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

At least Chapter 735 teaches some physics, whereas this chapter doesn't teach any physics at all.

Just as they were recovering from the shock of the plane explosion, an even more deadly crisis was already whistling in!

Countless burning and twisted aircraft debris, propelled by the shockwave of the explosion, transformed into an overwhelming metal storm that swept madly toward Shiraishi E and her companions who were in freefall!

The fragments varied in size, from as small as a blade to as large as a door panel, densely packed together, blocking out all the airspace around them, like a net of death.

Gazing at the rapidly approaching shadow of death overhead, flashing with cold light and flames, Yukiko's face paled. Her usually bright eyes were now filled with despair. She murmured to herself, her voice trembling in the wind, "It's over, it's over! We're really done for! There's nowhere to escape..."

Eri, standing to the side, bit her lower lip tightly. The lawyer's composure was shattered in the face of absolute power and bizarre misfortune.

She stared at the devastating scene, her face ashen, with no belief that she and her group could survive this inescapable trap.

"Don't panic! I have another plan!" Conan shouted at the crucial moment, trying to calm the troops down.

He quickly manipulated the retractable belt around his waist.

With a "pop," an oversized rubber soccer ball instantly inflated and took shape!
At the same time, he tightened the knob of the power-enhancing shoe, gathered his strength, aimed at a small piece of flying debris, and kicked the football out with a powerful kick!

"Whoosh—!" The football shot straight away with a whooshing sound!

However, reality is cruel. The seemingly tough football was easily shattered like a fragile soap bubble the moment it touched a sharp-edged piece of aluminum alloy, deflated and shriveled with a "hiss".

Conan's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it... I'm out of ideas now!"

In contrast, Ran and Sonoko, who had experienced more dangers, instinctively turned their attention to the backbone of the team—E Shiraishi after their initial panic.

They cried out almost in unison, "Hui!! Do you have a solution?!"

"Of course!" Shiraishi E didn't waste any words, her eyes sharp as an eagle's.

He drew two pistols from his waist with lightning speed, his movements fluid and steady, as if he were on a shooting range rather than on the brink of life and death thousands of meters in the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" He fired with both hands alternately, the muzzle spitting out dazzling flashes of fire.

The bullets accurately struck the smaller fragments, either shattering them or cleverly altering their trajectories, causing them to veer off course and narrowly miss the crowd.

His shots never missed; his skill was divine!

This scene left Yukiko and Eri, who were initially in despair, speechless and unable to help but exclaim, "That's amazing!"

Even Conan was shocked, secretly marveling at Shiraishi E's inhuman marksmanship and composure under extreme circumstances.

However, the crisis has not been completely resolved.

Those that were blown away by the bullets were just "appetizers." Several huge pieces of the main structure of the machine, as big as small cars, continued to crush them with unstoppable momentum!

When a bullet hits it, it only sends up a few sparks and cannot budge it in the slightest.

Xiaolan cried out anxiously, "Hui! We can't handle these big ones! What should we do?"

"What can we do?" Shiraishi E's tone remained calm, as if stating a simple fact. "If bullets can't knock it away, then we can only use bombs."

Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled out several bombs. Aiming at the trajectory of the giant pieces of debris, he suddenly exerted force in his arm and threw the bombs accurately!

"Boom boom boom!!"

Several violent explosions erupted in the air, creating dazzling fireballs. The shockwaves successfully blasted the largest pieces of debris off course, causing them to glide past the crowd and plummet into the sea of ​​clouds below, engulfed in flames.

"Great! It works!!" Conan shouted excitedly.

But his excitement lasted less than two seconds. When he looked back further behind, his face turned ashen again: "Damn it! There are more behind! They're densely packed. A few bombs won't do any good!!"

At this critical moment, Shiraishi E, like a magic bag, quickly stuffed a heavy black bag into Conan's arms: "Here, help me throw it!"

Conan instinctively took it, and found it heavy in his hand. He opened it and found it was completely filled with bombs!

He was completely stunned, utterly unable to comprehend how Shiraishi E could carry such a large quantity and weight of explosives on her person.

But now, at this critical juncture of life and death, it's not the time to think about this question.

He was about to distribute the bombs in the bag to the others when he was shocked to find that Shiraishi E had already stuffed the same style and heavy bag into the hands of everyone in the team—Ran, Sonoko, Yukiko, and Eri Kisaki!

"Don't just stand there! Throw it behind you!!" Shiraishi E commanded succinctly.

There was no time to hesitate; the instinct for survival drove everyone.

Suddenly, an extremely absurd and spectacular scene appeared in the sky: a string of falling figures, like scattering seeds, poured deadly bombs overhead!
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!!”

