Chapter 1323 Continuous Explosions

In the early morning, Nobuhiro was awakened by a rapid ringing of the bell.

He raised the phone and put it to his ear: "Hello?"

"Mr. Asano, today's itinerary has been slightly changed. I have sent you the itinerary. Please check it."

"Um?"

With just a few syllables, the person on the other side of the phone explained very knowingly: "It's like this, because of a car bomb attack that occurred early this morning, the event originally scheduled to be held in Freedom Square was moved indoors. We are also concerned about The identities of the guests attending the meeting were screened and changed from the original 296 to 56."

"Car bomb attack?"

"It is unclear whether this attack was an individual act or an organized terrorist attack. It should be reported on the morning news. Do I need to connect you?"

"Um."

Nobuhiro woke up a little late, and the morning news time had already passed, but that didn't matter, he just needed to re-cast the recorded content on the TV.

As for the car bomb attack, there seems to be nothing worthy of special reporting. In the early hours of the morning, a Buick parked on Queen Mary Street suddenly exploded and caught fire, seriously injuring a passing convenience store clerk. Apart from this, no one was killed in the incident.

This kind of thing is a major event in some countries with better security, but in the United States... it can only be said that it is a common occurrence. As long as no terrorist organization claims responsibility for the incident, it is estimated that the police and FBI will find the real culprit after a period of investigation.

However, just when Nobuhiro was so bored that he was about to turn off the TV and take a look at his schedule for today, the scene being broadcast on the news channel caught his attention.

"Cable News Network is reporting for you. Just half an hour ago, a shooting occurred in a pizza shop in Los Angeles, killing 8 people and injuring 19 others. It is reported that this is the fourth shooting incident in the United States this week. In addition to Los Angeles, shootings of varying severity have occurred in Washington, Elgin, Illinois, Indianapolis, Indiana, and Houston, Texas. According to statistics from the nonprofit Gun Violence Archive..."

Frequent shootings seem to be nothing new in the United States. After all, there are about 500 shooting incidents every year, and on average there are one to two shootings every day.

Gun control has always been a must-talk topic during every presidential election, but no matter which president seems to be able to do anything about it. People in the United States are also unwilling for the government to ban guns.

From the perspective of ordinary people, they know that the government's ban on guns can only ban the guns of good people, and thugs can still obtain guns and ammunition from various black channels. And by that time, unarmed ordinary people will be powerless to resist.

They can't fight bayonets with thugs carrying Gatling, right?

Viewed this way, the gun issue has put the United States into a dilemma.

Even CNN did not devote much space to reporting on these shooting incidents. They only reported step by step the location, time, and progress of the incidents, as well as the progress of the police investigation.

Nobuhiro's eyes fell on the gun seized by the police in the video, and he frowned slightly.

When the anchor started to cut to the next news, he quickly replayed the morning news report on the car bombing case.

The bombing and the shooting seemed to have nothing to do with each other at first glance, but Nobuhiro still discovered the connection between the two.

Judging from the photos of the explosion scene, the bomb that caused the explosion was definitely not the homemade improvised bomb commonly used by thugs, and thugs would not choose to commit crimes in the early morning when there was no one on the street. As long as we wait patiently for a few more hours, the event led by TENSE Group will be held less than fifty meters away from the location of the explosion. Many people will participate, and the social effect of the explosion will be hundreds of times greater than in the early morning. .

Now this situation looks as if the murderer has a grudge against the convenience store clerk.

However, Nobushige checked the identity of the convenience store clerk and concluded that the person was innocently affected by a car bomb on his way to work.

This is even more strange. Could it be that the thugs just wanted to blow up a car, and it didn’t matter whether anyone was killed or not?

In addition, in the shooting incident at the pizza shop - Nobuhiro noticed that the firearms seized by the police were all American police guns.

So interesting.

You must know that the laws of many states in the United States prohibit the sale of automatic weapons on the market. To obtain such firearms, thugs must either purchase them from illegal channels or corrupt the police.

"Bang bang bang."

There was a knock on the hotel door.

Wearing a beautiful dress, Belmod stood outside the door and smiled at Nobuhiro: "How about we go to the restaurant to have breakfast together?"

