Chapter 2846 2850 [Gin's Prank]

The lock inside the cabinet, I do not know why it was completely stuck, I couldn't pull it away.

"Calm." Conan took a deep breath and tried to block the sound of "da" and "da" sounded by the second hand. He adjusted his body in the narrow cabinet and reached out and touched his sneakers.

"Without a football buffer, you may be injured with enhanced foot shoes ... but now it's not time to pay attention to this detail!"

After 0.1 seconds of tangles, Conan felt that it was still important to life -the bomb above her head was about to detonate, the legs were painful, and it was better than being fried at close range.

To measure the situation, he unscrewed the switch with a sinking look and kicked!

"Dangdang!" A loud noise.

A fake elementary student hugged his feet.

——In enhanced foot shoes, it has not worked. Without the bonus of technology, the legs of his first grade elementary school students failed to shake the cabinet door of the storage cabinet.

The pain on his feet made Conan's brain with a blank breath. After returning to God, he stared at his shoes incredibly: how could he be like the lock above? Intersection

"... My luck is so bad?"

The phrase of the uninhabited road seems to be a joke at this moment.

Conan looked at the iron cabinet he was in and listened to the bomb above his head. Suddenly, he felt a feeling of staying in the ashes in advance. For a moment, he flashed the thoughts of escape one by one in his head, and excluded one by one.

In the end, Conan took out the phone silently and pressed the mailbox.

... This is the end, let's write a suicide note first.

He can die, but his experience and clues tonight will be left, becoming a beacon for the latecomers to eradicate black organizations!

With a bit of vigor and grief, Conan broke out quickly, crackling a pile of words, and pressed the sending.

The buffer icon turned a few laps, and finally turned into a small exclamation mark -the sending failed.

Conan later looked at the signal grid in the upper right corner: "..."

I almost forgot! The underground signal was not good. This locker was made of metal. Now it is surrounded by metal. He has no right to send a testament! Intersection

"Qinjiu ..."

Thinking of the tall black man with silver hair, Conan was afraid, and he had a little anger on his face.

Kudo Shinichi was "dead" in the hands of Qinjiu and vodka. Now, Conan is about to repeat the same mistakes ... it is a funny and sad fate.

"I was still anxious. When I saw the clue of the organization, I rushed up, and I completely forgot the danger of measuring the other party.

"I should have known that even the people who dare to blew the Shinkansen will definitely leave easily because of‘ without finding people ’. It’ s really naive to deal with such a crazy crazy about the bombing. ”

At this time, Conan hidden a little regretful to review his bold and vulnerable actions. However, it is now trapped in the cabinet, and the bomb is about to explode closely, and it is too late to regret it.

You can only look forward.

But……

"It's really desperate.

"I don't know how much information can I leave this phone after the explosion." Conan lowered his head with a smile and looked at the screen that exudes the glowing light:

"Should I bet on a fixed time, or leave some hidden and obscure letters like those victims. Fortunately, when Jiang Xia checked the scene, tell him the cause of my death in this way?

"But in this way, wouldn't Jiang Xia go on the old way like me ..."

The more thin oxygen in the cabinet made Conan's spirit gradually dissipated, and his mind was thinking about it.

At this time, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to hear a cooked voice.

"Huh?" Conan was puzzled first, and then sighed, "Sure enough, it's going to die, and he ran away in his head -why do I seem to hear Jiang Xia and call me."

"At this time, Jiang Xia should be sleeping at home. Alas, I really don’t know if you should envy him ..."

Click.

The lock rotation, the cabinet door was opened from the outside.

A bouquet of light came in, like a staircase of heaven.

"Is this the scene after death? It turns out that those cartoons are true. Before death, people can really see the light of heaven ..." Conan looked at the dazzling light, and his mind was entangled in his mind and instinct. There are no gods or ghosts in the world. This should be that I have seen more film and television dramas.

"What an illusion before death?"

One hand stretched out of the light, and he picked him out like a chicken.

Suddenly the air, and the cool air outside, made Conan a messy head clear.

Conan was shocked and looked up, and saw a face that was just thinking: "Jiang Xia? Why are you here?!"

Jiang Xia ordered the flat glasses on the bridge of the nose: "Of course, because Xiao Ai gave me this -I heard that this is a spare glasses that can track your position."

Having said that he looked around: "You ghostly escape with Bancang Zhuo's diary, just to come to such a place?"

"!" Conan suddenly returned to God, realizing that the time of the bomb continued. He fluttered, "Run, there is a bomb here! It will be detonated soon !!"

"Bomb?" Jiang Xia put Conan on the ground, and it looked very interested in this unexpected small accident.

"Why are you dismantling it? It's too late!" Conan glanced down at his watch and was shocked to find that there were only a few seconds left before Gin said "5 minutes later".

"It's too late... Get down!"

Conan threw himself.

However, the imagined scene of "throwing down teammates and hiding behind the cabinets next to them" did not appear. Conan just bumped into Jiang Xia's legs... and then bounced back smoothly.

When he got up dizzy, Jiang Xia seemed to have discovered something.

The famous detective looked at one of the lockers, thought for a moment, and reached out to open the door.

"Ring--!"

A sharp bell rang, and the noise collided back and forth between the iron cabinet and the narrow storage room, deafening.

The sudden loud noise made Conan's scalp explode, and his whole body felt like he was poured with a basin of ice water, as if he had seen the tragic scene of himself and Jiang Xia being shattered to pieces.

However, the next moment, as Jiang Xia gently stretched out his hand, the noise that seemed to drill into someone's skull suddenly disappeared, and the storage room returned to peace.

——No explosion, no death.

Nothing.

...It was like having a nightmare, and now I woke up from the dream, only to find that nothing happened here.

...How is this possible? !

Conan raised his head in confusion, just in time to see Jiang Xia withdraw his hand from the locker, holding a mechanical alarm clock in his hand...a simple style, two steel ears on the top, and a metal pendulum between the steel ears.

Conan who escaped from death: "..."

Conan: "???"