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After being tied up for several hours, Yuanzi¡¯s limbs were already very numb and stiff. The gravel scratched some blood marks on the thigh at some point.
She regretted very much at this time why she was wearing a school uniform skirt. Even wearing a pair of pants is better than wearing a skirt.
As the time gradually approached noon, hunger began to spread.
Feeling the hunger in my belly, my emotions that had been unable to calm down tended to burst. She held back her tears. Crying at this time had no effect.
She held back her tears and changed her position slightly to a more comfortable position. The rope was tied so tightly that even though she kept trying to break free, it only loosened the rope a little.
But at least it¡¯s a little looser, which is better than having no results at all.
Perhaps he was very confident in the rope he tied, or perhaps he was too trusting of Sonoko, a girl with no strength to tie the chicken. The masked driver spent most of his time standing in the shadow of the wall and staring at the road outside the window. Pay too much attention to the movements in the garden.
Sonoko took a deep breath, hid her legs behind her back, pressed against the wall, let her hands reach her ankles, and struggled to untie the rope tied to her ankles.
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In the middle of Cupido Town.
The young man carrying the suitcase stopped a taxi, drove around the city several times, and then walked to the bottom of a tall building.
He entered the elevator, and the transparent sightseeing elevator went up all the way to the floor where Kurosawa Naoya was.
Seeing the person coming with a box, Kurosawa Naoya swallowed the last piece of steak. He tapped his fingers, and the young man walked straight this way.
There was no conversation between the two. The person who came was like an obedient doll. He walked over and put the box down directly, then turned and left.
Seeing the other party walk some distance away, Kurosawa Naoya snapped his fingers.
Hearing the sound, the young man stopped and looked around, wondering why he was here. He scratched his head and walked out of this restaurant he had never dared to enter before.
Seeing that the trouble was solved, Kurosawa Naoya took the box and weighed it. After confirming that the weight was correct, he happily poured red wine into the glass.
The 100 million yen he had been planning was not in vain, nor was the celebration banquet he had prepared in advance.
The sunshine outside the window was just right. He swayed the wine glass and tasted it slowly, feeling comfortable and satisfied.
A tall building six hundred meters away, watching the red dots on his glasses stop moving. Kamikawa Shun took out the sniper rifle from the guitar case and wiped it slowly without rushing to adjust it.
The touch of the sniper rifle was cold and stiff, and the anger in his heart gradually calmed down.
The sky above our heads is clear and blue, dotted with white clouds.
¡°It¡¯s really an insult to the sun to bury him in such good weather. But I guess the sun won¡¯t mind such a thing.¡±
Watching the red dot in the lens begin to move slowly, Kamikawa immediately put on his gun and waited for someone to appear at the place of death he had arranged for him.
Kurosawa Naoya walked out of the elevator with his suitcase and pressed the button for the first floor. He hummed a tune softly and looked at the scenery outside the glass casually.
Outside the window, a group of crows flew by, their black feathers reflecting a dazzling halo under the sunlight.
He likes this bird that brings death, he likes the carefully planned flowers of death, and he also enjoys the excitement and pleasure of watching them at close range.
The midday sun shone on him, reflecting a pale golden halo. He narrowed his eyes and smiled.
What could be more pleasant than these?.
In the center of the cross is the smiling face of Naoya Kurosawa.
Kamikawa Shun took off his glasses, and his eyes that were always hidden by the lenses revealed the danger and coldness that had always been hidden.
With his index finger on the trigger, his face was extremely calm.
"Bang¡ª¡ª"
The bullet burst out of the barrel, streaking across the gorgeous sky with a cold stream of light, spinning and breaking the elevator glass, without stopping for a moment, directly shattering Kurosawa Naoya's smiling face.
"Bada."
The fingers that were still warm became weak, the suitcase fell loose, blood covered the entire elevator, and the man who was standing upright slowly fell to the ground.
The crows in the sky seemed to be frightened by the gunfire. They circled for a while, squawking, and then flew away into the distance with fluttering wings.
On the street, Shuichi Akai was walking on the road wearing a knitted hat and carrying a long box. I was about to walk into a store when I suddenly heard a familiar gunshot
Although a silencer was installed, the sound of the gunshot was so familiar that he could immediately distinguish it from the noisy environment.
He frowned and turned around to look back.
In the distance, the place where the gunshot came from was empty, and where the bullet hit, you could only see a little bright red blood, which was creepy all the way down the elevator.
He had a bad feeling in his heart, tightened the box on his back, and left the place quickly.
The blood-stained elevator stopped at a certain floor, and the people who were about to enter screamed.
The gunshot wounds, scattered boxes, fallen corpses and smashed faces crazily stimulated everyone's nerves. The person in front felt weak and almost collapsed to the ground.
"Hurry call the police!"
Standing on the side of the street, looking back at the blood-stained building in the distance, Kamikawa Shun looked up at the sky.
In the sky, the golden sun exudes dazzling brilliance, and the halo is dazzling when you look directly into your eyes.
He chuckled lightly, lowered his head and returned to his usual appearance.
"Now we have to rescue Yuanzi. I wonder how Conan is doing."
"You have to go back, change your clothes, and turn on your phone, otherwise Toru Amuro will suspect that she has slept with me"
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Conan carefully walked around to the back of the unfinished building and climbed in through the window. There was a lot of gravel on the ground, and he didn't know where Yuanzi was being kidnapped. If he entered rashly, he could easily make a noise and be discovered by the kidnappers.
After thinking about it, he rubbed dust on the wall to make his clothes look dirty. Then he climbed out of the window and pretended that he was walking out of the distant forest.
He pretended to cry as he walked. On a deserted road, a dirty little boy walked while crying. His fragile, confused and helpless appearance made it difficult for those who still have conscience not to feel compassion.
Oshima carefully poked his head out of the window and looked at the little boy walking on the road without making a sound. Normally, he would have asked what happened, but not now. He is now a kidnapper. If he helps this little boy, the subsequent consequences will not be something he can bear.
He suppressed the desire to speak out and retracted his head.
Although Conan pretended to cry, he kept paying attention to the movement upstairs from the corner of his eye. Seeing someone sticking his head out, he roughly knew where Yuanzi was tied up.
It¡¯s a pity that there is really nothing handy as a weapon around him, otherwise when the kidnapper pokes his head out, he can just kick the kidnapper and kill him.
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PS: The hypnotist is finally dead~
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