Chapter 147 Birds and Light (3)

Blindness, I have just explained it, why do you have to explain why he is... the person you are looking for or something. "

The girl spoke confidently, her voice full of confusion and anxiety, as if it were true. Even though a gun was pointed at her the moment she opened her mouth, her voice did not tremble at all.

But Asuka Mizuki, whose clothes were grabbed by her at the waist, could obviously feel her hands trembling slightly.

Mao Lilan bit her lower lip. She was a little overwhelmed by this sudden change, but she still figured out a clear line of logic from it. It was because of the unusual disease on Asuka Mizuki's hands that the man in front of her, who was of unknown origin, wanted to take him back, and the person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to believe it.

"Aren't the decorations coming in from the hall all red? Why did you say that there was something wrong with my eyes for no reason? "The white-haired boy paused and felt Mao Lilan quickly write a word on his back with her finger. When they were young, the four of them often played this game together. After the girl finished writing, he immediately recognized that what she wrote were colors and objects. "Besides... now the props on the goggles that can change color vision have been activated, so of course I can't see colors. "

At least we have to plant a seed of doubt in the hearts of Vodka and Gin on the other end of the phone. Gin is suspicious anyway, and after hearing all this, he has begun to suspect that this researcher just found someone to save his life.

After Mao Lilan finished writing, she wanted to say something, but when her eyes unconsciously fell on the back of Fei Niao Wu's neck, she was silent.

Because she was pulling the already loose clothes with her hands, because she was too tense and strong, she pulled the collar back a lot, revealing a small part of the boy's white skin on the back, but not far below the back of the neck, there was a patch that had faded a lot, but still There is a scar that is obviously obvious.

It looks like it was permed with something, with words written crookedly, and as it ages, it has been stretched into a shape that is not quite the same as before, but it is still not difficult to see that the permed mark is the number '124' that came out of the man's mouth before.

The remaining large and small faint scars are all hidden under the shadow of the sweater, and only the exposed front can vaguely glimpse the once ferocious appearance.

No wonder Xiao Wu wraps herself up tightly whether she goes to the beach with everyone or in summer.

If this is seen, wouldn't it be...

Mao Li Ran She felt like her heart was being squeezed. She was behind Asuka Mizuki, only one or two meters away from the three people. No matter what she did, she might be discovered. The girl held her breath, put her hands in her pockets, and gently twisted the concealer that Suzuki Sonoko had passionately recommended to her when she went out in the morning.

No matter what, let's block this first.

She secretly squeezed a little on the tip of her finger, and then, with the cover of Asuka Mizuki's body, she touched the back of the other person's neck.

When her fingertips touched the uneven scars, Mao Lilan clearly felt the person in front of her was slightly afraid. She shrank for a moment, then relaxed and let him do what he wanted.

Xiao Wu, what had he done before...

The girl tried to control her expression, looking at the scar filled with humiliation and indifference, swallowing her chaotic thoughts, and smeared it evenly on the small scar with shaking hands. The scar was relatively light to begin with, and after a few rubs, the ointment slowly spread out, and the scar that was originally burned and looked like a brand was hastily covered up for the time being.

She did this in a subtle way, and the researcher was only concerned with arguing with the other end of the phone, and didn't notice the movement here at all.

"Damn it. "The man hung up the phone, his eyes were dark and unclear.

Being looked at by the other party with such eyes, Fei Niao Wu felt uncomfortable subconsciously, and he hurriedly pulled Mao Li Ran behind him. Sure enough, the next second, someone grabbed his slender neck and pulled him forward.

"Xiao Wu!"

Mao Li Ran stretched out her hand to block, but was blocked by the others with guns pointed at her.

The white-haired boy frowned, only feeling a pulling feeling on his head. The man grabbed the man's hair, which had grown a lot longer, and strangled his neck with the other hand. He carefully looked at the back of his neck, but he couldn't see anything for a while.

"Take her back first. "The man ordered.

An

emergency meeting was immediately held in the Metropolitan Police Department. Everyone in the conference room had a visibly heavy look on their faces.

