What the hell is the difference between this and shitting on the street? ? ?
As if aware of Sano’s gaze, Huang Mao also turned his head and showed Sano… a smile that probably meant “no need to praise”.
Although Sano could only see Huang Mao’s eyes, he still fully understood what the other party meant.
But the problem is…who the hell wants to praise you! ?
Sano secretly exhaled and raised his eyebrows at Huang Mao – turn this thing off!
Huang Mao raised his eyebrows, nodded to Sano, patted his chest gently to show that he understood, and then turned the volume of the speaker to the maximum with his backhand.
Sano: “…”
No, are you really sick? ?
Why are you winking when you can’t make eye contact? Facial cramps?
…I always feel like the momentum dropped all of a sudden.
Seeing that the matter was irreversible, Sano could only observe the situation with his peripheral vision. The Osaka delinquents walking opposite seemed a little confused.
On the other hand, the members of the special attack team next to Sano did not show any strange behavior.
It seems that Huang Mao had already explained it to them in advance before taking this step.
…So I’m the only one who doesn’t know?
Please, have you made a mistake? As the boss, you have become the last one to know the truth. Are you so unreliable?
Fortunately, it was getting late now, and the place seemed to have been cleared. There were no unnecessary passers-by, so Sano was not embarrassed enough to turn around and leave.
Otherwise, you really have to find a crack in the ground and get in.
No, maybe you don’t even have to look for it, Sano can just pick up a magical fairy castle on his toes and live in it.
Sano continued to move forward while adjusting his mentality.
Although the rising momentum was interrupted, Sano could still pretend to be calm and arrogant with contempt for everything. Not to mention any bonus, at least his momentum would not be weakened anymore.
…Huang Mao on the side did not notice Sano’s thoughts, and was even secretly proud of himself.
In fact, as early as during the last operation, Huang Mao heard Sano’s humming voice, and he felt that his boss seemed to like humming during operations.
That’s how I came up with this idea and my current actions.
Although Huang Mao doesn’t quite understand why some people like to listen to music while fighting, but since his boss likes it, then even if the other party doesn’t mention it, he, as the younger brother, naturally has to make careful preparations.
In order to choose a suitable song, Huang Mao really took great pains. He listened to it from morning to night, and listened to it from night to morning. Even his dreams were filled with songs.
Finally, the goal was set on this rock-style English song.
…Although Huang Mao can’t read English, he doesn’t even know how to pronounce the title of the song.
But let’s talk about it, it’s really exciting!
From now on, we might as well stipulate that the members of Black Death must play this song when they are in action.
Directly select it as a war song!
With the war song as a backdrop, even my steps became more confident.
It is indeed the choice of my boss, it is really tasteful!
On the other side, Hattori Heiji and his son and others naturally heard the faint singing, and then they all showed speechless expressions.
…It’s okay to be a bad guy in Tokyo and act arrogantly, but why is he so high-profile and so… special?
Fighting with a stereo? ?
“Dad.”
Hattori Heiji came back to his senses, and asked Hattori Heizo with some hesitation: “Isn’t this supposed to mean that so many people are needed to fight a dozen people?”
“……have no idea.”
Hattori Heizo was actually a little confused, because he didn’t really know much about what happened tonight.
I just received a temporary report from my subordinates, saying that a large number of delinquent teenagers gathered in the city center, so I quickly got up and summoned the police to check the situation. Even because of the tight time, I couldn’t summon many people at all.
After arriving, I made some inquiries and found out that there was going to be a war between the bad guys in Osaka and Tokyo.
…Although Hattori Heizo didn’t quite understand why Tokyo’s delinquents suddenly appeared in Osaka and wanted to fight, he had still heard of the black god of death who had caused quite a stir in Tokyo more than once.
After all, even the well-known Yakuza organization was personally killed by this group of “rebellious children” that most people didn’t pay much attention to in the past.
“Then dad, why don’t you stop it? If it’s too late, I’m afraid those guys will be beaten to death…”
“Unless a life has actually been caused, I will not intervene.”
Hattori Heizo directly interrupted Hattori Heiji: “Although the delinquent boy is not a member of the Yakuza, he is similar in nature.”
“Not to mention that as an official, it is against the rules to get involved in their affairs before the limit is exceeded. Even if we really want to get involved, our manpower is simply not enough. It is difficult to achieve anything other than making the situation more chaotic. effect.”
After hearing Hattori Heizo’s explanation, Hattori Heiji also glanced at the hundreds of police officers behind him, and then looked at the tens of thousands of Osaka delinquents.
…It seems that there is indeed a little bit of …inconsistency.
After all, not everyone will rush like the Black Death.
When the officials go into battle, they usually try their best to ensure that they have a numerical advantage. For example, when arresting criminals on weekdays, it is not even recommended to take action in a one-on-one situation.
It has to be at least two against one, and ten against one would be the best.
But look at it now.
