I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

The water stream shot out from the high-pressure water gun flew only halfway before it feebly broke into water droplets and fell downwards, not even touching the corners of Building A. It was as if it was watering the lawn in the square below.

They could only watch the fire that filled the entire floor and continued to rush out of the windows upwards.

"No, Captain! We can't even water the other side!"

One of the firefighters pinched the water pipe tightly and shouted anxiously.

In fact, even without him saying anything, the fire captain who was also wearing a heat-insulating suit next to him saw it clearly and couldn't help but clench his fists and grit his teeth.

"Damn, is the distance still too far..."

The water valve has been opened to the maximum, and the pressure has been reached to the limit, but they still can't reach the other side. No matter how much they try, it will be of no use.

The only way is to send two helicopters to drop a large box of water from the nearby river and pour it down from the top floor.

But this operation is obviously unrealistic at the moment.

It's not that Nishitama City has been sucked dry by neighboring Tokyo and has become so poor that there is only one police helicopter available in the entire city, but if another helicopter is to be mobilized to fetch water now, it will take a quarter of an hour even at the fastest speed, which is simply not enough time.

This amount of time is enough for the fire to burn down the entire building, and by then it would be meaningless even if a helicopter arrived with water.

Conan also rushed to the top floor of Building B and saw the scene clearly, including the water rushing out of the high-pressure water gun like raindrops falling from mid-air.

Although he was watching the fire from the other side of the river, he was extremely anxious.

To be fair, Conan felt that if he were to switch positions with Serabelle at this moment, he would definitely save his friends no matter what, even if it meant death.

But as for Serabelle... he just realized that he didn't seem to know this guy that well.

The latter's skills are naturally beyond doubt, especially with the pair of rotating flying axes made by Professor Agasa. Even at an altitude of 300 meters, Conan believes that one or two people in Serabell can survive.

But what if there are three or four?

After all, he is just a human being, not a bungee jumping machine in an amusement park. He cannot carry so many people at once. Two is basically the limit.

That means trade-offs will have to be made.

Serabelle, what would you do...

Thinking this, Conan didn't even notice that there were fine streaks of blood oozing out of his bitten lower lip.

Just then, a gust of evening breeze blew in from the direction of the burning building opposite, bringing with it some unusual noises.

Conan listened subconsciously, and was suddenly stunned.

That is the sound of a sports car engine!

……

In the banquet hall where thick smoke from the fire seeped through the fire doors and drifted in dimly, the sounds of sports car engines and brakes roared alternately.

The tires repeatedly rubbed against the ground at high speed, and the burnt smell of rubber produced by the high temperature mixed in the air. The neatly laid carpet on the ground was far less strong than the asphalt road on the track, and was blown into pieces.

But it didn't matter anymore. In less than a minute, the place would be completely engulfed by the flames of the explosion. No one would care whether it was a complete carpet or broken ones that were burned to ashes.

In the driver's seat of the drifting sports car, Serabelle held the steering wheel with one hand and watched the numbers on the dashboard below jump back and forth between seventy and fifty.

This sports car has excellent acceleration performance. Although its minimum speed when entering a corner is only 50 mph, it can reach 70 mph when exiting the corner. If it sprints directly after exiting the corner without drifting, it should be able to accelerate to a speed of nearly 100 kilometers per hour before rushing out of the building.

Okay, that's almost it.

Glancing at the "venue" that she had finally set up after her constant efforts in the past two or three minutes, Serabelle spoke to the back seat without turning her head.

"Everyone, are you ready? We are about to start the most exciting unprotected extreme drag racing session of this century."

"I haven't yet--!" Mitsuhiko's voice was stretched out in the wind.

"Are we really going to rush out?!" Yuan Tai asked in horror.

"I don't want to die yet!" Ayumi closed her eyes tightly in fear.

This is like bungee jumping. Most people will say that they need to prepare themselves mentally before their first jump. But at this time, someone has to give them a push unexpectedly, otherwise they will never be able to prepare themselves mentally in their lifetime.

Serabelle thought so too.

