Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 112 Savior

Tokyo is a dangerous place.

This is true for the small number of citizens who have seen the danger.This is true for the ignorant citizens who are still sleeping soundly without realizing it.This is true for police officers who are on the hunt for police academy students.This is even more true for the police academy students who are running away in panic.

Henggou Dazhi shrank in the narrow and deep darkness.

He was like a mouse that sneaked into the kitchen to look for food, but heard the sound of humans getting up, so he panicked and jumped into the narrow place. He pricked up his ears and listened to the sounds downstairs in fear.

Downstairs, the owner of this villa should have had a comfortable sleep and quiet mornings, but now he can only have messy footprints and simple negotiations.

After the police officers negotiated with the owner of the villa, they put away their documents and quickly spread out, trying to find some traces of criminals in the villa.

There are seven or eight police officers in total, with an error of one or two, at most ten or at least six. This pursuit force is actually not that big, but it is early in the morning, and so many police officers can be mobilized in the early morning, which suddenly seems brutal. Gou Dazhi is an angry criminal.

He listened to the sound of the search getting closer and closer, and soon he was approaching the room where he was. He became more and more anxious. He held his phone tightly and couldn't help but repeatedly check the identity he had been assigned:
[Your current identity is: thief. 】

[Three days ago, you broke into a rich man's home and stole a vase. 】

He's just a thief, right?It’s just a vase, does that really matter?

Downstairs, the footsteps spread to all the rooms, then gathered again in the living room. After a pause for a minute, they dispersed again, but this time they dispersed on the second floor.

The sound of rummaging through things came again. Many police officers were rigorously searching for every suspected hiding place, and the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets was endless.

While rummaging, there was also the sound of their casual low-pitched conversations. Daichi Henggou couldn't hear what they were talking about specifically, but he could definitely hear the low voices of humans talking from time to time.

I'm not sure if it's the same person's low voice. I can only be sure that the sound is getting closer and closer, and a set of footsteps stopped at the door.

The door was kicked open.

The crackling sounds of rummaging through boxes and human whispers began again.

Henggou Daizhi stared closely at the crack in the closet door, his eyes widened, trying to peek through the crack to see the search movements of the police officer outside.

He saw police personnel.

Amidst the dull collision, the police officer was subdued from behind and strangled by the neck. He could only struggle feebly and try to open his mouth. He wanted to shout something, but he could only make a small sound like a low conversation. , "You, save..."

The attacker was unmoved.

He suddenly attacked when the police opened the door and all their vigilance and attention were concentrated behind the door. He strangled the opponent's neck with his hand, and struck the opponent's leg with his knee, directly crushing half of the opponent's counterattack, and then Slide forward with the force.

They bumped into the wardrobe together, causing the wardrobe door to slightly open to shake.

There is a low threshold at the bottom of the wardrobe. Daichi Henggou in the wardrobe only had to lower his head slightly to see the police officer who had hit the threshold. He was still being strangled, his face was red, and even some No sounds resembling human whispers could be made, only hissing sounds could be made.

After hissing a few times, his pupils dilated, and the hand trying to free his neck became weaker and weaker, finally falling down.

The threshold of the wardrobe was like a coffin, making him look like a corpse lying in the coffin.

But the attacker suddenly let go.

He let go of the police officer, pushed open the cabinet door, and put his hand on the threshold of the closet. He was a little curious: "Why are you hiding in the closet? Don't you think you look like a mouse?"

"Mr. Police Cat, who will be responsible for catching mice in five months, huh?" Bright lights poured in along the opened door, and the horrified Henggou Daichi saw the attacker who attacked the police personnel.

It was a black-haired young man who looked about the same age as him. His long black hair was a little fluffy and messy, but it did not cover his dark red eyes. His face looked like he was in a good mood, with his raised eyebrows The mouth was just pressed down, this person is, is...

"Student Jiutiao!"

Henggou Dazhi blurted out, and disappeared instantly in horror, "You came to save me!"

He almost had tears in his eyes. He unconsciously ignored the police officer lying next to the closet. He jumped out from the depths of the closet and tightly grasped a hand that had been placed in the closet. "You are really here to save me." Me!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah I knew that Kujo-san wouldn't let us fall into danger."

This is the expression of the tortured villagers seeing the brave man who can defeat the dragon.

It was a manifestation of seeing the Savior.

Mirai Ichijo stared at Yokomori Daichi holding his hand, the smile on his face paused for a moment, and soon he smiled again, "It seems you trust me."

He stood up, forcefully pulled Henggou Dazhi up, and then let go of his hand, "Get up."

"I heard someone said that the police were hunting down criminals. I wasn't sure if they were classmates, but I was worried about an accident, so I came over to take a look."

Henggou Dazhi didn't realize that he was thrown away. After seven or eight hours of fear, wandering and collapse, he suddenly felt so safe when he saw his backbone. He wiped his face and helped him He walked out of the closet and complained to the police in a whimpering manner.

"I have never seen the police dispatched in the early morning! They actually wanted to arrest me! All I was assigned was a thief!"

He still didn't pay attention to the police officers beside the closet and just ignored it. When he walked out of the closet, he accidentally stepped on it. He looked down at the strange feeling under his feet, then raised his head indifferently and continued to look at himself with tears in his eyes. savior, "Fortunately you came to save me!"

The police officer on the ground moved. He was still unconscious, but his body instinctively curled up due to pain.

Mirai Ichijo: "...This officer is not dead yet."

"Oh oh oh," Daichi Henggou didn't understand why Mirai Ichijo reminded me of this, but he nodded repeatedly, and his brain turned to mush under the continuous impact, and he immediately became nervous, "Are you okay, Kujo-san? "

"Looks like you hit your knee on the closet!"

The image of the police officers staring into the closet just now was so impactful, it looked like some kind of sudden opening of the closet to kill a scary ghost. Henggou Dazhi was so frightened that he finally came back to his senses and captured a future knee in his memory. It seemed like it hit the cabinet door.

He looked at the door and then at the closet. He initially estimated it to be four or five meters away, so he became more and more nervous, "Can you still walk normally?!"

When he carefully looked at a future, he was even more shocked: a future's calves, abdomen, arms, and almost everything that could be seen had large and small traces of friction and mess. At first glance, it looked like it had just gone through a violent ordeal. Fight.

"It's not a big problem, the police officer blocked it for me," Mirai Ichichi paused again before smiling, "It's just that the police officer's head accidentally hit the closet."

Henggou Dazhi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."

He looked at the future with trust, and took the initiative to follow him without saying a word. He was not like a police cat about to officially go on duty to catch mice, but like a wild dog with wet eyes, "Kujou-san, how are we going to escape?! "

A future: "..."

　I have something to do today. I will update another chapter. See you tomorrow.

　　
　
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