The world of science is unscientific

Therefore, it is neither surprising nor outrageous that Yusuke Suzuki would make such a speculation.

never mind......

Yusuke Suzuki sighed softly, no longer pondering Reiko Shimizu's question.

"Oh? Is our young master Suzuki preoccupied with something again?"

Upon hearing his sigh, Gin immediately launched into a sarcastic remark.

There were only three people there: him, Vodka, and Yusuke Suzuki.

Using terms like "Young Master Suzuki" carries no risk.

He's looking for an opportunity to get revenge for his slight defeat in yesterday's verbal sparring.

But Suzuki Yusuke's words immediately left him no chance to retort.

"You really understand me, brother."

Gin: "???"

Do you want to see what you're talking about?

You understand me...

Big brother...

Gin felt a breath stuck in his throat, making him feel a little suffocated.

What should I do if I'm about to suffocate?

Light a cigarette quickly to try and save him.

The smoke soothed his throat.

But he and Yusuke Suzuki had nothing left to say to each other.

It can only be said that this confrontation was only just beginning, and he lost, and lost completely.

But... he calls me "big brother".

"Brother, the fire at Beihu Cinema has also been completed."

At this moment, Vodka received the message and began to report.

Shortly after, news came that the gas had been released from the station.

"The initial preparations are complete."

Gin was still quite concerned about the FBI after all, and his expression became somewhat manic, his chilling smile looking terrifying even through the windshield.

"Next, Shuichi Akai, how are you going to respond?"

"Just hand over Kiel obediently."

He picked up the walkie-talkie, tuned the frequency, and then coldly said, "It can be sent over now."

at the same time.

Beihu Central Hospital.

Conan felt a chill run down his spine.

A large number of patients flooded into the hospital, and the sounds of fire alarms and ambulances could still be heard.

Although he was not in the outpatient department but in the inpatient department, the experience of listening to the audio was enough to remind him of a terrible disaster.

"organize......!"

Conan gritted his teeth and looked at Shuichi Akai and Jodie, "The hospital has dispatched a large number of ambulances, which will make it easier to locate the car that transported Rena Mizunashi."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a conversation of unfamiliar voices broke out behind him.

“Mr. James Black? We don’t have such a patient here.”

Chapter 957 Anxiety

what?

James Blake?

The three of them turned back together.

A deliveryman was talking to a nurse, saying that someone had delivered something to James Black.

This is far too unusual.

Is the name James Black something that just anyone can recognize?

Judy walked straight over and asked, "I know James Black. May I ask what you are giving him, and who gave it to him?"

The deliveryman recalled, "The client was a Mr. Kusuda Rikumichi."

Kusuda Rikudo! ?

Judy's expression instantly crumbled.

This must be the work of an organization.

But as a dead person...

A challenge?

Judy accepted the wrapped gift.

This looks like a pot of flowers.

"Let's go, change places."

Shuichi Akai walked over at that moment. "They're here now, we need to get into position too."

The three of them left with the gifts and went to talk to James Black first.

Judy unwrapped the gift on the way.

There was indeed a potted plant inside.

The flower's name, Ninghuan Flower, means "determined to succeed."

Shuichi Akai and Conan both wanted to stop it, but neither of them had a chance to speak.

This thing... who would have thought that Judy, a veteran FBI agent, would do something like this?

What if there's some kind of secret agency?

What if it's a bomb?

Hey, this really is a bomb.

It's just timed, not triggered.

James Black was completely numb.

You didn't even check your own subordinate before stuffing the bomb into his arms, is that acceptable?

Conan was completely baffled.

He really couldn't understand why Ms. Judy was so different now compared to when she was at full moon.

You're not an imposter, are you?

Well, that's unlikely.

After all, Ms. Judy is now working full-time for the FBI, and in this environment, if she were an imposter, she would have been recognized long ago.

Conan suddenly realized that he now had a bit of disguise PTSD.

It's all Vermouth's and Kaito Kid's fault!

While Conan was brainstorming, Shuichi Akai had already removed the bomb.

The bomb won't explode for another half hour.

The FBI could not possibly handle a bomb of this size nearby.

James Black said, "Well then, Shuichi, I'll have to trouble you with this."

You really have a big face!

Conan felt indignant on behalf of his Mr. Akai.

Fortunately, Judy was somewhat sensible. She took the bomb and said, "Show should stay here. I'll handle this."

Shuichi Akai had some doubts. "The traffic outside must be terrible right now. Are you confident you can handle it?"

At this moment, Andrei Camer suddenly appeared and indicated that he could go with Judy.

Because his driving skills are amazing.

His driving skills are amazing...

Although it shouldn't be.

But Conan has to admit that he's thinking about vodka again.

You two look so alike!

At such a crucial time, why is my mind filled with such strange and unusual thoughts?

Conan couldn't help but smack his own big head twice.

"Conan, what's wrong with you?"

James Black asked with concern, "Did you not sleep well yesterday? Your head is a little sore now?"

"Ha...haha...it's nothing..."

Conan shook his head awkwardly, then lowered his eyes and began to think seriously.

Three major public accidents occurred in the surrounding area in succession.

No, it should be called a terrorist attack.

Is Rena Mizunashi really that important, so important that an organization that usually keeps a low profile would make such a big move?

Terrorist attacks can directly trigger police intervention.