop. Because I'm getting old, I bought that mountain and built a house on it in order to paint Mount Fuji. I can see the whole Mount Fuji directly from there. But because of this building, my view was blocked. In a moment of confusion, I killed him."
"I approached him by giving him my painting and then killed him."
"So, Mr. Hara Yoshiaki is also you?" Inspector Megure carefully noted down every word Kisaragi Minemi said.
Feng Shui shook his head: "He is not me. When I got there, I found him dead, and then I smashed that small wine glass next to him."
"Because the broken wine glass represents Mount Fuji being split in two," Conan said in a deep voice.
Fengshui nodded, then turned to the somewhat surprised Mio and said, "I hope I can see that art studio again in my lifetime, and paint a picture there again. I'm sorry, Mio."
After saying that, he turned and got into the police car. Takagi, who was holding the handcuffs, was also very embarrassed. This time the criminal was too honest, and he was caught off guard.
What happened next had nothing to do with Guangyou and his group. It was quite late, so they stayed in the still intact Building B and planned to spend the night in the hotel there before going to the Metropolitan Police Department to give their statements the next day.
Although there were many empty rooms, given what had happened tonight, Ran and Sonoko decided it would be better to stay in one room for the time being. Although that was what they said, Sonoko was still a little scared and held onto Ran tightly. Ran could only nod helplessly.
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