Conan's Corpse Picker - Chapter 1316
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Chapter 1316

Chapter 1316 1316 [Anonymous name that does not harm people]

The skateboard is not big, Jiang Xia glanced at it, found a place to rest, and stepped on it.

Hattori Heiji looked at the remaining small space and struggled a bit: "It's too crowded for three people." Next time, bring a big skateboard.

He was about to say that, and then squeezed the skateboard.

But before the second half of the sentence could be said, Jiang Xia said thoughtfully: "That's right. You stay here and watch the bomb."

Conan also seemed to think it was a bit difficult to carry two adult-sized high school students at the same time, so he kicked the accelerator and the skateboard carried them out at the same speed as flying.

Hattori Heiji was hit by the exhaust fumes from the skateboard. He raised his hand to wipe the dust off his face. He was stunned for a moment before he regained his senses: "Wait, what's there to protect from the bomb? You don't want to take me!"

However, Conan had already turned a corner on his skateboard, leaving his voice far behind, and there was no one in the alley in the blink of an eye.

Hattori Heiji:""

Damn, it's impossible not to be involved in this matter, so I can only run over.

...But what about this bomb, is it really necessary to carry it with you?

In the empty space where Hattori Heiji felt at a loss, Jiang Xia and Conan had already gone away.

The memory of the two of them is not bad, they walked along this maze-like alley, and they soon arrived at the place where the cars of the robber gang were.

However, the feng shui took turns, and when they arrived, they were also treated like Hattori Heiji just nowthe robbers' car just started to leave, banged onto the flat road, and rushed out in the blink of an eye, leaving it to them An alley exhaust.

"...Damn, almost!"

Conan clicked his tongue and chased after him on his skateboard.

Jiang Xia thought about the eight burly men with guns in the car, and was silent for a while: Almost what? Do you want him to swing the stick and bring down eight armed robbers in an instant? ...It's not impossible, but eight guns malfunctioning at the same time seems a bit too coincidental.

Anyway, the time for Conan to arrive here is just right now, not only can he see the robbers, but the two sides don't have to face each other directly.

The robbers are driving modified cars after all, which are more suitable for rushing on the road than Conan's skateboards at night.

The skateboard followed the car and walked through the street, gradually increasing the distance.

Conan glanced down at the unsatisfactory skateboard, gritted his teeth: "The battery is about to run out, I have to take a shortcut - stand firm!"

"Huh?" Jiang Xia regained his senses and suddenly saw the river in front of him, "..."

The next second, Conan kicked the accelerator, and the skateboard slammed towards a building material pile next to him. He went up the **** and flew into the air in the blink of an eye, leaping across the wide river. A smooth parabola was drawn, and the click landed on the opposite bank.

Jiang Xia almost fell. Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he supported himself with the puppet clay, and stood quietly with a calm expression on his face: ""

Conan knows nothing about the bad experience of the only passenger.

After landing successfully, he slapped his palm with a sense of accomplishment: "This is the way out of the city. It's already so late, even the commercial streets in the city will not be too prosperous. When they evacuate in a hurry, they may Run out - this is the way they must go after that!"

As he spoke, there was a sound from far away.

The robbers' vehicle rounded the bridge from a distance, and turned around and rushed down the road again, with a low roar from the engine.

Conan watched those cars getting closer and closer, and suddenly realized something: chasing is catching up, this... how to stop this?

Fortunately, a clever detective cannot be stumped by such a thing.

Soon he had an idea, looked around, bowed slightly, and prepared to open the shoes.

But at this moment, Conan suddenly froze.

Besides, a child passed by with a ball in his hand, and fell down.

The ball in his hand bounced a few times and fell into the street.

The child ran to catch up and held the ball with a strange material in the middle of the street. But then, instead of returning to the side of the road, he sat there, picked up the ball and looked at it, as if checking whether the toy was broken.

Conan: "..." This unsafe kid!

Seeing that the robber's car was about to run over him, and so far there was no sign of slowing down, Conan rushed over: "Get out of the way, don't play on the road!"

He grabbed the child's arm and tried to pull the person away.

tugged but couldn't move.

The child suddenly took his hand, raised his head from under the hood, looked at him for a moment, and grinned.

The child is very good-looking, not inferior to the child stars on TV, and there is a plush children's hood with rabbit ears on the top of the head, and the whole person seems to be capitalized "cute".

However, when Conan saw his smile, he had goosebumps all over his body and his heart skipped a beat... This, this is not a rude child at all, this is the anonymous child who loves to give other people anesthesia!

Conan: "..." How did the anonymous name appear here?

There is a conspiracy! Could it be that they are also eyeing Qiancheng scoops? !

A dozen meters away, in a hidden corner of the street.

The vodka had already touched the factory and installed time bombs on the robbers' cars. At the same time, the bomb also has a manual control button, which is guaranteed to detonate in this area.

So Vodka first went to the river and stared: on the one hand, to monitor whether the bomb was detonated normally, on the other hand, he also planned to wait a while to see if anyone was alive and go up to make up for the knife.

He also saw the child playing with the ball and ran to the middle of the road. He also knew that in a few seconds, the child would be hit by a solid vehicle, but he didn't care. Although he thought this kid was a bit miserable, he was so mixed up in the organization. People with conscience have been nearly dead over the years.

Today, Vodka only feels that his heart is as hard as iron, and even secretly thinks: every time the robber dies on the way to escape, the police will have a greater workload, and the attention will be more easily distracted.

And he, Vodka, the person responsible for the aftermath, has more time to revise the robbers' information and let them take the blame for the organization - but after all, in the middle of the night, how can a child of this age be alone on a desolate street Walking around, alone, and right in the way of the robber?

Vodka: "..." Careful people never believe in coincidences - this unfortunate child may be found by Uzo, in order to allow sufficient time for the organization, make good use of this mini-armed gang.

As I was thinking, vodka gradually felt that something was wrong.

After a while, he suddenly noticed something and looked to the side abruptly, and saw a man dressed in black beside the bushes behind him.

"?!" This elusive guy made Vodka's heart jump twice, and instinctively grabbed the gun.

(end of this chapter)