Chapter 141 I Told You Not to Guess Anymore

"Huh? Is there anyone else? But we just walked through the ruins from there, and we didn't see any other trapped people."

After hearing the police's answer, Kudo Shinichi immediately dialed Asano Nobuhige's phone number anxiously.

"How's it going? Can you get through?" Mao Lilan looked at Kudo Shinichi worriedly.

Kudo Shinichi shook his head with a heavy expression, and then called Maori Kogoro: "Hey, uncle, it's me, Kudo Shinichi. Xiaolan and I are fine, you don't have to worry. I want to ask if Mr. Asano is out. Didn't he meet up with you and Officer Megure?"

"Okay, evacuate quickly. This building is now dangerous and there is a risk of collapse at any time." The police present urged Kudo Shinichi and Mao Lilan for the third time.

Even though Kudo Shinichi was worried about Nobuhiro's safety, after all, Mao Lilan was still with him, and Nobuhiro had probably gone out, so he still chose to go out first.

While helping them lead the way, the police said: "Nothing is more important than life. Don't take your luggage or backpack!!"

"But..." Mao Lilan looked at the gift bag in his hand that never left his hand even if it encountered an explosion, and hesitated, "This is a birthday gift for you."

Kudo Shinichi took the bag and said in a relaxed tone: "Then take it, it won't be in the way."

As he said that, he grabbed Mao Lilan's arm and was about to walk out.

Mao Lilan was dragged by him, feeling relieved and satisfied.

In that case...

"Xinyi." Mao Lilan suddenly said, "It's better to throw away that bag. It's inconvenient for you to hold it like this."

"How can I throw away the gift you gave me?" Kudo Shinichi shook his head and said without even thinking, "If you throw it away, you will definitely cry when you go out."

Mao Lilan grabbed the bag from his hand without any explanation and threw it aside: "I won't. I'm very happy that you can go to the appointment on time. I originally wanted to give you the red Bodhidharma, but I suddenly Do you think it would be better if I knit a red sweater for you with my own hands?"

Red Bodhidharma?

Kudo Shinichi's eyes narrowed slightly. He thought of Moritani Teiji mentioning this red Bodhidharma when he explained the reason for Mao Lilan's appearance in the city hall, and then thought of Moritani Teiji's purpose that he still didn't understand...

"Let's go." Kudo Shinichi didn't look at the gift bag again.

Xiaolan is right.

Isn't it true for him?

Xiaolan's heart is already the best gift for this birthday!

…

"boom--"

The moment Kudo Shinichi led Mao Lilan out of the city hall, a roaring explosion sounded behind him.

The whole ground seemed to be shaking.

"Xinyi!!" Mao Lilan was startled and quickly grabbed the person in front of her, "What's going on?"

Kudo Shinichi protected Mao Lilan and quickly moved to a safe place. He looked back at the smoke-filled city hall, his eyes darkened: "It's the red Bodhidharma."

Mao Lilan looked up in shock.

"That Red Daruma was Moritani Teiji's conspiracy from the beginning. He used it to let you arrive at Mihua City Hall at a specific time, and secretly hid a bomb inside. He wanted to detonate the bomb when we thought we were safe." Thinking of Mr. Asano who was still not sure whether he was out of danger, Kudo Shinichi gritted his teeth and said, "Whether it's a time bomb or other detonating device, Moritani Teiji just wants to kill us and pull a few more people on his back, and even pull him along." The police died together.”

Mao Lilandi's face turned pale: "Is Mr. Asano out?"

"I'll give him a call again. He's so powerful, he must have come out long ago."

…

The entire city of Tokyo's attention is focused on the bombing of Miwa City Hall.

There are almost no cars on the suburban highway at night.

Among the cars that occasionally pass by, there is a silver Maserati that is particularly eye-catching.

Nobuhiro had indeed come out early, and as soon as he came out, he saw a series of missed calls and unread emails on his phone.

In addition to Conan's call that he had just planned to answer but had to miss because his phone was out of battery, and an application email from Lufeng Music Classroom.

Most of the others come from the same guy - Gin.

But even as soon as he left the city hall, he hurriedly changed cars in disguise and rushed to a stronghold of the organization without even having time to say goodbye to Kogoro Mori. Nobushige had to admit that he was still late... for a long time.

…

In the organization's stronghold, Gin, who was wrapped in black except for the bright color of his hair, angrily pushed open the door of the communication room.

Behind him, Vodka's face changed with worry: "Brother, is it not appropriate to complain to your husband at this time?"

"How many times has this happened?" Gin's expression was so gloomy that he could drip ink, "Mescal is the only one who dares to be so arrogant in front of me!"

Vodka:…

No, he thought this was not unusual.

Rum, Belmode, the former rye, and even the recently resident Bourbon in the United States. Which of the top leaders of these organizations is not used to being arrogant in front of his elder brother?

Also, wasn't it Gin who told him before that "Mezcal is not someone you can target?"

Mingming had warned him not to do unnecessary things before, but now he took the initiative to do so.

Alas, it became increasingly difficult for him to guess what his eldest brother was thinking.

"But..." Vodka still tried to persuade him, "Sir, he asked us to deal with Shirley as soon as possible, but at this time, you complained that Mescal didn't answer the phone..."

Gin glanced at his tool brother indifferently: "What's wrong?"

Vodka was startled by the coldness in his mouth and immediately shut up, not daring to say anything.

Gin snorted, walked straight to the communicator, and used his ID card to connect to the organization's underground network.

Twenty seconds later, a black figure appeared on the big screen. The image is covered in layers of filters, and in fact, even the back is not clearly visible.

"Gin." The voice coming out of the loudspeaker was processed by the computer and seemed very stiff, but it also had a kind of majesty. "Is Shirley dead?"

Even though the gentleman seemed to have his back turned to him, Gin still bowed slightly towards the camera respectfully and said: "I just put her in the gas chamber. She will say goodbye to this world in ten minutes at most."

The gentleman's voice was colder, but not angry: "That means Shirley is still alive. Then why are you contacting me?"

Faced with the BOSS's questioning, Gin said he was not panicked at all: "Mescal and I were jointly responsible for Shirley's affairs, but he lost contact for the whole day. I think his work attitude is very problematic."

The gentleman's tone obviously didn't change, but Vodka still heard some headache and helplessness from it: "Isn't he still under investigation? Why was he assigned a mission?"

"yes."

Nobushige opened the door and stood behind Gin on the left side. His face was very calm, and it didn't look like he had just arrived.

"I am still on call during the period of assessment and investigation by the organization. Do I need to question this work attitude, Gin?"