Chapter 166 Happy Birthday
Chapter 167 Happy Birthday
"Lan, listen carefully... Next, I need you to defuse the bomb!"

"..Eh?" Xiaolan was stunned when she heard that.

"Ah, you should have brought scissors, right?"

"Well, I have a pair of scissors in my sewing bag."

"Okay, I already know the structure of the bomb. Let me tell you and you can dismantle it."

"...I know." Xiaolan swallowed and took out a pair of scissors from her bag. She tore open the belt containing the bomb. Facing the huge bomb, I could clearly hear Xiaolan's heartbeat accelerating. "Shinichi, Shinichi, I'm ready."

"Ah. First, open the lid and push it upwards." Kudo said, looking at the diagram. "Then cut the outermost yellow wire first."

"Hu... Hu... Hu..." Xiaolan panted violently, and the tense atmosphere had reached its peak. Holding the structural diagram in my hand, I knew that there would be no explosion after cutting the yellow line. But Xiaolan didn't know that. I only saw that her hand holding the scissors was shaking constantly. Her breathing was also gradually accelerating. "Hey... Shin, Shinichi, I cut it."

"what."

"Xiao, Xiaoxun. I, I want to cut...eh?" Before she could finish her words, Xiaolan saw her still trembling wrist being held by a small hand.

"Well, Sister Xiaolan, cut it." The innocent smile gradually turned into a touch of tenderness. "Cut it, I will always be with you."

"Xiaoxun... Yeah." It was as if the encouraging words became Xiaolan's motivation. The trembling hands calmed down. After taking a deep breath, Xiaolan made up her mind, moved the scissors in her hand, closed her eyes, and cut the yellow wire.

Snapped.

There was a crisp snapping sound, and the yellow line broke. Xiaolan's nervousness reached its peak, and then she gradually relaxed.

"Cut, cut it..." Xiaolan exclaimed softly.

"Hmm~" I grinned.

"Shin, Shinichi, I cut it off."

"Ah, well done." Kudo was also sweating outside the door. "Let me see... Next is brown."

"it is good."

. . . . . .

Time passed by minute by minute, and Xiaolan's shaking hands gradually found the rhythm. Following Kudo's instructions and my supervision, we slowly dismantled the entire bomb. Finally, when there were less than ten minutes left, there were only three wires left on the bomb.

"Well, very good, next we just need to cut the black line." Conan wiped the sweat from his nervous head across the door and used the voice-changing bow tie to control Kudo's voice. "Just cut the black line and the timer will stop."

"Black? I see." Xiaolan also breathed a sigh of relief and responded slowly. Then she picked up the scissors and cut the black line. But the timer did not stop as Kudo said, but continued to move. "Shin, Shinichi... I have cut the black line, but the timer did not stop. And there are still two lines that have not been cut, one blue and one red."

"What?!" Hearing this, Conan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly flipped through the design drawings, but found that there were no red and blue lines on the design drawings. "How could this be?! Kaoru! What's going on!"

"...This bomb must have been specially processed by someone." On the other side of the door, I calmly looked at the design drawings sent by Conan, and compared them with the bomb analysis. "Before that, all the steps were correct, except for the last one." I stared at the cut black wire and frowned. "The black wire is the guide wire. When the black wire is cut, the circuit will automatically connect to the position of the red and blue wires. Although there are two wires, they are in the same circuit area, that is, one of the two wires is the live wire, and the other is the resistance wire, and the two wires are connected in parallel. If the live wire is cut, then everyone is happy and everyone will be safe, but if the resistance wire is cut... the current is overloaded, and a huge fireworks show will be staged here."

"Damn it! That Morigo Teiji guy deliberately tricked me!" Kudo, who was across the door, pounded the floor hard, but to no avail. He looked at the time and saw that there was not much time left before the bomb exploded. "What should I do? What should I do! Xun, think of a solution quickly!"

"A solution? If there was one, I wouldn't have asked Xiaolan to do it. And..." I muttered to myself, and looked back. Xiaolan was already staring at me in surprise. Of course, a little kid actually uttered such professional terms about bombs, which was enough to shock her so much that she stopped her work.

"If you want to make a specific confirmation of the resistance wire and the live wire, you need to peel off the protective layer. At the same time, you must ensure that the core inside will not be damaged in any way, otherwise..." I subconsciously rubbed my injured right arm. It is not impossible to reconnect the arm in its current state, but it is almost impossible to do such precise work in its current state. This is more dangerous than speculative cutting. After all, if the two wires are damaged due to my shaking hands, then the bomb will explode!

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

Time passed by minute by minute, and we were all thinking about how to dismantle the bomb. Judging from the current situation, it is impossible to dismantle the bomb using my technology, so I can only gamble on these two lines, the red and the blue.

"Shinichi... what should I do? Which one should I cut?" Xiaolan asked Kudo. But there was no response from the other side of the door. Kudo must be anxious and don't know what to do.

"Hey, Xiaoxun, what should I do?" Seeing that Kudo didn't answer her, Xiaolan looked at me anxiously.

