books44 Chapter 248 London Shadow: The Anger of Losing Someone
Chapter 248 London Shadow: The Anger of Losing Someone
Chapter 248 London Shadow: The Anger of Losing Someone
"At such an advanced age, wouldn't it be better to simply enjoy your surviving retirement?"
Kuromon Haruya raised an eyebrow, looking down at the mannequin on the floor disguised as himself, and exaggeratedly spread his hands, sighing, "It's really something that an old man like him is still dragging the professor all over London."
"It's a real shame, it seems this lesson in love wasn't successful." He tilted his chin up dismissively, bounced Miyano Akemi around, changed his holding position to something more comfortable, and smiled.
"Two treasures, unwavering justice and a beloved one, are placed on opposite sides of a scale, for you to choose. If only one serial killer were killed, the theater and the ladies would be safe, and the innocent manager and ticket collector would not have lost their lives..."
I had hoped that you two young people could recognize your own hearts and give me an answer to life... but unfortunately, you were far too greedy. Well, considering that detectives are generally like that, wanting everything, it's not surprising.”
"..."
Conan clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with anger.
If emotional values could be visualized, Haruya Kuromon believed he had already made a fortune.
"Oops~"
Her green eyes peeked through her fluttering eyelashes as Ran Mouri touched her face in distress, a broken sadness showing in her expression: "Conan, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me with such distant eyes?"
"Oh no! Miss Akemi, how did you get so badly injured? Quickly, call a doctor..."
"That's almost enough!"
Conan shouted angrily, feeling for the first time so...outraged.
It's simply unforgivable!
In his 17 years of life, Shinichi Kudo has felt sympathy for tragedy, condemnation of evil, and regret for not being able to save someone, but today, for the first time, he feels a deep-seated anger because of a criminal.
"You bastard, don't you dare say that with Ran's face! What exactly are you, and Moriarty, up to?!"
"Purpose?"
Heimen Yaoye sneered in a deep voice: "Even if I reveal my purpose, it would only be a meaningless waste of my life. Do you really think you are qualified to oppose the organization? Just a few cats and dogs running rampant in Baker Street with the name of Sherlock Holmes?"
"Ugh...cough."
Akemi Miyano, still conscious in his arms, coughed a few times in pain, bringing Haruka Kuromon back to his senses.
"I'm sorry. I'm getting old, and I tend to say too much without realizing it. If I wait any longer, it might be too late to save her." He supported Miyano Akemi, holding her in front of him like a shield, and slowly backed away.
Shiho Miyano and Noah's Ark were holding guns, seething with hatred, but they were afraid of accidentally injuring an inanimate NPC, so they dared not fire their guns.
Kuromon Haruya blinked, and seeing their reaction, he withdrew his hand with great boredom, his body slamming onto the floor with a loud thud.
Miyano Shiho: !!
“You who have taken lives on your hands are now acting like good people. What disgusting compassion.”
As he spoke, he retreated to a hidden sewer entrance behind the stage and leaned back.
Bang!
A spray of blood suddenly appeared on his right abdomen. Heimen Yaoye groaned and swayed as he fell into the waterway.
Shiho Miyano, gripping her gun, fired wildly into the water, emptying the magazine before rushing to Akemi Miyano's side and grabbing her hand tightly: 'Sister! Stay alert, hold on!'
"Ai..." In her hazy consciousness, Miyano Akemi seemed to hear her inner voice calling out, and with a pained expression, she forced her hand up and pressed it against the corner of Ai's tearful eyes, "Live on."
The pale, bloodless hand fell to the ground; the model had completed its final task and was no longer alive.
[Current time: 10 PM]
Dong-dong-dong——
The death knell of tragedy tolled ten times in a row, each toll like a vulture smelling death, circling long over the opera house.
But this is only the beginning of the curtain falling.
Boom! Boom boom...
A series of deafening roars came from overhead, and the shockwaves made teeth chatter.
There was no time for the few people to mourn, as the boxes on the top floor of the opera house suddenly exploded, triggering a chain reaction of explosions!
"It's a bomb! We have to get out of here!"
Conan turned around, intending to grab Ai Haibara, but was swiftly pulled away by a powerful force—
"Hey, Kuromon-kun! Are you alright?!"
The collapsing scenery rushed past as Noah's Ark, carrying two "important actors" chosen via private message, swiftly left the explosion site:
"I'm fine. After all, I said goodbye to my parents a long time ago. This fake game can't bother me. I'm glad you're all okay. Hold on to me!"
Conan's eyes lit up: Kuromon is still as reliable as ever!
"Kuromon Haruya's" calm demeanor and tone acted like a reassuring pill, instantly calming the turmoil and panic in the hearts of the two caused by their confrontation.
Upon hearing this, Shiho Miyano, who had been dazed, pursed her lips, and the hatred in her eyes intensified.
'Moriarty, this bastard must be killed!'
boom--
The bombs buried throughout the opera house began to explode one after another, and Noah's Ark sometimes had to change its route due to sudden collapses, even though it had planned its way out.
The temperature in the air gradually rose, making even breathing difficult. The hall and backstage area were probably already engulfed in flames, becoming fuel for the farce.