"Okay, let's go around three more times. When I count to three, you must be mentally prepared... Then, three!"

He simply skipped numbers one and two, and as the front of the car was once again pointed towards the top floor of Building B, Serabelle no longer hesitated and stepped on the accelerator to the floor.

Om-!

In an instant, an unprecedented roar of engines resounded throughout the top floor of Building A.

Everyone in the sports car felt an incomparable sense of being pushed back, and the scenery in their field of vision seemed to be stretched and thrown behind them in an instant.

The next moment, a cool and refreshing breeze from the night sky blew in my face, and the world suddenly became infinitely quiet.

They were airborne, between the twin skyscrapers, soaring three hundred and twenty meters in the air.

The three kids in the back seat opened their mouths wide and looked around silently, but their heart rates were soaring to 180 and their adrenaline was gushing out that they couldn't even speak.

Serabelle let go of the steering wheel and whistled lightly, then turned to look at the brown-haired girl in the passenger seat who was also completely stunned. She even had the mood to reach out and ruffle her hair.

Then he directly pulled out the rotating flying axe that had been inserted into one side of the car door in advance and the other end was tied to the car chassis, and then threw it out with force!

The sharp blade spun rapidly, cutting through the air and flying forward like a shuriken, like a rope gun fired from the front of a car, piercing through the retractable cover above the swimming pool in Building B with a bang.

At the same time, the sports car, having exhausted its kinetic energy, entered a downward trajectory and began to fall.

But this downward trend only lasted for one second before it was stopped.

Sensing the secondary pull, the retractable strap on the spinning flying axe suddenly activated.

The powerful pulling force of up to ten tons dragged the entire sports car directly to the roof. After the front of the car knocked open the part of the cover that was stuck on the rotating flying axe, it rushed into the swimming pool in the center with a bang, causing a huge Filipino-style splash.

In an instant, the surging waves swept across the entire top floor of Building B.

Inside the sports car, Serabelle lay on her back in the completely soaked driver's seat, looking up at the swimming pool cover with a large piece missing from the top and exhaling slowly.

"Are you there? Do you have a crane? Come quickly and fish the car out. Maybe it can be driven after it dries up..."

Chapter 178 Yukiko took out the lubricant

The medical team quickly rushed to the roof of Building B a few minutes later. After giving Serabelle and the others a full-body check-up and simply bandaging their wounds, they left.

It’s not that the medical team’s work attitude is too sloppy.

After all, except for Serabell who did have some burns on her hands, the other three, including Haibara Ai, were just frightened and didn't even get their skin scratched.

If there was any damage, it was probably just that the sports car fell into the water when it landed, and I was soaked in cold water. I might catch a cold tomorrow.

"You guys, you are not allowed to do such dangerous things again, understand? I told you that we are going to take refuge, you should realize the seriousness of it! You must obey all orders and don't act on your own, understand?!"

Still by the swimming pool on the top floor of Building B, not far away, Kogoro Mouri was loudly scolding three little ones who almost became roasted suckling pigs in the fire.

It is worth mentioning that Conan, who has always been on the same side with them, also stood on the side of Kogoro Mouri this time, and responded to the behavior of the boy's suicide group in order to serve as a warning.

Serabelle, the MVP of the game, was sitting alone on the steps by the swimming pool. He took off his wet suit and spread it on the ground beside him, wringing his shirt dry with his hands as if he were wringing a towel.

call……

Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, a petite, brown figure came up to him.

"I'm glad you could escape from a fire that way."

"…Nothing, just a simple gamble."

Glancing at the brown-haired girl who sat down beside her, Serabelle thought for a moment and threw aside her shirt, which was almost twisted into a thread, leaving her muscular upper body exposed.

"Besides, what else can you do if you don't take a gamble in that situation? You don't necessarily have to lie down and wait for death. If people were really that honest, there wouldn't be people who jump off buildings during earthquakes to take a gamble."

"Too."

Haibara Ai could not deny what he said.

After a short pause, the brown-haired girl changed the subject.