"Wait a minute, Xiaolan, let me think about it." I frowned and thought. "Moriya Teiji is a perfectionist. He must have his own intentions for leaving the red and blue lines. If you think about it carefully, there must be something we overlooked." I muttered to myself. What did Xiaolan say to Moriya Teiji when I went to his house with Xiaolan that day? If Moriya Teiji was targeting Kudo, then the bomb today must have been specially prepared for Kudo. Red line, blue line. What does it mean? Dong~~~Dong~~~~
Just as I was thinking... At the outer end of the building, a series of pleasant bells rang out. It was twelve o'clock. There were still three minutes before the explosion.

"Shinichi..."

"Hmm?" Although he responded, I could feel that Kudo was very anxious at the moment.

"Happy birthday, Shinichi."

"Eh?!"

"Because... I may not have the chance to say this to you in the future." Xiaolan smiled gently, but there was a hint of sadness in her smile. Perhaps it was the fear before death, or perhaps it was that she didn't even see her lover for the last time before she died.

"Lan..." On the other side of the door, Kudo's voice was no longer anxious, but instead became a very relieved emotion. "Hehe... Cut it."

"Eh?"

"Cut it." Kudo threw away the design in his hand and sat on the ground. The reflection of his glasses made it impossible to see what his expression was at the moment. "Choose the color you like and cut it."

"But if I cut it wrong..."

"So what... It will explode anyway if you don't cut it. So just choose the color you like and cut it. Don't worry... I will be here with you while you cut it." Kudo raised a gentle smile. "Even if I die, I will be here with you."

"Shinichi..." These gentle words brought a look of relief to Xiaolan's face.

boom! ! !
With a loud bang, the whole building began to shake again. It should be that the bombs in other areas were detonated, and after the explosion just now, the ceiling of the upper floor has become fragile. After feeling the second shock, a lot of rubble fell from the upper ceiling again. Xiaolan picked up the bomb and left the door area, and I also used my right leg to push off the ground and jumped away quickly. However, in such a ruin, I guess no matter how we shouted, Kudo outside the door couldn't hear us.

After a long breath, Xiaolan picked up the scissors again. Now she can only rely on herself. "Hey, Xiaoxun."

"Ok?"

"I'm sorry... If I hadn't called you out to play, you wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing." Xiaolan said apologetically after making up her mind.

"What are you talking about, Sister Xiaolan?" I smiled with my white teeth bared. "That's not the case. No matter what the result is, I won't blame you."

"But if I cut it wrong..."

"Hehe, I believe Sister Xiaolan can definitely cut the right thread."

"Xiaoxun... Then, what is Xiaoxun's favorite color?"

"Purple~"

"Haha~ As expected. You like purple just like brother." Xiaolan wiped the tears from her eyes and laughed. "But it's a pity that there are only red and blue here. If it was brother... red, blue, what would brother choose? Oh, sorry, it's obviously the final decision, but I still have to rely on others."

"If it was Xiaolan's brother, I think he would let Xiaolan cut the blue thread."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because... because he is Xiaolan's brother, he doesn't want Xiaolan to cut the red thread she likes. What's more... isn't today's movie the legend of the red thread?" "The legend of the red thread? Red?" Xiaolan looked up and thought. "Yeah... that's true. The red thread between Shinichi and me... I don't want to cut it!" With a smile on her face, Xiaolan's scissors cut towards the blue thread, and with a click, the blue thread was cut. The timer also stopped abruptly, and the air was filled with a sense of tranquility.

"Cut...cut it, the timer stopped!" Xiaolan's face showed a hint of excitement.

"Well~ Sister Xiaolan, we succeeded!" I smiled at Xiaolan.

"Yeah... it's... great..." Before she finished her words, Xiaolan fainted because her tense nerves relaxed in an instant. Of course, I, who was beside her, supported her immediately.

"I'm sorry, Ran. I knew I should have cut the blue wire in the last three minutes... but I still let you do it." I smiled at the angel in my arms. "Well... let it be an unforgettable memory for you and Kudo. After all, you won't be able to see Kudo for a while. Haha... Of course, you won't be able to see me either. But, as I said, just be patient. Brother will be back soon."

Because my right arm was dislocated, I could only sit on the ground with one hand half holding Xiaolan, waiting for the arrival of rescuers. But soon, Conan led a large number of search and rescue personnel to dig through the rubble and rushed over.

"Xun! Xiaolan! Are you okay?" Conan saw me and ran towards me. "Xun, Xiaolan..." Conan's expression tightened when he saw Xiaolan sleeping in my arms.

"It's okay, I just fell asleep." I said calmly. "Hurry up and ask someone to take the people here out, and call a stretcher for me. It's a bit difficult for me to walk..."

"Ah, I'll be there right away." Conan ran out, and after communicating with the rescuers, he immediately ran back. "Xun, are you okay?"

"Ah, I can still bear this level of injury." Looking at Xiaolan's sleeping face, I answered gently.

"Huh... Great, Xiaolan cut the blue thread." Conan let out a long breath. "Did you tell her to cut the blue one?"

"Well, it is."

