Chapter 1062 A Kite with a Broken String

Rei Fukiya knew that he had no reason to stop a policeman from doing what he should do. Just as he had sworn when he graduated from the police academy, they were different from the people and shouldered heavy responsibilities from the beginning.

Rei Fukiya could only watch Asano Nobunaga walk towards the burning villa without hesitation. The flames rising in the forest seemed to have turned into Nobunaga's background at this moment.

Since Bourbon and Ley drove away the only two vehicles in the villa, Curacao would not be able to retreat so quickly even if there was a way.

Nobushige's analysis believes that Curacao is likely to remain in the villa, and may even eventually escape by helicopter - this is the organization's usual evacuation method.

In order to avoid being seen by Curacao, Nobuhiro was as cautious as possible while ensuring speed.

The villa's circuit has been burned by high temperatures, and the advanced electronic door lock has long lost its function. The deformed metal door is firmly stuck in the door frame and cannot be opened without human effort.

Nobuhiro had no choice but to give up his plan to enter from the front, found a small door on the side, and easily crossed the obstacle.

The barb on the door hooked off his wallet. Nobuhiro glanced back and did not pick it up. Instead, he took the time to get into the villa that was scorched by the high temperature.

Before he even got close to the fire, the heat wave coming from the pavement had already taken away his breath.

Nobushige took out the gas mask from Doraemon's pocket and put it on his face.

The agent's treasure chest is just so ordinary.

The villa, shrouded in thick smoke and high temperatures, seemed dead, without any life at all. Curacao was also nowhere to be seen and seemed to have evacuated.

"Conan!" Nobushige shouted Conan's name loudly, "Can you hear me?"

No one responded.

"Conan——" He repeated it over and over again, almost calling Kudo Shinichi by his real name.

Hongshu could rely on professional sound wave analysis software to distinguish the small sounds around him. He suddenly said: "Brother Jingguang, at three o'clock, there is a person at the stairs calling for help!"

Nobuhiro hurried to where he said he was going.

It was a pity that the carpet on the ground had become soft and sticky under the high temperature. It took him nearly a minute to walk a distance that usually took a few seconds.

Nobushige finally found Conan's head under a pile of wooden garbage - his body was hit by a beam and could not move.

Conan was dying due to inhaling a large amount of smoke and poisonous gas. He reluctantly shouted: "Mr. Asano..."

Nobushige stretched out his hand to open the hot beam and pulled out Conan, who was almost out of breath.

When his palm touched the beam, Nobuhiro swore he heard a "sizzling" sound like barbecue, and the damn metal structure on the beam burned his palm. But at this time, he could no longer care about the pain.

"I'll take you out." Nobuhiro said to Conan calmly but firmly, and then carried him on his back.

Conan's lungs were already damaged, and his leg was hit by a crossbar. He couldn't walk at all, so he could only lie on Nobushige's shoulder to rest for a while.

Nobushige knew that of the four exits of the villa, only the passage he came through could be used, so he carried Conan back the same way.

Outside the villa, Haihara Ai kept an eye on his brother's situation through Hiroki.

Dr. Agasa and the children have been moved by car to a safe place that will never be affected. However, Rei Fukiya and Ai Haibara did not go with them. They chose to stay. They were only a few feet away from the villa and could clearly see That building that keeps burning.

"How is it?" Fang Guling asked anxiously.

"Brother has already found Conan. They are walking out and chose the east door..."

Before Haiyuan Ai finished speaking, the attic of the villa collapsed!

Jianggu Ling subconsciously protected Huiyuan Ai and helped her resist the rising smoke.

By coincidence, the attic hit the only exit to the east, completely blocking this only remaining way of life.

Hui Yuan Ai's face suddenly turned pale and pale.

"Hiroki! Hiroki!" she called loudly, "Are you okay? I saw that the door to the east is sealed."

However, the only sound coming from the computer was Hiroki's annoyed voice: "The terminal is broken, and I have no way of knowing what's going on inside."

Without saying a word, Fangtani Rei immediately ran towards the villa.

However, despite his best efforts, he was unable to clear the fallen building materials. The smashed and deformed door was only a stone's throw away from him, but it clearly separated him from Nobu Fan, life and death.

Just when the attic collapsed, Nobuhiro's mobile phone finally died in the high temperature. He and Conan are now like a kite with its string broken. They can only rely on themselves whether they live or die.

"What should I do?" Conan asked weakly, lying on Nobushige's shoulder.

Nobushige turned to look at him and suddenly said: "Do you know how Curacao retreated?"

Conan was confused: "Who is Curacao?"

He has been captured in the villa for so long, and has been on the road to escape. Not to mention Curacao, he has not even seen a few living people.

"Shh!" Nobuhiro mumbled and covered Conan's mouth, "What do you feel?"

Conan was silent: "..."

If they were not in such a life-and-death moment, he would be willing to accompany Mr. Asano to have a good time, but now, he just wants to return to the country to see Xiaolan.

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"Buzz buzz-"

Jianggu Ling's cell phone vibrated in his pocket again.

This time, he answered the phone almost as soon as the shaking started:

"Asano, are you okay? Have you found the exit? I'm at the east door, you..."

He thought Asano Nobushige's cell phone had finally returned to normal, but in the blink of an eye a disappointing voice came from the receiver: "Mr. Fukitani, it's me, Kazami."

Fangtani Ling said angrily: "I'm very busy now, I'll talk about it later if I have anything else to do!"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Fukiya, I'm here to report to you." In order not to delay Fangtani Rei's business, Kazami Yuya poured out everything he wanted to say, "You asked me to compare the fingerprints. The information has come out, and the report has been sent to you by email. According to computer analysis, the matching degree of the two fingerprints is as high as 98.9, and they belong to the same person."

Yuya Kazami spoke so quickly that Reitani Fangtani didn't even realize whose fingerprints he asked him to compare.

But then, a strong sense of absurdity swept through his heart like a tide.

Fangtani Ling didn't know how he spoke. He just felt that his voice no longer belonged to him: "Say it again, what is the result of the comparison?"

Far away in Tokyo, Kazami Yuya felt a little strange when he saw the infallible report on the computer screen, but he still repeated it as he was told: "The owners of the two fingerprints are the same, they are the same person."

After all, he seemed to think it was not enough, so he added: "The two fingerprints should have been collected nearly ten years apart. Later, this fingerprint was more worn, but they are indeed consistent."