Conan put down the receiver suspiciously and looked at the other three people in the room: "He said he stole the explosives from the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot and asked me to go to Greenland Park now to show me the evidence...I'll go over and see the situation."

As he said that, he picked up the skateboard and ran out of the door quickly.

...

The three people in the room looked at each other for a moment.

Jiang Xia remembered something and turned and left: "Then I'll go and see it too."

"Oh, okay, be careful!" With Jiang Xia following him, Dr. Agasa felt much more relieved, "If you need support, remember to call me at any time!"

Haibara Ai didn't say anything, but nodded slightly. The meaning was obviously the same as Dr. Agasa.

...

Jiang Xia went home and launched a motorcycle and went to the Greenland Park.

This park is built right next to the river bank. Although there are not many entertainment facilities, it has a huge clean lawn, and many people are visiting here.

Jiang Xia did not get close to him and parked the motorcycle under the trees outside the park.

In the lush shade of the trees, he opened the front cover of his helmet and glanced through the park, and his eyes quickly settled on several familiar children.

——Asami, Mitsuhiko, and Tomita were mixed up among a group of tourists and had a great time.

They held a remote control with a rocker in their hands, and their eyes were chasing a remote control plane in the sky, and they got this high-end toy from somewhere.

Jiang Xia glanced at it and realized something: in his impression, the beautiful remote-controlled plane was loaded with explosives of considerable amounts.

According to the current flow of people in the park...

While there was no one around, Jiang Xia took out two Shikigami from the print space and spread them in her hands.

One second later, Shikigami gradually transformed from an illusory ghost into a ball of physical puppet clay.

...

This time, Jiang Xia did not fill the elixir into the clay.

Instead, he squeezed it hard like he was clinging plasticine.

Not long after, a white dove of the same color as "clay" stopped in his palm.

Jiang Xia looked around and couldn't help but show a little disgusting look: "..."

Due to the limitations of materials and time, although this "dove" is the same as an ordinary pigeon, you can see that it is not furry at all and is just a fake.

"..." However, when it comes to good things, as long as the speed is fast enough and the flight is far enough, at first glance, except for its slightly larger size, it is actually no different from an ordinary pigeon.

No big problem.

...

This kind of small puppet is far less powerful than that of a puppet supported by a ghost elixir, and cannot withstand Jiang Xia's possession.

Fortunately, in addition to "hitting the body with your own body", the psychic master can also choose to operate remotely - for this kind of small puppet, as long as it is skillful enough, it is not much different from being possessed by consciousness.

Jiang Xia raised his hand, and the fake pigeon took off from his hand, rushing towards the direction where the remote control plane was.

...

At the same time.

Conan, who was walking on the skateboard and rushed to Greenland Park, quickly found his three friends.

Conan ran over quickly and was stunned when he saw the three of them playing with the remote control plane.

"..." In my impression, although the Youth Detective Group has a good family background, it rarely plays with such high-end toys.

Combined with the threatening call he just received, Conan suddenly had a bad premonition: "Where did this toy come from?"

The three children chased the plane in the sky and laughed: "It was given to us by an uncle wearing sunglasses and bearded!"

"...You dare to accept the things given by such a suspicious person?!" Conan jumped on his forehead, "Give me a remote control! You have to drive it into the river quickly. This remote control plane may have a bomb installed!"

Azumi was shocked: "Bomb?!"

Mitsuhiko looked suspicious: "Why did you say that?"

Yuanta looked at the remote control handed by Arimi to Conan, and felt that it was not possible. She rolled up her sleeves: "What kind of bomb, you obviously just want to play by yourself!"

The four children instantly rolled into a ball and fought for control of the remote control.

In the chaos, the remote control hit the ground and failed.

Jiang Xia was observing secretly for dozens of meters away: "..."

In my impression, the bombs on remotely controlled planes are powerful. Once the bombs explode in a dense crowd, it may cause large-scale casualties, and then form a group of ghosts full of resentment.

Catching ghosts in the ghost group is an exclusive experience that only the deadly blackened psychics dares to have. For Jiang Xia, if he encounters the ghost group, as an innocent psychic who does not want to tear his resentful souls alive, he not only cannot pick up many ghosts, but may also be stolen.