"Eh? You know everything?"

"Ah, now that we know the criminal is Moriya Teiji, we can understand the significance of these two lines with a little thought."

"Yeah, that damn guy let me find the design just to trick me." Conan gritted his teeth and said angrily. "Luckily you were there, otherwise if Xiaolan really cut the red color according to her favorite color, it would be the end of us."

"Don't worry... Even if I'm not here, Xiaolan will cut the blue thread."

"Eh? Why?"

"Well...as for the reason, you can ask her yourself when she wakes up." Leaving Conan in suspense, I handed Xiaolan to Conan, gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, and then limped towards the rescuers. I was soon carried away from here. This huge explosion ended here.

———————————Detective Conan The Movie: Skyscraper Blast Completed————————————

Happy Birthday: Apricot

うまく话ができなくて本道はすまないと思ってる
しばらく悩んでもみたけどそのうち Tired れて sleep ってる

The weekend street is empty and the people are back.

The deepest breath in the street
それらしい言叶を和べても伝わることなど开　めからない

にぎやかなこの街の空に思いきりはりあげた声は

Happy Birthday
He's a small boy
Who is it?
いつかこの街のどこかで君とaccidental meetingっても

何たらいいのか日　　　　　　
ひとつずつこわれていく世界で流した涙に何のmeaningがある
にぎやかなこの街の空に思いきりはりあげた声は

Happy Birthday
にぎやかなこの街の空に思いきりはりあげた声は

にぎやかなこの街の空に思いきりはりあげた声は

Happy Birthday
I'm really upset that I can't have a good chat with you

Every time I toss and turn in worry, I fall asleep exhausted

The air in this city is always filled with choking heat on weekends

Just sigh deeply and it will disappear in the loudspeakers on the street
Even if there are more similar words, they can't convey
I can only shout towards the noisy sky
Happy birthday to you who is in that distant city.
For a little bit of unhappiness, I can drink till dawn
No matter how good the joke is, it can only make me smile reluctantly

If at some point, we meet unexpectedly in this city

Where will all these words come from? I don't know
My world has collapsed because of you and broken into pieces that cannot be put back together
The tears that cannot be suppressed no longer have any meaning, only emptiness remains

I can only shout towards the noisy sky
Happy birthday to you who is in that distant city.
————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

"Hmm..." Dozens of minutes after being carried out of the building, Xiaolan slowly woke up on the bed in the ambulance. Her blurry vision gradually became clear, and soon, Kogoro with tears on his face and Conan smiling beside him appeared in her eyes. "Dad... Conan?"

"Wow... Xiaolan, that's great. Wuuuuuu." Kogoro wiped his tears excitedly.

"Sister Xiaolan, how do you feel?" Conan asked.

"Yeah... I'm fine." Xiaolan sat up and shook her head, her thoughts gradually connecting with what happened dozens of minutes ago. "By the way, where's Xiaoxun?"

"The child has been sent to the hospital. The doctor said he will stay in the hospital today, and Xiaoxun himself told us to visit him tomorrow." Kogoro wiped the tears from his eyes. "I have heard everything from Conan. Xiaolan, you have to thank the child."

"Well, if it wasn't for Xiaoxun... maybe I would have already." Xiaolan said gently. "Then, let's go see him together tomorrow." While Xiaolan was talking to her father and Conan, on the other side, before Xiaolan woke up, I had already gone to the hospital. Because I thought it would be more appropriate to give the rest of the time to Kudo, I left first, and at this point I still had some things I had to do alone.

"But you are really brave, kid." A paramedic smiled at me in the ambulance. "You didn't even cry after being injured so badly. You are much better than my Taro."

"Ha, ah ha ha ~" I scratched my head embarrassedly and laughed. "Well... crying can't solve the problem anyway. By the way, doctor uncle. Excuse me, are we going to Mihua Hospital next?" I changed the subject.

"Oh, that's right. The emergency room at Beihua Hospital has been fully opened to deal with the explosion. What happened?"

"Oh, I see. Then, is there a doctor named Marissa in the emergency room?"

"Hmm? Do you know Director Marissa?" The doctor's eyes suddenly lit up.

"director?"

"Ah, Director Marissa is an all-round genius doctor who returned from studying abroad. She is good at various subjects and surgeries. Although she is only 21 years old, she has become a director-level figure in the hospital. She is currently the attending physician in the Department of Surgery. Kids, do you know her?"

"Hmm? Ah... I know her, so I guess." I smiled awkwardly. It seemed like Mary was doing well in the Mihua Hospital. This also made me feel relieved. "Um... Doctor, can you trouble Dr. Marissa to treat me later?"

"Ah... well... I can't guarantee that Director Marissa will have time, but I will try my best to help you."

“Well, thank you uncle~” Phew... Finally, Mary, we passed each other in the hospital last time, and this time I can finally talk to you.

　The Skyscraper is finished, and the Devil is on hold for now. I'm going to the Angels. Time is limited. Please forgive me for the slow update speed. That's all.

　　ps: I won’t tell you that it’s not nice to write about someone else’s birthday today when it’s my own birthday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)