The continuous explosions created a violent symphony above them, and the flames and thick smoke lasted for more than ten minutes!

Under this almost extravagant "bombing," all the aircraft wreckage that had been tracking them, regardless of size, was completely cleared and blown away by the terrifying shockwave. The blue sky finally reappeared above their heads, and they were temporarily safe!

Such an illogical scene would even leave Death scratching his head—they're still alive? Are these Asians really that hard to kill?

"It's...it's over?" Sonoko asked incredulously, panting heavily.

"It seems...yes." Xiaolan also felt a wave of exhaustion.

Yukiko and Eri breathed a long sigh of relief, as if they had just crawled back from the brink of death, their faces showing the relief of surviving a disaster.

Even Conan felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest; this method of "clearing the way" with bombs was truly shocking.

However, just as everyone else relaxed their guard, Shiraishi E's pupils suddenly contracted, and his extraordinary sense of danger made his hair stand on end!

He turned his head sharply, his sharp gaze piercing through the thin clouds, catching sight of a deadly shadow—a civilian helicopter, faintly visible as it moved through the clouds below them!

Based on their current trajectories and speeds, within ten seconds, their group will undoubtedly be caught under the helicopter's rapidly spinning main rotor and instantly shredded into mincemeat!
Shiraishi E's movements did not pause at all.

In the blink of an eye, an RPG rocket launcher was already on his shoulder. He aimed, calculated the lead, and pulled the trigger in one smooth motion without any hesitation!
“Swoosh—Boom!!”

The rocket, trailing a fiery exhaust, hurtled out and struck the unsuspecting helicopter with pinpoint accuracy, instantly turning it into a dazzling yet brutal fireball!

Even so, the wreckage of the helicopter, which had turned into a fireball, still carried enormous inertia and almost grazed their bodies as it hurtled past. The scorching heat wave hit them and made their skin burn!
This extremely thrilling scene terrified Ran, Sonoko, Conan, Yukiko, and Eri, leaving them drenched in cold sweat and their hearts nearly stopping!
Shiraishi E tossed aside the empty RPG launcher and coldly reminded the still-shaken crowd: "Don't let your guard down! Stay alert, we're not safe yet!"

His stern warning was like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, instantly extinguishing any glimmer of hope that had just risen among them as they cleared the wreckage.

Ran's face was paler than the clouds in the sky, and her voice trembled with disbelief: "What...what danger could there be in this vast sky? Isn't that enough?" Conan, trying to find humor in his predicament, or perhaps speaking without thinking under immense pressure, subconsciously interjected, saying with a hint of self-deprecation: "Maybe...it's a meteorite from outer space that just happened to fall from the sky and hit us right on the head."

He said it casually, trying to ease his tense nerves with absurdity.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Shiraishi E's expression suddenly changed!
An extremely ominous premonition gripped him.

He suddenly looked up, against the howling hurricane, and quickly pulled out a high-powered military telescope from the system store, looking towards the "cosmic direction" that Conan pointed out.

In just a second, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He turned to Conan and growled, "You jinx!! Looks like that 'Grim Reaper' took your suggestion... There really is a meteorite, trailing a fiery tail, coming straight at us!"

"What?!" Conan was shocked and could hardly believe his ears.

He quickly adjusted the telephoto function of his glasses.

The lens automatically focuses and magnifies, allowing the field of vision to penetrate the clouds and reach the upper atmosphere.

Sure enough, a meteorite, glowing red from friction in the air and exuding an aura of destruction, was hurtling straight toward their "small dot" at an astonishing speed, like a precision-guided missile!

This absurd reality completely broke even the usually composed Conan. He was so angry that he almost danced around in mid-air, yelling, "Damn it!! Is this Grim Reaper an idiot?! How could he come up with something like this? Does he really want to kill us?! Does he have no basic understanding of the laws of physics?!"

He felt that his worldview had been repeatedly crushed and then barely pieced back together with glue.

Seeing that Conan was even swearing, Shiraishi E didn't bother to comment on the detail of why his glasses could be used as a telescope.

Instead, he chuckled and comforted her with the air of someone who'd been there before: "There's nothing we can do. This is American territory, not your home turf, Beika Town. Once we get back, that 'Grim Reaper' won't be able to act so arrogantly anymore. Just bear with it and consider it an experience of a foreign land."

Conan was almost in tears, and cried out in a sob, "In this situation, is there any chance I'll make it back to Mika safely?!"

Shiraishi E did not answer immediately. His original plan was to pull out a dozen intercontinental ballistic missiles for a "space fireworks show." Then, a more economical (absurd) and "locally unique" plan took shape in his mind.

With a flick of his wrist, he produced a large soccer ball bomb—a device that gleamed with metallic luster, was unusually large, and even had a timer display.

