Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 386 Breaking the Leg

【115 people have been rescued.】

【121 people have been rescued.】

【136 people have been rescued.】

Inside the fire scene, humans were like busy ants moving house, constantly going in and out to rescue people according to a map provided by the future. In the midst of the busyness, invisible numbers were jumping again and again, rapidly and steadily.

Most people cannot see the exact numbers, but may see one miserable person after another being rescued.

But the flames grew more and more intense. Just a few seconds after Zhu Fujingguang, who was on edge, carried the trapped person out of the building, he suddenly heard a sound.

Amidst the noise of the fire, the sound of water splashing onto the flames, the urgent footsteps of rescue workers coming and going, the chatter of people outside the fire scene, and other chaotic sounds, a sound that was small but firm, like grass sprouting under a boulder, "Crack."

He handed the trapped person to the medical staff who rushed over and subconsciously looked back.

It took a few seconds for the others to react to the gradually growing noise, and they also looked up, toward the building in flames.

The building was like a fountain, surging with red and black. At a certain moment, the red and black stopped for a moment, no longer flowing towards the sky, but frozen. But only for a moment. Soon, with a huge "boom" sound that could no longer be ignored, the red and black colors suddenly jumped up, almost covering the entire sky.

The hot air blew in their faces, and the people below subconsciously covered their faces with their hands, staring at the building in shock, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

A floor collapsed.

Among the red and black windows trapped one after another on the high floors, a row of them pressed down diagonally, causing most of the building to tilt.

As the crowd finally regained their voices and exclaimed, Zhu Fu Jingguang's gaze was fixed on the collapsed corner, silently counting the floors from top to bottom.

After counting once, he counted again.

"There are seven trapped people in that place," said Jinpei Matsuda, who had just handed the bomb to the police officer. He counted quickly and compared it with the map in his mind. His face became serious. "There are seven trapped people in that place."

There were seven trapped people whose conditions were not too critical, and a line was marked on the map indicating that they did not need to be rescued immediately.

They acted separately. Matsuda Jinpei was not 100% clear about the routes of the others, but because everyone had memorized the map and hurriedly explained their respective plans at the beginning, he could guess a little, "The trapped people there have not been rescued yet, right?"

"The rescuers shouldn't be nearby..."

Not nearby.

Before he could finish this sentence, he caught a glimpse of a figure rushing out from the corner of his eye, so he quickly changed his words, "Zhu Fu?!"

"Wait, wait, you!"

Why did you suddenly rush out?

Immediately, he realized that some classmates were in the collapsed area.

Judging from the current danger rate in that area, there is a high probability that one will always be on the edge of danger, a future that is tantamount to seeking death.

Jinpei Matsuda immediately turned around and said a few words to the police officers to ask the emergency personnel on the scene to get ready. He then took the equipment handed to him by the person next to him and rushed out, barely catching up with Keimitsu Morobushi from a distance.

Zhu Fu Jingguang has already started going upstairs.

In the early stage, he counted the floors, and in the later stage he just counted seconds, and three counts meant one floor.

Perhaps it was because of running in the fire, or perhaps it was for some other reason, his mind went blank.

When he finally ran to the collapsed floor and stopped in front of the half-blocked stairs, he even forgot to cover his mouth and nose.

Matsuda Jinpei caught up with him, "Hey!"

He held the handle, panting as he looked at Zhu Fu Jing Guang, and then he buried his head in his raised arms for a few seconds before throwing the respirator over. "Put it on, and move it together."

The obstacles were the ceilings above, but fortunately not much had collapsed and there were walls to support them. The stairwells and corridors were also in good condition. There would be no major problems as long as we were careful not to cause a secondary collapse when moving.

While carefully moving the items, Matsuda Jinpei looked at the corridor through the gap, frowning tightly, "The fire on this floor is smaller, but the smoke is more."

After the collapse, the fire on this floor was quite weak. Some of it was suppressed and physically extinguished, leaving only half-dead black smoke. The smoke filled most of the corridor, revealing only part of the corridor vaguely.

Zhu Fu Jingguang said: "He took the respirator."

However, he was not sure whether the respirator was now in Ichizo Future's hands or in the hands of the hostage he rescued. He was not even sure whether Ichizo Future was still on the floor where he heard the conversation, whether he was injured in the collapse, and whether it would be his turn to have the respirator come in handy.

And Satan...

When his hand grasped another piece of cement block, Zhu Fujingguang's gaze, which was fixed in the thick smoke in the corridor, suddenly tensed. His hand, which was habitually trying to push, also stopped, and he stared at the thick fog.

In the thick fog, something was moving, causing the fog to move as well, becoming a little thinner.

There were also very light sounds coming from not too far away, the sounds of breathing and footsteps.

It wasn't too strong, but he was obviously not in good condition, so he could hear his rapid breathing, very light footsteps, and dragging sounds.