... Fortunately, I never expected these naughty kids from the beginning.

Jiang Xia looked at the white fake pigeon in the air, wanting to hide his merit and reputation to "click" and push his glasses... But he didn't have glasses, so he had to turn around and push his helmet.

...

In the green park.

Conan picked up the remote control on the ground and pressed it hard with a pale face, but he was completely unable to control the movement of the plane.

The buzzing sound approached quickly. He suddenly raised his head and saw the out-of-control remote-controlled plane, which seemed to have eyes, dived towards the densest place in the crowd.

Conan's face was pale and he squatted down suddenly, intending to take a bet, and unscrew the enhanced footwear.

But I haven't found anything that I can kick yet. In the air, a white shadow suddenly flew past - a pigeon stretched out his claws to grab the remote control plane, flapped his wings, and took it up to the sky in an instant.

"boom--"

The plane exploded into a huge ball of flames.

The violent waves of air swept away from the air, and the crowd screamed and pounced on them, and the teenage detective group was blown several times.

They covered their heads and lay on the lawn, staring blankly at the smoke rising after the explosion, and were stunned.

After a while, the three naughty children realized that they had escaped and burst into tears: "Wuwuwuwuyupi--"

Conan didn't expect that the matter would be solved like this.

He was also saddened by the dove who was brave enough to do justice, but at this time, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"..." The situation is urgent, and this is obviously not a good time to mourn the pigeons.

Conan observed a second of silence and answered the phone - this mobile phone is connected to the landline at home. The person who called was the bomb demon just now.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Conan wiped the dust off the face, frowned and asked, "What the hell do you want to do?"

The bomb demon still turned on the voice changer, and his voice was sharp and thin: "Why didn't Kudo come?"

Conan: "!"

...I've been so sorry. I forgot to turn on the voice changer just now, but now he is still using Conan's voice.

He was in a hurry to adjust the voice changer.

At this time, the Bomb Demon spoke again: "Ha, he is not planning to send a little guy like you to perfunctorily treat me."

Conan was stunned: Wait, how did the bomb demon know that Shinichi Kudo is not here? Could it be... the man was hiding nearby, monitoring this place?!

"Forget it, listen to me." The Bomb Demon was unexpectedly able to make do with it. Seeing that Conan did not answer, he snorted coldly and said to himself, "The next bomb will explode in the small square in front of Mihua Station just after 1 o'clock. If Kudo doesn't come, you will be responsible for finding it for me - since Kudo trusts you so much, if you are bombed into fireworks with the station, he will probably be willing to come out, hahaha!"

"..." Conan was silent for a second, gritted his teeth, and gave up his integrity.

He suddenly changed into the voice of a child: "Uncle, wait a moment! You only say 'in the square'. The square is so big, and a child can't find a place. Give me a tip."

Bomb Demon: "…"

...It seems to make some sense, being an opponent with a child is boring. And this is the second bomb. If it explodes now, the remaining real "feast" will not bring the shock it should have.

Thinking of this, he sneered:

"Okay, I'll just say it once-the prompt is 'under the tree', but it's not buried under the tree.

"Go quickly. If someone else takes it away, I will not be responsible for the after-sales service."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

...

"Under the tree..."

After experiencing the remote-controlled plane that just exploded, Conan no longer cared about luck - this mysterious bomb demon is probably a robber who robbed the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot.

While thinking about this tip, he rushed to the side of the road, stepped on the skateboard, and planned to rush to Mihua Station.

But at this time, Conan turned around and suddenly saw a familiar figure on the road outside the park.

——Under the street tree, Jiang Xia was sitting on the motorcycle. He seemed to have just arrived and was about to get off the bus.

Conan was stunned, suddenly came to his senses and quickly dialed Jiang Xia's number.

"Hey?" Jiang Xia quickly picked up, and a calm and reliable voice came from the receiver, "Are you okay? How is the situation?"

"The situation is fine, no casualties are happening at the moment." Conan's voice was anxious, "By the way, don't come here first! That person is likely to be observing here - now he has reduced the difficulty because I am a child and gave a prompt... But if he sees you, also a high school detective, maybe he will shift his target from "Kudo Shinichi" to you and increase the intensity of intimidation."
Chapter completed!