The man with semi-long hair held his mobile phone. He had received a text message from Asuka Mizuki a few hours ago. The white-haired boy was wearing a sweater given by a friend, with an overly cute sweater chain hanging on it. He made a scissors hand gesture in front of the camera with an expressionless face, which made the man laugh for a long time. He even held it up to show off to Matsuda Jinpei, but found out that Matsuda Jinpei and Date Kou had received the same photo. During lunch, he felt aggrieved for a long time, half-truthfully.

Who knew that a good trip would turn out like this. From the previous studio, to the banquet, cruise and travel later, why does this guy never have anything good happen every time he goes out to play.

"Jinpei, can you lend me a light?" He thought about this and became even more worried. He could only pull out a cigarette box from his pocket to try to calm himself down.

"Don't ask me." Matsuda Jinpei stretched out his hands to him, "I threw away the lighter a long time ago."

Hagiwara Kenji then remembered that he had quit smoking when he was a child. He randomly pulled his long hair and took back the cigarette box first.

"Officer Megure, someone is coming. "

Sato Miwako pushed open the door of the conference hall, finally breaking the depressing atmosphere inside temporarily. Megure Jusan quickly stood up and walked towards the door, and Hagiwara Kenji was also attracted by her attention and looked up to the door.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, still wrapped in a large black coat. He was much thinner than the time he went to the hot spring hotel with them a few months ago, and his face was full of sickness.

"Mr. Suemitsu." Megure Jusan led him to the side of the conference hall. Someone had turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the room, but the man in front of him still looked cold. The chubby police officer's eyes flashed with worry, "I'm sorry to bother you again."

"Don't say that, let's race against time. "Suemiku Sosuke coughed twice.

"Okay, then let's officially start." The situation was already urgent, and Officer Megure stopped talking after hearing this, and stood in front of the screen again. The screen quickly showed the live broadcast picture just now, "This afternoon at 18:00, at the art exhibition held in the skyscraper in the suburbs of Beika Town..."

Suemiku Sosuke tried hard to endure the cough and the stuffy pain in his chest, and did not disturb other people in the conference hall. His eyelids were really heavy. In addition to the pain that could be completely controlled by painkillers, the worsening condition also brought drowsiness. The man frowned, pinched his eyebrows, and tried to wake up a little.

"'Red Scorpion' disappeared after a crackdown two years ago. It was Mr. Suemitsu who was in charge of that operation." Megure Jusan nodded to him, "Please tell us more about this thief gang." "'Red Scorpion' has 74

members." Feeling that everyone in the conference room was looking at him as the police officer spoke, Suemitsu spoke without hesitation. He reached out and took the pen that controlled the screen from the other party. The slender pen body turned a smooth circle between his fingers, and the top hit the metal frame next to the screen, making a small crisp sound. Takagi

Wataru, who was busy taking notes, was startled and looked up at the screen in an instant.

The man narrowed his dark red eyes, and did not criticize him for just burying his head in notes during the meeting. He continued, "Two years ago, in the 'Meerkat' operation, 59 members including the leader were arrested, and 15 are still missing."

As he moved, the screen showed a photo of the leader of the theft organization being taken to prison.

Suemitsu Sosuke coughed a few times, and during this gap, Inspector Megure pointed at the head of the man on the screen and said, "This is the purpose of their action this time. The former leader of the 'Red Scorpion' is Aizawagawa. The 'Red Scorpion' is demanding the lives of hundreds of people in the venue and asking us to release him."

"Where is Aizawagawa now?" The man frowned and lowered his voice deliberately to avoid speaking to his already broken lungs and causing a lot of troublesome gasps and coughs.

Inspector Megure signaled the police officer in charge of connecting with the prison to explain the situation.

"Reporting to Mr. Suemitsu, he has been escorted from prison to the Metropolitan Police Department." The policeman who was pointed out stood up quickly and reported loudly to Suemitsu Sosuke in front of his leader. The man looked at him and couldn't help but bowed his head and coughed twice.

This policeman really looked as heartless as Takagi Wataru.

"Then what are we waiting for!" Kogoro Mouri, who had been smoking nearby, slammed the table and stood up. He had already finished smoking countless cigarettes in a hurry. "Xiaolan and the others, and so many people are inside. Those people are holding assault rifles in their hands!"

