Wait, I don't think I told him that the two men in black were behind the bomb. How did he know?
As Conan puzzled over this, Yin Kong could not help feeling a little helpless as well.
If Shinobu had still been around, he would not have needed to do it himself at all.
In less than three minutes, that incredibly dependable assistant would have solved every problem and delivered the box containing the bomb to him completely intact.
Unfortunately, one of his two exploration dispatch slots was currently assigned to Zhongli and the other to Little Deer, so Yin Kong could only handle it personally.
"Who are you—?"
Noticing that Yin Kong had suddenly stopped in front of them, the two men in black froze for a moment before wary expressions appeared on their faces.
Though they were not true Black Organization Brothers, they were genuine repeat offenders and knew very well that situations like this usually meant trouble had come looking for them.
Unfortunately, before an absolute gap in strength, that vigilance was destined to be useless.
Yin Kong directly reached out, pressed his hands onto the two men's heads, and "gently" knocked them against the table in front of them.
Caught off guard by the blow, both of them naturally saw stars as the world spun around them.
"You bastard!"
More than ten seconds later, they gradually recovered from their dizziness. They immediately raised their heads in a fury, ready to teach Yin Kong a lesson.
But clearly, their resistance was nothing but futile.
With a slight exertion of force from Yin Kong, their heads slammed against the table again with a crisp sound.
"Big brother, let's talk this out!"
This time, they regained their senses much faster and had also come to understand the enormous difference