Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

Chapter 284 Kill him, and it will be worth it even if we go to jail for decades!

What happened?
Lin Xiuyi and Kudo Yusaku exchanged a glance and ran together back to the exhibition hall they had just left.

Chikage Tomizawa also wanted to join in the fun.

Lin Xiuyi quickly stopped her: "You take care of Lingzi and the others!"

The girl bit her lip, reluctantly stopped, and turned around to protect the three children behind her.

When Lin Xiuyi and his companion rushed into the exhibition hall, what they saw made their pupils suddenly contract.

The once orderly exhibition hall was now in complete chaos. Visitors huddled on the floor in terror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, barely daring to breathe.

The two security guards who were standing in front of the Mount Fuji painting fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Three thugs wearing menacing masks are controlling the scene.

The two men, armed with pistols, menacingly surveyed the crowd.

The other person frantically tried to take down the priceless painting of Mount Fuji from the wall.

The tourists were so frightened that they squatted on the ground and didn't move. Kudo Yusaku and Hayashi Shuichi, who ran in, naturally became the conspicuous targets.

"Don't move! If you run around again, I'll kill you all!"

The taller of the assailants immediately aimed their guns at the two men.

Lin Xiuyi and Kudo Yusaku had no choice but to stop and slowly raise their hands, squatting down like the other tourists.

"Hurry up, you idiot!" another short thug with a gun impatiently urged his accomplice who was retrieving the painting.

"I want to too," said the blond-haired thug, sweating profusely as he frantically fiddled with the picture frame. "It seems like the painting is stuck on a mechanism; it's really difficult to remove."

"Oh shit!"

The short thug cursed angrily and suddenly kicked the trembling female tourist next to him.

The woman let out a piercing scream, clutching her abdomen and curling up into a ball.

"Please do not harm the visitors to the art museum!"

Director Ochiai, whom Lin Xiuyi and the others had met before, stood up from the crowd.

"Are you looking for death?! Did I give you permission to move?"

The short robber angrily raised his pistol and fired a shot at the ceiling.

Gunshots rang out like thunder, immediately startling the tourists who screamed, plunging the entire exhibition hall into chaos and panic.

"Shut up, all of you! If I hear anyone yelling again, he'll be the first one to get shot!"

The tall thug roared hysterically, his gun barrel sweeping back and forth through the crowd.

"I...I am the curator here!" Curator Ochiai's face was pale, and his lips trembled uncontrollably, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "Please do not harm the tourists."

I don't care if you're the curator or not!

The short thug grabbed Director Ochiai by the collar, roughly dragged him out of the crowd, and pressed the cold muzzle of a gun against his thigh.
"If we don't teach you a lesson, you'll think we're just messing around?"

Just then, the blond thug who was retrieving the painting suddenly saw a glimmer of hope and quickly shouted, "Don't shoot! He's the curator, he must know how to open the mechanism, let him take the painting!"

The blond-haired robber thought it made sense and immediately forced Curator Ochiai to the display stand at gunpoint: "Didn't you hear what he just said? Take the painting down right now!"

"This……"

Director Ochiai's face was full of hesitation. The painting of Mount Fuji was worth 200 million yen, and the Beika Museum of Art only managed to borrow it for exhibition through connections.

If it were stolen, the museum would not only have to pay huge compensation, but its reputation would also be ruined.

"Damn it, hurry up! Stop dawdling!"

The short robber cursed angrily, and seeing that Director Ochiai was still hesitating, he pointed his gun directly at the tourists next to him.
"I'll count to three. If you still don't take the painting, don't blame me for shooting!" The tourist, whose leg went limp at the sight of the gun pointed at him, looked helplessly at Director Ochiai, his eyes filled with pleading.

"I'll take it, I'll take it!"

Director Ochiai nodded hurriedly, his voice trembling slightly.

Under the watchful eyes of the three robbers, he stepped forward and pressed a hidden button next to the display stand.

With a soft "click," the mechanism securing the painting was released.

The blond-haired robber cheered and excitedly began to take the painting.

Seeing that their mission was about to succeed, the remaining two robbers grinned greedily, their attention completely focused on the famous painting in their accomplice's hands.

While the two of them were distracted, Lin Xiuyi and Kudo Yusaku, who had previously sneaked in front of the tourists, exchanged a glance and then pounced on the thug in unison.

Lin Xiuyi delivered a precise kick, sending the pistol held by the tall thug flying.

Before the assailant could react, he grabbed the assailant's arm and slammed him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, then pressed his knee firmly against the assailant's back.

At the same time, Kudo Yusaku swiftly seized the short thug's pistol and subdued him with standard grappling techniques.

The two thugs groaned in pain and were subdued before they could even comprehend what was happening.

Just as the blond thug standing on the display stand held "Mount Fuji" in his arms, he saw his two accomplices being subdued.

He frantically dropped the painting and frantically reached for the pistol at his back waist.

At this critical moment, the curator, Ochiai, who was closest to him, suddenly erupted, grabbed the assailant's legs, and yanked him off the display stand.

"boom!"

The blond thug fell heavily to the ground with a thud.

Just as Director Ochiai was about to subdue him, someone suddenly rushed out from the crowd lying on the ground.

"My painting, my painting!"

It was Master Kisaragi Mine, who rushed anxiously toward the painting that the blond-haired man had thrown down, only to bump into Director Ochiai.

Director Ochiai was knocked to the ground and cried out in pain.

Master Ruyue Fengshui happened to fall right next to the blond thug.

Taking advantage of the situation, the blond thug grabbed Master Ruyue by the neck, using him as a hostage in front of him, and at the same time pulled out a pistol and pressed it firmly against the master's temple.

"Release my companion immediately, or I'll kill him!" the blond thug roared hysterically.

His finger was on the trigger, and it could go off at any moment.

Lin Xiuyi quickly reassured him, "Don't worry, we can talk slowly. You only have one hostage, but we have two..."

"boom!"

Another deafening gunshot interrupted Lin Xiuyi's words.

The blond thug fired a shot at the ceiling, sending shards of plaster flying down.

"Let go right now! Don't think I won't shoot!" the blond thug yelled frantically. "Even if the three of us get caught, we'll take one of us down with us!"

"Since this guy is the artist of this painting, he must be incredibly valuable! Killing him would be worth it even if we served decades in prison!"

Lin Xiuyi glanced at Kudo Yusaku, who slowly shook his head.

Although Kudo Yusaku managed to seize the pistol, he had two main concerns: firstly, he needed to control the shorter thug, and secondly, the blond thug was completely hiding behind Master Kisaragi, with the muzzle of the gun pressed against the master's temple.

Even Yusaku Kudo wasn't confident he could kill the assailant without harming the hostages...

(End of this chapter)