When Kurata Ridao heard this, he gritted his teeth and nodded in a mess.

But Yu Shirakawa sneered, muttered softly, and stood up on his own, as if he was trying to provoke him on purpose, and ignored him.

Yu Shirakawa looked around.

The other members of the lower class all dodged their eyes.

Just as time stopped, these people held their breath and didn't dare to show one, for fear that Yu Shirakawa would be neurotic and would come over to torture him for no reason.

Yu Shirakawa himself didn't care at all about this, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face again.

Even though this smile is so gentle that it is like the spring breeze blowing on my face...

But looking at the motionless Kuranda Rikuo on the ground, everyone felt that the smile was like a biting cold wind.

Cold, numb, and cunning.

Like a sharp needle tip piercing the spine.

Against the extreme aura, the black smell of the organization suddenly became rich.

"Where is the bomb?"

Squinted his eyes and smiled unabated. Yu Shirakawa asked to the stunned minion.

The minion met his sight and was so scared that he almost couldn't even say anything.

After reacting for about two seconds, he handed over another backpack with a look of horror, respectfully.

"Mr. Keshwasher...is all here."

"Oh, it's pretty good." Yu Shirakawa casually opened the zipper of his backpack, revealing a lot of plastic bombs inside, and said happily.

"...I'll install the bomb first. In order not to attract attention, you will come out in five minutes and wait for my signal to act as I said just now."

"Yes!" a group of people nodded heavily.

...

Leaving the Kuranda Rikudao and his group.

With an extra backpack bomb, Shirakawa Yu walked in the garden, humming the first few verses of a small song in a voice that only he could hear, "Conan is a Little Stupid Donkey". The lyrics and songs were compiled temporarily by him.

I didn't go directly to the restaurant opposite.

Yu Shirakawa first went around a long way, and through the calculation of the [analysis] ability, he came to the back of the van from an angle that no one could see.

He squatted down, reached into his backpack, and took out four plastic bombs.

The three were glued to the surface of the iron shell under the fuel tank together, and the last one was installed by him on the tire on the left side of the car.

In this way, if the bomb explodes, it can not only explode the fuel tank, but also emit explosive force from the left side, overturning the car, causing tons of damage to the driver on the right. It will definitely not be able to survive without nine lives.

Yu Shirakawa has activated the [analysis] ability and has no choice but to do it.

As for why he installed a bomb under his own car... the reason is simple.

——According to the plan he had formulated, a group of minions organized, after a big fanfare caused, even if someone delayed the time, it would probably be difficult to escape the joint pursuit of the public security and search class.

What's more, there is also a Boben in the dark and red eyes in the dark.

so.

Instead of letting the lower-level personnel of the organization fail and be caught by the police, it is better to set up a plan by himself, so that they can control their lives at any time and silence them anytime and anywhere to prevent future troubles.

——This is not sinister and despicable, but official business.

He believed that even if anyone who changed to gin or vodka was responsible for commanding, he would only be more ruthless than his methods, not more ruthless than his methods.

However, Yu Shirakawa pays more attention to thinking about other people's psychology.

In order to ensure the quality of the acting and not be seen through by Conan, he beat his subordinates mercilessly before performing the mission... This is something that gin and vodka cannot do.

After installing four bombs on the car, he quietly installed two of them along the way near the Ferris wheel.

One is in the gap under the escalator, one is in the bushes decorated by the roadside.

After doing this, Shirakawa Yu wiped his sweat and felt that his backpack was much lighter.

I went around a long way to the restaurant.

He installed one of the last few bombs at the entrance of the restaurant, and the rest were hidden on his body for later use.

Then.

In this way, I pretended to be an ordinary diner and had an egg bread rice in the restaurant.

After filling his stomach, Yu Shirakawa picked a more suitable opportunity and confirmed that the minions in the car were on standby, so he quietly detonated the bomb at the entrance of the restaurant as the first signal to initiate chaos.

moment.

The bomb at the entrance of the restaurant exploded, and the bricks and tiles soared into the sky like rockets, knocking away a few unlucky tourists, almost killing them.

The smoke and dust and ashes shot in all directions, scaring the other tourists to flee in panic.

Screaming and panic, falling and rolling in the aftermath of the explosion.

Looking at this scene, Yu Shirakawa grinned happily and smiled secretly.

Through his gloves, he threw the used bomb detonator into the cashier counter.

Because he was prepared for it, the explosion shock wave did not cause any harm to him.

But in order not to attract attention, Shirakawa Yu still squatted by the table and pretended to be injured.

With a snap, it was very fast.

"Everyone, hold your head in your hands and squat until you don't move!"

“…This restaurant has been occupied by us!”

According to the written script, Rikuno Kumada rushed in with a group of men in black with guns.

They blocked the door and pressed the noise everywhere with a dense string of gunfire.

It seemed that he had kept in mind Yu Shirakawa's instructions and all the bullets were greeted on the ceiling without hitting anyone.

However, the splashed glass fragments and wall crumbs all remind tourists - this is the real guy who loads gunpowder.

Suddenly, the audience was silent, and everyone squatted down honestly, fearing that it was themselves who were unlucky.

Mixed in the squatting crowd, Yu Shirakawa looked up slightly.

A group of men in black lined up well, staring at every corner of the restaurant.

Kumada Rikuo stood in the middle with his beloved shotgun.

Maybe his mouth was still a little bloated and bloody. At this time, he was wearing a black mask and looking around, looking for Yu Shirakawa.

...

In the park, not far from the restaurant.

Conan looked at the direction of the explosion and couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds.

He recalled the direction where Shirakawa Yu left before, then gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and ran towards the explosion.

When Conan took some time to arrive, countless police cars had completely surrounded the restaurant.

The situation inside is not optimistic. You can see more than a dozen gun-carrying thugs through the glass window.

Megu sat in the police car, spoke to other police officers on the walkie-talkie, evacuating the people, and there was no next plan to save people.

Conan glanced nervously.

There was no figure of Yu Shirakawa, nor the previous police and silver-haired women around.

No matter what, the timing of the incident was too coincidental.

Just now, Yu Shirakawa pretended to be calling the police, and watched the other party leave... Then an explosion occurred in the direction of the other party leaving.

Conan hissed.

If his inference is correct...

The police called it by the other party, and the explosion was done on purpose.

What exactly does this guy Shirakawa Yu want to do?
Chapter completed!