Even a pair of ten is not enough points, and a pair of hundred is about the same. If you can avoid going into battle, it is really better to try not to go into battle…
While Hattori Heiji and his son were talking, Sano and Osaka’s delinquents stopped when they were about ten meters away from each other.
“You are a black death?”
The samurai head first glanced at the speaker Huang Mao was carrying. After a few seconds of silence, he looked at Sano and tentatively said, “Do you need us to give you a little more time to wait for your other younger brothers to arrive?”
“There’s no one else around. After all, there’s no need to waste so much fare.”
Sano said calmly, causing the fire in the eyes of the samurai leader to become more and more intense: “I admit that you are very good at fighting. After all, the rumors that the Black Death Night dominated Tokyo cannot be false, but unlike that time, you may be able to You beat down hundreds of people one after another, but we have a hundred times the number of people here, do you really think you can win us?”
“How will you know if you don’t try.”
Sano tapped his toes, not caring what the other person said.
One thing is true, as the warrior head said, tonight’s battle is not a level different from the difficulty of Sano’s earlier bloodbath experiment. Even if he has grown during this time, it is logically impossible for him to fight so much. people.
But then again.
Who said that the time in Tokyo was Sano’s upper limit?
Please, Sano himself doesn’t even know what his upper limit is in the special attack server, okay?
Before the samurai head could say any more nonsense, Sano punched him directly.
And this punch also became the clarion call for charge.
A dozen members of the special attack team let out a howl of unknown meaning and followed Sano into the crowd.
Then, figures began to fly around, screaming and roaring simultaneously.
That night, rock songs played for a long time.
…
After retracting his thoughts, Hattori Heiji couldn’t help but feel a chill in his back when he thought of the figure last night.
Hattori Heiji can no longer remember the unnecessary things, or there is no need to remember them at all. In his opinion, the only thing that needs to be remembered is——
A certain non-human monster, with only a dozen people, defeated and subdued tens of thousands of bad boys, which was enough.
At this time, after listening to Hattori Heiji’s “recollections”, Conan’s head was already in a mess.
Black Death actually came to Osaka?
Did Black Death start a war with Osaka Delinquents?
Hei Shi, with a dozen people, killed tens of thousands of people?
Black death…
All in all, after continuous gathering of thoughts in Conan’s head, there were only two words left.
Black death.
Damn it, I really want to put aside the things here and go find Heidi.
Conan began to grind his teeth, but after calming down a little, he felt it was not necessary.
Because the battle happened last night, Black Death has probably left Osaka now. Even if he hadn’t left, it would be difficult for Conan to find someone in such a big Osaka without any clues.
Secondly, even if Conan really finds Heishei, there is nothing he can do to him.
After all, if you really want to talk about it, Black Death does not have any criminal record on the surface. The only point is that in the earlier Maple Leaf gold coin incident, Conan’s highly subjective “intentional homicide” may not be effective in court.
…Besides, Conan doesn’t think he can beat Black Death.
Find the other party and deliver food.
…The last time we met, the kick I received was not light.
But then again.
If you think about it carefully, it seems that Conan has not seen this mysterious existence that once haunted him for a long time, and he even feels a little missed.
There is also very little information related to the other party. The last time I heard about Heidi was the last time…
Ahem, no, last time it seemed that Heidi led someone to take over the blame for a group of Yakuza elements.
That incident caused quite a big fuss and even made headlines. It seemed like that guy gave several people…
Suddenly, Conan had an idea and looked at Hattori Heiji blankly: “Are you sure you saw Black Death last night, right?”
“…Yeah, what’s wrong?”
Hattori Heiji has not yet learned from Conan that there is… a one-sided love-hate entanglement between him and Black Death.
So Hattori Heiji was still a little surprised by Conan’s reaction.
Does this kid know that guy?
“Then why don’t you arrest him?”
Conan grabbed Hattori Heiji and said, “Didn’t that guy severely injure several people before because of his execution of justice? Even if he can be given a lighter punishment or no punishment at all, he still has to be taken back to the bureau for questioning first, right?”
Conan’s train of thought was undoubtedly correct, but his destination was already distorted. It was as if he no longer cared whether Heidi would be caught, let alone whether the other party would be punished. There was only one purpose.
That is to meet Black Death.
…There seems to be something wrong. This description of the relationship makes it seem a bit like a boyfriend and girlfriend.
Although Conan’s current appearance, the “want to meet him no matter what”… the anxious look, is indeed completely inconsistent with his image of a high school detective even though he has shrunk.
Instead, she looked like a girl who fell in love.
Of course, Conan himself has not noticed this yet, and he has not even thought about what he is going to do after meeting Heishei, or why he wants to meet him.
This idea seems to have become an obsession.
As for the question raised by Conan, Hattori Heiji gave the answer after being silent for a long time with a strange look on his face.
“You should know that the police’s arrest operation is not a child’s play. It has its own rules and regulations. Do you think the current situation of the Black Death is enough for the police to use firearms? No.”
“You should also know how powerful that Black Death is.”
