Takeshita Yunobu recalled his steps and confirmed that he exchanged his No. 99 box with Nakajima Hideaki's No. 98 box exactly as planned.
Nakajima Hideaki’s box should obviously be numbered ninety-nine, why... would it be numbered one hundred and twenty-four?!
Sensing Takeshita Yunobu's gaze, Nakajima Hideaki hugged his box tightly.
The box contained his only hope. Without this box, those people in the underground bank...those people would definitely kill him!
Takeshita Yunobu looked at his box No. 180 again, his eyes full of disbelief.
The box he took should be the box from Hideaki Nakajima No. 98.
But the ninety-eight and ninety-nine boxes are missing.
But he put a bomb in Ninety-nine’s box!
In which box is the bomb now? Who will get it? Who exchanged his number plates? Who did Hideaki Nakajima exchange his number plates with?
Takeshita Yunobu was carrying the box and thinking with extraordinary brain power.
He remembered... after being hit by two primary school students, a man helped him.
Apart from that, he has never had close contact with others.
Was that the time when the man took his number plate?
But here comes the crux of the question: What was in the suitcase that the man gave him?
Takeshita Yunobu was carrying the suitcase as if he was carrying a hot potato, his body trembling slightly unconsciously.
He thought for a while, then raised the box with both hands and shook it, wanting to hear what was going on inside.
As a result, after just two shakes, some colorless, odorless, water-like liquid suddenly flowed out of the box. Unexpectedly, Takeshita Yunobu's sleeves and most of his clothes were stained with the liquid.
"This is..." He glanced doubtfully.
"Water...?" His voice gradually became stiff, and his limbs became stiff.
The next moment, his whole body was on fire.
The people who were about to leave saw this scene and quickly retreated to the surrounding area.
Leave him a vacuum area.
Amid the screams of the crowd, the flaming figure danced stiffly, like a marionette in the hands of a puppet master, revealing the beauty of deathly silence and horror.
"Hurry up and help put out the fire!" Edogawa Conan was the first to react and quickly rushed to the toilet with a bucket in hand. Mouri Kogoro also quickly followed. The two received a bucket full of water and ran away quickly.
return.
But when they came back from collecting water, Takeshita Yunobu was already lying on the ground.
Like a dancer seriously performing the last scene.
Edogawa Conan poured water on the opponent and ran back and forth twice, but the fire did not go out.
It was like a fire that could not be extinguished by water. After burning Takeshita Yunobu into black coals, the sudden fire suddenly disappeared.
"Mr. Takeshita? Mr. Takeshita? Please wake up -" He threw the bucket aside, felt the pulse of Takeshita Yunobu, and then his shoulders slumped.
Takeshita Yunobu is dead.
The body was burned into black coals beyond recognition and almost turned into ashes. The cause of death remains a mystery.
"Click" Tetsuya Aoyagi subconsciously took the photo.
"It seems that the trip was not in vain." He looked at the photo and whispered with some satisfaction.
Isn’t something strange happening now?
"Spontaneous human combustion?" Several elementary school students from Silver Bullet stood in the crowd watching this scene and started communicating.
There is a phenomenon that has existed since the seventeenth century. Although there is no contact with external fire, the body will catch fire for no reason and be burned to death.
Other items will not be burned.
Except for Takeshita Hironobu and his suitcase, nothing else in the venue was set on fire.
"Call the police!" Mouri Kogoro shouted loudly.
Edogawa Conan stood aside, looking down at the corpse whose identity could no longer be identified, and fell into deep thought.
He saw the other party when it first caught fire. That face belonged to Takeshita Yunobu. The other party's expression was frightened, so even after death, his mouth was wide open, but he did not make a cry for help.
Underneath the body was a layer of viscous, yellow liquid that exuded an unpleasant odor.
Everything is in line with the natural case conditions of the human body.
No flammable materials can be found, and a sudden fire cannot be put out by water. It will burn people into black charcoal or ashes and then extinguish automatically.
and the viscous yellow liquid left behind after death.
"Do we want to investigate this?" Kikukawa Seiichiro asked.
"Isn't Mouri Kogoro here? Just let him come and let the people present see if their so-called famous detective can solve it." Morohoshi Hideki looked at the corpse in the vacant area with arrogant eyes and said.
"Let's go, aren't you going to find Toru Miyamoto?" He said to Aito, turned around and left without hesitation.
Anyway, they don't need to cooperate with the investigation if they stay. They will only be asked to help if they stay.
It's better to leave directly.Lan
"Yes." Aito smiled, looked at the corpse with calm eyes, turned around and left with Dafu in his arms.
The eternal fire is usually regarded as the flame of God or the flame of devil.
God's fire will burn out all unclean and evil things, while the devil's fire will burn everything in sight to ashes.
Those who control this fire are called gods or demons.
But it can also be done using technology.
Technology can also create eternal gods and demons.
"I want to give you a ride..." Morohoshi Hideki looked at his friend who had no adults around him, and subconsciously asked him if he wanted to take a ride, but he had to shut his mouth before he finished asking the question.
The boy holding the stuffed bear smiled softly and said in a brisk tone: "I'll just go there by myself. Goodbye everyone."
After saying this, he ran away without waiting for Morohoshi Hideki and others to respond.
"Really... what do you expect from such an unreliable adult?" Hideki Morohoshi complained coldly.
"He is an elder brother after all. Aituo likes his family very much, right?" Jiang Shouhang said with a smile.
After this period of getting along, they have almost come to know how some of their friends like their families.
How should I put it... I feel like it's a little too much.
But when I think about what Aito has gone through, I feel that the current situation is very reasonable.
"Let's go." Morohoshi Hideki suddenly lost interest in chatting, waved his hand and got into the car.
…
Below three small chandeliers, the figures of several people shined.
"Why hasn't Avicril come yet..." Tequila was a little impatient in waiting.
At this moment, I heard the clear sound of the wind chimes shaking.
There is a string of wind chimes hanging on the door of the bar. Whenever someone comes in or out, the wind chimes will sound.
It can also remind people inside that someone is coming.
"Evicliel...?" Tequila turned his head impatiently, looked at the person with a fierce expression, and read out the other person's code name.
It's just that the more I read, the slower I read it.
He fell into silence as he looked at the figure slowly approaching, with white hair and blue eyes, a delicate and cute appearance, a gentle smile that looked like a doll, and the clothes he wore were very similar to the expensive doll costumes displayed in high-end cabinets.
It's a kid I met at Mantiantian Company.
But this guy who is holding a doll and looks so weak that he can be beaten to death by one punch is Aiwe Lier?!
"Are you looking for me?" The white-haired, blue-eyed boy held the stuffed bear and tilted his head, smiling softly and cutely, asking with an innocent air.
The stuffed bear in his arms also tilted its head along with him.