“Are you an idiot? Take a picture and send it to me!”

Gin couldn’t help but curse, why was he still trying to be clever with him at this time?

Chu Ming, who was scolded, pursed his lips, hung up the phone obediently, took a photo and sent it to Gin.

There are forty minutes left until the explosion.

At this time, Conan also asked Xiaolan nervously: “Did you say someone found a bomb?”

Xiaolan nodded and looked at Chu Ming who was studying the bomb over and over not far away: “Yes, he is also on the phone. But it’s really a coincidence that I met this gentleman again.”

“Coincidence? Do you know him?” Conan was a little confused.

“Yes, he is the gentleman whom I met when my father, Conan and I went to the Izu Hotel. He helped me at that time. You probably don’t know him. I also met him when I was drinking tea in the teahouse with Yuanzi today.”

Through the door, Conan widened his eyes. It was that Shotake Yusuke!

He quickly said to Xiaolan: “Is he defusing the bomb now?”

Xiaolan’s tone was a little hesitant: “It should be – right, but it doesn’t seem to be -“

“What do you mean?”

“I saw that he had already removed the bomb shell and it rolled on the ground for several rounds, but the bomb disposal that I saw on TV didn’t seem to be like this…”

“!!!” Conan was startled, looked at the drawing in his hand, and made up his mind.

We can’t let him continue like this, otherwise Xiaolan and he will die together!

“Lan, listen to me. Please put the phone on speakerphone later because I am investigating a very dangerous case and I cannot let anyone know of my existence for the time being. Please don’t call my name later. Just say I am your friend, okay?”

“Huh? Okay, okay.” Xiaolan didn’t think much about it and turned on the speaker obediently.

“Sir who is holding the bomb, here are the blueprints I just took from the prisoner. I will give the instructions later. Can you dismantle it?” A deep voice came from the receiver.

Chu Ming looked at the bomb in his hand, then at Xiaolan who was holding the receiver: “That’s fine, wait a minute, I’ll take a call.”

Just then Gin called back.

Chu Ming answered immediately: “Brother, wait a minute, I’ll turn on the speaker, otherwise I won’t be able to free my hands.”

Pressing the PA button, Gin’s cool yet reliable voice echoed throughout the space.

“yellow.”

A blade popped out from Chu Ming’s fingertips and slashed across the yellow wire.

“Purple.”

“pink.”

“grey.”

Conan listened to Gin’s brief and low voice on the phone, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief at the drawing in his hand.

“fortunately–“

“green.”

“White.”

……

……

Following Gin’s command, the strings in the bomb became fewer and fewer, and finally only three strings were left: black, blue, and red.

Conan couldn’t help but let out a long sigh: “Great, we only need one black line and it will be over.”

But he forgot that he was just reminded that he was too scared to make a sound, but now he suddenly spoke out and the speaker was on.

Gin’s voice paused: “Who?”

Conan froze behind the door. Oh no, he forgot Gin could hear his voice.

“A relative of a trapped lady got the prisoner’s bomb blueprints. He originally said he would give me instructions, but my brother called me as well.”

“Tsk, you idiot. If you listen to him, you won’t be able to get out tonight. There are still two strings.”

Conan suddenly looked down at the drawing in his hand. There was clearly only one stick left on the drawing.

No wonder, no wonder Moriya Teiji said before that he had left himself three minutes!

hateful!

“Cut the blue last.”

As Chu Ming’s fingertips passed over, the bomb that had been ticking finally stopped.

Seeing the bomb being dismantled, the people who had been hiding behind the bricks and stones out of fear jumped out one after another, jumping and shouting wildly.

“Great—we are saved—”

Gin’s impatient voice came: “Okay, I’ll have someone pick you up later, that’s it.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the cheering crowd, Chu Ming couldn’t help but sigh silently. If this place exploded today, how much magnetic field would so many people give him?

He glanced at the crowd with a slightly sarcastic look. They were unwilling to take responsibility, and would back down when things got tough. They would only come out to celebrate after others had solved the problems. Tsk, what was the value of such people living?

