Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

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Kuwatoro Banagher sighed.

In the confined space, the sound of gunfire echoed in the middle cabin, deafening. However, the passengers did not show any discomfort at all. On the contrary, they were applauding Shuichi Akai.

"Okay, good fight, that's how you have to fight! No, that's the only way to fight!"

In this country, many behaviors are labeled as reflection, and people are forced to reflect or even isolate themselves.

But that was for ordinary civilians. Those sitting in the middle cabin were not civilians from their own country. They were celebrities from Tokyo who were going to Hakodate, Hokkaido to attend a celebration banquet and an exchange meeting!

These celebrities simply don't listen to the kind of talk that deceives ordinary people.

Not only did they not reprimand Shuichi Akai for killing people, but they cheered loudly and even asked Shuichi Akai to go and see if there were other hijackers in other cabins. It would be best if he could kill all the other hijackers at once.

Saving their lives was the top priority. As for what to say to the reporters after they got off the plane...

That's something that happens after they get off the plane, they don't need to think about it so much now!

As his eyes swept over the many celebrities, Shuichi Akai narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he saved these celebrities, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little disgusted with them. Perhaps there was something mysterious affecting him. A sentence flashed through his mind and he whispered.

“It will not be the old who will create the new era…it will be the young.”

Akai Xiu turned sideways and walked towards the isolation cloth in the first-class cabin.

He had just planned to go to the first-class cabin to help, but when he saw the inhumanly strong martial artist who had appeared in the Suzuki Museum during the Pramya bombing a week ago, he decided to deal with the enemy in the middle cabin first.

Now, has the first-class issue been resolved?

However, at some point, Haibara Ai had appeared in the isolation cloth between the middle cabin and the first-class cabin, holding a notebook. She turned her head and glanced at the hijackers lying in the blood wave behind her, then turned around, was silent for a moment, and finally spoke.

"I'm an adult."

Damn, I was deceived by that woman's appearance...

Kuwatoro Banagher didn't say anything, but just adjusted his sunglasses.

At this moment, Conan also pulled back the isolation cloth and looked at the strange blond man in sunglasses with some confusion. Although he couldn't recognize who he was, the other person's voice seemed familiar to him somewhere...

"Is the last section of the cabin all right?"

The former Black Organization scientist asked.

"The last cabin?"

Akai Hide tilted his head to look at the isolation cloth behind him and answered affirmatively.

"It'll be okay."

"Because he's still there."

----he?

The Shinigami elementary school student tilted his head in confusion.

Then he saw the isolation cloth of the last cabin being lifted.

At some point, a young man who had changed back into a black coat and sunglasses appeared in Conan's sight. Conan's eyes widened, unable to believe who he was seeing.

It must be a ghost! Wait, it seems like I really did see a ghost... No, that's not important!

Didn't Yan Shuangying say he wouldn't interfere with his fight with Kaito Kidd? Why was he on this flight?!

Chapter 333 It seems that you are very confident in your own strength (5/5)

This is the last cabin of flight SKJ865.

Unlike the first cabin, which is filled with members of the Space Theater troupe and distinguished guests such as Kogoro Mori, and the second cabin, which is filled with Tokyo celebrities attending the event, the people in the third cabin are ordinary citizens.

An ordinary programmer, an ordinary lawyer, an ordinary farmer.

The crew member who parked the dining car in the center of the aisle of the last cabin stared at the farmer sitting next to the door with a hint of doubt in his eyes, recalling the list of the flight in his mind.

If this guy hadn't boarded the plane just as it was about to take off.

He had to call to confirm whether the name on the list was a farmer from Tama. To be honest, how could there be a farmer in Tokyo who would come to watch a play like "Josephine" and even be lucky enough to win a ticket to the Hakodate celebration banquet?

The crew member thought to himself, raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch.

Then he looked at the other crew member next to him, who nodded slightly. The next moment, they both reached under the dining car to take out the guns placed under the dining car.

