COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"This is a challenge to us." The FBI gathered.

They looked ugly when they heard what the person wearing the white crow mask said before leaving the live broadcast room.

"It makes me want to find him even more, doesn't it?" Akai Shuichi touched his gun.

James Black got the call and his expression became even more ugly.

"Damn, that madman actually broadcast live on the screen in Times Square..." He clenched: the phone said angrily.

"Have you located the other party yet?" he asked.

"The other party seems to be a master. According to the address found in the live broadcast room, it is abroad..." The blonde woman looked at the computer and shook her head.

"Then find out the houses in the live broadcast room and let the police in New York find them one by one." James Black said solemnly.

In the live broadcast room, the three were detained in a boxy room with a door behind them.

The man in the white crow mask reappears.

Looking at the barrage remarks on the screen of the live broadcast room, I clapped my hands.

"Very well, everyone in the audience made their own choices, and most of them wanted to kill them."

"But how can I be an unreasonable person? Although everyone can't wait to let them die, even I can't wait, but I decided to give them a chance."

"Life is in your hands."

"Three trash gentlemen, am I right?" the man with a false voice politely asked the three people who were **** with five flowers.

He waited patiently for them to answer with his ears turned sideways, and then one of them gave them a slap.

"It's polite to answer other people's questions." The tone was angry.

"Oh look at me, I forgot to seal your mouths..." Unbelievably stretched out his white-gloved hand to cover his mouth.

"I'm so embarrassed." He said and tore off the tape from the three people's mouths.

"I warn you, let me go quickly, otherwise..." The three of them said in unison with angry expressions.

But gradually the voice became weaker.

"Otherwise what?" Grab pointed at their foreheads.

The man wearing the white crow mask asked curiously.

"Nothing." The three of them shook their heads immediately.

"The three should be willing to cooperate with me." The man with the gun asked politely.

"..." The three of them looked at the gun, turned their heads to look at each other, and nodded again and again.

"Then... let's go to our real event venue." The man in the white crow mask knocked them out.

One by one dragged into the rear door.

"Next, there will be an advertisement, which is co-sponsored by the FBI and the White House. Thank you for your support..." The person wearing a mask came to the camera.

The next second, the content of the live broadcast room became the discussion scene of the FBI.

The barrage rolls wildly.

"what happened?!"

"when?"

Akai Shuichi raised his gun and shot at the lamp above.

The live broadcast room suddenly became a black screen.

In just a few seconds, the live broadcast was resumed again.

The scene has been switched successfully.

This is a small bathroom.

Bathtub, sink, toilet.

A lot.

The three sat on the ground in the three corners, clutching their necks.

Their feet were chained.

The three of them pulled the chain hard, but it didn't work at all.

A few **** knives were randomly discarded on the ground.

At the end of their sight is a door.

Not far from the door, lay a corpse covered in blood.

"The key that can open the shackles is in your body." An indefinable voice came from the corner, but the figure of the other party was nowhere to be seen.

"A key can only open one lock."

"The three are cruel and decisive beings. Let me see if you are 1/10,000th cruel to yourself and others."

A lot of white gas started to come out of the room.

"Or you can wait for the FBI's rescue, but..." The words stopped here.

…

"Is it so big? It was broadcast live on the Times Square screen? Well done." The person sitting in the co-pilot was excited.

"...We didn't do it." The man driving the car hesitated for a moment.

Co-pilot: Huh?

"...Are you kidding me? Are you? We must have done it, right?"

"Wait...wait...I'm driving! I'm going to hit it!"

"Bang—" The car twisted for a while, and sure enough, it hit the pole beside it.

The traffic police stepped forward and knocked on their windows.

A ticket was laid out for them.

The window was lowered, and the handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes in the co-pilot opened his wallet and handed a stack of US dollar bills to the traffic police.

The traffic police looked at the ticket, smiled, shredded the ticket on the spot, and took the dollar bills.

"Be careful on the road," he said.

"Thank you." The blond and blue-eyed brother waved at him.

The car moved forward again.

"Sure enough, money can solve 99% of the world's problems." The blond, blue-eyed man said with satisfaction.

"Idiot." The driver complained.

"Who is it?!" The co-pilot clenched his fists.

"Whoever gets hit will be excited." The driver rolled his eyes.

"Shut up, hurry up and apologize to me—!"

"But speaking of it, isn't it really what we did?" The co-pilot's expression was serious.

"Not really."

"We can't find out who did it." The driver wiped his face.

"...And such good people and good deeds?" The co-pilot's tone was full of disbelief.

"My buddy who does good deeds without leaving his name, I admire him very much, he is awesome." He said with a thumbs up.

"Haha." The driver sneered helplessly.

I'm afraid that the other party... the comer is not good.

"And now

…

Tsushima Shuji and Oba Haruhiko, one ate crab meat and the other drank champagne.

Watching the live broadcast.

The three have become less conscious after inhaling too much white gas.

"I didn't intend to let them live." Tsushima Shuji put down the empty can.

"The FBI will receive a big gift." He laughed out loud as he watched the news that the police were constantly searching for houses that were suspected to be the scene of the crime.

"Sir, Officer James Black is here." A bodyguard came over and whispered.

"Please come in~www.novelmt.com~ Haruhiko Oba said casually.

James Black saw the live scene on the projection as soon as he came in.

"I didn't expect that Mr. James would be free to come here. I thought the FBI was busy investigating." Haruhiko Oba had a flattered tone, but his expression was gentle and calm.

"Now all the TV stations in China are broadcasting the live broadcast of this murder. It's really a powerful technique." Haruhiko Oba motioned for the other side to watch the projection, and then sighed with emotion.

"Other members can naturally solve this case." James Black said in a low tone.

"I'm here just to investigate the previous situation. Those terrorists died in the hands of Elland's bodyguards. They were killed in one blow. Do you have anything to say, Mr. Taiting?" He looked serious.

"After all, they all carry guns and explosives..." Oba Haruhiko sighed helplessly.

"It's just self-defense." He smiled softly, no doubt.