sjar Chapter 1286 Are you going to rescue people or go for a car chase?
Chapter 1286 Are you going to rescue people or go for a car chase?
the other side.
Amuro Tooru drives a Mazda in a thrilling high-speed chase on the bridge leading to the edge of the sea.
Conan gripped the doorknob tightly with one hand and fastened the seatbelt with the other, his face pale.
He thought that Sato Miwako was already driving wildly enough, but he didn't expect Amuro Tooru to be even more insane.
He can overtake with a blade, glide along walls, and leap over cliffs—he can drive anywhere his wheels can touch.
And now, they are speeding on a Shinkansen—literally on a Shinkansen.
Feeling the violent jolting beneath him, Conan's heart nearly jumped out of his throat.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly felt himself being lifted into the air as if he had lost all weight, only to be immediately pulled back into his seat by the seatbelt.
The train leaped off the Shinkansen and began speeding along the tracks.
With no vehicles blocking the way, Amuro Tooru floored the accelerator, and the engine roared like a beast.
Conan took a few breaths, leaned out of the window, turned on the telescope system of his glasses, and quickly found the observation tower.
At that moment, Kazami Yuya's voice came through the walkie-talkie in the car.
"Mr. Furuya, the reentry capsule has detached and is accelerating!"
"Then what!"
"NAZU's predicted crash site has been released. At this rate, it will crash into the observation tower in 5 minutes! I'll send the data over right away!"
Upon hearing that the reentry capsule had crashed at the observation tower, Conan felt a chill run down his spine, and his blood instantly froze.
Just as Conan was anxiously thinking of a solution, he suddenly felt a blinding light ahead. He looked up and his pupils contracted sharply—a train was speeding towards him!
“Mr. Amuro!” Conan shouted hoarsely.
Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Hold on tight!"
Conan froze, feeling the car speeding up, and his heart, which had just calmed down, began to pound wildly again—what was he going to do?
Amuro Tooru stared intently at the train, a near-mad smile suddenly appearing on his face.
The train and the Mazda were getting closer and closer. The lights on the opposite side of the road made Conan's eyes water. He could almost hear the train rolling over the tracks. He couldn't help but shout out:
"Mr. Amuro!"
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air.
The helicopter had arrived over Tokyo Bay, and the Mazda traveling on its tracks naturally caught Yuya's attention.
He looked down through his binoculars and saw Amuro Tooru accelerate towards the train.
Just when he thought the two men had gone mad, the right side of the Mazda suddenly lifted high, like a scene from a special effects movie. One wheel was on the track, while the other side was firmly attached to the train body, trembling but moving forward without stopping.
The next second, Mazda jumped off the tracks and landed on the next level of train tracks.
The car shook violently, but Amuro Tooru eventually stabilized the direction and shot away like an arrow.
Hayato Ogawa also witnessed this scene and exclaimed in amazement, "Chairman! Am I seeing things?! Who's driving?! That's practically Superman!"
Yuya gasped – was Conan's solution really to race the train to its death on these tracks?
Seeing that the car was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief and retreated back into the cabin, where a fully assembled sniper rifle lay quietly on the ground beside him.
Ogawa Hayato glanced back briefly and his heart skipped a beat—what did he see? An anti-materiel sniper rifle? The model seemed to be... an M82A1?
What is the chairman going to do with this? Ogawa Hayato felt a little thirsty.
He didn't believe the chairman would use this to kill someone; there couldn't be such a deep grudge, could there? If that shot landed, probably half a person would be gone.
Yes, it's half a person, literally.
"Chairman?" Hayato Ogawa asked tentatively.
"Shut up," Yuya said coldly. "When Kosuke sent you here, didn't he tell you not to cause trouble?"
Hayato Ogawa was startled and quickly shut his mouth.
Although the chairman is elusive and almost no one except Kosuke Umino has ever seen him, his legend has always circulated in the club.
After all, he was a ruthless man who single-handedly took down the entire Tokyo underworld!
Yu took out her phone and glanced at the trajectory and real-time animation of the return capsule's fall—it was almost time.
"Let's stop here and keep the aircraft stable."
"learn!"
Yu stretched his limbs, opened the hatch, and stood at the doorway with his gun in hand.
He propped his phone up against the side, double-checked that the scope was calibrated correctly, and waited patiently, holding his breath.
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Meanwhile, under Conan's instructions, Amuro Tooru drove the car into an unfinished construction building.
As the elevator ascended, Amuro Tooru asked, "Can we make it?"
Conan quickly calculated in his mind, then said, "Considering the height of this building and the distance to the observation tower, as long as... we start accelerating from here in one minute..."
He pressed the countdown button while speaking.
"Are you confident?" Amuro Tooru asked casually, seemingly not nervous at all.
Conan swallowed hard: "We have no choice but to take a gamble!"
I just don't know where Yuya is or what she's doing now.
The elevator ascended rapidly.
Amuro Tooru suddenly stared at Conan's profile, a thoughtful expression on his face.
Conan noticed Amuro Tooru's gaze and looked at him with some confusion: "What's wrong?"
Amuro Tooru smiled slightly: "The power of love is truly great... Is it because of Ran?"
"?" Conan paused, feigning confusion. "What did you say? I don't understand. There are still 3 ordinary people here!"
Amuro Tooru smiled faintly and didn't say anything more, but a guess in his heart was confirmed.
The car drove out of the elevator.
The building was not yet completed; it was empty except for pillars and some piled-up building materials, but it was enough for Amuro Tooru to operate.
Conan fiddled with his phone and suddenly asked, "Does Mr. Amuro have a girlfriend?"
Amuro Tooru was taken aback; the question seemed familiar.
What was his answer again?
Ah, right, it is...
Amuro rubbed the tip of his nose, gripped the steering wheel tighter, and a smile appeared on his face: "My lover... is this country~"
Before he could finish speaking, Amuro Tooru performed a series of actions—disabling EPS, slamming on the brake with his left foot, and pressing the accelerator hard with his right foot, causing the engine speed to surge.
Conan paused, his gaze falling on Amuro Tooru's face—a face filled with love and pride.
He seemed to understand something, and smiled faintly: "It's time, Mr. Amuro!"
"Ah! Even a little is enough to deflect it?"
"That's my plan!"
“5···”
“4···”
“3···”
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“1···”
"ZERO!"
The engine revved precisely to the critical point, and Amuro released the brakes instantly. The Mazda shot out like a bullet from a gun, the tires screeching as they rubbed against the ground, and the car sped through the empty building.
At the same time, Yuya's scope also captured the rapidly falling return capsule.
"Get ready, stabilize the fuselage!" Yuu roared.
"Understood!" Ogawa Yongto shouted.
Yu glanced at the diagram of the return capsule on his phone, slowly moved the crosshair to the thickest part of the capsule wall, and muttered to himself, "Don't blow it up. Aim at the strongest part of the side wall and make it deviate from its original trajectory."
The gun was powerful enough to pierce through the return capsule, and at that high speed, the capsule would explode and disintegrate instantly.
The scattered debris will still crash into the observation tower, and the crisis will not be averted.
The only way to truly save the people on the edge of the sea is to deviate from the trajectory of the return capsule and crash into Tokyo Bay.