Nobuhiro raised his eyebrows: "Why do I remember that I didn't bring my female companion here?"

"I came uninvited. I have a shooting job nearby, so I skipped work temporarily to come here to find you." Belmode lied very freely, "Some interesting things happened this morning. Did you hear that?" ?"

“Queen Mary Street or the pizza place?”

"Huh?" Belmode was slightly surprised, "It was an explosion at the subway art museum station. It happened about ten minutes ago. I don't know if it was reported in the news."

Nobuhiro looked at Belmod without changing his expression, judging the authenticity of this sentence from the subtle changes in her expression.

Soon Nobushige came to the conclusion that there must be someone behind these violent incidents.

"Cases and injuries." Nobushige passed Belmode and walked towards the elevator first.

Belmode followed him with a smile on his face: "The police probably haven't calculated the statistics yet, but if something like this happened during the morning rush hour, the casualties are obvious. Why, if you're interested, would you like to go and see it together?"

"Miss Wynyard, are you free?"

"Oh, I'm so sad. I thought you would be interested in this kind of thing and that's why I suggested it." Belmode said softly, "After all, the United States is not the only place where bombings occur."

Nobushige glanced at her and said with emotion: "It's a great loss for the one who didn't force you to join the intelligence team."

He didn't doubt Belmod's words, but even he didn't know the information, but Belmod could get it. The speed and sensitivity of this kind of intelligence collection are really terrifying.

But Nobuhiro soon laughed.

"Belmod." He put away his phone and joked, "I just got some interesting news here, you should be interested."

Belmod was confused: "What?"

The smile in Nobushige's eyes deepened a lot: "A plane is flying from Tokyo to the United States. It will land at the airport in about half an hour."

"so?"

"On the plane were the famous detective Kogoro Mouri, his daughter Ran Mouri and a kid named Edogawa Conan." Nobushige saw the slight change in Belmod's expression with satisfaction.

He added to the fire: "The United States seems to be very unsafe recently, but you also said that the United States is not the only country where things have happened, so in fact, no matter where they are, danger is always with them."

After saying this, Nobushige left, leaving Belmode alone.

And Belmod seemed to have lost the mood to have breakfast with him. She stood there looking at Mescal's retreating back, her eyes dark and obscure.

Is this your plan, Rum?

It’s really...it’s impossible not to be angry!

…

After having a simple breakfast in the hotel restaurant, it was less than half an hour before the event started.

Even if Asano Nobushige, as a guest, does not need to arrive in advance, there is obviously not enough time on the road.

The driver drove Xinfan to the venue, but this time the candy-like Belmode did not go with him.

The morning rush hour has passed, there are very few vehicles on the road, and there is no congestion problem. Nobuhiro made some calculations and felt relieved. He shouldn't be late.

However, just when everything was going smoothly, there was a traffic jam ahead.

"What's going on?" Xinfan asked with a frown.

The driver opened the door and got out of the car, and came back within a minute.

"Mr. Asano, there is a truck overturned in front of you. Road management and a tow truck have just arrived, but the goods fell on the ground. I don't know how long it will take to clean up."

"Then change the road..." Before Nobuhiro could finish his words, he saw another truck parked behind them, and then many more trucks drove into this not-so-wide street one after another.

Nobuhiro: "..."

Why is this scene so familiar?

Could it be that Belmode did it again?

"This..." The driver looked at him awkwardly.

Nobuhiro sighed: "Then just wait."

Anyway, today's activity is not very important, but he wants to see what the people behind it are going to do.

…

"Ah, really, where did dad go again?" At the luggage carousel at the airport, Mao Lilan was anxiously looking for familiar oriental faces in the crowd.

Conan sat on the suitcase and looked at the people around him boredly.

Um? They all looked a little nervous. What happened?

Finally, the figure of Mouri Kogoro appeared not far away. Mao Lilan breathed a heavy sigh of relief and waved to her father quickly: "Here, here!"

"Oh, how can you run around? What if I lose it?" Mouri Kogoro said, "The evil ones will complain first."

