books44 Chapter 216: Shibahama Station Destroyed
Chapter 216: Shibahama Station Destroyed
On the road, Yumi Miyamoto, with a drunken look on her face, threw herself on a red Ford Mustang and said, "Stop the car! You are definitely speeding!" As she said that, she threw herself on the hood of the car.
"Ms. Miyamoto..." Bai Yuba walked forward quickly and was about to help Yumi Miyamoto up.
Shuichi Akai on the red Mustang and Shiraha Haneba, who had just touched Yumi Miyamoto's back in front of the car, made eye contact.
At this moment, even time seemed to stand still. Haneda Hideyoshi, who was shouting "Yumi" from behind, was supported by Nagai Mitsuru and walked onto the road in a hurry. The sound of the wind was a little clear, and a white car next to him stopped urgently because the traffic light at the intersection turned red.
As the brakes sounded, Shuichi Akai raised his hand to shift the car into reverse gear and stepped on the accelerator. The red Mustang quickly retreated, and at the same time, Haba Shiro took out a pistol from his black windbreaker and fired three shots at the driver's seat of the red Ford on the street.
There were screams coming from the side. There were not many passers-by around. Yuba Bai quickly walked to the white Chevrolet that had just parked nearby, opened the door, pulled the young man sitting in the driver's seat down, and got into the car.
The white Chevrolet closed its door, did a tailspin, and drove in the opposite direction to catch up with the red Ford.
Nagai Mitsuru was stunned for a moment, then he let go of Haneda Hideyoshi who was supporting him, and hurried to the middle of the road. He pulled up Miyamoto Yumi who was lying on the ground and was completely drunk, and half-supported and half-dragged her back to the sidewalk.
Haneda Hideyoshi had just sprained his waist when he picked up Miyamoto Yumi. He stood by the roadside and didn't see clearly who was sitting in the Ford Mustang. He just nervously picked up Miyamoto Yumi and said, "Yumi, are you okay?"
After confirming that Miyamoto Yumi was fine, Haneda Hideyoshi pushed his glasses and asked, "What happened just now?"
"...Not really sure." Nagai Hikaru's face also looked quite confused.
A young man whose car was robbed on the road was hurriedly calling the police.
Nagai Mitsuruya picked up the phone and said, "Shuichi, Xiuchi, I seem to have been left on the street by Brother Bai. Where are you? Come and pick me up."
Fortunately, Shuichi Hamura was in a nearby parking lot and a black Bentley soon drove over.
Nagai Mitsuru took out a Porsche key, walked over to the Chevrolet owner who was still calling the police on the side of the road, and put it in his hand: "The Porsche with license plate number Shinjuku 1634 in the underground parking lot B on the commercial street here is used as compensation for your car."
The young man looked at the car keys in his hand, then raised his head to look at Nagai Hikaru: "This year's new Panamera?"
"Yes."
The operator on the other end of the phone was urging: "Excuse me, could you tell me the model and license plate of your stolen car in more detail?"
"Nothing, I'll contact you later if I see the situation." The car owner hung up the phone, "I'll go check on the car first."
Shuichi Hamura handed over his business card: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can contact me again."
Nagai Mitsuru turned around and greeted Haneda Hideyoshi, got into the Bentley, turned on his mobile phone, and activated the location.
"Come on, Brother Bai is chasing his old lover." Nagai Hikaru sighed, "Don't drive too fast, safety is the most important thing."
Through the window of the black Bentley, the green-roofed Nagoya Castle not far away looked like an exquisite toy house under the blue sky. And one hundred kilometers away, through the window of the superconducting maglev train running in a special vacuum tube, Conan received a message from Haibara Ai: "Inoue escaped and is at Shinkohama Station."
"Shinkohama?" Conan picked up his phone and dialed Amuro Toru's number. "The criminal escaped from Shinkohama Station."
In the white Mazda, Toru Amuro stepped on the accelerator and accelerated: "Shinkohama Station? Got it." He hung up the phone and switched to another dial, "Kazami, Shinkohama Station, the criminal escaped."
"Is that Inoue?"
"Yes, you chase along the Shizuoka Expressway ring road, and I'll go to the other side."
"Yes, Mr. Furuya."
Conan then dialed another number and Akai Shuichi's phone rang.
But the red Ford Mustang was speeding on the winding mountain road. On the front window, three bullets in front of the driver's seat were neatly embedded in the glass, and the gray-haired man in the passenger seat held a pistol and occasionally leaned out of the window to fire a shot.
The white Chevrolet behind was following closely, with the bullet leaving only a scratch on the hood of the car.
Akai Shuichi frowned: "Is he the product of a successful experiment by the organization?"
"I don't know. I have no access to the lab or researchers. After the last video leak, the organization has completely isolated all non-researcher code members from these areas."
"Tequila, how's your driving skill?"
"No comparison with you at all." Tequila said calmly.
"There is a straight road after the next bend. Let's change positions and I will do the sniping." Akai Shuichi was very serious.
"Okay." Tequila hesitated for a moment.
"what happened?"
"If he's from the organization... he saw my face." Tequila fired another shot to the back, this time hitting the right rearview mirror of the white Chevrolet.
"We have to make him shut up." Akai Shuichi turned the steering wheel sharply and shouted, "Change positions!"