"We can't let them go."

"What do you mean?!" Kogoro Mouri frowned and looked at the man who spoke. His face was very ugly, but compared to usual, he was unexpectedly calm and serious. Obviously, his precious daughter who was threatened by guns in the venue had already grabbed all the heartstrings of this father.

"A lot of things are wrong this time." Suemitsu Sosuke frowned as he spoke. The air conditioner in the room was actually turned up high to accommodate him, but the chill in his bones still made him wrap his coat tighter without making a sound. The back of his pale hand was covered with several purple pinholes. "Huizawa River is our only bargaining chip. If we hand it over rashly, we might even lose the hostages. The safety of the hostages is the most important thing." Feeling

the atmosphere in the conference room getting heavier again, the man tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers. "What are their detailed requirements?"

"Send Kaisawakawa to the red telephone booth on the left front section of Beika East Road, and let him contact them through the phone booth. Others will come to pick him up later. They will release the hostages after they are safely evacuated." "

But... Officer Megure." Takagi Shigeru raised his hand, "Just now, Brother Date and I have conducted a thorough investigation of the surrounding area, and we did not find any suspicious vehicles."

Upon hearing this, Officer Megure's expression became even more gloomy, "Is there nothing unusual?"

"We checked several times, and there is indeed nothing unusual."

After the people in the conference hall discussed for a while, someone raised his hand and asked, "But we have no idea about the situation inside the venue, and we cannot arrange a sniper for the time being."

"My student is inside." Suemitsu Sosuke, who had been listening quietly to their arrangements, finally spoke. He looked at the others and couldn't help but smile, because the word "student" reminded him of the childish face of Edogawa Conan, and his dark red eyes flashed slightly. "The situation in the venue can be handed over to him."

"Mr. Suemitsu's student?" Inspector Megure was stunned for a while, but he didn't react to the existence of such a person. He just occasionally heard the little boy who often appeared with Maori Kogoro calling him teacher. Could there be someone else? "Is it okay to hand it over to him?"

"Yes." Suemitsu Sosuke's sickly face finally showed other expressions. He looked at Inspector Megure, who was worried, and nodded, "Leave it to him."

"He is my most proud student."

Megure Jusan nodded solemnly, and then rearranged the rest of the things. Seeing that everyone else in the conference room had started to move, Suemitsu Sosuke simply pushed his wheelchair to the corridor. The phone swung around in his hand. The man hesitated for a moment and skipped Edogawa Conan's number. He was not prepared to call him under such a coercive situation, but called another person.

While waiting for the call to be connected, he took out a box from the inside pocket of his coat. There were only a few cigarettes left in it, and only two thin cigarettes were swaying pitifully in the empty box with his movements.

This former SWAT captain who needed cigarettes to "keep alive" in the past and now obviously would not let his cigarette box be so empty. The current situation is probably the result of the little detective who kept rushing towards him no matter how he retreated and the supervision of the cleaner.

The man inexplicably felt that he had the same plight as Dr. Agasa, who could not eat any high-calorie food because of Ai Haibara's stare. He pulled out a cigarette from the box and dropped it into his mouth, only to then realize that he did not have a number machine.

It was clearly in his pocket yesterday. Could it be that one of them took it away again?

The voice that came from the other end soon after the call was connected made Suemitsu Sosuke put the topic of the lighter aside for the time being. Before he spoke, he took out the cigarette in his mouth and held it between his fingertips, "What's the situation on your side?"

"I saw Cointreau in the live broadcast of the venue." Akai Shuichi on the opposite side was still wearing Okiya Subaru's disguise, and he also held a lit cigarette in his hand. He suddenly remembered the voice that flashed across the screen before, but he would not mistake it at all. The dark green eyes hidden under the glasses flashed a cold light, "It seems that this time it has a lot to do with the organization."

"The Public Security Bureau has shut down so many of their laboratories and arrested hundreds of researchers... They can only use this method to make up for the losses."

Suemitsu Sosuke said, and the gloom between his brows became heavier.

Contrary to their usual style, they did it so blatantly, which gave them a desperate feeling. It seemed that the list of people in the villa had indeed caused them a great loss.

