Chapter 553 Conan realizes

Chapter 553 Conan realizes

Fell into the wolf's den!

This was the only thought that popped into the minds of the two gangsters before their minds froze.

They swallowed nervously and were stunned for a long time before asking aloud:

"Dare you ask me?"

"They are all, what kind of heroes are they?"

Although the sudden attack by Lin Xinyi and others was already a showdown with these criminals.

But when the two gangsters saw that the firepower in front of them was far superior to the dense gun barrels of the Japanese police, as well as the overly international faces of Judy, Kamel, and Belmode, they could not believe that this was the policeman. The theater can create a battle array.

Are these people really police?

Look at the murderous aura emanating from these guys.

Simply scarier than the serial killers in the underworld.

Could it be that they flooded the Dragon King Temple and robbed a shuttle bus belonging to some criminal organization?

With this thought in their minds, the two gangsters couldn't help but hold on to their last chance and asked about the identities of Lin Xinyi and others.

If they were really traveling together, they might be let off if they begged for mercy.

But the answer I waited for was even more despairing than the words "Metropolitan Police Department":

"Police Department." Lin Xinyi introduced himself.

"Metropolitan Police Department family." Belmode smiled slightly.

"This is the Japanese Public Security Bureau." Jianggu Ling stopped pretending.

"FBI." Judy proudly showed off her "domineering little passport."

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The gangsters were completely stunned.

Put aside the old acquaintance of the Metropolitan Police Department.

To these petty robbers, the Japanese police are already a terrifying existence that can stop children from crying at night.

As for the famous FBI

They have only seen movies about investigators with FBI warnings, and have never seen a real FBI investigator.

"This, this" the two gangsters looked extremely pale:

The Metropolitan Police Department, the Japanese Public Security Bureau, and the FBI, three major groups at home and abroad, actually teamed up to serve one of them?

Shoko Asahara, who was arrested last year, did not have such luck.

Looking back at history, it is estimated that only the Japanese army twenty years ago had such treatment.

"Is this the case?"

The gangsters were so aggrieved that they wanted to cry.

The opponent's powerful lineup made them completely lose the courage to resist.

The densely packed gun barrels in front of him made him panic and unable to pull the trigger.

"Surrender." Lin Xinyi shouted coldly: "Now that you understand the situation, stop struggling in vain."

The two gangsters looked at each other in panic.

They cringed and released the trigger, but they did not give up resistance.

"No, we still have a trump card!"

The big brother who took the lead roared viciously:

"Let me tell you:"

"There is a bomb in this car!"

The secret weapon that was originally concealed and refused to be revealed has now become the gangster's last life-saving straw.

In order to frighten these ferocious opponents in front of him, the leader wanted to show the bombs in his bag to his family like he was selling wine on a live broadcast.

So I saw him pointing at the big bulging ski bag on the floor of the aisle, and threateningly saying:

"You can open the bag and see for yourself."

"It's all filled with C4 bombs——"

"You should know very well how powerful a pack of C4 bombs is!"

"So you guys, stay still, or I will detonate the bomb and send you all to the sky one by one!!"

"W-what?"

There was another sudden noise in the carriage.

The hostages were all trembling with fear.

But Lin Xinyi, Jiang Guling and others seemed to be listening to a boring joke, with no expression at all.

"That's enough, so what if there's a bomb?"

Lin Xinyi coldly interrupted the gangster's shouting:

"Bombs always have to be detonated with a detonator, right?"

"Now reach for the detonator and try—"

"What, do you think the guns in our hands are fake?"

He shook the short-barreled shotgun in his hand and told the gangster with his actions:

Before they could even reach for the detonator, they would be rained down with bullets.

"Stop stubbornly resisting!"

Lin Xinyi impatiently gave an ultimatum:

"Give me a sweet word, surrender or not?!"

"Humph!" The answer from the leading brother was no.

He pinched the sweat in his palms and shouted bravely:

"That's right, there's really nothing we can do now."

"But you don't know, right? In fact, we are not just two people here this time!"

"Among these hostages, there is actually one of our companions hidden!"

The gangster showed all his cards.

But in order to prevent the powerful agents in front of them from using their skills to attack, even the only accomplice whose identity has not been exposed and who has the ability to move freely was also subdued.

He was careful not to call out the accomplice hidden among the hostages.

"The bomb detonator is not on us at all, but is kept by him!"

"If you don't believe me, you can search us and see if we have any bomb detonators on us?!"

These words caused another uproar in the crowd.

Lin Xinyi and others also changed their expressions slightly:

Observing the other party's desperate tone and demeanor, the statement that "there is a third gangster in the car" should not be false.

Then this was somewhat beyond their expectations.

