Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 849 If there's no road, then blast one open.

Conan left with Miwako Sato. This guy always goes wherever there is danger. Natsukawa couldn't care less at this point, but Conan's intelligence could still be of great help.

He was the only one left in the second-floor corridor. Looking out at the sky through the glass, a slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"We still don't know who fell into whose trap."

I haven't encountered this kind of challenge in a long time.

"The final procedure also happens to take place on the stone bridge outside, so let's treat this encounter as a transition."

He reached into his pocket and stroked the box inside, where the engagement ring was. The frosted linen texture gave him a sense of security and certainty.

"Rumble--"

A loud bang caused chaos in the concert hall.

The force of the explosion was like that of a raging beast, tearing a jagged gash through the dome.

The once dazzling crystal chandelier, like a bird with broken wings, fell with brick fragments and crashed into the audience below.

Immediately afterwards, the container storing kerosene, hidden in the dome's partition, ruptured, and a torrent of kerosene, like a raging black flood, poured down along the gap in the dome. Upon contact with the high temperature generated by the explosion, it was instantly ignited, turning into a sea of ​​fire. The raging flames quickly spread, engulfing the ornate seats and exquisite decorations.

The air was filled with a burnt smell and smoke, making it difficult to breathe.

The walls were blackened by the high temperature, and the explosion caused cracks to spread like a spider web.

On the second-floor corridor, Xia Chuan was so shocked by the violent tremors that he almost lost his footing and fell.

What a terrifying explosion.

Crucially, the sound and the soundproof curtain that was blown open and smashed against the corridor wall confirmed that the explosion occurred inside the concert hall.

Xia Chuan had just made his promise when Vermouth delivered a slap in the face.

The orange-red light shone on the wall, and the blast of air, carrying the pungent smell of kerosene, spread out.

"Oh no!"

Kaito charged wildly out of the orange-red flames, his fair face now smudged with smoky makeup.

Behind him, everyone who had been gathered together rushed into the corridor.

"what happens?"

Xia Chuan's gaze swept across Joel's face, and seeing that he and the two little girls were unharmed, he asked.

"The dome exploded. It was covered with a large amount of kerosene, which poured out after the explosion. The first-floor stands are now a sea of ​​fire, and the flames are still spreading outwards!"

The flames continued to burn, and the kerosene clung to everything that could potentially burn, like a maggot clinging to a bone.

There were no fire prevention measures in place in the hall, and even if there were, there would be no way to prevent fires when kerosene arrived.

Vermouth and Baileys had already escaped to the third floor, where the raging torrent of flames was clearly visible to them.

"How terrifying, they definitely won't be able to escape this time."

A hint of worry flashed in Baileys' eyes, but she still said those words aloud.

Vermouth didn't say anything, she just glanced at her.

Luckily, I didn't trust Baileys's subordinate, otherwise I would have been the one who suffered this loss.

However, Baileys should be fine, otherwise she wouldn't have shot Kaito Kuroba.

"But how do we leave?"

Baileys finally voiced her question. She was thinking to herself that Vermouth would never put herself in danger, so there must be an escape route.

Let's trick Vermouth into revealing it first, and maybe we can pass the message on to Xia Chuan later.

“They must still be down there, thinking we’ll leave through that gap on the first floor.” Vermouth snorted and said arrogantly, “But they’d never guess that I’ve already prepared a hang glider on the roof of the Domoto Concert Hall. While it can’t fly indefinitely like Kaito Kid, it’s enough for us to get out.”

"Shall we leave now?"

"No!"

Vermouth shook her head: "I won't be at peace until I see them die."

It's true that she watched Natsukawa die, but it's also true that she's worried about Ran and Conan.

Others can die, but these two should stay away.

He prepared a total of four hang gliders, two for them to use, and the other two for these two.

However, we can't tell Conan about this yet; we have to wait. If the situation isn't critical enough, Conan might not choose to leave alone with Ran.

This godmother must be exhausted.
the other side.

Originally, they planned to look for Vermouth, but the fire was out of control, and Xia Chuan no longer had the mind to focus on her, so he anxiously thought of a solution.

"Have it!"

He glanced at the forty-odd people in front of him, and suddenly his eyes lit up!
"What?" Conan asked anxiously.

