I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 646 I'm just a bystander who enjoys watching the drama unfold (2 updates)
The robber stared at the unfamiliar phone in his hand, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

His mind raced as he realized he had fallen into a carefully designed trap.

But soon, his professional instincts forced him to calm down—since the other party did not make an immediate arrest, it meant that there was still room for maneuver.

He took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and tried to regain control: "Who are you? What do you want? Tell me the truth, or I'll shoot a few spectators right now!"

His voice was deliberately lowered, carrying a threatening tone.

A deep male voice, altered by a voice changer, came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by an unsettling chuckle: "Heh, before you start spouting threats, you should take a look at what's new on your tripod."

The robber instinctively looked down, his pupils suddenly contracting—a small electronic device had been installed at the connection point of the camera tripod, and a red indicator light was flashing regularly.

"A bomb?!" He gasped. "You planted a bomb?"

"And it's not just this one place," the voice said slowly. "I've also planted hundreds of C4 bombs in this football field."

"As soon as I press the button, with a 'boom,' the entire sports field will fly into the sky."

The robber felt a chill run down his spine and up to his head: "You madman! You're a madman!"

"Madman? No, no, no." The voice held a mocking laugh: "You're the madman. Because the police will think you planted all these bombs."

These words turned the robber's face deathly pale. He cried out, "No! I didn't do it!"

"Where would I get so much money to make so many bombs?"

"If I had that many bombs, would I only be demanding a few hundred million in ransom?"

The laughter on the other end of the phone grew even more cheerful: "You can go talk to the police, talk to the judge, and see if they believe you."

The robber was trembling with rage. He knew the other man was right—with so much "evidence," no one would believe his explanation.

He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Bastard! Who are you? Why did you frame me?"

"Me? I'm just a bystander who enjoys watching the drama unfold." The voice said in a low voice, "I'm tired of watching the performances of you amateur players, so I decided to add some fun to the game."

Knowing he had no choice, the robber gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

The man on the other end of the phone asked with a playful tone, "What's your name?"

The robber was silent for a moment, then answered in a low voice, "Up on the mountain."

"Up on the mountain," the man said with a hint of amusement, "I just wanted to enjoy a thrilling cat-and-mouse game."

"Just a heads up, the SAT counter-terrorism unit will be here in about ten minutes. They're preparing to surround all the exits, so you need to take this opportunity to escape, or you're doomed."

Shan Shang gripped his phone tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force: "Why should I believe you?"

"Believe it or not," the man said casually. "After escaping the football field, there was a black Honda in the parking lot with the license plate ending in 366."

"I've prepared some weapons for you in the car. I hope your escape will be more pleasant."

The call was disconnected, and Shan Shang stood there, his face ashen.

He realized that he had become a puppet in someone else's hands, a clown being manipulated.

On the mountain, he really wanted to throw away this damn phone and surrender to the police.

But he knew that faced with that "evidence," he would definitely be prosecuted for terrorism and spend the rest of his life in prison.

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath, but had to admit he had no other choice.

He quickly removed his photographer's vest, revealing ordinary casual clothes underneath. After concealing a pistol at his waist, he blended into the evacuating crowd and moved towards the nearest exit.

During the escape, Yamagami did not forget to contact his accomplice Inoue.

This wasn't out of loyalty, but because he knew that if Inoue were arrested, he would soon be implicated and they would both be doomed!
Under the cover of the crowd, he lowered his voice and made a phone call: "Inoue, the plan has changed. We've been set up. There are bombs everywhere in the place, and the police think we did it."

Inoue on the other end of the phone was clearly stunned: "What? How is that possible?"

"No time to explain!" Yamagami said urgently, "The SAT is almost here, we have to leave immediately. Meet me in the parking lot, black Honda, license plate ending in 366." Inoue wanted to ask something, but Yamagami had already hung up the phone, removed the SIM card, broke it in half and threw it away, and quickly ran towards the exit.

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Shiraishi E stood in the audience, her sharp eyes tracking the every move of the robber disguised as a photographer on the mountain.

When he saw the camera equipment suddenly put down on the mountain and move towards the exit in a panic, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"It's time," he muttered to himself, then dialed Inspector Megure's number.

"Inspector Megure," Shiraishi said urgently but clearly, "I've spotted a suspicious person—a photographer!"

"His sudden act of putting down his work and trying to leave was very suspicious. I suspect he was one of the robbers—his identity as a photographer would allow him to perfectly observe the entire scene!"

Inspector Megure on the other end of the phone immediately took it seriously: "Specific location? Physical characteristics?"

"Wearing a black photography vest and a blue baseball cap, he's moving towards the West Gate," Shiraishi quickly described. "I suggest intercepting and questioning him immediately!"

Megure immediately issued the order via walkie-talkie.

Takagi Wataru was maintaining order near the west exit when he received the order and immediately locked onto the target.

He strode forward, showed his police ID, and said, "Sir, please cooperate. I have a few questions to ask."

Feeling guilty, he didn't give Takagi Wataru a chance to finish speaking. He shoved Takagi Wataru aside and ran towards the exit.

"Stop!" Takagi Wataru staggered slightly before giving chase, simultaneously calling for backup over the radio: "Suspicious person is fleeing towards the west gate, requesting interception! Requesting interception!"

Upon hearing the news, nearby police immediately took action and quickly sealed off all exits.

Seeing that his escape route was cut off, he desperately reached for the pistol at his waist, preparing to fight to the death.

At this critical moment——

"Boom!"

A huge explosion suddenly came from the east stand, shaking the entire stadium.

Screams and cries erupted instantly as the audience panicked and rushed toward the exits.

The originally orderly evacuation suddenly turned into chaos, and the police were caught off guard by the unexpected situation.

"It exploded!" Takagi Wataru instinctively turned around and saw thick smoke billowing from the east grandstand.

In the instant he was distracted, a look of wild joy flashed in Yamagami's eyes.

God-given opportunity!

He immediately blended into the panicked crowd and moved towards the exit under the cover of the throng.

"Don't run!" Takagi Wataru tried to give chase, but was overwhelmed by the panicked crowd.

Other police officers face the same problem—the difficulty of balancing maintaining order and apprehending suspects.

They kept their heads down on the mountain, cleverly using the crowd as cover.

He deliberately shouted loudly, "This way! It's safe this way!"

This would lead to even more crowds being directed towards police checkpoints, creating greater chaos.

Under the onslaught of the crowd, the police barricades were quickly breached. Taking advantage of the chaos, Shan Shang slipped out of the stadium and ran towards the parking lot!

Takagi Wataru struggled through the crowd, and once he saw his target, he immediately gave chase.

As he ran, he reported, "The prisoner ran towards the parking lot!!"

(End of this chapter)