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

Kusakabe Makoto frowned.

He is the ace prosecutor of the Ministry of Public Security. Although the Japanese Public Security Bureau does not get along with him, at least they will still send the information to him. There is relevant information about the [Pramya] part in the Tokyo National Stadium bombing incident.

It mentioned that the public security officer he hated the most had once prevented Pramiya from carrying out a bombing operation in Shibuya District three years ago. The photo of the [two-color liquid bomb (dismantled)] taken in the video was exactly the same as the one in front of him!

Although it was true that Kusakabe Makoto had thought about using the program installed on his phone to pull down the satellite [Swan] to perform the Chibaku Tensei, now was not the time to do it——and the bomb's explosion time was almost zero.

Even if Kusakabe Makoto escapes from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department now, he will never be able to escape before the bomb explodes.

Therefore, he just spoke seriously to the police officer next to him.

"It's a bomb! Please get the officers from the Investigation Division to defuse it immediately! We don't have much time!"

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"Hey, hey, hey, that's enough, time is running out!"

Kuroba Kaito pressed down his magic hat and quickly hid himself.

And those hired by Pramya still looked for his location with guns and shot him——

The reason they stayed here was entirely because Pramya had them install a time bomb. As long as they planned a safe time to evacuate, no matter how powerful the bomb was, it would not affect them.

Therefore, no matter what Kaito Kidd said, they didn't listen at all!

"Tsk, there are too many people. We need to disperse them."

Kaito Kidd muttered.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a handful of small white pellets, and held them between his fingers.

When the thugs who were moving in twos and threes approached, Kaito Kidd threw the white ball in their direction without hesitation. Suddenly, a strong light erupted with the falling ball as the center!

At the same time, smoke began to spread, making it even harder to see other people inside the already dim substation.

The phantom thief magician dressed in snow-white miraculously blended into the smoke. He reached into his pocket again, took out a bottle of spray, and with his other hand took out a poker gun - with his skills, he could certainly take someone else's gun directly.

But Kaito Kidd never uses real guns. This is his principle.

call out----

The poker card flew past at high speed and got stuck on the gun of a nearby thug. The sudden weight made him a little confused. The next moment, Kaito Kidd suddenly appeared in front of him and pressed the spray button.

Without having time to say anything, the thug fell asleep under the influence of the hypnotic spray that Dr. Agasa was selling.

As soon as he stepped forward, the thug who couldn't see anything next to him immediately realized that Kaito Kidd was right next to him. He was about to shoot randomly, but he smelled an inexplicable smell and fell asleep along with the person next to him.

If Kuroba Kaito had not brought special hypnotic smoke bombs and gas masks with him on this operation.

It only takes him a few seconds to deal with these people, so why bother with such a troublesome response?

When the smoke cleared, the workers at the substation cautiously approached the area where the gunshots were heard, but were surprised to see a group of people lying in a mess, with guns piled up next to them with the triggers or muzzles stuck by playing cards.

Not far away, a digital timer with its wires cut and the numbers stopped changing was placed on the ground.

The liquid bombs that were supposed to appear on both sides of the timer have disappeared without a trace.

"So, what's going on?"

Inspector Megure, who was called by the police, blinked and looked confused.

Chapter 122 Pramya, this is the seventh time I have seen you today (4/5)

----Time is up.

However, the explosion that Pramya had expected did not sound, and everything remained calm.

She pushed aside the camouflage of her hiding spot, pulled out a bandage, and skillfully bandaged her wound with one hand. Then, she checked the condition of the submachine gun she had prepared before reaching out to grab the main detonator that could detonate all the bombs.

Then she saw the detonator in front of her being blown away by the impact of the bullet.

And the moment the detonator was launched into the air, several bullets landed on the outer shell of the flying detonator almost simultaneously, directly smashing the detonator into pieces, leaving no possibility of recovery.

A detonator whose circuit was broken completely lost its ability to detonate the bomb.

“Pramya, this is the seventh time I’ve seen you today.”

A cold voice sounded.

Pramya turned her head and looked at the place where the bullet came from. There stood a man in a black coat. He was not wearing the sunglasses he usually wore. His hawk-like eyes stared at her as if he wanted to tear her to pieces.

She could only feel one emotion from this man - anger.

"Yan Shuangying, you actually found this place so quickly?"

Pramia grabbed the submachine gun, stood up, and looked at the living urban legend of Beika Town.

Theoretically speaking, this was not the first time she met Yan Shuangying. The last time should have been at the Tokyo National Stadium. It was just that she saw Yan Shuangying through the surveillance, but Yan Shuangying did not see her.

However, even Yan Shuangying would not be able to determine her location so quickly.

