It was their hands that took the door and put the driver on the accelerator and the car blared out of the gate to leave the exhaust gas in the first hospital.
Buping Jihe came to Conan and looked at this scene and froze.
Moments later, they first came to their senses and called the police officer behind them "Hurry up! Mr. Xiang Si may be in danger! "
……
Xiangsi Zongtai was very anxious to be patted on the skull by the ghost all the way.
After the car, he reluctantly relaxed to feel the speed of the car, and then felt a sudden feeling of pushing back. Mrs. Xiang Zongtai breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the driver had a quick reaction today, so he decided to leave immediately and had a bright future and deserved a raise.
….. is that the road seems to be going the wrong way.
Is this the right direction to the police station?
After thinking about it for a while, Mrs Xiang Zongtai felt that it might be that the road here is not easy to get stuck in traffic. Although it’s a little far, it can get to the police station faster-yes, it must be so.
Baishi took a look at him in the rearview mirror and suddenly felt that ghosts were really good. If he could keep them, he would hammer a few times at Professor Hirota’s skull when he checked his job …
No, no, it’s immoral. You shouldn’t think like that.
Baishi stopped thinking and went all the way to the suburbs.
After walking a long way, the ghost hammer stopped and rested.
After a short period of waking up, Taitai Xiang Zong looked out of the window and sat up straight in disbelief. "Where are you going?"
"Fengqiao Mountain Driving Training Class" came in front to answer.
The voice was calm and objective, and the words were nice and the tone was polite.
The only problem is …
That’s definitely not his driver’s voice.
Mrs. Xiang Zongtai suddenly shed a cold sweat, but his reaction was not slow. He reached into his arms and took out a gun and pointed it at the driver’s temple in front of him. "Stop!"
"Your car has a good performance." However, the driver didn’t seem to panic. He patted the steering wheel. "Do you want to experience the thrill of hitting a mountain at a speed of 125 mph?"
The talking car has reached Panshan Road.
Xiang Zongtai looked at the speed displayed in the dashboard and couldn’t press the trigger.
He is tall and inconvenient to move in the car. If he shoots the driver, will he really turn over the front seat and stop the car before falling off the cliff?
….. XiangSiZongTai think no.
The probability of survival is too low.
It’s better to talk about it, and first stabilize this horrible score that somehow got into his house.
The siren behind him was far away, but I could barely hear it. After leaving the city, the police quickly felt that persistence was victory.
He cleared his throat and forced himself to calm down. The figure in front of his mouth flashed.
Xiang Zongtai suddenly looked at the driver’s seat through the rearview mirror, and Numabuchi Kiichirou’s face appeared there!
….. Was it not just a man wearing a mask and curly hair? ?
Before the village chief Zong Taidui could figure out what happened, the car body suddenly shook violently-the car broke through the fence and drew an incomplete parabola and plunged into the beach full of rocks.
It takes only a few seconds for a few tens of meters to fall, but it’s better than waiting for death, even though I don’t know how to escape after the door.
However, it’s a pity that he can’t even get this psychological comfort-the door has long been locked.
The reef ground is getting closer and closer, and the vehicle photographed the old scorch mark in front of the ground.
….. It seems that there was a traffic accident here many years ago.
His mind gradually emerged that he was a little clearer when he was young than he is now. A burnt-out car and a tragic death were once reflected in his pupils.
Boom-
The vehicle fell to the cliff and exploded into flames.
Chasing the police car along Panshan Road, Pingji and Conan rushed to the car and looked at Fang Teng-hui and didn’t know what to say at the moment.
They didn’t rush to save people at once. First, it was too steep to go straight. Second, at this height, plus the explosion of vehicles … Masked Superman may not be able to live in the car.
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The scene was quickly taken over by firefighters and police.
After the fire was put out, two incomplete charred corpses were transported out of the driver’s seat from the fire. The legs of the corpses had strange ornaments, and Numabuchi Kiichirou was wearing pants with these ornaments in the surveillance.
Although it’s not certain that it’s him, it’s close. Anyway, Numabuchi Kiichirou is always a cannon fodder in the eyes of two detectives
Hattori took a deep breath and returned to the passenger seat with a burnt smell, looking down at the photo of the driving training class.
No one left to die until now.
This should also mean the end of the case.
Next to him, Sakata Suksuke tilted his head on the steering wheel as if he were sleeping.
But Bupingji saw a few tissues thrown at his feet, and now he still faintly blows his nose.
"Hello" Department Pingji stared at the photo. Coach Inaba stared at his face from the old imprint and looked at the back of Sakata’s head next to him.