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"So in order to prevent accidents, basically everyone didn't stay here. Basically, they just fooled around and made fireworks that could make fire and then left directly."

"..."

ha?

Naruhodou Ryuichi stared silently at the fireworks ball in front of him that was already bigger than his face.

real or fake?

He has already worked so hard, but now he is told that the others have no intention of participating at all...

"Well, what, actually, I think the fireworks display is pretty good too!"

Phoenix Ryuichi's words shocked Komaeda Nagito: "Mr. Phoenix, are you serious? This is an activity that the program team asked us to do. No matter how you think about it, there must be a conspiracy?"

"No, no, no, Komaeda, I think we really need to find an activity to get closer to each other!" Wright said with red eyes: "You're just kidding, this is my hard work [Bluff Pill] , how could it be wiped out so easily!" After all, the villa has been very boring recently as you said, Komaeda. Everyone should have an activity to relax their depressed mood.

"Mr. Naruhodou, you have spoken out your heart..." Nagito Komaeda looked at the red-eyed Cheng Bucheng with a subtle smile on his face: "And you actually gave the fireworks a name. ah......"

"Komaeda, what do you mean by that? Are you looking down on my family's bluff?!" Ryuichi Wright, who was already a little delirious from staying up all night to rub fireworks, hugged his fireworks ball tightly and cried: " This kid works very hard!”

"There are so many flaws, I don't even know where to start..."

Even Komaeda Nagito couldn't stand it anymore. In the end, he could only point to the small door next to him: "Speaking of which, Mr. Gin seems to be experimenting with his fireworks in the back. Do you want to go over and have a look?"

Chapter 323 Gin: Art is explosion!

"Gin...?"

Hearing the name of this dangerous man, Wright reluctantly regained his sanity.

This guy who wears all black all day long is a brutal terrorist. According to Miyano Akemi, he is the kind of villain who kills people like crazy.Unlike him who sincerely made fireworks, there was no telling what Gin would do if he got the dangerous items in the material room.

You must know that fireworks also require gunpowder. Skilled people can easily turn this kind of thing used to entertain the public into a crazy killing machine with just some processing.

The explosion in Abdel’s room a few days ago is still vivid in my mind!

No, I have to go and have a look...

Thinking of this, Wright Patted his face to cheer himself up, and then he and Nagito Komaeda pushed out the door and came to the back of the house.

This is a large flat snowfield, and it seems to have been cleared by something. It is specially used for them to try setting off fireworks. The thick snow has been flattened, and they can move around as they please.

And in the white snow, the black figure standing there is so conspicuous.

Gin stood in the cold wind and smoked a cigarette. In front of him was a thin black line that extended into the snow far away until it disappeared.

Aren't you going to experiment with fireworks?Where are the fireworks…

Phoenix Ryuichi couldn't find Gin's fireworks box despite being observant for a long time. Finally, he had no choice but to step forward and talk to Gin: "Good morning, Mr. Gin, what are you doing? ?”

Hearing this, Gin just gave Wright a cold look, then continued to squint at the rolling snowfields in the distance and smoked a cigarette.

In this awkward silence, just after Phoenix felt that Gin didn't want to talk to him at first, Gin suddenly spoke up after finishing his cigarette: "Didn't that white-haired boy tell you before? What is this nonsense about?”

"Uh......"

Wright subconsciously wanted to see Nagito Komaeda's reaction next to him, but found that there was no one around him. It wasn't until he turned to look at the house behind him that he discovered the man standing in the small door looking at him with a smile. Nagito Komaeda.

'Come on, Mr. Wright~'

Nagito Komaeda, who was hiding behind the door, said this, then clenched his fists and made a cheering gesture to Phoenix Wright before sneaking back into the room.

Komaeda, you are plotting against me!

But no matter how much Ryūichi's heart breaks down, he definitely doesn't dare to show it in front of Gin, a guy who kills without blinking an eye, so in the end he can only turn his head tremblingly: "Hahaha, it seems. Yes...Then I won’t disturb you, I’m leaving first——"

"You can't go."

As soon as Wright turned around, the cold gaze from behind made him shudder and he stopped stiffly.

"Didn't you come here to watch the fireworks?"

