Chapter 2838 2850 [Gin's Prank]
For some reason, the lock inside the cabinet was completely stuck and could not be opened.
"Calm down." Conan took a deep breath, trying to block out the "tick," "tick" sound of the second hand. He adjusted his body in the narrow cabinet and reached out to touch his sneakers.
"Without football cushioning, using strengthening shoes directly may cause injuries... But now is not the time to worry about such details!"
After 0.1 seconds of hesitation, Conan felt that his life was more important - the bomb above his head was about to explode, and it was better to have a pain in his legs for a while than to be blown into a skewer on the iron plate at close range.
After weighing the situation carefully, he turned on the switch with a serious expression and kicked with all his strength!
"Bang!" There was a loud noise.
A fake elementary school student cried out and hugged his feet.
——The strength-enhancing shoes didn’t work. Without the help of technology, his leg strength as a first-grader was not enough to open the locker door.
The pain in his feet made Conan's mind go blank and he gasped a few times. After coming to his senses, he stared at his shoes in disbelief: How come the same as the lock on the shoes broke down at this critical moment? !
"…Is my luck really that bad?"
The saying "there is always a way out" seems like a joke at this moment.
Conan looked at the iron cabinet he was in, and listened to the bomb above his head, and suddenly he felt like he was moving into the urn in advance. After a moment of stunned silence, he thought of escaping one by one in his mind, and then eliminated them one by one.
Finally, Conan silently took out his cell phone and opened his email.
…Now that things have come to this, I’d better write a suicide note first.
He may die, but his experiences and clues tonight will remain and become a beacon for future generations to eradicate the Black Organization!
With a bit of heroism and grief, Conan typed a bunch of words quickly and pressed send.
The buffer icon spun a few times and finally turned into a small exclamation mark - sending failed.
Conan belatedly looked at the signal box in the upper right corner: "..."
I almost forgot! The underground signal is not good to begin with, and this locker is made of metal. Now it is surrounded by metal, and he doesn’t even have the right to send a suicide note! !
"Gin..."
Thinking of the tall, silver-haired man in black, Conan's face showed a bit of anger in addition to fear.
Kudo Shinichi died at the hands of Gin and Vodka. And now, Conan is about to repeat the same mistake... What a funny and sad fate.
"I was too anxious. As soon as I saw the clues of that organization, I rushed over and completely forgot to assess the danger of the other party.
"I should have known that someone who dared to randomly bomb the Shinkansen would not leave so easily just because he 'didn't find anyone'. My previous thoughts on how to deal with such a madman who would bomb at will were too naive."
Looking back at his bold but flawed action, Conan felt a little regretful. However, now that he was trapped in the closet and the bomb was about to explode right next to him, it was too late to regret.
Can only look forward.
But……
“It’s really hopeless ahead.
"I don't know how much information will remain on this phone after the explosion." Conan smiled bitterly and lowered his head, looking at the screen that was emitting a faint light:
"Should I take a gamble and send it on time, or should I take this opportunity to leave some hidden and obscure death message like those victims did, so that when Jiang Xia checks the scene later, I can use this method to tell him the cause of my death?
"But if this happens, Jiang Xia will follow in my footsteps..."
The increasingly thin oxygen in the cabinet made Conan gradually lose his concentration and his mind began to wander.
At this moment, he seemed to hear a familiar voice, not knowing if it was an illusion.
"Huh?" Conan was puzzled at first, then he sighed, "I am really going to die. My mind is full of thoughts - why do I seem to hear Jiang Xia calling me?"
"At this time, Jiang Xia should be sleeping soundly at home. Sigh, I really don't know whether I should envy him..."
Click.
The lock turned and the cabinet door was opened from the outside.
A beam of light shone in, like a stairway to heaven leading people to climb.
"Is this what it looks like after death? It turns out those cartoons are real. Before death, people can really see the light of heaven..." Conan looked at the dazzling light, his mind struggling with reason and instinct. "No, there are no gods or ghosts in the world. I must have watched too many movies and TV shows, and a lot of similar material has accumulated in my mind, so I have corresponding hallucinations before death."
"What kind of hallucination before death?"
A hand stretched out from the light and picked him up like a chicken.
The sudden rise into the air and the cool air outside made Conan's confused mind suddenly clear up.
Conan looked up in shock and saw a face that had just been muttering: "Jiang Xia? Why are you here?!"
Jiang Xia nodded the plain glasses on his nose: "Of course it's because Xiao Ai gave this to me - I heard that this is a spare pair of glasses that can track your location."
As he spoke, he looked around and said, "You sneaked away with Itakura Taku's diary just to come to a place like this?"
"!" Conan suddenly came to his senses and realized that the bomb's timer was still going on. He jumped up in panic, "Run, there's a bomb here! It's going to explode soon!!"
"Bomb?" Jiang Xia put Conan on the ground, looking very interested in this sudden little accident. "Where is it? I just happened to have learned some bomb disposal techniques."
"Why are you dismantling it? There's no time!" Conan glanced at his watch and was horrified to find that there were only a few seconds left before the "5 minutes" that Gin had mentioned.
"It's too late... get down!"
Conan leapt forward with all his might.
However, the imagined scene of "knocking down teammates and hiding behind the cabinet next to them" did not appear. Conan just bumped into Jiang Xia's leg... and then bounced back smoothly.
When he got up dizzy, Jiang Xia seemed to have discovered something.
The famous detective followed the sound and looked towards one of the lockers. After thinking for a moment, he reached out and opened the door.
"bell--!!"
A shrill bell rang out, and the noise collided back and forth between the iron cabinet and the narrow storage room, deafening.
The sudden loud noise made Conan's scalp explode and his whole body felt like a basin of ice water was poured over him, as if he had already seen the tragic scene of himself and Jiang Xia being smashed to pieces.
However, the next moment, as Jiang Xia gently stretched out his hand, the noise that seemed to be drilling into someone's skull suddenly disappeared, and the storage room returned to peace.
——No explosion, no death.
Nothing at all.
…It’s like I had a nightmare and now I’ve woken up from it, only to find that nothing actually happened here.
...How is this possible? !
Conan looked up in confusion, just in time to see Jiang Xia taking his hand back from the locker, holding in his hand a... simple mechanical alarm clock with two steel ears on top and a metal pendulum in between.
Conan who escaped death: "..."
Conan: “???”
(End of this chapter)
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