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This building, which had been standing for many years, suddenly collapsed at this moment.

Those decorations turned into fragments, and fell from the sky together with the ruins of the collapsed building. The crackling sound never stopped, and the strong vibration didn't stop for a moment.

Human beings are always insignificant in the face of the collapse of a behemoth. The dust rushes into the nostrils, the smell of gunpowder is thick, and death is close at hand. Even Date Hang and Hagiwara Kenji subconsciously drove back a few meters.

Then they opened the car door, got out of the car, and stood in front of a large number of ruins at the location of the Skytree.

The flames were blazing on the ruins, and thick smoke rushed into the blue sky. There were countless fleeing people around, and some people were injured by flying debris. They were sitting on the side of the road at the moment, moaning and screaming with their hands on their wounds.

Date Ko and Hagiwara Kenji looked at the dead body at their feet with ugly expressions.

The corpse was already charred, half of it was crushed under the rubble, and half of it was crawling on the ground.The deceased should have been a girl, because at the head of the body, they found some unburned headgear.

One hand of the charred corpse stretched forward, and it landed on Hagiwara Kenji's feet, perhaps at the last second of his life, he was still praying for the hope of survival.

——This is not Tokyo, this is purgatory on earth.

The moment Shota Mizutani moved his finger, human life died along with the collapsed Sky Tree.

It’s just that the Skytree collapsed and can still be rebuilt, and the disappearance of life is really gone, and the dead will only become a few short lines in the file, sealed in the file room, waiting for the forgotten ending.

"...rescue is needed here." Itahang said in a heavy tone.

The deceased has passed away, and they can't control the deceased for the time being, there are still many injured people here.

"Hello, Meguro Police Department?" Hagiwara Kenji called Meguro Shisan with a blank face.

He used to be a member of the first-hand disposal team, he knew far more about bombs than Datehang, and had seen countless videos about bomb explosions.

Hagiwara Kenji originally thought that he should be able to resist this kind of scene, but watching it through the screen is still far inferior to facing the scene directly, so much so that he can feel the smell of blood spreading in his throat when he speaks now.

Kenji Hagiwara clenched his phone tightly, "The Skytree exploded, we missed it, please help."

They also attended Kunihiko Mizutani's funeral. It is really hard to imagine that the child who was guarded by a group of policemen at that time would become a murderer now.

On the other side, inside the Chevrolet near the TV station.

Akai Shuichi and Conan stared at their mobile phone screens until the screen went off before realizing that they were holding their breath as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Their car parked in the middle of the road blocked the path of most vehicles, and the horn blared behind them.

Okiya Subaru poked his head out of the car window, "Sorry."

Then he drove the car to the side of the road and parked it, watching the vehicles coming and going, and even a few police cars came to support at the end.

"Damn it!" In the Chevrolet, Conan punched the back of the front seat. "He didn't follow the rules! Let's go to Skytree!"

"Calm down, boy." Akai Shuichi said, "Now that the Skytree has collapsed, it's useless for us to go there now. And we've all come here, why don't we just go to the TV station and watch it."

What Akai Shuichi said was true.

The Skytree Tower has collapsed, even if they rush to the Skytree Tower from here, it's useless, and it's a 10-minute journey. By the time they get there, the police may have already pulled up a cordon to prevent others from entering.Then they might as well make the mistake and go directly to the TV station, maybe they can face the murderer face to face.

So after a few deep breaths, Conan also calmed down.

"You're right, we—"

However, just as Conan opened his mouth, his phone buzzed again.

Conan picked up his phone.

Looking at the caller, cold sweat rolled down his head, "Oh no, I forgot to tell Xiaolan when I came out just now."

This is already the seventh time he "disappeared" inexplicably, how can he explain it so that he won't be punished?

Okiya Subaru: "Can I help?"

"No, I'll take it." Conan summoned up his courage.

The moment he pressed the answer button, Conan changed his face in a second, and used his whole body to interpret what is the desire to survive.

"Sister Xiaolan~"

His voice wished it could be laced with more syrup.

After more than ten minutes, the phone was hung up. No matter how cute he was, he was finally scolded. Conan felt a little relieved.

It's just that when his eyes glanced at the voting interface that hadn't been closed, his heart that had been let go rose again.

——The total number of votes was 520, far exceeding the [-] votes required by the other party.

How did so many people vote.

Kudo Shinichi admitted that he was really at a loss when he saw the number of votes.

He even felt that his education and three views had been challenged.