With a solemn expression, he said to Conan, "Conan! Listen, there's only one way now!!"

He took a deep breath and announced the battle plan in an unquestionable tone: "Use your 'golden right foot' to kick this soccer ball bomb at that meteorite!!"

"Through a precise contact explosion, the resulting shockwave will be enough to slightly alter the meteorite's trajectory! Only in this way can we narrowly escape death and survive!!"

Upon hearing this, Yukiko, who was tightly gripping the safety rope, widened her eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?? This can actually work? Is it really true? I'm not very educated, don't lie to me!!"

She subconsciously looked at Eri, the most knowledgeable person in the group, seeking confirmation: "Eri, you're well-read, a top lawyer, and have strong logical thinking. Is what they're saying true? Is it scientifically sound?"

Eri Kisaki was also filled with an indescribable sense of absurdity, which was completely beyond her knowledge.

She forced herself to calm down and used her remaining rationality to analyze the situation: "Well...theoretically speaking, what they said...makes some sense."

"Using kinetic energy and explosions to alter the trajectory of celestial bodies has an extremely slim possibility under extreme conditions..."

She paused, then added with difficulty, "But... the success rate is probably less than one in a million!"

Upon hearing this, Yukiko felt even more disheartened, realizing she was truly going to freeze into an ice pop high in the sky.

Unlike their pessimism, Ran and Sonoko, having experienced countless "Detective Conan miracles," have an almost blind trust in Conan.

The two immediately cheered Conan on in unison: "Conan! You can do it! You can do it!!"

"Yeah, kid! Our survival depends on this kick!! Please!!"

This trust, like a warm current, flowed into Conan's heart.

He took a deep breath of the cold air, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp and determined, and nodded earnestly, saying, "Yes! I understand! I will definitely... hit the target!!"

He turned to look at Shiraishi E, held out his hand, and said calmly, "Shiraishi! Throw the soccer bomb over here!"

Shiraishi E nodded emphatically, and roared in a tone reminiscent of a passionate shonen manga: "Go!! Our future is entrusted to your football!!"

With that, he forcefully threw the heavy soccer ball bomb at Conan.

Conan turned the power knob on the leg-strengthening shoes to the highest setting!

He squinted, staring intently at the soccer ball whose trajectory was erratic in the hurricane, his brain rapidly calculating the complex intersection of angle, wind speed, descent speed, and the meteorite's trajectory.

It's now!

His body completed an extremely contorted yet powerful charging motion in mid-air, aiming at the distant red dot on the horizon, and with all his might, he unleashed a powerful kick, shouting, "Go!!!!!"

"BIU——!!!!!!"

A whooshing sound that defied almost all principles of aerodynamics rang out!

The soccer ball bomb seemed to be imbued with divinity, transforming into a golden (or perhaps an illusion) streak of light that tore through the sky, ignoring gravity and atmospheric resistance, and soaring straight into the clouds with terrifying kinetic energy that broke through the first cosmic velocity, even leaving a brief trail of light in its violent friction with the air!

Its trajectory was incredibly precise, traversing layers of space and hitting the rapidly falling meteorite with perfect accuracy!
"BOOM!!!!!!"

A fireball, brighter than the sun, exploded at an extremely high altitude!

Although the powerful shockwave from the explosion failed to completely destroy the solid meteorite, it subtly but decisively altered its devastating trajectory, much like using minimal force to deflect a great weight.

It was just this tiny, insignificant change in angle that, after being amplified by the long fall distance, directly led to a world of difference in the final outcome!

The burning body of the meteorite, accompanied by a deathly howl, narrowly missed Shiraishi E and her group, who were falling from the sky, by a distance of over a kilometer!
"call out--!!!!!"

Everyone watched in disbelief as the enormous, burning rock, like the pupil of a demon, grazed past them with scorching heat and a deafening sonic boom, before plunging headlong into the vast, blue sea below, creating a massive, towering column of water!

"It's...it's a success!!!"

"We survived!!!"

After a brief moment of deathly silence, the ecstasy of surviving the ordeal overwhelmed everyone. Despite being suspended in mid-air, they cheered excitedly, their voices echoing across the vast sky!
Conan let out a long, long sigh of relief, feeling all his strength drain away. A exhausted yet incredibly relieved smile appeared on his face: "That's great... it really worked..."

Having witnessed this "Detective Conan" miracle firsthand, Shiraishi E was also astonished. Touching her chin, she uttered a profound sigh: "It seems that the American Grim Reaper is still not as powerful as you, the Beika Town Grim Reaper!"

"At least it touches on some physics, but you don't touch on any physics at all."

(End of this chapter)