Forget Vermouth, let her die. The main thing is that Ran is in danger right now. Even if we need to find Vermouth, we have to wait until Ran leaves this dangerous place first.

The flames continued to burn, and the temperature in the Domoto Concert Hall was at least forty degrees Celsius. This was just the corridor; the concert hall was even more terrifying.

Domoto Kazuki and the others were covered in sweat, looking at Natsukawa with hope.

After learning from Vermouth that the culprit was Xia Chuan, they actually harbored a great deal of resentment, but they knew that now was not the time to vent it, and they all hoped that the other party could take them away.

Yuri and the others also turned their gazes toward them.

Joel pursed his lips. Sure enough, with Xia Chuan around, he didn't need to think at all and felt completely safe.

"Aunt Joel."

Anya clung tightly to Joel's leg; the explosion had clearly frightened her.

That wretched Bond! She didn't see a fire in the prophetic vision at all, otherwise she would have immediately told her father to take precautions.

"Don't worry, Anya, Xia Chuan will definitely be able to lead us away."

"Look at Ai, so calm. That's how it shows she completely trusts Natsukawa. You can't fall behind!"

Anya turned to look at Ai Haibara, whose face was indifferent, her pupils reflecting the orange-red flames.

Unfortunately, Anya lost her mind-reading ability tonight, otherwise she would have discovered that Ai Haibara is currently in a state of utter confusion, and her expressionless face is merely a facade.

If she wasn't scared at all, she would have stood up and criticized Anya just now.

Joel and Anya were unaware of this small detail.

"Brother Xia Chuan, tell us quickly if you have any ideas. It won't be long before the fire spreads completely to the first-floor corridor. Although we are on the second floor, if the first floor catches fire, the ground on the second floor will continue to heat up, and our foothold will only get smaller and smaller."

The fire on the first floor caused a change in the plan. Yuri and his team no longer needed to defend the area below, but the fire also prevented them from quickly creating a breach on the first floor to escape.

Those windows were all electronically controlled. When all the microphones in the hall malfunctioned, Xia Chuan had already guessed that the electromechanical system had been compromised and all the special glass had been turned into escape barriers.

"Go to the third floor and try to break the window; there might still be a chance to escape."

“That’s specially made glass,” Yuri emphasized.

That was specially made glass that Natsukawa and he had prepared, originally intended to trap Vermouth in the concert hall like a turtle in a jar, but now it had become a deadly threat. "Natsukawa-nii, do you mean to use plastic explosives?!" Kaito was the first to react, followed by Conan.

These two are truly cousins; not only do they look alike, but they also react just as quickly!
Yuri countered, "Even if we blow open the windows, the third floor is more than 30 meters, almost 40 meters, above the ground. The distance from the corridor to the lake is about 10 meters on the side closest to the lake. Moreover, we can't land on the edge of the lake; we have to extend at least 5 meters further forward."

This is the truth.

Kaito and Conan were both speechless.

Anyone who has studied mathematics can easily calculate this distance using the Pythagorean theorem, and they will know that no human can run across it.

And they haven't even included Newton yet.

"No matter how much of a running start we take, the acceleration won't be enough at this distance. Gravity will pull us to the ground, and we'll definitely die!"

Upon hearing Yuri's explanation, everyone fell silent.

Now, unless you have a sports car like the Twin Towers, you absolutely can't get into the water.

Moreover, there are more than forty people now, which would require at least a large bus to carry them all.

The bus might as well just jump off.

Xia Chuan rolled his eyes helplessly. Even if it couldn't be successful, there was no need to explain so loudly. This only made the ordinary people more agitated.

We must appease them, otherwise they will definitely implicate us.

“Jumping down directly is definitely not an option,” Xia Chuan replied affirmatively, but then changed the subject: “But it’s not impossible; I already have an idea.”

Xia Chuan didn't offer any further explanation; the current situation didn't allow him to waste any more time.

"A great man once said, if there is no road, then blast one up."

Where should we put the remaining plastic explosives?

The others looked at each other, but Xia Chuan ignored them.

It doesn't matter which great person said it; what matters is that this method is absolutely feasible!

"Because there are people on the first and second floors, I put the explosives on the third floor. The explosion just now should not have affected them, and the explosives are still safe."

After Yuri finished speaking, he immediately took Xia Chuan to find him.

