Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

"They work together so well." Xiaolan sighed.

"Because survivors rely on teamwork to win, if everyone performs consistently, it's easy to win. But if someone drops the ball..." Lucky scratched his head, remembering how he went to the basement to grab a box at the beginning of the game and was caught by the factory manager. "If someone drops the ball, it would be terrible."

The batsman opened up with a burst of ball that pushed the night watchman away and covered the board. The mechanic successfully ran to the window and was knocked down again. The batsman stood at the window, staring straight at the night watchman.

The angry night watchman rushed forward and hit the staggering batsman with a knife, and was ready to chase and knock the batsman down. The batsman thought it was not good and hurriedly ran towards the rarely used plate area.

The night watcher prepared to give up his sprint, but after seeing the batsman turn around and swing the bat, he slightly adjusted his direction. This time, it was a disaster. The tree roots nearby successfully tripped the night watcher, making his sprint stuck in the spot. At the same time, the batsman hit his last explosive ball.

"Eh, no?" The batsman stared in amazement at the night watchman who did not rush over.

The night watchman suppressed the embarrassment of his foot being stuck and smiled smugly: "You didn't expect it, Ganji, this is my pursuit route."

After the second charge, the night watchman successfully knocked the batsman down. Lying on the ground, the batsman looked indignant: "This game is really full of trust."

"Hee, it's double-fallen."

"Why are you so proud? Tracy hasn't even gotten on the chair yet. She was just lying on the floor playing with her dolls."

The night watchman didn't take it seriously: "Humph, there are enough chairs here, just hang both of you up."

Just as the night watchman was about to put it into practice, he saw a figure holding a magnet running towards him in the distance.

"No, don't you guys repair machines?"

"I've already saved up three magnets. Repairing the machine? What the hell!" The prospector swung the magnet over the night watchman's face, buying time for the batsman and mechanic to recover. "There was a time when I, too, felt hopeless about terminal illnesses like paronychia, but now I'll let Fool's Gold worry about that."

Fool's Gold: A-choo! Can stone men sneeze?

The Night Watchman snorted coldly: "Humph, eat my big rush!"

The explorer leaned slightly to the left, releasing the flywheel, and the sickle brushed past his feather cape and chopped into the tree.

"Little Ita, if you don't work harder, you'll be mistaken for a lumberjack." The prospector hid behind a tree, still holding the magnet and aiming.

"You know, the wood that little Ita has cut down now is enough to build a new cabin in the Forest of No Return." The batsman complained on the ground, and then suffered a small revenge from the night watchman.

The night watchman used his sickle foot as a snow shovel and shoveled a pile of snow onto the batsman's head. "If you're down, just shut up and don't move!"

"Ugh! Pah! Pah!"

The air force in the distance was still interacting closely with the cipher machine: "I don't know if Norton can save the first wave of people. Tracy's doll is half repaired. I have to finish repairing the machine before I can go to rescue people."

The explorer's three magnets were being consumed very quickly. In order to protect himself from injury, he did not use his magnetic control skills. He simply delayed for a while and took advantage of the time when the night watchman went to kill the mechanic to touch the batsman.

After this tug of war, the Air Force's aircraft has reached more than 60%, and the batsman has no ball at half health, so he can only honestly repair the explorer's legacy aircraft.

The Air Force looked up and saw the words "Three cipher machines not cracked" and immediately realized that the last machine was the one the batsman was going to repair, so she quickly began to give orders.

"Ganji and I will hold the machine open to prevent Eta from moving and guarding the machine. Norton will hold the machine open to rescue. Tracy, Wawa will hold the door open after repairing the machine."

"Got it!" The batsman has now been downgraded to a burster, and is currently using the burster to repair the machine. (Although it doesn't speed up the decryption process.)

The explorer hid behind the container, waiting for an opportunity to rescue people, but the night watchman had guessed his location and rushed over to stab the explorer to force him to save people.

"Oh no, Marta, the plan has changed, you have to come to the rescue again!" The explorer immediately pulled the mechanic off the carnival chair, but because he did not fight for his life, the mechanic was soon knocked down for the second time.

"You want to suppress the machine to save people? No way. Stay here!" The night watchman felt that the cipher machine was at least half a machine short, so he ran after the explorer at full speed.

Then he got his foot stuck again.

The explorer turned around to hand over a newly obtained magnet: "...The snow has suddenly become so heavy here, I can't see anything."

The night watchman's complexion had visibly turned redder, and combined with his fluffy platinum hair, he now looked like a snowy owl with its feathers standing on end.

"I want to silence him!" The Night Watchman ignored the mechanic and chased after the explorer.

The explorer immediately said, "Oh, no? If you kill the opponent normally, you still have a chance of a draw. Don't get carried away!"

The mechanic squatting on the ground, controlling the doll to stick to the door and watching the show: Wow.

The Air Force was overjoyed when they saw the last machine, which was already over 80% operational. "Hurry up, hurry up, Norton, just hold on for another ten seconds or the machine will open. Ganji, go fix the moon gate."

The explorer had used up a lot of boards and was left with no choice but to circle the tree to contain the enemy. It just so happened that the night watchman's operation was completely deformed due to the red temperature.

Wood plus one plus one plus one...

As the explorer deliberately took a knife and fell to the ground, the last machine was lit up and the whole venue emitted a huge buzzing sound, marking the beginning of the door opening battle.

The explorer rushed into the factory without looking back, his heart racing. "Does anyone know where the cellar is?"

The Air Force immediately replied, "There's no Christmas tree behind the hut."

"No moon wicket either." The batsman was clicking the wicket.

"There's none in the scrap area either, you should know that." The mechanic had already run to the Airman and the Bassman.

The surveyor had already run to the second floor of the factory. "Doesn't that mean the cellar is between the water tank and the two panels and one window? I guess I'd better wait for death."

"Come on, Norton, we're leaving first!" The mechanic stood at the door, waved in the direction of the factory, and went out.

The night watchman chased after him relentlessly, not even wanting to move: "Don't run! Come back here!"

Seeing the night watchman spreading his hands and about to use a "large vacuum cleaner", the explorer immediately jumped down from the gap on the second floor and then ran hard to the cellar.

If there's a chance, you have to fight... Well, he couldn't fight anymore. The Night Watchman used all his energy to keep him. However, when the Night Watchman was about to swing the final blow, the prospector pressed the surrender button.

"Ah↑ah↓ah↑ah~" Seeing his sickle stopped three inches in front of the explorer's body, the night watchman painfully accepted this three-run situation.

"So, this means the survivors win," Hattori Heiji sighed, watching the words "complete defeat" appear on the Night Watcher's screen. "But, this loss is a bit tragic. I saw him have several chances to catch the person."

Shinichi Kudo understood how the Night Watchman was able to run at such a fast speed through the abilities he demonstrated in the bureau.