The moment the homeless man opened the door, the car burst into flames and made a violent explosion. All this happened in just a moment, and the surprised expression on the homeless man's face had not had time to change before it was already engulfed in flames.

The homeless man was in the center of the explosion, so it would be difficult to find the debris. Looking at the Porsche 356a that had turned into a fireball not far away, and feeling the heat wave coming from the fireball, Gin snorted and turned away.

When Vodka saw his elder brother leaving, he quickly followed him. After walking a few steps, he looked back at the still burning wreckage and snorted as well.

....

Just after Guangyou was bandaged, Guangyou heard an explosion in the music in his ears, but he didn't show any joy or disappointment on his face. It was still difficult to kill Gin with such a simple thing.

Why did Guangyou do it if he couldn't be killed?

To put it simply, it’s just two words, disgusting. It just disgusts Ginjiu and makes him hate him. Anyway, it’s enough. I believe Ginjiu won’t care if I add a little more.

As for the big guy Kosuke Vodka next to Gin, I certainly didn't underestimate him. Being able to get a code name wouldn't be very profitable, but being around Gin all the time may have reduced his sense of existence.

Guangyou nodded: "Although the Vodka guy does not have a high IQ, he is still a strong player from a physical point of view."

"What are you thinking about? Is it related to the explosion just now?" Xiao Ai asked softly.

"Hey, he blew up Gin's car." Guangyou raised his eyebrows, his disgusting goal was achieved, and he felt slightly happy at this time.

"He seems to own several Porsche 356a." Xiao Ai thought for a moment and then said, "But you still managed to disgust him, but you have to be careful. He is a person who will retaliate for his anger."

Guangyou nodded indifferently. He also understood what kind of person Gin was and fully understood the consequences of his actions. However, the two of them represented different camps. Maybe they would reconcile their relationship in the future, but now this

The possibility is almost zero.

It's impossible for Gin to be an undercover agent, right? If he is really an undercover agent, wouldn't Renya Karasuma be autistic?

Of course, if something like that happens, Guangyou would be very happy to see it. After all, the two of them are currently enemies. The best way to describe it is as dog bites dog.

But Guangyou also knew that he could only think about this in his dreams.

"Boy, don't you know that action is dangerous?"

Uncle Maoli looked at Guangyou with gauze wrapped around his arm and was a little worried, "How are you doing? Is there any problem?"

After seeing Guangyou shaking his head, Uncle Maori straightened his expression and criticized: "I won't do this next time, and why did you get together with that guy Kidd?"

Picking up the top hat on the side, Uncle Maori looked at Guangyou's outfit carefully: "Kid, do you know who Kidd is?"

"It's Brother Shinichi." Guangyou suddenly said this.

"Nani!"

At the same time, Conan, Xiaolan, Uncle Maori, and Ayumi all said these two words in unison.

"Okay, I'm just teasing you." Guangyou waved his hand and smiled.

Hearing this, Xiaolan nodded: "Let's just say, how could that guy Shinichi be Kidd? That guy Shinichi has low emotional intelligence and poor skills, how could he be Kidd."

Conan rolled his eyes, wondering whether this was a compliment or a scold.

Among the crowd, only Uncle Maori nodded secretly, with a thought in his mind: "There are indeed some similarities, they are both so stinky."

"Boom!"

The loud noise made Uncle Maori look up at the upper part of the Twin Towers skyscraper, and suddenly he shouted in pain: "My car!"

Only then did he remember the red convertible sports car he won the lottery. Unfortunately, that sports car had already said goodbye to him. It was probably broken into pieces now. It would be nice if there was a finished piece to leave him in his thoughts.

At least this is his first car of his own, and it's also very high-end.

Uncle Maori sniffed hard, his eyes full of pity. Just when Uncle Maori was feeling uncomfortable, Mio Tokiwa, who had escaped long ago, smiled and said: "Don't worry, Senior Maori, our Tokiwa Foundation will give you another gift later."

A car passed by."

"Really?" Uncle Mouri suddenly became excited. His dream of a luxury car appeared again, and 99% of it has been completed. He still believes in the Tokiwa Group or Mio Tokiwa. After all, they are all alumni and they have a great career.

I don't really care about that.

Didn’t you see that Mio’s face was still so calm when she saw that the building she finally built was almost destroyed?

Mio was actually not as calm as everyone thought. At this time, she was still a little worried, because there might be opposition voices in the city for this maintenance. The cost was okay, but the people above didn't know how to spend it.

Oki Iwamatsu is also dead. This problem hangs in Mio's heart like a sharp sword. The cost of maintenance is a trivial matter, especially for the entire twin-tower skyscraper, the cost is simply too cheap.

"Police officer, I surrender. I was the one who killed Omu Yansong."

A slightly old voice suddenly sounded. Officer Mumu looked at Ruyue Fengshui in front of him. After being stunned for a while, he asked: "Did you really kill him? Why did you kill him?"

Feng Shui's face was very calm: "I killed him because he allowed the Twin Towers skyscraper to be built. I lived on the top of that mountain. Because I was old, I bought that mountain in order to paint Mount Fuji and painted it on the top of the mountain.

There was a house built on top, so I could see the entire Mount Fuji directly, but because of this building, it blocked my view, and I was confused and killed."

"I approached him by giving him my paintings and then killed him."

"Is this also you, Mr. Yuan Jiaming?" Officer Megure solemnly remembered every word Ruyue Fengshui said.

Feng Shui shook his head: "He is not me. I found him dead when I passed by, and then I smashed the small wine glass next to him."

"Because the smashed shot glass represents Mount Fuji, which was split into two." Conan said solemnly.

Fengshui nodded, turned to Mio, who was a little surprised, and said, "I hope I can see that studio in my lifetime and be able to paint a picture. I'm sorry, Mio."

After that, he turned around and got into the police car. Takagi, who was holding handcuffs at the side, was also very embarrassed. This time the prisoner was too honest, and he made some mistakes that he couldn't guard against.

What happened next had nothing to do with Guangyou and his group. It was quite late, so everyone stayed in Building B, which was still intact. They planned to stay in the hotel in Building B for one night and go to the police station tomorrow.

The hall records the confession.

Although there were many empty rooms, so many things happened tonight. Xiaolan and Yuanzi decided that it would be better to stay in one room first. Even though they said this, Yuanzi was actually a little scared and held on to Xiaolan.
Chapter completed!