Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

On the rooftop, the battle was over. Scotland frantically held up the revolver he had snatched from Rye, breathing heavily.

Rye raised his hands: "It's worthy of being a Scotch whisky."

He actually retreated to advance and stole his pistol.

Scotland said nothing, just stared at the man in front of him.

Now that things have come to this, he has no way to escape.

...Fortunately, Zero is not here.

Rye shifted his position inconspicuously, positioning himself to block Scotland, preventing the sniper from shooting. He looked at the man in front of him and said calmly, "Before you shoot, can you listen to me for a few words..."

Scotland chuckled, "I didn't grab this gun just to shoot you."

He reversed the pistol and pointed it at his chest.

Rye's eyes darkened, and he pounced forward, pressing the cylinder of the revolver.

If the cylinder of the revolver was held down by someone, no matter how hard the Scot struggled, he would not be able to pull the trigger.

The two retreated together due to inertia, and Scotland slammed into the wall behind him. Rye stared at Scotland closely and whispered, "Scotch, people like you shouldn't die here."

Scotland looked at the man in front of him in astonishment: "What..."

The man's eyes were sincere, and his voice was serious. "I'm an undercover agent sent by the FBI, Shuichi Akai. Like you, I'm a hawk-dog hunting my prey. Once I have my hands on the enemy's throat, I won't let go."

"Put down your gun and listen to me. Under the current circumstances, I can still let you go as long as you are willing to cooperate with me..."

Meeting the man's determined gaze, Scotland had no time to tell whether his words were true or false, but his intuition, which had never been wrong, told him that this man was the same as them.

Scotland's eyes grew more determined when he thought of his companions who were on the same path as him.

In this case, it is even less likely that he would hold others back.

Whether for yourself or for others, death is the best choice at this moment.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard on the stairs behind them.

Taking advantage of Rye's distraction, Scotland continued to press the trigger without hesitation -

"boom--"

The huge explosion shook the entire building. Scotland and Rye staggered at the same time, and the ground beneath their feet began to collapse on a large scale.

"boom--"

There was another deafening bang, and everyone on the other side saw with their own eyes that the rooftop where Scotland and Rye were located began to collapse, and then it was swallowed up by the sudden explosion, sinking completely and turning into a huge hole of ruins.

"Ahh, what happened?" Chianti was anxious and shocked. "Scotland and Rye were both bombed!"

Gin took a few steps forward and looked at the building below which was completely plunged into darkness due to the explosion, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Brother, there's a bomber carrying out a terrorist attack in the building. Not only the top floor, but also the middle and parking lot have been blown up! The whole building is in chaos now!"

Gin's eyes were cold and he sneered, "What a coincidence?"

Chianti, however, cried out, "What else can we do? We saw it explode beneath their feet! Scotland and Rye must be dead!"

Vodka added: "Bourbon has arrived at the scene, you can ask him to go and take a look."

Gin nodded, no longer interested in watching, and turned around and went downstairs: "Let's go first, let them take care of themselves."

And below, Bourbon, who had just stepped onto the top floor, only had time to see two figures before he saw them both fall into the hole and disappear completely.

Bourbon, anxious and worried, rushed forward, but only saw Rye clinging to the edge of the wreckage below.

The explosion plunged the entire building into darkness. The man clutched the edge of the wreckage with one hand, his face a mess, his body stained with blood. Beneath him lay a pitch-black abyss, a bottomless pit about to swallow everything.

Hearing the noise, Rye raised his head and saw Bourbon, his face still calm: "Bourbon, you're here."

Bourbon ignored him and just stared at the darkness deep in the ruins.

Rye also lowered his head, looking at the darkness below, and said to Bourbon, "Scotland was killed on the spot. I'm afraid his body may not be preserved. The police will be here soon. Let's retreat first."

Upon hearing the news that his friend had been mutilated, Bourbon took a deep breath and clenched his hands tremblingly to prevent his true emotions from leaking out.

"Bourbon?"

The man held out his hand to him.

