Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

"Hurry, be careful!"

After the two sides met, there was no time left for further communication.

In addition to the children from the Junior Detective League, as well as Xiaolan, Sonoko and others, there was also a young mother with a child and a woman in her forties who fled with them.

"hurry up!"

Lin Jiashu stood at the starting point of the connecting bridge, watching them running towards him at a slightly slow pace.

Seeing this, Xiaolan couldn't help but stop.

now,

A little further away from the Twin Towers, Gin and Vodka stood beside the Porsche 356A, jokingly watching the flames of the distant building.

"This newly developed bomb is more powerful than expected, brother."

Gin snorted and laughed.

The bomb used this time was recently developed by the organization. With the same size, its power is 30% greater. When Vermouth sneaked into the organization's company to plant the bomb, she reported that the bomb was not powerful enough. This is considered the organization's new major research and development direction in weapons.

"Anyway, those indifferent people have almost retreated, so let's try this bomb."

Vodka pressed the detonator in his hand.

boom!

Fierce flames rose from the communication bridge on the 60th floor.

There was only a loud roar, and the broken bridge fell straight down. The heavy concrete and steel bars directly broke the connecting bridge on the 45th floor directly below.

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Chapter 219: Didn’t you pay more attention when you pressed the detonator?

"careful!!!!"

That sudden scene was like a nightmare.

The bridge above exploded.

When the broken bridge fell down with a loud roar, Xiaolan only saw Lin Jiashu's face.

An anxious face was running towards this side.

Then her hand was grabbed——

He pulled Xiaolan so hard that she almost staggered, but she reacted quickly and steadied herself, running back desperately before the horrific collapse and impact fell on them.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The glass roof of the connecting bridge shattered instantly, and then the bridge body was also broken by the huge impact - the heavy bridge body fell straight down from the 60th floor and directly broke the connecting bridge on the 45th floor. When the concrete and steel bars made a terrible wail, everyone's screams became pale and powerless.

The moment she ran back to Building A, the impact from behind and the shock under her feet made Xiaolan unable to keep her balance. But just as her body was about to fall forward uncontrollably, a hand protected her.

"It's okay, it's safe for now."

Lin Jiashu held her steady.

Xiaolan stood up and looked back subconsciously. The scene that came into her eyes made her a little shaken.

——The communication bridge is completely gone.

"Brother Jiashu..."

She subconsciously looked at Lin Jiashu beside her.

Lin Jiashu did not respond.

He walked towards the broken end of the connecting bridge, and when he got closer he realized that the distance from here to Building B opposite was as far as a chasm, and the ground was also so far away - anyone with acrophobia standing here would probably feel dizzy by now.

"Ran! Yoshiki-nii!! Are you guys okay!?"

Yuanzi, who was standing opposite, shouted anxiously.

"We're fine!"

Xiaolan responded loudly.

"It looks like everyone is fine."

Lin Jiashu turned around and looked at her, "But our current situation is a bit bad."

"...Brother Jiashu"

When Xiaolan heard this, her face suddenly tightened.

After all, she is just a high school girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, and she will definitely feel scared when facing such a thing.

But the problem is that they seem to have run out of options now.

Without the communication bridge, there was no way to get to the building opposite. Also, the stairs in the passage behind were covered in flames.

Right now

The guests who had escaped danger arrived at the ground under the guidance of the police. Everyone gathered there, horrified by the sudden collapse of the connecting bridge.

There was a constant stream of comments expressing relief.

Megure Juzo was struggling to direct his team members to maintain order, while coordinating with the fire brigade that had already arrived at the scene. At this moment, he noticed that Kogoro Mouri's face turned pale instantly after he received a phone call.

"What did you say? You said Xiaolan and Shu didn't escape successfully!?"

"What! Xiaolan and the others?!"

Megure Jusan was also startled.

Then he saw Kogoro Mouri hung up the phone with a very ugly expression - the call was from Sonoko, who was crying and saying that because the connecting bridge on the 60th floor suddenly collapsed, Lin Yoshiki and Xiaolan were now trapped together at the broken connecting bridge on the 45th floor in order to save Xiaolan.

Megure Juzo hurriedly ran to ask the firefighters.

"No! The fire inside is too big. We are suppressing the fire on the 40th floor. We can't go up to the 45th floor to rescue!"

The firefighters in command were also sweating profusely from anxiety.

