Chapter 393

This is the moment!

Conan kicked out toward the police light.

Whoosh~

The police light whistled through a distance of tens of meters and slammed into Professor Agasa's forehead with a "duang."

The chubby Professor Agasa swayed and fell to the ground.

"Finally succeeded..."

Conan had only said half a sentence when a loud boom was heard.

The art museum exploded.

"Huh?!" Conan was shocked.

Takagi was also shocked.

The two of them had a string of curses in their hearts.

Why did it explode even though it wasn't detonated?

Looking at Professor Agasa, who had fainted on the stage.

The host felt secretly lucky.

It's fortunate, if it weren't for my quick wit in setting a timed explosion on top of the remote detonation, this show would have been a flop.

"Everyone don't worry, Professor Agasa is just too excited and fainted. The point is the art museum, it was finally blown away today."

The audience below shouted in unison: "It's blown away, it's blown away, it's blown away..."

Hearing such shouts, Takagi, who had just stopped the car, was moved to tears.

Officer Sato, it's all my fault.

I really shouldn't have delayed for a whole night for my own little selfish thoughts.

If I had gone directly to find Akaso Kaze yesterday as you said, wouldn't the matter have been solved long ago?

You... wouldn't have been blown away either.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by.

The white cloth with the slogan fell down, covering Professor Agasa perfectly.

Conan got out of the police car and walked toward the high platform with a dejected expression.

Defeated, completely defeated.

Not only was he completely defeated in deduction, but he also didn't save the person.

Officer Sato's death also had a part of my responsibility.

Conan regretted it to no end.

If I had known this, why did I try to be a hero?

He walked heavily to the high platform, just in time to run into the excited host.

This was his most successful hosting job.

"Where is Professor Agasa?" Conan asked in a low voice.

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"He's lying right behind there," the host answered casually.

Conan looked back and was immediately shocked.

Professor Agasa was lying quietly on the ground, a white cloth covering his body.

"Could it be... no, it can't be! What, what happened to him?"

Conan's lips began to tremble.

Just then, the host pointed at the vanished art museum and shouted, "What happened to it?"

"It's gone, it's gone..."

The onlookers below cheered.

"He, is gone?!" Conan completely misunderstood.

His whole brain went blank.

With a "thud," he knelt on the ground.

Tears gushed out immediately.

"H-how could this... happen!"

"I just kicked a police light..."

Could it be that the police light smashed Professor Agasa to death?

If so, was Professor Agasa killed by me?

"I really shouldn't have gone against Akaso Kaze!"

Conan shed tears of regret.

Beside him, Takagi was also crying bitterly.

"Officer Sato, it's all my fault. If you come back to life, I will definitely never have any improper thoughts again..."

Ring, ring.

The cell phone suddenly rang.

Takagi answered the phone.

"Inspector Megure, I am guilty... Huh? Officer Sato is back at the police station? Okay, okay, I'll be right back."

Takagi hung up the phone and looked at Conan, dazed.

"Officer Sato isn't dead!"

Conan cried, "But Professor Agasa is dead!"

"Ouch, who is cursing me..."

A groan came from under the white cloth, it shook twice, and was lifted off.

Professor Agasa revealed his head, which had a large bump on it.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts me to death! Huh, who put this white cloth on me?"

"Huh?!"

Conan looked at the scene in front of him, wiped his tears hard, and blinked.

Damn it!

You scared me to death!

Just now I really thought Professor Agasa had been kicked to death by me!

"Professor, it's great that you're not dead," Conan shouted in surprise.

"Hmm~" Professor Agasa held the large bump on his head, still feeling that his head wasn't very clear.

"Conan, what are you talking about? What dead or not dead."

"Just now when I was preparing to detonate the bomb, my head felt like it was hit by something, and I fainted all of a sudden."

He turned his head to look on the ground, picking up the culprit that had knocked him out.

"Huh, it's actually a police light?"

He immediately looked at Officer Takagi.

Takagi didn't dare to take the blame and shook his head repeatedly.

"The police light is mine, but I didn't throw it; Conan kicked it."

"He kicked it so far and accurately, hitting your big head right on from tens of meters away..."

Professor Agasa looked at Conan, bewildered.

Being able to kick it that far, he must have used the power shoes I made.

You used the things I made to knock me out, do you have any conscience left? ===== CHAPTER 395 =====