The trembling Phoenix Ryūichi saw Gin's mouth open in a cold arc, and casually flicked the cigarette butt from his fingertips: "Then let's watch, the so-called fireworks——"

The next moment, Gin took out the small button connected to the thin wire on the ground from his arms and pressed it hard.

Boom! ! !

With a loud noise, the snow-white earth in the distance suddenly rose, and then red flames exploded with a deafening roar. The surrounding snow rose into the sky under the explosion of the shock wave, and covered the sky in all directions like a sandstorm all over the sky!

"WHAT'SUP!?!"

Ryūichi Naruhodou stared blankly at the mushroom cloud rising in the distance. Even the snow flying from a distance and hitting his face could not change his open mouth.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Unlike Phoenix Ryuichi who was completely petrified, Gin, who had created the big explosion himself, looked at the fireball rising in the distance and just nodded calmly.

Putting the skills I used to blow up buildings into fireworks are still as sharp as expected. It seems that I can make another one according to this recipe later.

but......

Gin squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. The flames of the explosion had gradually disappeared, leaving only a large melted crater where the snow hills were, exposing the rocks.

Most of the idiots in this villa are not vigilant. Maybe they can move the buried position closer to the direction of the crowd when installing bombs - no, installing fireworks...

Although assembly voting is indeed a restriction for him, but isn't it okay if he just needs to kill all the people before they start the assembly?

Just when Gin began to think about the specific implementation method, a helpless female voice suddenly sounded behind him and Phoenix Wright: "Mr. Gin, are these your fireworks?"

"Is there any problem?" Gin looked back at Margaret who suddenly appeared, and snorted: "Art is an explosion."

"The problem is big. The event we organized this time is to allow everyone to get closer to each other. It is a harmonious and friendly event. Your fireworks explosion is too powerful and may injure people watching at the fireworks display. So please don’t make items like this, folks.”

"What if I say no?" Gin lit a cigarette and squinted at the woman in front of him.

"The program team will not interfere with your behavior unless necessary. If you insist on doing so, I have no choice..." Margaret said calmly: "It's just my suggestion."

Chapter 324

In the end, Gin did not challenge Margaret's authority. He just snorted coldly and turned away.

After all, although this woman says she won't take any action, who knows if she will wear small shoes for herself behind the scenes?

When your life is in the hands of others, it is best not to show your useless backbone.

As soon as Gin left, the crowd in the villa also hurriedly arrived.

Gin's bomb was so spectacular that everyone else thought there was another incident and rushed over as quickly as possible. Some people didn't even tidy up their clothes.

"In the end what happened......?"

Looking at the spectacular crater in the snow, Christina was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that Gin just tested his fireworks." Wright shrugged pretending to be relaxed, but in his heart he was once again convinced that Gin was indeed a terrorist.

He can easily whip out such a powerful bomb. When he was on Earth, this guy was probably not the kind of vicious criminal who would directly fly an armed plane to shoot up Tokyo Tower!

After some explanations by Naruhodou Ryuichi and Komaeda Nagito, everyone was still in shock, but after learning that nothing happened, they returned to their villas very dissatisfied, and of course they kept talking about Qin. Wine complaints.

Only one person remained in the crowd, and he looked worried.

"Ms. Miyano, what are you thinking about?" Ryūichi Naruhodou walked over curiously and asked.

In the chaotic situation just now, Miyano Akemi was the first to arrive. At that time, Wright noticed that she did not run from the villa, but directly opened the small door of the studio.

Apparently the beautiful lady also chose to stay in the studio to finish her fireworks like he did.

"Did you stay in the studio yesterday?"

Miyano Akemi, who was approached by Naruhodou Ryuichi, came to her senses belatedly and nodded in a daze: "Yes, I want to try to see if I can get the so-called prize... ."

Speaking of this, Miyano Akemi felt a little depressed: "This program team has so many magical powers. If it can win the grand prize, my sister might..."

I feel like my feelings are going to be heavy. Should I change the topic?

Sensing the low-pressure aura around Miyano Akemi, Phoenix Wright quickly changed the subject: "Were you thinking about something just now? I see that you have been staring at that hole."

"Ah, this..." When mentioning this, Miyano Akemi seemed a little hesitant, as if she didn't know whether to talk about it or not: "I am worried about something, but if I say this, it may It seems that I am..."

