Chapter 185 Tomorrow's Bloom

Takeda Daiji did not immediately check on Kasugawa Shugo's condition. He saw from a distance that his subordinate was safely sent to the ambulance, and subconsciously paused and took his steps back.

Now is not the time to relax.

The man clenched his fists, suppressed the urge to confirm the other party's condition with his own eyes, and returned his gaze to the crumbling factory.

The only person they could guarantee to rescue safely was Kasugawa Shugo. The drug dealers in the factory basement and the hired mercenaries whose current situation was unknown were all inside the building. As a police officer in the General Affairs Office, he could not just evacuate and let the drug dealers and mercenaries inside leave on their own or be buried in the building that might explode and collapse again. He also could not let his team members go in and put themselves in danger.

Several broken wires were still flashing weak but extremely dangerous sparks.

Takeda Daiji frowned and looked at it. He didn't know what he thought of. He quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted the police officer who was lying in ambush at a higher position nearby.

"Fujii." The man began to speak, and as he spoke, he set his eyes on the communication tower in the distance that was slightly taller than the other buildings. "Destroy the base of the communication tower. How likely is it to make it fall to the factory's power distribution room at the back?"

"Power distribution room..." the police officer called 'Fujii' repeated subconsciously. He turned his aim towards the communication tower as Takeda Daiji said, and immediately realized that the other party wanted to use the power to destroy the center point that was still barely supplying electricity and allowing the entire factory to operate, in order to cut off the possibility of sparks causing another explosion.

This method is not feasible for rescuing Kasugawa Shugo, because it is very difficult and destructive. If you are not careful, it will threaten other buildings, so you can only send one person to rescue him first. However, now there are only drug dealers and mercenaries in the factory, and there is no other way to enter the factory, this method is feasible.

Unfortunately, the location of this signal tower is not very good.

Fujii frowned, looked around, and said with some disappointment, "It's almost impossible. No matter which support point is destroyed, it is impossible to make the signal tower fall to the core position in the middle of the distribution room. Although breaking the section in the southeast corner can make it fall on the factory building where the distribution room is located, the weight of the signal tower is not large. If it is not hit directly, it will be difficult to disrupt the power supply."

"That's troublesome..."

"What about hitting the electric pole on the east side?"

Takeda Daiji's thoughts were instantly interrupted by this sentence. He was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, following the train of thought of the person who spoke, and repeated this sentence to the police officer on the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"There is a chance, but the timing must be good." Fujii pointed the aiming mirror at the place they were talking about, "But the angle of this telephone pole is problematic. There are too many obstructions here, and it is basically impossible to hit the target."

Even if they shoot from the direction of Takeda Daiji, the only possible target, it is too difficult.

"Let me do it." Suemitsu Sosuke said. He had thought of this possibility when he proposed to use the telephone pole to hit it. He raised his head, his tone was rarely impolite, "At this angle and distance, I should be the only one who can hit it."

Takeda Daiji looked at him, and his originally solemn expression relaxed a lot.

The black-haired man took out the hand he always carried with him. He pulled the gun out from his waist and moved his wrist. It felt very different to be involved in such a mission outdoors again. He took a deep breath and felt a little nervous.

The surface of the gun and his arm formed a sharp and straight line. Takeda Daiji took off the single-sided earphone connected to Fujii from his body and put it on the black-haired man's ear.

All the actions went smoothly.

The sniper ambushed on the mountain not far away quickly cut off the connection line of the signal tower according to Takeda Daiji's instructions, and fired bullets one by one from the sniper rifle. **When the tower came out, Suemitsu Sosuke narrowed his eyes, quickly deflected his wrist, and seamlessly connected a bullet after each shot, shooting off all the thin ropes in the position where the sniper could not aim, and controlled the rhythm of the entire tower's collapse with the speed of firing bullets.

After waiting for the support of the tower to be completely broken, the black-haired man turned his hand to the side, but paused at the most critical step.

Looking at the farthest wire connection point, the line of sight was mostly blocked by the stacked steel pipes. It was because of this extremely difficult mission that Takeda Daiji asked him to cooperate with the sniper to carry out the final shooting action.

But at the moment of pulling the trigger, Suemitsu Sosuke suddenly thought that this should be an excellent training ground.

Although he had connected the study on the first floor of the old house with the surrounding rooms to make a larger training room, no matter how many neatly placed targets were, they were no match for a random electric wire dropped outdoors.

The black-haired man pursed his lips and focused his attention on the forum, quickly skipping through large pieces of pictures while the signal tower was shaking.

The last fragment was still on the small photo in Matsuda Jinpei's hand. Even the scene of him and Takeda Daiji discussing the plan had not been shown, and the discussion on the forum remained on the previous plot.

[Bear Daddy——(darkness)(crawling)(twisting)(screaming) Bear Daddy——my Bear Daddy——]

[Amulet...inside the amulet is a photo of Shugo, Shugo is his amulet ahhhhh!! (screaming)(distorted) I was wondering why Bear Daddy said that this amulet is useless to others, only useful to himself...because inside it is a photo of his child...]

[I remember that every time he went on a mission, Oikawa would put the amulet to his lips and kiss it. You two are really a pair of father and son...one would rather stay in the small dark room than be separated from his father but won't say it directly, and the other puts the photo of the child in a necklace and wears it every day but won't say it directly, and only confesses when he is dying, right!!]

[So will Song Tiantian find the little bear's blade? You can't just stab me!! Stab them all! I want to see the police academy team get stabbed! And the orphanage... Asari Kogiri should have been there at the orphanage, is it possible that he saw the memories of the three of them being close together]

[Oh my god, Kogiri, the dead knife is attacking me again. But Asari is really strong, Shugo is about 1.8 meters tall, and she looks so funny and small in his arms, and he wants to be a strong male mother (nods)]

No matter how many times he sees it, his mouth will still twitch because of the three words "male mother".