Looking at the people at the edge of the ruins, Bourbon forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

He didn't know how much willpower he had to not shoot when Rye was off guard, but reached out and pulled the man up below.

"Let's go."

Rye whispered, then left without looking back.

Bourbon lowered his head and responded softly. His gray-purple eyes stared into the abyss for a long time. His clenched fingernails dug into his flesh, but he seemed unaware of it.

……

The second to last floor of the building is a furniture mall. The entire floor is filled with large furniture. Although the demand is usually small, people still come up to take a look from time to time, and the whole floor is quite lively.

It’s a pity that an explosion has occurred and the entire building has been plunged into darkness. Everyone who was originally on this floor has already run downstairs, ready to escape.

Only one white-haired young man was particularly strange. He went against the flow of people and came to the furniture mall.

The explosion pierced through the ceiling of this floor, allowing the colors of the sky outside to be clearly seen. Fallen building debris was scattered all over the ground. Shirakawa Qiu walked around the scattered debris, found a precise location, and began digging.

After a while, he dug out a person's hand.

Bai Chuanqiu took a deep breath, wiped the sweat off his face, and continued digging, then his arms, chest, head...

Finally, he dragged the people out of the ruins, panting.

The man was covered in blood, but upon closer inspection, most of the wounds were caused by scratches from stones and were not serious. Only the gunshot wound on his thigh was still bleeding, which looked very horrifying.

Shirakawa Akane first checked the man's nose and mouth to make sure they were not blocked by debris, then deftly used a tourniquet to temporarily stop the bleeding. He reached out and patted the man's cheek: "Zhufushi, Zhufushi Kagemitsu, Zhufushi Kagemitsu, wake up."

Zhu Fu Jingguang finally woke up slowly.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he was not surprised at all.

"Cough-cough-"

Zhu Fujingguang coughed a few times and said, "As soon as I heard the explosion, I knew it was you."

Today is a doomed day, but the chance encounter with Shirakawa Qiu is the only variable.

Baichuan Qiu chuckled: "The materials for the production need to be purchased on site, so it's a bit slow."

But luckily I made it in time.

Zhu Fujing looked around and gave a wry smile: "Aren't you making too much noise?"

Bai Chuanqiu touched his nose with a guilty conscience: "I promise, no one will be injured in the explosion!"

Zhu Fujingguang was helpless: "I don't know anything."

His life was saved by the other party, what can he blame?

Baichuan Qiu chuckled and carried Zhu Fujingguang on his back: "It's a mess outside right now, I'll carry you and find a hospital while the chaos is going on."

Zhu Fu Jingguang hesitated for a moment and said, "My current condition makes it inconvenient for me to go to the hospital."

Baichuanqiu: "Then where else can you go now?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent.

His identity had been exposed, but the reason for the exposure was unknown. Zhu Fujingguang didn't know whether it was because there was a mole or traitor in the public security system, or whether the organization had taken other measures.

The latter was impossible to guard against, and he was powerless to do anything about it, but if it was the former—

Zhu Fujingguang was particularly worried about Zero's situation.

What if that guy has the authority to see Zero's existence... wouldn't Zero be in danger?

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt uneasy when he thought about this.

His current situation is basically that of a "dead man". Even if those people in the organization have some doubts, they will most likely think that he is dead. As long as he handles it properly, he can hide under the public security and the organization and investigate the undercover.

Zhu Fujingguang's eyes became firm again: "Send me to the clinic at No. 31 Beihu Avenue. The doctor there is an informant I trained privately. He will help me."

Baichuan Qiu: "Okay."

"Thank you." Zhu Fu Jingguang thanked in a low voice.

Bai Chuanqiu lowered his eyes, his expression gentle: "You're welcome."

When Shirakawa Qiu woke up from his hospital bed, the dust had already settled. He had been expelled from the police academy, debt collectors were lurking around, and the original owner was so weak that he couldn't even walk.

If it weren't for the help from several classmates of the original owner, he would probably have found a top floor and reopened the business long ago.

So no matter how much time has passed, Baichuan Qiu will always remember this kindness.