He understood the urgency to find the escaped experimental subject like Asuka Misty, but he had no idea why they had to assist the guests of the Red Scorpion venue.

Before he could say anything else, he heard a very light interjection from the other side, as if in surprise.

The man with glasses clenched his phone, and was indeed a little surprised. He did not expect to see Gin's car outside. The conspicuous Porsche was parked on the road behind the venue, like a black panther quietly waiting for its prey to come to the door.

"Gin." Suemitsu Sosuke, who had known about the situation with Yutani Misaki for a long time, raised an eyebrow, making himself look a little surprised.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to meet here again." Okiya Subaru was on the top floor of the building opposite the venue. He stood sideways and looked at the extremely familiar car on the road at the bottom from a distance, "...and my lover."

After saying that, the man's dark green silence darkened. I didn't expect the venue to be so lively today. The organization's number one killer, a thief gang that has disappeared for two years, and outside is Gin, a busy man.

Suemitsu Sosuke listened to the words on the other side and was speechless for two seconds. He really couldn't appreciate the unrestrained metaphors and nicknames of the Americans. After the two exchanged information, before hanging up the phone, the man who was still holding a cigarette that he couldn't light said concisely, "My lighter."

"It's with the little boy." The pink-haired man who was holding the metal lighter he took out of the other's pocket pushed the pot to Edogawa Conan in the venue without any hesitation. He didn't even blink when he lied, and even used the "loot" to light another one for himself. The man

responded half-doubtfully and hung up the phone, but he didn't know that the other party narrowed his eyes because of his hesitant response. Under the originally gentle disguise, there was a coldness and silence that belonged to the identity of Akai Shuichi.

Suemitsu Sosuke put his phone back into his pocket, stared at the cigarette in his hand for a while, and felt his throat itchy, so he simply grabbed a lucky police officer who was passing by. The lucky

"police officer" Hagiwara Kenji took the lighter he had just found, and after much hesitation, he protected the flame with his left hand and lit the cigarette for the man in front of him.

Only after getting closer did he carefully observe the condition of the former special police officer he had met a few months ago. If he could still see the relief and high spirits after the mission was completed that time, now he was just sick.

He is still smoking in this state, I really don't know what he is thinking. Hagiwara Kenji silently complained in his heart, but inexplicably did not refuse the other party's request for a light.

The smell of tobacco slowly rose in the corner. The man bent over and coughed for a long time because of the long-lost cigarette. When he raised his head again, his pale face was slightly flushed, and he looked much healthier than before.

"Mr. Suemitsu." The man with half-long hair finally spoke. He remembered the scene when he met Takagi Wataru in the corridor before and the latter asked Officer Megure if he could take him on the helicopter as Suemitsu Sosuke requested. He only felt that he was looking at a spark hidden in the ashes and wind.

"Life is mortal, but life is short."

Takagi Wataru's voice from a distance said that the helicopter was ready. Hagiwara Kenji looked down at him in a daze. The man who said this did not turn his head to make eye contact with him. He just thanked him briefly for the light and moved his wheelchair towards Takagi Wataru. It was not until he was led to

the bottom of the helicopter by the police officer that Suemitsu Sosuke suddenly remembered a small problem that was not very important at the moment.

His old illness relapsed in the past two days, and he did not let Edogawa Conan see his wolfish appearance. How could he have taken the lighter from his pocket? He

only realized it now...

He pressed his temples and had to admit that his thoughts and memory were indeed a little confused due to the repeated worsening of his illness. He didn't even recognize Akai Shuichi's lie, which was so unconvincing, and he half-believed and half-doubted it.

The author has something to say:

7.8 supplement:

I modified many settings of the theater version, and they are all added in this chapter

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7.7 has been revised.

The revision is finished, and the update will be resumed in 7.9~

Because a lot of new content has been added, the plot has been pushed back a lot, and this chapter is the beginning of the theater version.

But don't worry, the content that has been released before and after the revision will be put in this chapter after adjustment, and you will definitely not buy a new chapter with repeated content!

Currently this chapter is just the beginning because the outline of the theater version is still being sorted out, and some original text details need to be adjusted. After the adjustment is completed, all will be put into this chapter~