"I remember reading a theory in a medical book before, saying that for a left-hand drive car, the front passenger seat is actually the most dangerous position, because the human heart is on the left. Once an accident occurs, the driver will instinctively turn the steering wheel to the left to avoid it. But it seems that for you, it's just the opposite."

"…Why, I don't have a right heart either?"

Serabelle blinked in confusion.

As if she had concluded that the other party was playing dumb, Huibara stared at him for a long while before looking away.

"Well, if you don't want to talk about it, forget it."

After she finished speaking, the brown-haired girl stood up and left gracefully.

But Serabelle remained silent until she watched her go away, then she turned to the other side where the three little ones were still being scolded by Kogoro Mouri.

Well~ Fortunately, I was lucky this time and survived.

……

The next day, a brand new red sports car stopped in front of Kudo's house in the morning sun.

The sound of TV broadcasting could be faintly heard through the window of the villa.

"Last night, a new twin-tower skyscraper in Nishitama City suddenly caught fire during its opening ceremony. The fire was extremely fierce. The damage caused is currently inestimable. Fortunately, there were no casualties..."

In the living room, Yukiko was lying on the sofa like a lazy big cat, with her arms crossed under her head resting on Serabel's thighs. She couldn't help but complain when she heard the voice of the news anchor on TV.

"You young people always come up with something new... Fortunately, I didn't go yesterday. If I had gone, I might have died there."

"It's not necessary to explain. I came back alive."

Serabell lowered her eyes and glanced at him and said.

I don’t know if it’s because the weather has been hot recently or because they have become more familiar with each other, but now Yukiko seems to be wearing more and more bold clothes in front of him... or cooler?

You know, every time he came over before, Yukiko would first wear formal pajamas, even long-sleeved and long pants.

Later on, she became more and more seductive, changing into the kind of elastic tights worn for yoga.

As for now, she is simply wearing a silk nightgown. The fabric is as thin as a cicada's wing and translucent, making it difficult to see through. It is also very short. When she is standing, it can barely cover three inches above the knees.

When lying on her side in a wild position like now, even her butt is exposed... Well, it's a milky white lace panties.

"I'm not talking about that, it's about the heart's endurance!"

Yukiko turned over lazily in the boy's arms, from lying on her side facing the TV to lying on her back, raising her hand and using her fingertips to teasely scratch the latter's chin.

"Sister, I'm not as brave as you young people. If you throw me down from a height of 300 meters, my heart will definitely stop beating. I won't even know if I'll die from the fall. I'll be scared to death."

"I don't think so..."

Before Serabel could finish his words, Yukiko playfully pinched his nose.

"So after taking such a big risk, what did you gain this time?"

If we talk about gains, of course there are some.

Serabelle hummed, took out her cell phone, operated it for a few times, and opened an email from Sawaguchi's secretary this morning in her email inbox. The attachments contained more than a dozen folders.

These are the files that were recently uploaded by Hara Yoshiaki, which Serabelle asked Tokiwa Mio to help find from the other servers of the Tokiwa Group.

Although the server located in the Twin Towers skyscraper had been blown up, it was a large conglomerate after all. They always had more than one server, and all of them had real-time cloud synchronization capabilities.

If this one gets blown up, we can just watch it on another one.

But as a programmer, the things in the folders are always weird. Some contain a lot of things, some contain less things, and some are simply empty.

"Well, forget it. I don't understand. Let's talk about it later."

Yukiko took a quick look and lost interest.

She sat up from the sofa, took away her phone, and skillfully put her arms around Serabel's neck and sat on her legs, then leaned forward to touch her cheek and smiled.

"By the way, you didn't see me yesterday. Did you miss me?"

What I mean by thinking is...

Serabell uttered a sound.

"Wait, I remember you haven't been feeling well these past two days..."

Before he finished speaking, a green index finger touched his lips.

Yukiko narrowed her eyes and smiled particularly happily.

"Well, they say there are always more solutions than problems. Wait for me~"

As she said that, she got up from the sofa and ran upstairs.

Three minutes later, an older girl came down with two things in her hands.