In midair, as he fell.
Kuroba Kaito desperately tried to save Conan, who was plummeting from above.
But just as he spread his Hang Glider and approached Conan...
Conan suddenly swung around, white light flaring from the soccer shoes on his feet as he kicked at him.
"What the hell?!"
Kuroba Kaito dodged in time, flapping aside to evade the kick. "Hey, are you trying to get yourself killed?"
"I'm trying to save you, you know!"
He couldn't understand why this kid was so obsessed with him.
Was he willing to die just to drag me down with him?
What kind of kamikaze brat was this?!
Of course, Conan wasn't some idiot who had rushed into a kamikaze attack shouting slogans about giving his all for seven lives, charging forward without hesitation, and dying only after exhausting himself, leaving Ran a widow.
He had prepared for this before jumping.
He crossed and pulled the clasps on the straps of the bag slung over both shoulders.
A loud bang suddenly exploded in midair.
Right after that, the bag on his back burst open, deploying a massive parachute.
Professor Agasa's inventions were still reliable when it mattered.
Otherwise, I'd be meeting the King of Hell today.
Thinking that, he couldn't help feeling relieved. Grabbing the parachute straps, he chased after the white figure ahead. "Kaito Kid!"
"This brat..."
Kuroba Kaito's mouth twitched as he stared at the parachute, silently grumbling, "Which bastard gave this guy a parachute?!"
"Damn it!"
"If I catch him, I'll pull out every last hair on his head!"
"..."
Watching Kaito Kid and an elementary schooler soar through the air—one gliding ahead with a Hang Glider, the other trailing behind with a parachute—Hakuba Saguru no longer even wanted to complain.
Why did every single one of you have