Chapter 320 Osaka 3144 (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

As it approached 2 a.m., there were far fewer vehicles and pedestrians on the street.

Occasionally, some office workers walked out of the izakaya with their arms around each other, shouting about going to the next restaurant.

Most shops are closed, including some in the red light district, and they close at 2 a.m.

"Ha~"

Conan yawned long and rubbed his sore eyes.

Since his body became smaller, his body seemed to have returned to his childhood. He started to feel sleepy at 9 o'clock.

No wonder Mao Lilan was worried about him.

"If you're sleepy, just take a nap. It's not certain whether we can catch Numabuchi Kiichiro."

Glancing at him, Sakaki said calmly.

If Kiichiro Numabuchi really escaped.

He could only go back to Tokyo.

There is no way, the support given to him by the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters is far less than that of the Metropolitan Police Department, and it even ostracizes him.

If you were in Tokyo.

I'm afraid Numabuchi Kiichiro has been caught long ago.

"I'm not sleepy."

Conan opened his eyes and told lies, slapped his face hard, and forced himself to cheer up.

Success or failure depends on this, how can he doze off at this juncture?

From time to time, the sound of electricity came from the intercom.

Except for the occasional passing vehicle, the surroundings were very quiet, as if

The whole city fell from the hustle and bustle into a deep sleep.

2 a.m. to 4 a.m. is the quietest time of the day.

After 4 o'clock, some restaurants will get up early to prepare ingredients, press the start button of the city, and let the gears turn again.

Day after day, week after week.

Zhi.zhi.click!

"Notify all police officers, notify all police officers."

Everyone was refreshed and looked at the walkie-talkie.

"We just received a report from Councilor Goji. He and his private vehicle were robbed by Kiichiro Numabuchi 30 minutes ago. The license plate number is Osaka 3144, with yellow letters on a black background. It is a Nissan compact hatchback. Let me repeat it."

"The vehicle in which the fugitive Kiichiro Numabuchi was traveling was a Nissan compact hatchback with the license plate number Osaka 3144!"

clue!

Hattori Heiji was so excited that he almost jumped up.

This is a decisive clue!

Car model and license plate number.

Knowing this, Numabuchi Kiichiro will never be able to escape!

"Otaki Police Department, please!"

Nodding, Otaki Goro tightened his face, gripped the steering wheel and said:

"Sit tight!"

squeak!

After the tooth-piercing sound of rubber friction, the Toyota Crown special police car in which Sakaki Cheng and others were riding suddenly accelerated its speed. Under the strong push on the back, the speedometer kept rising.

70, 75, 80!

They were totally speeding!

But Otaki Goro didn't seem to see the 40 speed limit sign on the roadside. He downshifted to 4, the torque increased, he stepped deeply on the accelerator pedal, and the throttle was fully opened!

Because it's late at night

There are few cars on the street, so Otaki Goro can use his driving skills as much as he wants.

At an extremely rapid speed, the police car plunged headlong into the night like a swordfish sneaking in the rapids.

If there weren't so many people in the car.

I'm afraid it's about to take off.

"Huhu."

Wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead, Numabuchi Kiichiro tightened his grip on the steering wheel with red eyes, trying his best to control the speed of the car to avoid arousing the suspicion of the traffic police.

He was so nervous that his heartbeat reached 180 beats/min, and his stomach felt like it was being grabbed by someone, causing severe pain.

10 more 10 minutes!

According to the speed of the car, he was already approaching the edge of Osaka Prefecture. He could escape from Osaka Prefecture in 10 minutes at most.

As hope gets closer

Numabuchi Kiichiro's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and the cold sweat on his back wet his clothes. He didn't dare to slack off at all.

Sudden!

A strong light came from the rearview mirror, and Yao could hardly open his eyes.

I drive with high beams on in the middle of the night.

Who the hell is so unethical!

He was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

Maybe I heard his curse

The car behind turned off its high beam, and the light intensity plummeted.

Numabuchi Kiichiro breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously raised his head to glance at the other party, however.

Just this look scared him so much that his heart stopped for a moment!

police car!

"Please pull over for the vehicle in front of you. We need to conduct a routine inspection."

Otaki Goro grabbed the walkie-talkie and started shouting.

He used the high beam to recognize the license plate, but he did not directly call out Numabuchi Kiichiro's name, as that would alert the snake.

At the same time, Hattori Heiji on the other side had already reported their location to other police officers.

Now

I'm afraid police officers from the entire Osaka Prefecture are rushing towards Nishi Yodogawa District.

this,

It's a hunting operation!

The hunters began to shrink their encirclement, targeting the prey they were targeting.

The space for activities will gradually decrease, just like boiling a frog in warm water, and it will fall into a desperate situation.

Kiichiro Numabuchi.

He won't sit back and die.

He increased his speed.

How could Otaki Goro watch him escape?

a chase

here we go.

Under panic, human potential is endless.

Even though Kiichiro Numabuchi didn't have a driver's license, he still showed driving skills comparable to Goro Otaki.

Corner, accelerate, accelerate!

Although there is no magical skill such as bending drainage channels,

In the absence of obstacles, the distance between the two sides is always maintained at 100 meters, making it impossible to catch up.

At this time, Sakaki suddenly discovered.

A long black line was spreading out from under Kiichiro Numabuchi's car.

His face changed, and he turned back suddenly. Through the rear window, he saw a scene that made his heart stop.

Under the dim street lights, a conspicuous mark was left on the asphalt road they passed by.

"It's broken!!!"

The veins on his forehead were throbbing, and Makoto Sakaki yelled:

"Hurry up and tell Kiichiro Numabuchi to slow down!!!"

"His car is going to explode!!!"

"What?!"

The other four were shocked:

"Is there a bomb in Kiichiro Numabuchi's car?!"

"It's not a bomb."

Sweating coldly, Makoto Sakaki swallowed his saliva and said:

"Soutarou Goji tampered with his car and planned to kill Kiichiro Numabuchi!"

"There's no time, make him stop the car!!!"

Otaki Goro no longer hesitated, grabbed the intercom and shouted:

"Kiichiro Numabuchi, your car is about to explode, stop the car immediately!"

Before he finished speaking,

behind the bend ahead, a group of police cars blocked the road.

The flashing red and blue lights made the night as bright as day.

At the front, a middle-aged man with squinty eyes in a black suit, holding a megaphone, shouted expressionlessly:

"Numabuchi Kiichiro, I am Hattori Heizo of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters!"

"You are under arrest!"

"Damn it!!!"

Hitting the steering wheel with a fist, Numabuchi Kiichiro gasped, adrenaline secreted in large quantities, and began to tremble all over.

It's death anyway, why not give it a try!

After making the decision

He roared and stepped on the accelerator, with a desperate determination, and crashed into Hattori Heizo in front of him!

"Ahhh!!!"