Life and death, morality, human life, conscience... There are too many things mixed together, which makes people struggle constantly, and the relationship becomes predator and prey.

"Don't think too much." Akai Hideichi calmly took out a cigarette, but he didn't light it, he just held it between his fingers. "The voting statistics interface was sent to us, maybe the purpose of the black hands behind the scenes is to destroy our mentality."

"It's not you who specifies such rules and makes everyone make such choices."

"I know all of this." Conan threw himself on the armchair, a little depressed. "It's just that sometimes, I do feel scared about the relationship between people."

"Then are you going to give up?" Akai Shuichi raised an eyebrow, "Give up being a detective, give up continuing to investigate the black organization."

"That's impossible."

Conan raised his head suddenly, "I will never give up in my life."

——Kudo Shinichi is still that Kudo Shinichi.

Akai Shuichi slightly hooked his lips.

"In this case, let's talk about something else." Akai Shuichi changed the subject, "Who do you think today's incident will be written by?"

Whose handwriting is clear at a glance.

Those who can know the equation Kudo Shinichi = Edogawa Conan, apart from those alliances, the only ones left are the black organization.

Today's events are natural enough that there is no second wave of people, that is to say——

Conan turned his attention to the TV station not far away, "The minor on the TV station is also a member of the Black Organization."

Shota Mizutani, who was being discussed by them, was facing Heping Shimayo at the moment.

There were quite a few policemen present, but Shota Mizutani saw Hirashima Yoshitaka from among the policemen, and stared at him in a rather calm manner until Hirashima Yoshita stepped out from the crowd of policemen and stood in a group All the policemen looked back with the same calm attitude.

"Long time no see, Officer Hirashima." Shota Mizutani said.

The young man's clear voice broke the depressing atmosphere in the TV station, but it led the policemen in the room to a more depressing atmosphere.

"I'm sorry I didn't come to see you as soon as you woke up." The boy gathered up his skirt and patted off the dust on the suit. "But it's a pleasure to meet you today."

——It's great that you didn't become the last talking point in the media like my father was.

Hirashima Yo and Mizutani Shota looked at each other, their eyes collided with each other, their eyes were full of emotions, and they could see each other's unfinished intentions.

What have I seen all these years?

Shota Mizutani thought about it.

In the cemetery eight years ago, the media used the death of their father as a platform for questioning;

Seven years ago in Tokyo Tower, Hirashima Yang went to the tower to save people, and the media outside the tower acted recklessly;

Then the hot spring hotel exploded, and the death of the political leader Nagao was linked to the seriously injured Hirashima Yo.

... In the end, Hirashima Yang slept for seven years, and gradually disappeared from the police circle. After discovering that there was nothing more to discover about him, the media turned their attention to high school students. "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era" and "Savior of the police world" have been called one after another.

And Kudo Shinichi has disappeared now.

Just like his father who was mentioned and forgotten by the media, like Hirashima Yang who was dug up by the media and forgotten all the traffic.

These media have no introspection at all. They are not objective and unjust, but they forget that words can also kill.

"I am not involved in all the fair and just media today." Shota Mizutani said lightly.

Afterwards, Shota Mizutani did not say a word, but continued to look at Hirashima Yang until he was handcuffed and taken away by other policemen.

"But have you ever thought about it?" At the moment when Mizutani Shota was about to be pushed out of the door, Hirashima Yang opened his first mouth after coming to the TV station.

He didn't turn around, but just stood there maintaining his original posture. "I didn't entrust you to kill the media. You said you were avenging me, but did I agree?"

"Who are you being fooled into thinking that this kind of self-realization is correct? Toya Tokikawa?"

"You are committing crimes, not justice."

The moment the voice fell, Ping Daoyang finally turned around and looked at the back of the minor who was detained by the police.

——Shota Mizutani is still wearing that black suit jacket, which was given as a spiritual support in the rainy day.

Ping Daoyang raised his hand and groped for the scar in his throat covered by the scarf, his voice choked up for the first time in so many years, and even his eyes became red.

How did a child who knew him, a descendant of a policeman, end up on this path?

Minors are the future and a brand new torch. Sooner or later, these people will become the remnants of the old era and hand over hope to the new generation.

But a child, now plunged into the darkness like this, has caused such an irreparable ending.

He wasn't surprised that Weique sent him the vote statistics, and he was able to maintain a stable mind after seeing the votes, but when he really met Empress Mizutani, he had to admit that Weique played a good game, picking his weakest Start that side.

——The death toll of the Skytree Tower is 127, and the number of injuries is still being counted.