However, the moment before the hijackers who were maintaining the crew's hands touched the guns.

They screamed in unison.

“Ahhhhh my hand!!!”

It was seen that at some point, a flying knife had appeared on the wrist of the arm of the hijackers that was grabbing the gun, and it could pierce through that position directly!

For a moment, blood flowed like water!

Many passengers were suddenly panicked, and the doctor inside wanted to stand up and ask if anyone needed help.

But the ordinary farmer sitting by the door stood up and said calmly.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."

The doctor was stunned and turned to look at the ordinary farmer.

"You know what? If you bandage a jackal's wound, the jackal will often eat you right away after bandaging it. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself."

The farmer walked towards the dining car step by step.

It didn't look like anything special, but it was inexplicably convincing. An invisible aura was spreading, causing all the panicked people in the last cabin to quiet down and feel fear in their hearts.

One of the hijackers covered his arm which was pierced by a flying knife, his face distorted with horror.

The next moment, he released his hand, suddenly grabbed the pistol in the dining car, pulled it out directly, pointed it at the farmer's body, and was about to pull the trigger to kill this arrogant and ignorant farmer!

In his eyes, he could almost see the farmer falling down helplessly after his bullet pierced his body.

However, the hijacker never had the chance to pull the trigger.

The reason is very simple, there is only one——

Dead men don't pull triggers.

he died.

thump.

The hijacker's eyes still held a look of indifference to life and a cruel smile, but his body involuntarily fell back onto the ground with a slightly dull thud, and surprisingly, a flying knife without a handle had pierced his neck.

His throwing knives were very fast, always very fast, even faster than many people's bullets.

Some people could dodge his flying knives, but these stupid hijackers were obviously not among them.

"You, you... who the hell are you?!"

The hijacker in charge had an ugly expression on his face. He covered his arms with his hands and asked angrily.

"Do you know who we are? We are here only for revenge, and we are here just to keep you quiet. We will leave after the plane lands!"

"Now that you've killed our people, aren't you worried about our revenge?!"

Seeing the angry expression of the leading hijacker, the farmer shook his head slightly.

This performance stunned the hijacker who was leading the cabin.

However, several hijackers nearby thought they had seized the opportunity and at this moment attacked the approaching farmers together, with sharp weapons drawn from their sleeves, which were dangerous and deadly.

It would be any well-trained police officer or any unsuspecting master.

Faced with such an attack, they would die directly at their hands.

Unfortunately, they picked the wrong opponent.

"It seems that you are very confident in your own strength."

"But I have to say, your strength is worthless in my opinion. You dare to do evil with only this kind of strength? I really don't know what's wrong with your brains."

The farmer's voice was calm but sharp.

And around him, there was a strong smell of blood.

Those who had attacked him earlier were dead, all of them.

In a flash, the farmer snatched the dagger of the nearest hijacker, and then used the dagger to kill all the hijackers who dared to attack him in less than a second.

"Now, you're the only one left. Let's talk."

He said.

Until this moment, the bodies of the killed hijackers fell aside, with a look of disbelief in their eyes. This scene made the last remaining hijacker shudder.

He considered himself a knowledgeable and well-trained killer.

However, he had never seen any killer who could do this, so terrifying, so swift, and so deadly - and, the other party looked like a farmer, but the murderous aura was already so unsettling that it made people feel uneasy.

What kind of organization can cultivate such a killer?

The leading hijacker subconsciously stepped back, but bumped into the dining table and finally realized that he had nowhere to retreat.

He said with a bitter voice.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Who's behind you? Why did you hijack this flight? Revenge? And who are you taking revenge on?"

The farmer asked in a calm voice.

He stood in front of the leading hijacker, causing his heart to almost stop.

"...We are here to seek revenge on the Cosmic Theater Troupe."

The lead hijacker said.

————Revenge on the Universal Theater Troupe?

The farmer said as a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that you are members of a mysterious organization."