Chapter 1064 Where’s Bourbon and Mezcal?

Firefighters are cleaning up the messy scene. There are charred ruins everywhere, an unpleasant smell is everywhere, and the soil under their feet has become muddy from a night of high-pressure water cannons.

As Fang Gu Ling walked along, he felt like a zombie who had lost his soul.

How could Asano Nobushige be Kagemitsu?

He was obviously Jing Guang, but why couldn't he recognize him for so long?

If he could have recognized it earlier, just earlier, even earlier, he would not have allowed Zhu Fu Jingguang to take risks alone.

Jiang Guling would rather that the person whose life or death is unknown now is himself!

"Still not found..." Fangtani Rei found a passing firefighter, but he couldn't say the word "corpse" after trying for a long time. "Didn't you find anyone?"

The firefighter was very busy and seemed reluctant to talk to him: "Yes, with such a strong explosion, even someone would have been turned into ashes."

Another person said to him: "Wait for the forensic examination, we are working, please leave as soon as possible."

Fangtani Rei clenched his fists so hard that he couldn't feel his nails digging into his palms.

Yes, everyone knew that no one could survive such a violent explosion, so why on earth would he take any chances?

Is it because you don’t believe that the person who once came back from the dead could die so easily? Or simply unwilling to accept the facts?

Obviously, the several heart-wrenching changes he had experienced had already made his heart as cold as ice. Fangtani Rei thought he could accept the death of anyone calmly. But today, the pain in his heart clearly told him that no, even if this happened countless times, he would only be in more pain each time. What's more, that person is Zhu Fu Jingguang, his best friend who has been lost again! ?

Because of Zhufu Jingguang's "sacrifice" four years ago, Fangtani Rei had complained over and over again about Akai Shuichi. That man was so powerful, why did he do nothing about Scotland? However, when a similar situation happened again, Feng Guling could only watch his best friend die!

Why is he so useless? ! How could he be so cowardly! ! !

Fangtani Rei punched the charred wooden beam, making his already scarred fist even worse.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the touch under his feet was different from before.

Rei Fangtani looked down and picked up a half-burned photo from the sole of his shoe.

He brushed away the black dust on the photo with his hand, and a touch of blue appeared on the photo under the sunlight.

There is no one in the photo, and the main character seems to be a tall and upright tree. Fang Guling recognized it. It was an old beech tree. It grew so lush and green that it blocked a lot of the sunlight behind it. I just don’t know what happened to the person who took the photo. The whole photo is blurry, as if it was taken casually.

Wait...beech?

Fangtani Rei's hand holding the photo suddenly trembled.

He remembered, he remembered where he had seen this tree before!

This beech tree was once planted next to the public pool behind the police school's drill ground. During his school days, he and Jing Guang jointly completed a course paper on "The Advantages and Limitations of Beech-made Gun Stocks."

On graduation day, the five of them took many graduation photos on campus. In addition to the group photo, Zhu Fu Jingguang only wanted to take away this photo that was taken by mistake.

There is no one in the photo, only a blurry beech tree standing alone.

Jingguang, did you already expect today's ending at that time?

"Sir, we are cleaning up the scene, you can't go there!"

There was a sudden commotion in the rear.

Before Fang Gu Ling could turn around, he was shrouded in shadow.

A cold, deep male voice sounded in his ear: "Bourbon, where's the mezcal?"

…

When the fire broke out, most people were choked to death by the smoke. By the time the fire burned their bodies, they would have long since lost their breath. Of course, for Nobuhiro and Conan, they are more worried about the oil storage tank under the villa.

Fortunately, the inexplicable disappearance of Curacao gave them confidence that as long as they quietly felt the direction of the wind, they could find a way to escape.

However, even if the direction is clear, it is still very difficult to accurately find the well-designed secret passage in the fire.

Nobushige gave the only gas mask he had to Conan, whose respiratory tract was severely damaged. He could only lower his body as much as possible to avoid inhaling the poisonous gas.

Conan was lying on his shoulder, and it was quite quiet all the time. There were only the crackling of the fire and the sound of the collapse of the house structure in the distance.

In this strange silence, Conan suddenly asked: "Mr. Asano, are you actually Mezcal?"

Nobushige was stunned.

At that time, he was struggling to avoid obstacles and trying to uncover a leaky floor tile.

"Although I'm basically sure, I still want to hear you tell me personally." Conan encouraged him, "Tell me whether you are Mezcal or not."

Xinfan sneered: "What time has it been and you are still thinking wildly? If you want to know, just get out alive."

Conan sighed faintly: "It's because I know that we may not survive, so I have to seize the opportunity to ask you no matter what."

Nobuhiro said nothing.

So Conan thought to himself and said: "You were the one who pretended to be Toru Amuro, who teamed up with my parents to scare me, right? You already knew that I was Kudo Shinichi, but you still pretended to be around me for so long. Hey, Isn’t it particularly fun to tease me?”

Nobuhiro didn't want to talk to him at first, but after hearing this, he said seriously: "Yes, it's very interesting."

Conan was speechless.

In the blink of an eye, the fire spread to them, but Nobuhiro also found a precious escape route.

When the floor is uncovered, there is a bottomless tunnel underneath. The tunnel also has stairs, which are made of wood.

Nobushige counted the self-defense weapons he brought with him, and then walked down the spiral staircase with Conan on his back.

Conan conveniently closed the door to the outside world, blocking the blazing fire.

"Yes, this tunnel is basically at the level of an air raid shelter. It should be able to withstand part of the explosion energy and impact."

"explode?"

Nobuhiro didn't have time to explain to the curious baby Conan, so he quickly walked down with Conan on his back. As the depth increased, the surroundings became darker and darker, and gradually, they could no longer see each other.

But I don't know where the exit is.

"I feel the wind has disappeared." Conan sighed, "We may have missed the exit."

"The vibration just now was an explosion, right?"

"Probably, should we go back and take a look?"

"Okay." Nobuhiro happily agreed, "But I have to find a way to light it first."

Real darkness means that no matter how long you adapt to it, you will never be able to regain your eyesight. Underground where no light can penetrate, time loses its meaning.