This group of people were not as good as Xiaolan. She was also afraid, but she always stood beside Chu Ming.

“That’s great, Ran.” Conan fell to the ground, his legs weak.

“Dang Dang Dang——”

Twelve o’clock has arrived.

Xiaolan put on a smile that showed she had survived a disaster and whispered into the microphone, “Happy birthday, Shinichi.”

[There is one more chapter, which will be updated in the evening. ]

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Chapter 156 What did he do at night (Additional Update 2)

“That’s great, that’s great, Lan, I’m so glad you’re okay.”

Kogoro Mouri, with tears in his eyes, rushed over and hugged Xiaolan.

Seeing that the dust had settled, reporters from all around rushed over to interview Kogoro Mori.

Xiaolan was carrying a gift for Kudo Shinichi and looking around. Suddenly, she turned around and saw Conan standing behind her with gauze wrapped on his forehead, looking at her with a smile.

“Conan, what happened to your head? Are you hurt?”

……

Chu Ming stood behind the crowd, waved his hand to politely decline the medical staff’s offer to check him, and turned away.

What a joke. If I don’t leave while Conan is in the arms of love, I might be entangled by the time he reacts.

As soon as I walked out of the crowd, I saw Gin’s Porsche parked on the side of the road.

Chu Ming showed a smile without even noticing it and walked towards that direction.

“Brother~”

Since Gin can drive to pick him up in a place full of police, he can be considered as an important part of the organization.

Well, since big brother was so nice to him today, he should stay out of trouble these days.

——Well, he tried his best.

Seeing him get in the car, Gin looked him up and down, and seeing that he was not injured, he continued to smoke his cigarette and read his information.

“Brother~My birthday is next month.”

Chu Ming rubbed his fingers at Gin suggestively.

Gin lowered his head to deal with his own documents and turned a deaf ear to him.

Chu Ming became anxious and used his face to block Gin’s information.

“Brother! It’s my birthday! I’m coming of age! Such a grand birthday!”

Lying on his back on the information in Gin’s hand, Chu Ming was full of indignation: “Brother, I’m going to show my cards. I want a gift!”

Gin used a little force to push the man off his legs: “You still have one year to go before you become an adult. You won’t be 17 until after this birthday.”

“??? Am I not 17 now?”

Ever since confirming that the timeline would finally jump to his birthday, Chu Ming had already planned what he would do after he became an adult.

But now Gin actually told him that after this birthday, he would still be 17?

Chu Ming lost his enthusiasm for celebrating his birthday in an instant. He got up and sat back in his seat without saying a word.

Vodka saw Chu Ming’s drooping head in the rearview mirror and couldn’t help asking, “Isn’t it good to be young?”

Chu Ming raised his head: “But I want to drink.”

Vodka grinned, full of pride: “What’s the big deal? You are not a law-abiding person. Can’t you drink alcohol if you are underage? When we return to the base, I will get you a bottle of vodka, and you can drink as much as you want tonight!”

Chu Ming’s eyes lit up: “Really? Vodka, I misunderstood you, you are such a good person!”

Chu Ming gave Vodka a nice guy card without hesitation.

“Glenburch, have you ever drunk alcohol? Vodka is a strong liquor. Can you handle it?”

Chu Ming patted his chest and said, “As a man, you can’t say no! I can do it!”

“Hahahaha——” Vodka’s hearty and honest laughter echoed in the narrow carriage.

Gin couldn’t stand it any longer, the veins on his forehead were jumping: “You two idiots, shut up.”

Vodka shut his mouth tactfully, but Chu Ming turned his head to look at Gin with an innocent face and opened his mouth to say something.

Gin had expected this, he reached out and grabbed his chin with one hand, staring at him fiercely: “Shut up!”

“Oh.”

They agreed to stay out of trouble these days, but when Chu Ming saw Gin’s indifferent face, he couldn’t help but provoke him.

Alas, it’s all Gin’s fault for having such a sarcastic face.