Haihara Ai and Conan looked at each other.

Conan pretends to be a child, and Haihara Ai despises him.

“…”

Very naked dissatisfaction.

Conan complained in his mind, wasn't he just perfunctory about your situation with Noriko Amamiya?!

But he can't tell this little girl Noriko Amamiya to join the battle, right?

"Sister Noriko, she's fine. There's also Police Officer Takagi and the venue staff over there. They all seem to be pretty reliable people."

Conan could only choose what he could say, and then ran to find a way to solve the congestion problem at the door.

It's difficult, the gunfire from behind will sound from time to time, and it always feels like it's getting closer and closer.

An oppressive feeling of invisible fear piled heavily in everyone's hearts. People were crowded together and the air was stuffy, giving people the illusion that they couldn't breathe.

It was already dark outside at this time, and taking a breath of the cool night breeze was completely different from being inside.

And it's safe outside.

A group of people were crowded, and the more crowded they became, the harder it was to get out immediately. The door frame was completely squeezed, and the glass door cracked.

Conan asked Xiaolan to lift himself up and look over there. If the glass door cracked, people would be able to get out quickly, but he didn't know how much they would be scratched by the glass.

"Officer Megure, what should we do now?"

Minami Takayama looked over there anxiously. Most of the people present were her fans.

"Ah, it's too difficult. Give way. I'm a policeman. Let me pass. Don't panic or crowd!"

Officer Megu wanted to push his way to the front, but it was so chaotic that no one could hear him, or he was afraid that the fat man would escape before them.

Mumu Shisan was squeezed back in a very embarrassed state. The current situation was many times more difficult than maintaining order in a football field by himself.

"Miss Minami, they can't even hear what I say."

The scene was so noisy that Megure Thirteen could only shout to Takayama Minami.

Conan next to him was moved when he heard this and turned to look at the mixing room next to the stage.

"Miss Minami, use our singing to calm them down."

Takayama Minami looked at Conan and suddenly realized that if it was Conan's powerful singing voice...

The group of people quickly ran to the mixing room. Takayama Minami was more familiar with it. She directly connected the music on this stage to the broadcast channel of the entire venue.

Then they looked at each other, and Conan took a deep breath. This time, he can do it.

After a while——

"@!#$%^&*(!@#$%^^&*()——"

Takayama Minami and Conan have two very similar voices, but they sing the same song in completely different tones, as different as heaven and earth, and clouds and mud.

On the one hand, there is Minami Takayama's slightly neutral singing voice. The lyrics are clear, caring about the fans' emotions, and she sings them delicately.

On the one hand, Conan feels good about himself and his voice is infinitely out of tune...

Inside the venue.

Wearing a singing outfit that she had changed into from the locker room, Noriko Amamiya was jogging in the corridor. Suddenly, a half-angel, half-demon song sounded from the radio in the corner of the corridor ceiling.

“…”

Amamiya Noriko twitched her lips, ran a few steps and kicked the loudspeaker into pieces.

Don't torture me, torture others.

There may be something wrong with this Conan, although he probably wanted to calm down the crowd at the gate.

Negative, forced to calm down.

"Maybe it will work."

Amamiya Noriko continued to run towards Takagi Wataru and Amuro Toru, but after taking only a few steps, she saw two people running out from the corner in front.

"Miss, it's very dangerous here, leave now!"

Seeing that there were still people here, Takagi shouted quickly, and after the two of them ran around the corner, two gunshots were fired, hitting the wall behind them.

It's the sound of the drug traffickers' guns. It's different from the guns of the American mercenaries. You can hear it.

"I've already caught up."

Conan's football and the locked doors didn't seem to hold him back for long.

Amamiya Noriko looked panicked, turned around and ran away so quickly that Takagi Wataru and Amuro Toru looked at each other, and then hurriedly chased after her.

However, after turning a corner in the corridor and still not seeing the woman, Toru Amuro subconsciously looked back at the rooms in this corridor.

Didn't the woman panic and hide in the room?

It would be okay if she was not discovered. If the two drug dealers opened the door of the room and found her, they would probably kill her.