At this time, Sonoko arrived at the ground with several children from the Junior Detective League. They all looked nervous and as soon as they came down, they told them that there was also a fire on the 45th floor.

Kogoro Nobori's face turned ashen.

Just at this moment, a group of reporters and photographers suddenly rushed over with cameras and long guns - they were invited to record the opening ceremony of the twin towers skyscraper, but now there was more explosive content, so they all turned into front-line reporters.

"Hello, is there anyone still trapped on the 45th floor?"

"May I ask who of your people is trapped on the 45th floor?"

"I thought I heard you mention 'Lin Jiashu' just now. Is that the famous detective, Mr. Lin Jiashu?"

"Mr. Maori, please answer our questions!"

Kogoro Mori's expression became increasingly depressed.

the other side

In a luxury apartment somewhere in Mika City

After taking a shower, Vermouth, wrapped only in a bath towel, wiped her wet hair and walked towards the computer desk.

The time she spent in Beika Town was like a vacation for her. She had nothing to do every day, but as an intelligence officer, she still paid attention to the news in the organization.

Vermouth knew that Gin and Vodka were going to deal with the treacherous programmer today and test the power of the newly developed bomb - because it was Vermouth who reported that the bomb was not powerful enough, and of course she had to pay attention to the effectiveness of this newly developed bomb.

However, after searching for information about the twin towers skyscrapers in Seymour City, Vermouth was stunned by what she saw.

Best-selling mystery novelist and famous detective Hayashi Yoshiki is trapped in a fire?

Isn’t that Cointreau?

She immediately searched more deeply.

But not long after, Vermouth's expression changed instantly. She suddenly stood up from the computer desk with an extremely ugly look on her face.

The live broadcast of the on-site reporter let her know that it was not only Jundu who was trapped there, but even Xiaolan was trapped in the precarious building!

It seems that Jundu was trapped there just to save Xiaolan...

Without bothering to find out any more clues, the anxious Vermouth immediately grabbed the phone and called Gin.

"Hello? It's me."

After the call was connected, the tone on the other end was as cold as ever.

Although she was anxious, Vermouth couldn't show it to Gin. Instead, she said jokingly, "It seems that the power of this bomb is indeed very strong, but didn't you pay more attention when you pressed the detonator?"

"What do you want to say?" Gin's voice became even colder.

"Thanks to you, Cointreau is now trapped on the 45th floor of the Twin Towers. He might burn to death in a little while."

“——”

suddenly,

Gin hung up the phone instantly and looked at Vodka who was driving leisurely. His tone became rough: "Turn around quickly!"

"what?"

Vodka was stunned.

He subconsciously looked at his elder brother beside him, only to see that his expression was terribly ugly—even Vodka had never seen him look so ugly before.

Gin knew that Vermouth would never joke about such things.

So he took out his phone and quickly looked through the address book, using his fingers with such force that he seemed a bit impatient.

Seeing this, Vodka realized that the situation was not good and decisively ignored the traffic rules and started to turn around, while Gin also found the contact he was looking for and made a call.

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Chapter 220: Vodka is anxious

The higher you gaze at the night sky, the more you can feel the depth of the night.

It's really quiet here because there are only two of us and no one else will come.

It was so quiet that I couldn't hear the noise below or the sirens of the fire trucks...

"I just realized there's a full moon today."

Sitting in front of the broken connecting bridge with his back against the wall, Lin Jiashu looked at the sky outside and said.

There was no tension in his voice.

Xiaolan sat next to him with her hands on her knees.

In this environment, the restless girl had no time to pay attention to the moon... In fact, she was blaming herself at the moment.

"If Brother Jiashu hadn't turned back to save me..."

She couldn't help but say this.

Xiaolan remembers the scene clearly.

Given the situation at the time, if Lin Jiashu had run as fast as he could, he should have been able to reach the other side safely with Sonoko and the others.

But I turned back because I was worried about myself...

"Are you starting to say depressing things now?"

Lin Jiashu's gentle voice fell into her ears.

His voice was soft.

"We are just trapped here now, it doesn't mean the ending has been determined here."

"...Brother Jiashu"

Xiaolan has never been a weak girl.

It's just that she is too kind. When she thinks that it is her fault that she has dragged others down, she can't help feeling guilty.

"Just wait here for now."

"Don't worry too much, there will always be a way. Uncle Maori and Inspector Megure should be trying their best to rescue them now."

Lin Jiashu said in a gentle voice.