Jinpei Matsuda also stopped and moved his eyes over. He stared for a few seconds and saw someone walking out of the thick fog.

It's a future.

...are a few trapped people and a future.

Yi Tiao Wei was in a very miserable state. It wasn't just like he had rolled around in a dirty place a few times. His clothes were so gray that it was almost impossible to tell their original color. He was supporting two injured people at the same time and carrying an unconscious person on his back. He was dragging the three trapped people out in this way.

The source of the rapid and ominous breathing was one of the injured who was being supported. He walked very slowly, and with every step he took, his body and the ground were smeared or dripped with the blood of the injured.

The blood is spreading.

Logically speaking, this was a very bad situation. If the supporters had come slower, Ichijou probably would not have been able to get out of this floor before the injured died. However, when Zhu Fu Jingguang saw him walking out of the thick fog, the first thing he recognized was his appearance, and the second thing he saw clearly was his lit red eyes.

Those blood-red eyes were ignited by positive emotions, several degrees brighter than usual, as if reflecting the crystal reflection of glass, the owner of the eyes was smiling.

Upon discovering Morobushi Keimitsu and Matsuda Jinpei, Ichijo Mirai happily extended his hand and greeted them, "Wow, what a coincidence."

He immediately reached out and pulled back the injured person who had slid to the side because he had let go. He stopped saying those rubbish and tried to stop laughing. Although his eyes were still bright, he was much more serious. "Hurry up and clear the entrance to the corridor. The stairs on the other side are blocked and we can't get through."

"The three trapped people were injured,"

He stood against the wall, put the injured down one by one, and placed them steadily beside the wall, saying, "They need to be treated as soon as possible. Hurry up and send them down later."

'you'.

Matsuda Jinpei pushed an obstacle aside and grasped the key point, "You guys?!"

"Aren't you going down?"

"There are still people inside," Ichijo Future patted his clothes, "I'll go back again."

In addition to being gray, his clothes were also a little wrinkled, with the most wrinkled part being the collar, which looked like it had been clenched hard by someone's fist. In addition, there was a black cloth tied around his left shoulder.

The black cloth looked like clothing, tied from the shoulders to the chest. There were bloodstains covered in ash near the hem of the cloth, which were faintly visible and not obvious.

After barely clearing a hole for entry and exit, Zhu Fu Jingguang hurriedly stepped in, first lowered his head to check on the most seriously injured person, helped him up, and called out to Ichi Yiwei who was about to turn around and leave, "Wait,"

When Yitiaowei turned around, he calmly observed the black cloth and the bloodstains underneath the cloth, and asked, "How many people are there in there?"

Knowing the number of people in advance allows medical staff and responders to prepare. "There are still four," Ichijo Future answered easily, but then predicted and rejected it, "No, don't come. If the second collapse crushes one of you, my world will fall."

He said it in a light-hearted and humorous tone, and although it might not have sounded very funny to other people, he himself laughed in a good mood after he finished saying it.

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..."

Something might happen to them if they go to the collapsed area, but wouldn't it be the same for Yitiao Future?
"Uh," he suppressed the question that would surely get a weird answer, steadied the injured man he had helped up, and observed Ichijo's expression, "You seem very happy?"

"Ah, yes," Ichijo Mirai smiled at Zhufu Jingguang. He looked back and turned to leave. "I found that it seems that I don't need to try again next time. I can pass the level this time..."

"Bye, see you later!"

They said we'd see each other later, but it takes time to move through the ruins of a fire.

When Morobushi Kagemitsu and Matsuda Jinpei sent their people downstairs and brought them back again, the corridor was still empty.

Due to lack of manpower, they only brought two or three people up and waited for a while before they finally saw a way forward.

Just like last time, Yi Tiao Weilai dragged people out this time. He carried one on his back, supported another with his left hand, and held something like a mat in his right hand, and was dragging a fat man with weak lower limbs.

The trapped people this time are in much better condition than the last time. At least there are no bleeding injuries, and they are all conscious and none of them are unconscious.

Ichijo Mirai was also happier than the last time. He would even smile when he looked back from time to time to confirm the existence of the injured person on the ground, which made the injured person, not knowing why, quickly give him a flattering smile.

So even though his condition was worse than before, and he finally had some difficulty breathing like a normal person, it was not too obvious. Every few steps he took to pull someone, he would lower his eyes to the ground, breathe hard, and count, "151."

"152,"

"153~"

When he found the people waiting outside the area, he smiled again, which clearly showed that he was in a good mood, and transferred the injured people over. He also reminded, "This gentleman's wheelchair cannot be taken out. Please send someone to carry him. Before you go down, carry this gentleman on your back to give him oxygen."

"There are still people inside. I'll go back again."

As he spoke, Ichijo Mirai's eyes moved a few times, and he smiled again, even speaking human words for once, praising like a sunny savior, "You guys are so good, you actually knew to wait outside instead of coming in, was it Matsuda's order or Morobushi's order?"

