Chapter 754 It’s All the World’s Fault

"Are you scared too?"

Fujino looked at Conan's scared look through the bat mask and couldn't help but sneered: "When you kicked the helmet at those two guys just now, I didn't see that you were scared."

Conan: "..."

The hidden sword is right on my face, how can I not be afraid?

Why don't you try putting the hidden sword on your neck?

Conan couldn't help complaining in his heart, but he didn't dare to complain at all.

Not that I was afraid.

Isn't Conan super brave?

Well, the main reason is that he kicked the wrong person.

This wave of Paw Paw Team committed a serious crime.

"Forget it. Strictly speaking, this matter isn't your fault anyway. I'll let you go today."

Seeing Conan's appearance, Fujino didn't pursue it further. He turned around, opened his robe, and came to the parapet, planning to take a leap of faith.

Conan usually kicks people, so to speak, he shoots wherever he wants...

Although there were misses, they were all actively dodged.

According to Conan's explanation, today's kick was due to the impact of the shock bomb on the middle ear tube, and the lack of oxygen due to staying in the cabinet for a long time. The football he kicked after that was deflected.

And when the ball made him look back at Conan, the people from Ambustella Industries rushed over, causing Gin and Vodka to run away.

Although it is unreasonable, it makes sense when you think about it.

It must be "The End of the World Line" that is causing trouble again.

So, to be precise, it's not Conan's fault.

Well, it's all the world's fault.

"etc!"

Seeing that Rice Krispies Batman wanted to leave, Conan immediately shouted: "I have something to ask you!"

"Um?"

Fujino, who was wearing a Batman vest, turned around when he heard this and looked at Conan behind him who was getting brave again: "What else do you want to ask?"

"It's about that organization!"

Conan thought carefully and asked, "How much do you know about that organization?"

"Things about that organization..."

Fujino touched his chin through the mask, "If it's that organization, I do know a lot of things."

"If my guess is correct, you must be dealing with that organization now."

Conan was overjoyed, secretly thinking that his guess was indeed correct, and immediately suggested: "I think we can share some information..."

"Sharing information?"

Fujino changed the subject and said, "But why should I share it with you?"

"Do you have as much information as I have?"

"..."

Conan was silent for a while after hearing this.

Thinking about it carefully, the information about the organization that he currently has is indeed not much.

This time he also found these two people through Itakura Zhuo.

And the other party seems to have known about it for a long time?

If you think about it, sharing intelligence is indeed a bit unfair.

Fujino doesn’t intend to interact too much with Conan as Rice Krispies Batman. After all, they overlap too much and it’s easy to show a sense of intimacy.

Excessive intimacy can easily reveal one's faults. Based on Conan's rookie reasoning ability, it probably won't take long to deduce his identity.

Falling horses is no fun.

Turning around, Fujino opened his arms, planning to take another leap of faith.

"etc!"

Conan spoke again at this time, interrupting his leap of faith: "One more thing!"

Fujino: "..."

It's endless, right?

Fujino took a deep breath, turned around and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else?"

Conan's expression turned serious and he said in a deep voice, "Why do you want to kill someone?"

"ha?"

The eyes behind Fujino's mask looked like he was looking at a fool: "You tell me, an assassin, why I kill people?"

Isn't this stupid question just like asking: 'Why did Kaitou Kid become a thief? 'Same idiot?

"You weren't like this before."

Conan's tone sounded like a resentful woman, with a hint of sadness: "In the past, even if you beat the prisoner to disability, you would never use lynching to kill him. You said that you are 'the greatest detective in the world.' , but now you have changed and become an executioner who kills people casually! "

"I am indeed an executioner. I do not deny this. After all, the people I killed were the only ones I thought should be killed, so I killed them."

Fujino looked at Conan quietly: "Although many people were killed, I feel that there were no innocent people among them. Maybe they did kill people who were not worthy of death, but I think those people deserve to be killed."

"The rising light will illuminate the world. The more people who inherit the gift of light, the darker the shadows behind them. People living in corners cannot receive the gift of light, but they have to endure the shadows behind them. Come the darkness."

"Evildoers can never be stopped by evils lower than the evil itself. When the law cannot restrain evildoers, more powerful evildoers are needed to restrain them."

"Only by making the villains fearful can we restrain the villains."

"Good and evil are not opposites in themselves. The dividing line between good and evil is the last bottom line in everyone's heart and the last pure line of defense in everyone's heart..."

"If you want to deal with villains who have no bottom line, you can only break through the bottom line."

"There must always be a person who incarnates into an existence that is more sinful than sin, takes on all the sins in a world full of sins, lights a light to guide the direction, and restrains all sins under the light of the light."

"If there really is no darkness in this world, then darkness will naturally not exist."

Fujino took two steps back, and his body fell rapidly towards the building.

When he was about to fall into the abyss, the white robe turned into wings to support him.

At this time, the rising sun rises from the east.

The white robe was illuminated by the hot sunlight and turned into a white light.

On the city skyline, that ray of white light flew farther and farther.

…………

On the road in front of Xianqiao Station.

Belmod, who had been made up to look like a young man, was driving a vodka car and speeding on the highway in Tokyo. She squinted and looked at the gin wrapped in vodka in the rearview mirror, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes: "One after another. It's not like you to be defeated in the hands of that guy..."

Hearing this, Gin's bandaged hand froze, feeling even more aggrieved. He turned his head to look at the back of her head and asked in a cold voice, "Who were those people just now?"

"Is this how you talk to your savior?"

Belmod sounded resentful, and then replied briefly: "People from Ambstera Industries."

Gin frowned: "Why are they here?"

"Sent by BOSS... No, to be precise, I reported this matter to BOSS, and they came here after getting the news from BOSS."

Belmod said and sneered: "Otherwise, do you think I can instigate others, even the BOSS... I can only say that you are overthinking, right?"

She paused for a moment and said playfully: "In the final analysis, the person who should be grateful the most is you, GIN. Thanks to that guy, that guy is my target. Otherwise... GIN, your life may really be in the balance." here."

Gin's face was gloomy and he clenched his fists: "Where is Chartreuse's body?"

"It was taken care of when I got here."

Belmod lit a cigarette: "With the other corpses."