Suemitsu Sosuke collected his thoughts, quickly went over the current situation in his mind, and decided to give the last chance to shoot to his student under this situation.

On the other side, Tsukiyama Asari quickly found the most commonly used time converter on the system page, and placed a small box at the bottom of the forum interface, always ready to deal with the situation if Edogawa Conan did not hit the target.

With this guarantee, Suemitsu Sosuke lowered his eyes and held the gun in his hand tighter.

In between breaths, he quietly moved his wrist slightly inwards. The moment the bullet flew out, the recoil immediately bruised the man's wrist, which was particularly thin and bony due to his illness.

"Hmm..." With a muffled groan, the gun flew out of the man's hand and hit the rain-soaked ground, making a slight rustling sound as it swept through the dead leaves.

The black-haired man frowned, as if he wanted to reach out to touch the gun on the ground. His eyebrows and eyes were filled with pain because of the broken wrist, and his lips, which were originally bloodless, looked even paler.

In the end, the bullet grazed the target but did not cut the wire.

Damn!

This word flashed through the mind of Conan Edogawa, who had been paying attention to the situation. He clearly saw that his teacher's wrist was bent at an abnormal angle due to the impact just now. He did not have time to think about why Suemiku Sosuke, who was always very sure of what he did, failed at the critical moment. He only knew that if the last wire was not cut off, it would be really bad.

Without the impact of the last wire pole, the fallen signal tower would not deviate from the control room, but would hit the foundations of several buildings, completely blocking the possibility of catching the mercenaries and drug dealers inside.

The boy only felt his temples throbbing. Although his brain couldn't work at this moment, his body quickly reacted. He turned around and took a few steps to pick up his hand. Gun.

It was an extremely standard gun-holding action. Edogawa Conan narrowed his eyes and steadily held the hand that was still covered with mud and some dead branches. Gun, aiming the muzzle at the target.

The wire was broken in half by the bullet that had just deflected, which reduced the range of the target. Even the police officers in the General Affairs Office were helpless at this distance and angle.

Sweat dripped from the boy's forehead. He pursed his lips, his face was tightly bound, but he fired the bullet at an extremely fast speed.

The electric wire snapped.

As if it had been calculated before, the fallen electric pole collided with the signal tower, pushing the latter off course, and then like dominoes, as the last muffled sound dissipated, the still connected electric wires flashed a last spark, and finally returned to silence.

All operations in the factory came to a standstill.

Takeda Daiji turned his head in surprise and looked at the boy who shot the electric wire with a gun. He was silent for a moment, and he pointed his finger at the top of Edogawa Conan's head and turned his gaze to Suemitsu Sosuke.

The black-haired man covered his wrist and finally laughed, answering the unspoken question of the tall police officer in front of him, "My student."

When he said this, his dark red eyes flashed with a light that was more vivid than his own. That light often appeared in the eyes of Takeda Daiji, who was training as a captain for Suemitsu Sosuke. The latter looked at the dark red eyes and laughed, "Very powerful. How's your wrist?"

The man said, reaching out to rub Edogawa Conan's hair. After getting the response of "not serious" from the man sitting in the wheelchair, he said with a joking feeling, "Young people are formidable. Anyway, he looks more promising than my student."

"Of course..." After receiving the compliment subconsciously, Suemitsu Sosuke realized that even though he was a sophomore at Takeda University, the other person was actually joking with him, so he couldn't help but laugh and curse.

Compared to the two people's relaxed attitude, Edogawa Conan was much more serious. He pursed his lips and pulled himself out of the highly tense state just now, and reflected on what he did in the emergency. "Teacher, your hand. Gun."

The boy's fingers subconsciously rubbed the handle that was tightly held in his hand. The gun, due to long-term use, has an extremely smooth surface, but the bottom is a little bumpy.

He looked down because of this unique touch and found a line of engraved words. The craftsmanship was not very exquisite, as if it was carved by an outsider, but it was done with enough care. The line of words was neatly arranged at the bottom, and became a little shallow due to being touched for a long time.

[sou suke]

After a slight pause, there was a particularly serious, simple and plain blessing behind this line of names.

[Peace]

Edogawa Conan thought that this was probably a gift from an elder, and it was a senior and family member who was very important to Suemitsu Sosuke.

He pulled his thoughts away from it, and then pushed the gun in his hand towards the black-haired man. The latter looked at him with dark red eyes, but did not take it in time.

After a long time, the retired special police officer's hand, which was much bigger than the boy's, finally reached out and held Edogawa Conan's hand. He did not take the gun from the other party's hand, but held the boy's small hand with his own hand, letting him hold the hand with deep meaning in his hand. He held the gun tightly again.

"No need to give it to me." Suemitsu Sosuke's voice was a little smiling. He let go of his hand and let the boy hold his hand tightly. Gun, "Take it."

Just as a graduation gift.

He should have done this a long time ago, perhaps since the exhibition ended almost a month ago, or since he realized a week ago that he had nothing to teach the little detective in front of him that he could learn in the training ground, but everything needs an opportunity, and Suemitsu Sosuke didn't expect that he would end up here.

Whether it's reaction speed, determination or shooting skills, he has reached the point where he can smile and show off to the teachers who taught him in the past. Even though he feels that there are still many things he hasn't said, it seems that it is enough.

He can't give everything to his students, he must leave a little for the boy in front of him who is as tall as a wheelchair to explore on his own, and this is enough.

Conan Edogawa was stunned for a long time. He clenched the gun in his hand and looked up at his teacher. He saw a flurry of snow in the other's thin shoulders and eyes.