"If that's really the case, then we have to stop them." Heiji Hattori's expression turned grave.
Most of the officers from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department had probably been deployed here, and with the hostages here as well, that added up to over a hundred lives!
So many lives were at stake—this was no small matter. If Conan were expected to stand by and do nothing, sorry, but he couldn't do that.
Even Heiji Hattori absolutely couldn't stand by and watch. He would definitely get involved in this.
Though neither of them had the strength, they would see this through to the end.
"You two, what have you been whispering about?"
Heiji Hattori and Conan had been whispering softly, so naturally the terrorists noticed them.
A somewhat scrawny young man walked toward Heiji Hattori and Conan, a handgun in his hand.
He looked murderous. From the killing intent in his eyes, Heiji Hattori and Conan could tell that the man before them had killed before.
He was approaching them with such murderous intent—what was he planning to do? Was he going to make a move against them?
Heiji Hattori and Conan tensed up at once, their hearts practically leaping out of their chests. Even the two great detectives could not remain calm at a time like this.
At the brink of life and death, what did it matter if they were great detectives? They were still just as flustered and terrified.
"What were you whispering about just now? Care to tell me?"
The young man crouched down, a fierce look on his face. One glance was enough to tell that he was a ruthless character.
"My little brother was scared, so I was comforting him," Heiji Hattori immediately came up with an excuse.
"Scared?"
Conan immediately put on a very