Tequila reached up and grabbed the steering wheel, then passed by Shuichi Akai. Shuichi Akai took the pistol and was about to stretch out one hand to aim when a bullet grazed his arm and hit the rearview mirror behind him.
Akai Hideyuki quickly retracted his hand: "How many shots has he fired?"
"In fact, he didn't shoot before." Tequila gripped the steering wheel tightly as the winding mountain road began to go down. His attention was fully focused on driving.
Akai Shuichi sighed, straightened the curls in front of his knitted hat, and whispered to himself: "What's going on? He clearly committed suicide, but it seems like he still hates me."
Tequila didn't hear what Akai Shuichi said. After another sharp turn, the car body scraped the guardrail beside it. He asked nervously: "Don't you have a sniper rifle? Can you use that?"
"We have to stick our head out and aim. Our cars are close enough and his shooting accuracy is too high." Shuichi Akai climbed into the back seat of the car and took out a sniper rifle. The front and rear windows of the car were modified bulletproof glass, which was why the three bullets did not hit him directly on the head.
The rear window is also bulletproof glass, so sniping directly from the back is not possible.
"We have to take a risk." Akai Shuichi picked up the sniper rifle and leaned out of the right window again, "Next time, I have to remember to get a car with a sunroof."
This time a bullet grazed the right side of his face, but at the same time his sniper rifle fired a shot.
The front window of the white Chevrolet shattered instantly, glass splashing everywhere. Bai Yuba just happened to lean his head to the left, and the bullet hit the place where Bai Yuba's head had just been.
The flying glass left several bloody marks on Haba Bai's face.
At another turn, Haku Haneba aimed at the tires this time, and Shuichi Akai made the same choice, and one of the tires of the red Ford and the white Chevrolet burst at the same time.
The two cars skidded together, the red Ford first hit the mountain wall next to it, then rolled over towards the cliff and stopped at the guardrail.
The white Chevrolet directly smashed the guardrail, but Yuba Bai made an emergency turn and braked, so only half of the car body spun on the cliff.
Shuichi Akai and Tequila climbed out of the car in a mess. Haku Yuba replaced the magazine with a full magazine in the car, and started shooting continuously from the window without leaving the car, suppressing the bullets.
The red Ford was hit even harder and had started to leak oil. Akai Shuichi, who was hiding behind the car, made a gesture to Tequila, and the moment he heard the gunfire outside slow down, he rolled away from the car and hid towards the mountain wall.
Hakuya Yuba quickly got out of the car and ran to the other side of the mountain wall, changing another magazine while in action.
Akai Shuichi couldn't help but complain: "He actually carries so many bullets with him."
The Ford car was finally leaking enough oil and it exploded into a fireball. The white Chevrolet not far away also exploded.
Two flames were burning on the mountain road.
In the black Bentley at the foot of the mountain, Nagai Mitsuru opened the car window and looked up. Two thick smoke rose from the mountain: "Is this the reunion of a divorced couple? It's really a heated debate..."
"Mr. Fūya, you are right. The criminal is chasing the maglev train. I have already seen the black German car." On the Kamoike Bridge, Kazami's car accelerated and caught up.
Amuro Toru hummed: "Are you familiar with the roads around there?"
"Fortunately."
"Keep chasing, I'll be able to outflank you soon."
"Okay, Mr. Furuya."
The black Bentley drove up the mountain road, and it seemed that sporadic gunshots could be heard from the mountains. Nagai Mitsuru picked up his phone and saw a pop-up news report that Shibahama Station had issued an evacuation notice and people had begun to be evacuated.
"Really... everyone is busy."
Hamura Shuichi smiled slightly: "Do you need to call Master Yuba?"
"He didn't have time to answer it." Nagai Hikaru clicked his tongue, "The moment he saw Akai, he completely forgot about me."
Under the overpass, a white Mazda blocked the black German car. When Inoue got out of the overturned car, he said angrily: "It's all the FBI's fault. Fifteen years ago, I witnessed the crime with my own eyes. But the FBI concealed my confession."
Amuro Toru didn't listen to what he said, and directly took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the man: "Yes, I also think the FBI is rubbish, but you shouldn't commit crimes in Japan and disrupt the order of Japan."
Yuya Kazami, who was chasing after him, stopped the car on the side and said, "Mr. Fūya."
"Escort him back. How's the maglev train?"
"The latest news is that the train has completely derailed, destroying Shibahama Station and the gymnasium." Seeing the joy on Inoue's face, Kazami Yuya continued, "All the people on the train have been rescued, and there are no casualties."
Inoue collapsed and shouted: "Why? How could this happen?"
Amuro Toru pushed his hair back and rearranged it: "Although there were no casualties, it seems that the World Expo has been postponed for a long time."
"Yes, but fortunately our Japanese public security has caught the culprit." Kazami Yuya emphasized the word public security.
Toru Amuro sighed, "Yeah, that's great." Then he took out his cell phone and was about to check the detailed report.
The phone was vibrating like crazy, and the red alert filled the entire screen. Amuro Toru's hand trembled, and he pressed the button: "Xiao Guang?"
"What's wrong, Mr. Furuya?"
"Xiao Guang is in trouble." Amuro Toru rushed to his white Mazda with a nervous look, "Kazami, I'll leave the prisoner's escort to you."