Mao Lilan had long been accustomed to it and just said: "The car sent by the hotel to pick us up will be here soon. We have to wait at the exit as soon as possible. It's still early. Let's go back to the hotel to rest for a few hours before looking for the client."

"Okay, let's go then."

Mouri Kogoro pulled up the suitcase and took the initiative to take the small box from his daughter's hand. But before he had taken a few steps, he realized something was wrong - why was the box so heavy?

Mouri Kogoro looked down and met Conan's slightly innocent gaze.

The veins are popping out!

"Bang bang!!"

Conan's head instantly had a double ball of ice cream.

He covered his head and followed Mao Lilan for comfort without tears.

"Really, dad, how can you be so violent to a child?" Mao Lilan held Conan's hand and complained endlessly.

Well, the pain in my head seems to have eased a lot.

Conan thought happily.

A black car stopped at the exit of the airport, and a waiter in a hotel uniform got out of the car. He bowed very respectfully to Kogoro Mori and his group, and then helped them load their luggage into the trunk. .

The letters on the waiter's nameplate caught Conan's attention, and he quickly asked Mao Lilan: "Sister Xiaolan, what hotel did you book?"

"I didn't pay attention. It was written in the travel brochure provided by the airline when I changed the ticket, so I asked them to help make the reservation." Mao Lilan took out the reservation record, "Well, let me take a look, it seems to be JUKE Hotel."

"JUKE?!" Conan's eyes suddenly condensed, and his whole body became sharp.

Mao Lilan was confused: "What happened to JUKE Hotel?"

She doesn't know, so she doesn't know, but Conan is very concerned about the Haneda Koji case seventeen years ago, and even Mouri Kogoro doesn't seem to know anything about the JUKE Hotel.

"JUKE Hotel..." Mouri Kogoro touched his chin, "Why does it sound familiar?"

"It seems something happened before." Conan didn't want to say more in front of Mao Lilan, but now he was very interested in the brochure Mao Lilan mentioned.

Inexplicable prizes, just the right publicity, and logical bookings, there seems to be a mysterious force behind it all. What is their purpose?

Oh, by the way, there is also the sudden commission from the United States that my uncle received.

It seems that as soon as I see the client, the situation will become clearer.

The driver drove them to the JUKE Hotel in the city center.

On the way, Conan also tentatively asked about the JUKE Hotel.

The driver's answer was very official: "We are one of the largest five-star hotels in the United States, and we usually undertake many activities. Do you know the TENSE Hotel, which has been in the limelight recently? The forum they hold is also held at JUKE."

"The TENSE Hotel has an event at JUKE." Mao Lilan laughed, "I wonder if we can meet Mr. Asano?"

"The areas for ordinary residents and event parties are separated, so the probability of encountering them by chance is relatively low."

"Wait a minute, uncle!" Conan suddenly pointed to the road behind and asked, "Why do you have to turn left here? Wouldn't it be faster to go straight?"

"Stop whining and sit down!" Mouri Kogoro pushed Conan back into his seat without ceremony.

The driver explained patiently: "Little brother, you didn't know it when you first arrived, but there were two explosions here this morning. One of them happened at the Art Museum subway station. Just walk straight for 500 meters along the same road."

Conan was stunned: "Two explosions?"

"Yes, this was very rare in the past, and the citizens were a little panicked."

The driver continued driving, and soon they passed a lively venue. There were even some reporters gathered outside the venue, and it seemed that a big shot would appear soon.

"By the way, guests, don't you have friends in the TENSE Group?" The driver reminded Mao Lilan, remembering what Mao Lilan said before, "I heard that the TENSE Group is having a promotional event at this conference center today, and maybe your friends will also attend. "

Conan lay by the window, looking at the bustling venue, looking for familiar figures.

But Mr. Asano doesn’t seem to be here...

"boom--"

Suddenly, there was a burst of orange light, and Conan was immediately drowned by the deafening sound of the explosion.

The heat wave hit the car like a storm, and the window glass crackled to the ground.

"Xiaolan!!"

Conan only had time to shout, and then used his body to protect Mao Lilan below, while he himself suffered the aftermath of the explosion and the attack of glass fragments.