Toru Amuro frowned, and Takagi Wataru called him, and went to the front to think of a way to stop the drug dealers who were chasing after him.

Hearing this, Toru Amuro thought for a while, and that was right. They were attracting attention in front of them, and the drug dealers didn't have time to go to each room to open and look. There were even more ferocious American mercenaries chasing them.

Thinking of this, he turned around and continued running. Takagi Wataru was also considered his colleague, although one was an undercover police officer and the other was a criminal police officer.

The two of them fought side by side for a while, and the organization could also say that he had a good relationship with the police officers and acted conveniently...

After Takagi Wataru and Amuro passed through, hurried footsteps followed shortly after, accompanied by the cursing of the leading drug dealer.

He had exhausted all his patience at this time, his sunken eyes revealed madness, and he always felt like he could still hear the curses of the Yankees who were chasing him behind him.

"Damn it! Bastard! If you cause trouble for me in front, these stupid Americans will catch up!"

"Boss, how about we go into a room and hide for a while!"

His remaining men couldn't help but make noises, because both of them had poor hearing, so the communication had to be made louder.

"You are also an idiot. What's the use of hiding in your room now? Wait until the police surround each room of the venue and they still won't arrest you? It's better to sneak into the crowd or capture hostages!"

The boss of the drug dealer lectured him quickly without stopping. Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many people who saw them, he chased them and killed those few. After putting away the gun, he was safe once he got into the crowd!

"Damn Americans, are you sick of coming to Japan to fight against drugs?!"

He still doesn't understand why the Americans behind them are chasing them. Are they trying to steal their goods?

This black eats the black cubs.

He cursed a beast again in Japanese. He was too lazy to speak and ran quickly. Fortunately, he didn't take many drugs and his health was okay.

The younger brother behind him was much weaker, hanging behind him gasping for air, barely able to stay behind.

The drug dealer boss was thinking about leaving him behind to attract firepower, but looked back to see if he could follow.

This glance made his pupils dilate and he opened his mouth.

A woman from the rooms on both sides of the corridor pushed open the door and stepped out, reaching out with one arm to hold down her younger brother's head, and then banged the door on the other side very loudly.

There are many rooms in the Budokan, and the doors are not all very thick, so the thickness of this solid wood composite door is not high.

The drug dealer boss saw that his younger brother still had a frightened expression and he hit his head on the door, rolled his eyes and lost consciousness, and the door was knocked down directly.

The image was so impactful that he couldn't help but shout angrily, otherwise he felt like he would be frightened.

"asshole!!"

He stepped back very decisively, raised his hand, and pointed the gun at the opponent.

But very quickly, he discovered that this woman's movements were as beautiful as her face.

After actually opening the door and coming out to deal with his younger brother with one hand, he lowered his body slightly and sprinted towards him with all his strength.

Before he raised his gun and took aim, Amamiya Noriko's foot had already arrived and kicked him solidly in the chest.

Feeling like being hit by a car, the drug dealer's body flew backwards and hit the wall at the corner of the corridor with a bang.

He gritted his teeth with extremely strong willpower, endured the severe pain that felt like his whole body was falling apart, and reluctantly opened his eyes.

There was a buzzing in my ears, but there was also the crisp sound of boots hitting the floor at a leisurely frequency.

Step by step, she approached a woman who was wearing an idol singing outfit and had ridiculous strength.

Amamiya Noriko used her Baileys face to show concern and asked softly: "Mr. scumbag drug dealer, are you alive? Don't die. You must cooperate with the police to make a record and confess all your drug dealings."

Woolen cloth."

"Sister, I hate drugs the most."

Noriko Amamiya suggested to him gently: "But Japan's drug trafficking sentencing standards are too mild, with the maximum being only ten years. So, are you interested in traveling abroad?"

After saying that, she saw the drug dealer's teeth loosened, wisps of blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, and a pair of eyes staring at her fiercely.

Because drug trafficking is currently not punishable by death in Japan, the maximum is only ten years in prison. With some connections, you may even be released from prison early.

"Huh? Let's walk~"

Noriko Amamiya raised her hand and used her gloved hand to rub his neck.
To be continued...