"Don't worry, Miss Miyano, I won't do that." Wright waved his hand.

"Actually, I was worried about whether Gin would take advantage of the fireworks display to do something..." Miyano Akemi pointed at the big pit and bit her lip: "These are the so-called fireworks he made. They are basically bombs." .”

"That guy is a lunatic. He would blow up an entire building without hesitation just to kill one person."

"If he secretly moved the so-called fireworks he made a little further away from the audience during the fireworks display..."

After hearing Miyano Akemi's conjecture, Wright thought about the scene subconsciously, and then suddenly shuddered.

"Yeah, it shouldn't be. No matter what, I wouldn't do such a thing -" Phoenix Wright wanted to comfort himself like this, but he couldn't help but think of Gin's cold and indifferent attitude when he set off the fireworks just now. Thinking eyes.

It seems really not impossible!

In the end, Naruhodou Ryuichi could only say: "Let everyone stand farther away..."

"This is the only way." Miyano Akemi sighed helplessly, turned and walked towards the villa.

She concentrated on doing crafts in the studio for a day. Although she was also a member of the KB organization, she was still a little tired from such high-intensity work.

After all, she is just a handyman, not a lunatic like Gin who does bomb blasting every day...

Looking at Miyano Akemi's leaving figure, Phoenix Wright yawned belatedly.He was really a little tired now after spending all day in the studio making fireworks.

Komaeda, who had tricked him into looking for Gin, has now disappeared. This kid really came here specifically to make himself uncomfortable...

Oh, forget it, just go to sleep.

-

A dreamless night - although Phoenix Phoenix wanted to say this, it may have been that Gin's fireworks left such a deep psychological shadow on him. In his dreams, he always felt that he was being shot at by Gin's helicopter, so Totally restless sleep.

When he opened his eyes, it was only around three in the afternoon, and he had only slept for five or six hours at best.

Although his head was very groggy due to lack of sleep, the continuous nightmares made Phoenix Phoenix completely lose interest in continuing to sleep, and he finally reluctantly chose to get up.

After washing up, Phoenix Ryuichi casually pulled off two pieces of clothes. He wandered out of his room like a ghost due to lack of sleep.

Anyway, let’s eat something first and then continue to work on our own fireworks. I already made most of them yesterday, and I should be able to finish it with a little more oil today.

When passing by the lobby on the first floor, he said hello to Kishibe Rohan and Kayaba Akihiko who were guarding the snitch. Phoenix Wright yawned and walked into the leisure area, ready to go to the bar to find something to eat.

Now he really doesn't have the energy to cook for himself, so finding some bread to fill his stomach is his limit——

The moment he arrived at the bar, Phoenix's brows furrowed.

Something is wrong.

There seemed to be some weird murderous intent in the air.

If this weird killing intent could be more specific, it would be...

"What? It stinks!"

Yes, there seemed to be a strange odor gradually dissipating in the air. Wright's mind, which was still a little confused at first, suddenly came to his senses under the impact of the stench. He subconsciously held his breath and covered his nose. He quickly ran towards the direction where the smell came from.

The direction of the smell was right next to the bar, or to be more precise, it was coming from the kitchen!

When Wright rushed into the kitchen door in a panic, what he saw was a red-haired girl in a white coat, holding a spoon and stirring the rice pot with some unknown object X cooking in front of her. .

Chapter 325

"K, Miss Christina?"

"Mr. Wright, good afternoon."

Seeing Phoenix Wright rushing in in a panic, Christina nodded politely: "Excuse me, what happened?"

"It's not so much what happened..."

Wright looked at the bubbling black object in the pot with a corner of his mouth twitching: "What are you doing?"

"As you can see, I'm preparing afternoon tea." Christina was very confused and didn't understand why Phoenix Wright asked such an obvious question.

In the midst of doubts, Christina's eyes suddenly lit up: "Ah, I see... Mr. Wright, you want to eat too, right?"

"Eat, what to eat..." Not expecting this development at all, Wright stammered and pointed at the stinky pot: "Is this something?"

"It would be too rude to call it that, Mr. Wright." Christina put her hands on her hips and said, "This is the apple pie I carefully made!"

Apple pie? !