They did not consider in advance that there was a gangster hiding among the hostages.

Lin Xinyi couldn't help but glance at Conan secretly from the corner of his eye.

Conan nodded first, saying that he had indeed noticed that there was a third gangster hiding in the car.

But he shrugged helplessly, saying that he had not found the third gangster among the hostages yet.

Conan didn't explain these situations on the radio before because the gangster hiding in the dark should be keeping an eye too close, so he couldn't really make any small moves.

As for the complicated message of "there is a third gangster hiding in the car", even with his character as an ordinary elementary school student, he could not reasonably convey it through the use of an argument.

"Okay." Lin Xinyi recognized the current situation clearly.

Not only was there a bomb in the car, but the detonator of the bomb was also in the hands of an unknown third gangster.

This situation is indeed somewhat troublesome.

"But..." Fangtani Rei smiled confidently, breaking the gangster's bluff: "Even if you still have the ability to detonate bombs at any time, so what?"

"Now you two, and the spy you mentioned, are all on this bus."

"If such a large bag of C4 explosives were detonated, wouldn't the three of you also die?"

Nuclear deterrence can only be established if your opponent believes that you dare to die together.

But before everyone took action, they had already seen that these gangsters did not have such courage:

"You came to hijack the bus to seek money."

"What's the use of asking for money if you don't even have your life?"

"Think about it carefully"

"If you lay down your weapons and surrender now, you may be able to be released from prison after more than ten years, and you can enjoy a free life for several more decades."

"But if you detonate a bomb here, your life will end here."

"Is it worth it?"

Jianggu Ling's heart-wrenching words were extremely sharp.

The leading brother was said to the point where cold sweat broke out on his forehead:

These guys are not even afraid of bombs.

They are indeed no ordinary police officers!

Seeing the calm expressions of Fang Gu Ling and others, the two gangsters became increasingly guilty.

But they also know very well that they must not show their cowardice.

If you show your cowardice, the bomb's deterrent effect will immediately disappear.

Just like this, unconsciously, the battlefield has changed from a competition of force to a psychological game.

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it!"

The big brother who took the lead bravely pretended to be crazy:

"How come it's not worth it when we have so many cops buried with us?!"

"Don't think that we dare not detonate the bomb and push me into a panic. We will die together with this car of people now!"

"Hey, who are you trying to scare?"

The temperament and style of Rei Furitanani, Shuichi Akai, and Bermod were all too high. Each and every one of them drank foreign wine that did not meet the eight stipulated hospitality standards, and they were very out of touch with the masses.

So the only down-to-earth police officer present, Manager Lin Xinyi, had no choice but to go out and scold the gangsters in person:

"Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? If you have the guts, just blow it up!"

"Just try it!"

"Then detonate it!"

"I exploded!"

"If it doesn't explode, you are my son. If it does, I will recognize you as your father!"

"If you dare to arrest people again, we will really explode!"

"Then you're going to explode!"

"Then you should do it!"

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The police and criminals stepped on the tense heartstrings of a car full of hostages, arguing tit for tat.

Ayumi, Mitsuhiko and other children were trembling with fear.

Dr. A Li also had high blood pressure in his head.

But in the end, no one was willing to back down.

No one dared to go further.

Both sides are locked in a stalemate on that delicate psychological balance.

Lin Xinyi was busy scolding the gangsters here, and the gangsters were always paying attention to every move of Rei Fangtani, Shuichi Akai and others.

They can't move freely now, otherwise it will be easy to stimulate the gangsters who are on the edge of danger.

"The Great Detective."

Huihara Ai quietly walked to Conan:

"It seems it's time for you to appear."

Now everyone's attention in the car is focused on the tense confrontation between the gangsters and Lin Xinyi and others.

These two inconspicuous children, no one noticed them anymore.

So the hope of breaking the deadlock fell on Conan:

"While you can move freely now, quickly find the third gangster hiding among the hostages."

"As long as we can confirm the identity of the criminal agent holding the detonator in his hand, and then quietly subdue him with an anesthetic needle, our trouble will be solved."

Haiyuan Ai spoke his thoughts unhurriedly.

Compared with Conan, the famous detective, she is not good at reasoning.

This kind of detective game of finding the murderer from the suspects naturally requires professionals like Conan to play.

"I see"

Conan took on this responsibility with a serious expression.

Previously, he was watched too closely by the gangsters, and he had no chance to distinguish the gangsters from the hostages one by one.

Now he must use the fastest speed to identify the hidden gangster among the dozen hostages in the carriage.

"No, not one of a dozen."

"This question is actually simpler than imagined."

Conan's brain is running rapidly:

"On the previous bus, the two gunmen were standing in the middle front of the bus."