Even if the monster and sniper chasing her were Yan Shuangying's men and told Yan Shuangying her previous location, it would be impossible for them to know the location of her safe spot, let alone stop her here!

Although Pramya's voice tried to maintain a calm appearance as much as possible, Yan Shuangying could clearly feel the anger and madness that was about to erupt from the other party hidden under the calmness.

It's like a powder keg with the fuse lit. It doesn't explode not because there is no explosives in the keg, but because the fuse has not burned all the way through and it's not time for it to explode.

"Of course. Don't you think you've chosen a good place?"

There was a hint of surprise in Yan Shuangying's voice, which sounded quite sarcastic.

He shook his head, and Pramya's blood pressure rose again.

"Pramya, don't think you're too smart. In my opinion, you're nothing more than a puppet driven entirely by hatred and anger, a fool who can't think for himself or adapt to changing circumstances."

"If I were you, there would be no need to lie low for three years. I could eliminate all the enemies in three days at the latest."

"Or do you feel that after three years of lurking and finally finding out that the person you want revenge on is most likely dead, so if you don't kill the last of your enemies, your three years will seem like a joke and meaningless?"

The man in black's voice was as cold as a knife.

"If you can find something, I can find it too, and I can only do it faster than you."

"Furiya Rei is in a hospital ward nearby. If you wanted to kill him tonight, you would have set up a hiding place nearby. That's why I said you can't adapt to the situation—"

"If you had given up on this bombing plan and given up on killing Rei Furuya tonight, you could have disappeared silently in Beika Town. Even if I wanted to find you again, it would have taken a lot longer."

"But you didn't. You knew you had become my target, but you still believed you wouldn't die in my hands. Even though you were injured, you still carried out your bombing plan and still wanted to kill Furuya Zero—"

"No one has ever bet their life on me. You are a complete fool. You are the first one!"

————Idiot? No one has ever dared to call me that!

There seemed to be a raging fire in Pramya's eyes.

She has possessed an extraordinary talent for blasting since she was a child. Starting from France, she blew up all over Europe, and then committed crimes in the country of Russia. She eventually won the title of Pramya and only failed once in Shibuya District, Tokyo!

People have always been afraid of her abilities, but no one dares to mock her intelligence like this!

Swish————

The submachine gun was raised suddenly.

She grabbed the submachine gun with one hand, stabilized the gun with her arm, and aimed it at Yan Shuangying's body.

"You know what? Yan Shuangying, those who think others are fools are the real fools!"

"You shouldn't have shot the detonator just now, you should have shot me in the head!"

"If I were dead, no one would press the detonator button. If I wasn't dead, like now, I would point the submachine gun at your body and tear you to pieces with bullets!"

The corners of Pramya's mouth curved into an arrogant arc.

The smile grew more frantic.

"I will kill you! From now on, there will be no more living legends in Beika Town!"

"After I kill you, I will kill Furuya Rei and then detonate those bombs, turning the entire Beika Town into a sea of ​​fire, making you lose everything you've protected!"

----Yeah?

Yan Shuangying looked at the woman who was laughing crazily and just shook his head.

Then he threw the empty pistol aside, reached into his pocket, and under Pramya's gaze, took out a coin - a five-yen coin.

In this country, five-yen coins are commonly used to worship gods at shrines or to make wishes in wishing wells.

"I told you, you're an absolute idiot."

"It's impossible for a fool to kill me—Pramya, before you shoot, I can give you a chance to make a wish. Why don't you use this coin to make a wish to your god? Maybe a miracle will happen?"

The next moment, Pramya pulled the trigger.

She disdained to play coin tricks with a dying man. It was enough for her to just kill the person in front of her.

The bullet from the submachine gun flew out of the barrel and whizzed towards Yan Shuangying.

Pramya's shooting skills are very accurate. Compared with any killer or any criminal, her shooting skills are enough to be called a master.

Any enemy that comes within the range of her submachine gun, and gets so close, will be shot into a sieve by her submachine gun.

She believed that Yan Shuangying was no exception.

But in fact, Yan Shuangying might be the exception——

The bullet was one step behind him.

After Yan Shuangying instantly moved from stillness, Pramya's submachine gun could not keep up with Yan Shuangying's speed.

The ghostly figure easily avoided Pramya's gunshot, and then he pulled out another pistol from his arms——

boom!

Gunshots ring out!

Chapter 123 The Flame Will End (5/5)

The bullet pierced the air and hit me in the blink of an eye.

Pramya's pupils contracted, the submachine gun swung, and her body turned suddenly——

The fatal bullet grazed her hair on the left side, and the scorching heat instantly melted several strands of golden hair, causing them to fall.

The fire of anger that had filled her heart suddenly vanished, and was replaced by a huge sense of crisis.