"I guess it's Morobushi. If Matsuda gave the order, he might want you to pull me out and beat me up... Hey, Matsuda, why are you clenching your fists? Are you eager to push wheelchairs for the poor people? Wow, you're so kind!"

He ignored the hash mark on Matsuda Jinpei's forehead and waved his hand with a smile, "The second collapse will begin in seven or eight minutes. The corridor will not collapse. You can stop here and start cleaning up as soon as the collapse stops."

"If I go back now, I can almost catch up and protect the last person..."

"154."

Ichijo Future counted again, smiling even more. He looked at Zhufu Jingguang and the others, and then at the police officers who were busy carrying the trapped people. His eyes were very kind and gentle, like a player looking at the NPC who was automatically moving bricks in an infrastructure game, "Everyone is great."

Those police officers didn't know the appearance of a dog who would not be a human in the future, so when they heard the praise from the savior whose reputation they had heard of, they all looked flattered.

Before they could bow in response, Future waved, "I'm going in."

He turned around and said without even looking back, "Oh, by the way, don't follow me, I'm talking about you two."

Morobushi Kagemitsu and Matsuda Jinpei stopped and tried to follow.

The man who lost his wheelchair looked at them and said to comfort them: "There is a middle school student in there. Compared to me, it will be easy for that gentleman to carry him out."

His tone was filled with awe and fear. "That gentleman is amazing. He doesn't even look like a human being... He is very relaxed when entering and exiting the fire scene. Don't worry, he will definitely rescue that middle school student."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was more concerned about a key word that would be specifically warned of twice in the future: the second collapse.

They were not allowed to enter because Ichijo Future believed that a second collapse might result in the death of those who entered.

But he went in by himself.

Even though they have been together for a long time and already knew that there would be a future where he would frantically test the characteristics of Dapeng Zhan Chi on the brink of death, Zhu Fu Jingguang still couldn't help frowning.

After everyone else went down, the floor became quiet again, with only him and Jinpei Matsuda staring at the corridor in silence.

After a minute or two of silence, Matsuda Jinpei said, "They said it was dangerous and wouldn't let us in, but we went in anyway. What?"

His eyes grew dim, "We can only listen to him."

Because one future is right.

Several experiences have told me this: no matter how bizarre or incredible it is, we must listen to the future, because he is right. He is like a prophet who has opened his eyes and glimpsed the future in the long flow of time. Only by listening to him can we move towards the optimal solution.

The consequences of not listening to him...

The first thing he has to face is the revenge of his great savior classmate and a sudden surge in blood pressure.

It's the same this time.

Moreover, they didn't know the situation inside. If they followed in, it would distract Ichijou from the critical moment of rescuing the last trapped person, wasting some of the already precious time.

Zhu Fujingguang's eyes moved, and when he was about to speak, he noticed a subtle feeling coming from the ground.

Almost at the same time, a roar was heard not far away, "Boom!"

The building shook a few times.

To people outside the building, it was just two large shakes and did not collapse, which was acceptable. However, to people inside the building who felt the collapse personally, it was like the world was rumbling and shaking.

In a roar that seemed to last particularly long, the smoke was dispersed by heavy objects and then gathered together again with great difficulty. Some of the thick smoke spread out of the building through the gap in the corridor. The fog in the corridor was thinner than before, and visibility was also improved.

The staircase was blocked again.

Morofushi Keimitsu and Matsuda Jinpei hurriedly cleared the obstacles, frequently looking towards the corridor while clearing.

Finally, when the cleanup was halfway done, a sound came from deep in the corridor; it was footsteps.

But the footsteps were not slow but steady like the previous two times, but rather the sound of hurried, running, rolling and crawling footsteps.

This is not the sound of future footsteps.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's brows, which had just relaxed, frowned again before he could even form a smile. He looked in the direction where the voice came from.

A few seconds later, a figure ran out from the thick smoke of the ruins. It was a young child, probably in junior high school. He had bruises on his body, a dirty face, a splatter of blood near his jaw, and a panicked expression.

He fell down, and got up in a hurry. The moment he saw someone, his eyes lit up, and then dimmed, "Officer Zhu, Officer Zhu Fu?"

There was no need to clean up. The child had already taken the initiative to get into the corridor through the narrow gap. He was still panicked. He was at a loss and couldn't control his mouth. He just said instinctively: "We are trapped. I, the one who just collapsed again, the officer who came to rescue us and I were trapped. He threw me down and said,"

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"Don't cry," said a future voice, "Run, No. 156, run out along the blood on the ground."

He was like a person who had been hiking in the desert for more than ten days and saw the edge of the desert, or a person who had been drifting on the sea for half a month and saw the land. He said with deep affection, "You will definitely survive."

for sure.

If you don't run away, the mission will be frozen when there is only one person left. Next time, I will break your legs first.

(End of this chapter)