Escaping the Black Clothes Organization! Kneel, flower evaluation ticket
"There he is! Catch him!"
Fuuma Yusuke crouched down and rolled into the bottom of a car. He quickly turned to the manhole cover from the other side and went into the sewer.
The pursuers were getting closer and closer. Fortunately, Gin, who was personally leading the team, was tripped by Kudo Shinichi.
Not long ago, Gin was discovered by this famous high school detective when he was on a mission and he was forced to drink APTX4869. Initially, Fuuma didn't pay much attention to it. However, he didn't expect to receive news from Gin yesterday that the famous detective had appeared again.
Fuuma suddenly realized that this was the perfect opportunity he had been looking for. He took advantage of Gin's distraction to escape. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to escape from the organization so easily.
He deliberately chose to escape during the time when Gin was not around, but he did not expect to be discovered by these guys.
Yuusuke Fuuma clicked his tongue in displeasure as he covered his nose and walked carefully in the sewers.
He had investigated this road beforehand and planned the route. As long as he turned a corner, he would be able to get into the car that he had prepared. At that time, he would be able to fly in the sky and jump in the sea.
As long as he could bring out what he had, whether to let a small traitor like him go or let the secret of the organization be made public, anyone with a little brain would understand the pros and cons.
After all, he didn't want much. He only wanted freedom.
Leaving the organization was a top priority for Fuuma. After collecting enough evidence, he was no longer interested in staying. He was an outstanding graduate of the police academy, but he had been sent to this mysterious black organization as an undercover. If he hadn't been attracted by the so-called honor and generous benefits, why would he want to continue working?
Seeing that the exit was right in front of him, Breeze's tense heart relaxed a little. He lifted the manhole cover and was about to jump out.
All of a sudden, a voice came from above the manhole cover.
"As expected, he ran this way. Don't let him escape!”
How could this be? There was actually an ambush at the exit that he had carefully planned?!
Fuuma hurriedly put down the manhole cover and wanted to retreat. Unexpectedly, a black object suddenly fell from the tiny hole in the manhole cover.
Fuuma Yusuke's pupils constricted as he watched the object smash in front of him. He had nowhere to dodge.
With a loud bang, Fuuma Yusuke's vision turned black and he lost consciousness.
The people on the ground were not in a hurry to enter the sewers. The extremely dense marsh gas inside was no joke. They were hunting down traitors, not committing suicide. Instead of waiting to fight Yusuke Fuuma, who was like a trapped beast, it was better to catch him after he completely lost his ability to resist.
Time passed. Half an hour later, Fuuma Yusuke sat up and shook his head. He could smell the stench of the sewer and frowned at the dark scene around him.
Where was this place? Why was it so smelly?
He blinked in confusion, and his head suddenly stung.
"Ahhhhh!"
He rolled around in the sewage, and his head felt like it was about to split open. He couldn't help but scream in pain.
The people guarding the ground wanted to go down, but when they heard Feng Jian's scream, they stopped in their tracks, afraid that this was a trap.
As one of the most famous people in the organization, Yuusuke Fuuma, codenamed Pure Malt Whisky, was not a kind person. They did not want to go down and die, so they lengthened the waiting time to give Fuuma a chance to catch his breath.
"Where…where the f * ck is this?"
After a long time, Fuuma Yusuke climbed to the steps at the side and panted. He no longer cared about the smell of the stinking sewers and cursed fiercely.
The language he spoke was not Yamato, but Chinese.
The real Fuuma Yuusuke had already died from the impact of the marsh gas. The nervous escape and the gunshot wound he had just suffered had caused him to die just like that, benefiting the souls of the dead in the distant space and time.
The nameless soul hit his head. The sudden addition of memories in his mind made him feel very uncomfortable, but it was also these memories that allowed him to understand the situation in front of him.
He had actually become a Yamato clansman?
He did not expect that he would become the person he hated the most in the past. However, the most important thing now was not this, but his life.
Fuuma Yuusuke was currently being pursued. If he did not find the next exit, he would be killed by his " colleagues " who had fought alongside him on the ground!
As a man who used to be an ordinary citizen, he did not know what to do even though he had Yusuke Fuuma's memories.
However, he couldn't think of a way out even if he sat there. Although he was worried that there might be people guarding the nearby manhole cover, he had to give it a try.
The man got up and walked deeper into the sewer with the help of the faint red warning light.
There were too many memories in his mind, making him feel a little dizzy. He really didn't have the mood to think about why a dead person like him would appear here, nor could he figure out why he had other people's memories.
As he went deeper, the man's thoughts gradually became clearer, and his memories were sorted out.
It was as if he was Yusuke Fuuma, but he had the thoughts of another person.
However, the man did not stop. He wanted to find the next exit that was most likely to escape.
At this moment, an explosion sounded from the manhole cover ten meters away from him. The sound of gunpowder explosion shocked him.
Could it be that the life force was here? There was always a way out.
The man, who had now accepted his identity as Fuuma Yusuke, climbed up the stairs of the sewer and gently lifted the manhole cover to check his surroundings.
This was a very common car accident. It was less than five meters away from the manhole cover. The car that was involved in the accident was emitting black smoke from the collision. Now, it was even on fire. There was a figure lying in the driver's seat. It was unknown if he was dead or alive.
Fuuma carefully checked his surroundings to see if there was anyone around. After confirming that there were only onlookers, he quickly came out.
Could it be that he had escaped so easily? Before he could rejoice, he saw the figure in the car and was stunned.
This person looked familiar. He seemed to be called-
Wasn't this person Kobayashi Sumiko?
Yuusuke Fuuma's eyes widened. He realized that his familiarity with these people was a little abnormal. If he was Fuuma Yusuke, he would not have noticed this ordinary woman.
As someone who had watched Conan grow up and loved mystery comics, even the long series of TV animations couldn't kill his passion for the main storyline. He knew the supporting characters that he was familiar with like the back of his hand.
He, a soul, had actually transmigrated into Conan's world?!
The sudden surprise stunned the man who had just escaped.
The people from the Black Clothes Organization might still be nearby. He looked hesitantly at the unconscious woman in the driver's seat. Should he save her?
She was Conan's form teacher! Although she wasn't a beauty, she was still an important character.
After struggling for a moment, she walked toward the car. The fire in the car was still burning. If it burned the fuel tank, it would not be an ordinary small explosion.
When the onlookers saw him, they covered their noses, overwhelmed by the stench of the sewers. He didn't mind. He walked to the door and tried to open it, but he couldn't because the door was deformed.
What should he do? Fuuma looked around, picked up a rock, and smashed the windshield in front of the car, trying to save Kobayashi Sumiko from inside.
Fortunately, the left side of the car was severely deformed. Because the Yamato clan's cars were all on the right side of the driver's seat, he could drag and carry the person out without any hindrance.
Just as Fuuma was gasping for breath, one or two people who had learned first aid finally came up from the crowd. They did not mind the stench on his body and went forward to perform CPR.
Hearing the sound of an ambulance coming from afar, Fuuma heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to stand up and leave, he felt dizzy.
A patch of darkness spread before his eyes. At first, Fuuma thought that he was going to faint, but he did not expect a black slate to appear before his eyes. However, other than looking at the stone slab, he could not do anything. Then, a line of words appeared at the top of the stone slab.
Activating Criminal System-
What was this? Before Fuuma could take a closer look, he really fainted. He only had time to see the doctor carrying the stretcher out of the ambulance parked at the side.
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