Chapter 377 Ending

"Inspector, there's something wrong with the police down there."

Seeing Officer Megure coming back from the outdoor stairs with his hat on his forehead, Hagino hurried up and pointed at the people outside and said, "There are obviously a lot more people, about 80 people, all ready to enter the tower."

Crouching down, Officer Megure and Hagino moved closer to the window, took a look, and then quickly retreated with serious faces.

"Those people are not police officers at all, and they seem to have weapons in their hands." Hagino took out his mobile phone, but found that there was no signal at all: "How could this be, this is Tokyo Tower!"

"They must have used a signal jammer, but the range should not be large."

Officer Megure also checked his mobile phone. He remembered that every time Yuji used a satellite phone to call Matsuda Jinpei to report the incident, he felt a headache and regretted why he didn't ask Dr. Agasa to equip him with one.

Back to the elevator, Hagino gently patted the three sleeping people with his hands, trying to wake them up: "Wake up! Damn, they can't wake up."

"We can't leave them here."

Inspector Megure could already hear the sound of a group of people walking. Looking around, he finally found the huge trash can in the garbage disposal room.

"Throw them in here first, and then lock it from the outside. Those people shouldn't be suspicious."

Calmly throwing the Yokomizo brothers into the recyclable trash can and the dry trash can respectively, Officer Megure turned around and found Yamamura Cao lying in the wet trash can, and Hagino, who was panting with his hands on his hips and holding Yamamura Cao's gun in his hand.

"The garbage here is thrown by tourists when they are visiting. The wet garbage has not been processed and is not as clean as that of ordinary residents." Officer Megure's mouth twitched twice, and he decided not to touch Yamamura Cao for at least three days.

[Anyway, either he will be killed by those who rushed up later, or he will be closed and leave tomorrow. It seems that there is no chance to meet again. 】

Inspector Megure also took out a pistol from the pocket of the Yokomizo brothers. Seeing Hagino pick up a steel lock on the ground, the two walked out of the garbage disposal room together and wrapped it around the door handle three times before locking it.

"The elevator is locked, which means that if these guys want to go to the exhibition hall, they have to climb the outdoor stairs. We have to climb up as much as possible before they come up."

Inspector Megure sighed: "If I had known, I would have gone up with Brother Mori."

"Let's go, Chief. Sighing here can't save our lives."

Pushing open the door leading to the outdoor stairs and walking out, Inspector Megure and Hagino looked up and opened their mouths in unison: "Brother Mori, why did you only climb twenty steps!"

Hearing Inspector Megure's voice, Maori Kogoro held the railing, trembling and sat down, stretching his neck to look down: "Megure Officer, it's so high here."

"But you've only climbed 20 steps. If you count the floors below, the height from the ground is only 60 meters at most."

Squinting his eyes, Maori Kogoro shouted, "You know I'm afraid of heights."

Climbing the stairs quickly, in less than two minutes, Officer Megure and Hagino walked to the side of Maori Detective. He pointed up and scolded him angrily, "At this speed, Conan will definitely be in trouble when you get up."

"This is a physiological reaction, I..."

"Then control it a little bit!"

The two looked at each other, and lifted Maori Kogoro on both sides, and lifted him up to continue climbing.

"We have to hurry up, there are many armed criminals below." Officer Megure has already started to breathe: "Even if we can't avoid it, it is more advantageous to shoot back from above."

"Wait, the three of us are climbing the stairs, where are the three of them?" Maori Kogoro was stunned for a moment, and suddenly made an expression that understood everything: "I understand, Officer Megure, there is nothing we can do about it."

"At this time, you can still run away?" Officer Megure felt that he could not climb anymore, and waved his hand, signaling Hagino to stop and rest for a while.

He was originally a fat man, and now he was carrying half of Maori, so he was tired even faster.

"We found a place to hide them."

Glancing down, Hagino immediately put his index finger between his lips, pointed downward and whispered, "They have gone up to the second floor, we have to keep climbing."

………

[The person on the other end of the phone is not the boss of the organization, and after listening to his reply just now, I feel something is wrong...]

Thinking of the armed helicopter still parked in the air outside, Conan took a few steps back and completely covered himself with a steel shield to avoid being discovered.

"Okay, now we have time..."

Just as he was about to have a good chat with Kudo Shinichi, Ireland heard his cell phone ring again. His eyebrows jumped and he reached out to answer the call: "Sir, is there anything else?"

"I am very satisfied with your respectful attitude, but I don't have anything to ask you."

"Gin!" Only then did he look at the number note and Ireland gritted his teeth: "Don't get me wrong, I was just reporting the progress of my work to that sir."

[That sir... rum...]

"What did he say?"

Hearing Gin's question, Ireland turned around proudly and smiled healthily at the armed helicopter.

"The sir praised me and promised that as long as I worked hard, I could take over Mr. Pisk's position. Gin, your plan to swallow up the financial power will fail."

Not as unwilling as Ireland imagined, Gin sat on the helicopter and held the phone a little further away, covering his face tightly.

"Brother, what's wrong with you!"

Vodka in the driver's seat panicked, and the shouts reached Ireland's ears through the mobile phone, making him even more delighted.

【Get angry! Don’t give in! In order to avenge Mr. Pisk, I must push you from your position as the person in charge of Tokyo! 】

"It's just a headache. I didn't expect that I really thought this guy had a chance to take away the financial power."

Gin raised his head and looked at Ireland, who was at the peak of his life, through the front glass of the helicopter.

"Ireland, have you got that memory card?"

"It goes without saying that I'm not you, but I'm so useless as to watch an ordinary member walking around with a list."

Ireland suddenly saw a straight line of red lights not far away, and realized that a large number of police were coming, so he quickly asked Gin to move the helicopter closer to him.

"That's not okay. Rum has told me that if I don't see the memory card in your hand, I can't take you away."

Gin's eyes darkened and he smiled softly: "Come on, just to confirm, hold the memory card in your hand and stretch it out to show us."

"Damn it! This bastard."

Ireland took out the memory card from his inner pocket, held it in his hand, and pointed it at the helicopter.

"Vodka, turn up the lights."

Nodding to Chianti and Cohen, Gin heard the sound of a sniper rifle being loaded in his ears, and smiled even more ferociously.

"I can't see clearly here, Ireland, please come closer to the railing."

Feeling that he was being teased, Ireland scolded twice in dissatisfaction, but thinking that he had to rely on these guys to escape, he still did so.

"Yes, that's it..."