"If the spy hiding in the hostage wants to help his accomplices monitor the entire carriage, he must sit in the last row of the carriage and have the widest view."

"And there were only four passengers sitting in the last row of the carriage at that time!"

"This question is actually just a simple multiple choice question of 1 out of 4!"

Conan quickly recalled the images of the suspects in his mind:

An old man, a student, a young man, and a middle-aged woman.

"Which one of them will it be?"

He used his sharp eyes to look back and forth at the expressions and postures of the four suspects in the car.

The expressions of these four people all looked extremely nervous, and there was nothing fishy about them at first glance.

The air became increasingly tense.

The sound of Lin Xinyi and the gangsters scolding each other back and forth was even more noisy.

There seems to be an invisibly tight time limit, which makes the children of Conan feel irritable.

It seems that as long as he cannot find the gangster in the next second, he will be killed and Xiaolan will remarry.

These thoughts greatly affect his reasoning efficiency.

"etc."

Conan was suddenly stunned without warning.

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed behind his head, and there seemed to be some exciting music playing in the dark.

"I thought of it!"

A flash of light flashed on the lenses of Conan's glasses.

"Oh?" Haiyuan Ai immediately asked with some curiosity: "Do you know who the gangster is?"

"have no idea."

"." Hui Yuan Ai curled her lips and gave a helpless eye roll:

I don’t know what makes you excited?

The BGM is all in vain.

"I didn't solve the mystery, but I discovered it"

"There is no need to solve this problem at all!"

Conan suddenly jumped out of the problem-solving mindset.

Every time before, the murderer would give him a question and he would solve it.

Although the problem-solving process was very interesting to him, it had to be said that it also made him very passive every time.

But the more you solve problems and reason, the more you will find that human abilities have limits, so...

"I won't reason this time!"

Conan stepped into the door of the new world.

Just like mystery theater versions with well-designed plots, most of them are well-received but not popular.

However, Ke Xue's theatrical version, in which a soccer ball shoots a satellite, a sports car soars into the sky, and a Japanese machine gunner is killed with one shot from 800 miles away, has received good market response, and the box office has soared year after year.

Compared with reasoning, Ke Xue is sometimes better.

"???" Hui Yuan Ai didn't know what this kid had realized.

Then she saw clearly that Conan quietly walked to the front of the car, and when no one paid attention to himself, he touched the front of the ski bag filled with bombs.

"The gangster just said when he was scaring people that his bag was full of C4 explosives."

"C4 explosive is a very stable substance. I have personally tested it in Hawaii before."

"Unless it is detonated with a detonator, C4 explosives will never be detonated by external forces even if they are roasted with a knife or struck with a heavy hammer."

Conan already had confidence in his heart.

"Haiyuan, please make sure the aisle is clear."

He slowly squatted down and pressed the button of the "Foot Lijian" pair.

The sneakers seem to emit a colorful light.

Invisibly the music started playing again.

Endless power also gathered at Conan's feet.

The painting style gradually became theatrical.

It's a pity that Xiaolan is not here.

Otherwise, if someone nearby shouts "Shinichi" to liven up the atmosphere, or Conan himself shouts "Xiaolan" in his heart, the power of his shoes will be even more terrifying.

"Go!" Conan shouted.

At this time, the gangster who was busy arguing with Lin Xinyi finally noticed this inconspicuous kid.

I saw this elementary school student jump up and kick out a perfect powerful volley that made Newton cry when the national football team apologized!

This energy came from nowhere, the reaction force disappeared out of thin air, and the building of human physics collapsed under the tremendous force.

The ski bag, which was bigger than Conan's whole body, quickly broke away from the constraints of gravity and soared into the sky like a rocket, soaring into the sky.

Like an Italian cannon shell, it flew across the aisle and shattered the rear window.

In the end, the blue clouds drew a perfect parabola straight up and landed a few hundred meters away on an uninhabited hill next to the highway.

Two gangsters: "???"

They thought they might be a little dazzled.

Not to mention those who had never seen the big world, even the old Ke Xue warriors such as Fangtani Rei and Akai Shuichi looked a little silent at this time.

"I've kicked the bomb away."

Conan's kid turned around with a sweet voice:

"Uncle, even if you set off a bomb now, it won't kill anyone."

Gangster: "."

These criminals finally realized they were wrong.

It turns out that there is no need for the Japanese police and FBI to descend from the sky.

The real gods have always been hidden beside them.

Their fate was already doomed when they kidnapped this child.

Thinking of this, the gangster brother who had previously quarreled with Conan couldn't help but tremble all over.

Before anyone asked him to surrender, he plopped down and knelt on the ground:

"Little, little brother"

"You must never take it to heart when I scolded you before!"