Conan was extremely grateful that he had followed his father's advice and allowed Yumita to lead the opera house staff to safety ahead of time. If everyone had stayed together, they might have been wiped out!
'So that's how it is! Moriarty's backup plan for eliminating clues was right here!'
The rapidly moving feet suddenly stopped, and Conan, slightly distracted, almost lost his grip and slipped down.
He looked up in confusion. Noah's Ark's forehead was covered in large beads of sweat from the scorching heat, and his face was covered in ash, making him look quite disheveled.
"...The exit gate collapsed."
Not long ago, Yusaku Kudo designed Jack's corridor, where patches of gray and powder were smeared on the red carpet. The door that should have led to the outside world was buried in a pile of collapsed bricks and tiles, blocking the only possible way out.
Originally, it was assumed that the bomb at the exit had been defused by Mr. Yusaku, which is why Noah's Ark chose this location. However, it was unexpected that Yoruichi Kuromon had taken precautions.
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Yu Guangzhong was suddenly drawn back to the camera by a flash of light. Noah's Ark's somber expression suddenly eased. He put the two down and went to rummage through the ruins by the wall.
"Brother Heimen?"
Just as Conan finished his investigation, he discovered that the other side of the corridor had collapsed even more severely and was completely impassable.
Hearing the call, the dusty Noah's Ark turned around excitedly and called out to the two, "Look, there's a cabinet buried right under the bricks and tiles!"
Peering down, I saw that the long, ebony cabinet, lying on its side, was slightly cracked under the pressure, but its overall structure remained stable. Most importantly, on the far other side of the cabinet, a soft, yellow light was filtering through the gaps in the wooden planks!
Conan, however, understood the source of his joy:
"The presence of light means the other side is open and there are no heavy objects piled up! We can leave through this passage!"
"That's right!"
Noah's Ark smiled and affirmed, then looked at Shiho Miyano: "The cabinet space is a bit cramped, and my size might make it inconvenient for me to move around. Haibara, you go first. If there are any obstacles on the other side, an adult should be able to push them aside."
Ai Haibara nodded and bent down to crawl into the closet.
At the same time, death trodden closer and closer, the explosion carrying choking, toxic smoke.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Conan coughed, covering his face, and urged, looking down, "Haibara, haven't you gotten through yet?!"
Two knocks, symbolizing negation, came from the passageway.
The cabinet was very sturdy, so it wouldn't collapse under the weight of the bricks and tiles. But because it was so sturdy, Shiho Miyano couldn't break the wooden planks no matter how hard she kicked them inside!
“...Shinichi.” After a long silence, “Kuromon Haruya,” who was conserving his strength, suddenly spoke.
"Ok?"
Black Gate's voice was still clear, calm and composed: "I just took a look, and there seems to be a small window at the top of the wall for ventilation. With your size, you should be able to get out."
Following his words, Conan looked up and saw that there were indeed rows of small windows at the top of the three-meter-high wall.
"But what about you, Brother Heimen! What will happen to you if I go out? I can't sacrifice you!"
"Why would I sacrifice myself for no reason?" The young man chuckled, ruffled his hair, and quietly lifted his heel to close the cabinet door. "Since there's a passage, of course I'll hide in the cabinet with Ai."
"Oh, right."
After experiencing so much, Conan felt that he might have overreacted. His first instinct was that Kuromon was going to sacrifice himself.
"But how do we get up there?"
"Isn't this simple?"
Noah's Ark shoved Conan behind him, walked to the edge of the flames, took a running start, and before Conan could react, he was instantly clinging to the top of the window frame.
Without Conan even needing to move, he simply shoved him roughly over the shoulder with one hand.
"Shinichi, once you get out, you must find Mr. Yusaku and make sure he is safe and sound."
Conan, who hadn't even settled properly on the windowsill, widened his eyes and suddenly looked up.
A blazing crimson flame burned behind the young man's head. Kuromon Haruya gripped the wall lamp with difficulty, and smiled apologetically at the young man's betrayed look: "Mr. Yusaku has a special betting agreement with Noah's Ark. If he sacrifices himself in the game, he won't have the chance to be resurrected like we do."
"So you have to survive, find him, and beat the game together. Okay?"
He didn't need to answer, nor did he have time to answer. The instant Kuromon Haruya let go and fell, the accumulated shockwaves and tongues of fire clung to his body. The heatwave distorted his vision, creating layers of afterimages, and swallowed everything.
"Brother Heimen—!!!"
Swah——
The chemical explosion unleashed a burst of light and heat, instantly throwing Conan out of the window and tumbling onto the brickwork. Broken glass slashed his forehead, leaving a cut, and blood obscured his glasses.
At the exit gate, a heavy ebony cabinet was pushed out by the impact and slammed heavily against the wall.
Amidst the towering flames, a girl with blood on her abdomen pushed open a manhole cover, the bright yellow firelight reflecting in her eyes. She touched her stiff lips, disbelief etched on her face, her voice trembling with fear, sounding unlike her own: "Conan, where are you—"
So, Shiho Miyano pulled the trigger on her.