In a cubicle on the third floor, the bombs were placed side by side. Although the detonators next to them had been removed, the people here were all highly intelligent, so reassembling and using them would not be a problem.

Pu Hejiang, being held captive by Sato Miwako, saw the neatly arranged plastic explosives he had carefully prepared and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Still failed.

He glared hatefully at Domoto Kazuki, trying to struggle to detonate the explosives, but was firmly restrained by Sato Miwako, leaving him no room to resist.

Xia Chuan didn't even glance at him, and in less than a minute, he assembled a plastic explosive.

Of course, the remote start component was also removed.

With the fire on the first floor, Vermouth was either on the second or third floor. He felt it was very likely she was on the third floor, perhaps secretly listening to their conversation in some corner.

Xia Chuan didn't want to be detonated by Vermouth right after the assembly was completed.

"Having a bomb can certainly create an opening, but you haven't explained how to get out yet."

Everyone was curious, and Yuri voiced their questions.

Even Kaito, as clever as he is, doesn't know how to leave.

He could open the hang glider, but he could only take one person with him, and it would also expose his identity.

Vermouth isn't stupid; in fact, she was once her father's apprentice. If Kaito Kid were here, anyone with a brain would immediately associate him with Kaito Kuroba.

"In order to achieve the best possible effect today, and also to repay Mr. Domoto for his help, I plan to make all the audience seats in the concert hall into sliding tracks before the concert officially begins, including the third floor."

"so what?"

Conan almost rushed over and grabbed Natsukawa by the neck; this guy was even better at keeping people in suspense than him.

"I've calculated it. The window on the third floor is 38 meters from the ground. The shortest straight-line distance between the starting point of the ground and the lake is 10 meters. Using the Pythagorean theorem, I can easily calculate that the length of the inclined plane is about 40 meters."

"Uncle Xia Chuan, are you planning to use a slide rail to send people into the water?"

“That’s right. The longest sliding track under the movable seating on the third floor is 43 meters. That’s long enough to send you into the river.”

"Is the metal of the sliding rail hard enough?" Yuri raised the most important question.

Normal metal would bend naturally when carried diagonally like this, and this is a track that's over forty meters long, so it's bound to bend. What's even more worrying is that when someone slides down the track, the track will most likely break, and they'll die a horrible death.

"This is too dangerous."

Domoto Kazuki and the others all took a step back, feeling that Natsukawa's idea was somewhat far-fetched.

No, it's a completely idealistic idea.

“I have other ideas. Time is of the essence. Come with me and carry the tracks out.”

The third floor was not used today; the tracks were simply left behind the stands and had not yet been installed.

The metal rails were piled together and were getting hot under the orange-red flames.

The group took off their coats and wrapped them around their hands.

"Xia Chuan-ge, you don't need to take it off yet, after all, the proposal ceremony isn't over yet."

Kaito stopped Natsukawa from taking off his clothes. A gentleman can't just take off his suit casually, especially since today is such an important moment for the proposal.

He reached into his inner pocket and pulled out a corner of the fabric, which kept getting longer and longer.

"Don't perform now."

Yuri almost cursed. What kind of people are these? They're on fire and still performing magic tricks. How big is their heart?

Yuri rushed forward to help roughly, tearing off a corner of the cloth under Kaito's resentful gaze.

With the combined efforts of more than a dozen men, the weight of the forty-meter-long track was manageable when distributed among them.

Feeling the weight of the tracks, these people felt somewhat relieved, at least now they had a chance to survive.

Frank then led the way in dismantling the audience seats one by one.

The audience seating area is also important. Most of the forty-odd people are ordinary people who cannot rush into the water like walking on a log bridge. Therefore, the audience seating area needs to be placed on a track to escape the fire in a way similar to a roller coaster.

Fortunately, it hasn't been installed yet; the seating area was only slightly stuck and could be easily removed.

Xia Chuan looked around, searching for Vermouth's whereabouts.

With so many people on the third floor, Vermouth couldn't possibly have missed it. The other party might not know what he was planning to do, but they would definitely have intervened to stop him.

"Strange, he's not here."

Could it be because they noticed us on the third floor and were worried that seeing us would prevent them from leaving?

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Xia Chuan looked up at the ceiling.

(End of this chapter)