Zongman: Becoming Prime Minister in the Conan Universe

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Fujiwara Chihana and Ooka Momiji hugged each other in the recording studio.

The fierce burning sounds from downstairs kept coming, along with the creaking of twisting steel and the thuds of heavy objects hitting the ground. Fujiwara Chihana and Ooka Momiji trembled. They were just high school girls, and Ooka Momiji was only a year older than Fujiwara Chihana.

Death wasn't terrifying when it arrived; what was more terrifying was that death was right before them, yet they were powerless to escape. They could only wait in horror for death to come.

The temperature in the air grew higher and higher. They didn't know when the fire downstairs would burn up. Fujiwara Chihana suddenly had a thought: was it more painful to burn to death, or to be crushed to death by something? She wanted to choose a less painful way to die.

"Cough cough..."

Ooka Momiji coughed twice, choking. Black smoke had already drifted into the recording studio.

Fujiwara Chihana seemed to find the silent atmosphere too unsettling. She glanced at Ooka Momiji, whose leg was trapped under a cabinet, and asked softly, "Momiji, is your leg broken?"

Ooka Momiji shook her head: "It was very cold at first, but now I've lost all sensation. I don't know if it's broken."

At this moment, Fujiwara Chihana's phone rang again. Just a moment ago, Ooka Momiji's family had called them.

Upon learning that the two were trapped in the burning building after the explosion, they hastily told them not to move and to wait for rescue. However, Ooka Momiji and Fujiwara Chihana didn't know if they would be able to wait for rescue. The fire was simply too fast.

"Who's calling?" Ooka Momiji asked softly.

"It's my older brother." Fujiwara Chihana sniffled, pressing the answer button.

"Chihana, how's your situation now?"

Hearing Fujiwara Tetsu's voice from the phone, Fujiwara Chihana burst into tears with a "wah": "I... I'm not good at all. Momiji and I are trapped in the recording studio and can't get out. The fire downstairs is huge and will burn up very soon."

"I don't have a boyfriend yet, I'm not married yet, and I haven't had children yet. I don't want to die, wah wah wah..."

No matter how strong a girl was, at this moment, she would probably collapse.

Hearing a familiar voice, Fujiwara Chihana could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

"Don't cry yet, tell me what floor you're on?"

"We're on the fourth floor."

"Okay, I know. You wait in the recording studio."

After saying that, Fujiwara Tetsu hung up the phone decisively.

Fujiwara Chihana looked blankly at the hung-up phone, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. "What did Fujiwara-kun say to you?"

Although Ooka Momiji had a small complaint about Fujiwara Tetsu, at the moment of death, it was as if she had suddenly grown up, finding her previous stubbornness truly laughable.

"Brother didn't say anything, he just told us to wait here." Fujiwara Chihana said, wiping her tears.

Ooka Momiji suddenly had a thought.

Could it be that man wants to come rescue them? But is it possible? The fire outside is so big, the building itself can't be put out unless the fire can be extinguished in an extremely short time. But for some reason, Ooka Momiji also felt hope.

That man is called the 'Hero of the Rainbow,' perhaps he really can work miracles...

...

The road leading to the Nippon TV building. Fujiwara Tetsu, who had just released his 'Sparkle Night' and 'Love You So Much', was running alone. Sparkle Night and Love You So Much were running too slowly. If they really waited for them to reach the TV station, it would probably be too late. He adjusted his breathing, accumulating enough physical strength while running at high speed. With his physical quality, this distance was nothing to sweat about, but he was willing to suffer the pain of saving people.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" At this moment, the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground came from behind Fujiwara Tetsu. He turned his head and saw Konan riding a skateboard, also rushing towards the Nippon TV building.

(cgad) His eyes narrowed. Just as Konan sped past him on his skateboard, Fujiwara Tetsu, with lightning speed, grabbed Konan by the back of the neck and pulled him off the skateboard.

"Little kid, lend me your skateboard."

Konan found himself suddenly airborne. In the blink of an eye, a man had already snatched his skateboard and sped away!

"Holy F!" Konan was furious, stomping his foot. Who snatches a skateboard from a grade schooler? How is this different from snatching a lollipop from a kindergarten kid!

But at this moment, Fujiwara Tetsu was already speeding away on the skateboard. Konan looked at the distance. It wasn't far from the building. He gritted his teeth and could only run.

It was the voice of that person just now. Why did it sound so familiar?

Using Konan's skateboard, Fujiwara Tetsu didn't waste any physical strength and quickly arrived in front of the Nippon TV building.

The fire truck had also just arrived at this time. Firefighters were using water hoses to spray the building. However, the fire was too fierce, and it was unknown how long it would take for the firefighters to extinguish it. Many pedestrians were whispering and keeping their distance.

The TV station staff who ran out of the building were crying on the ground at this time, and some were calling others. In the distance, police cars and ambulances were approaching.

Fujiwara Tetsu quickly went to the plaza downstairs and checked the large building. The fire had spread from the third floor to the fourth, and the top and fifth floors were also on fire. For now, only the fourth floor was safe.

Assessing the risk, Fujiwara Tetsu quickly ran to a fire truck. From it, he retrieved two pieces of heat-insulating mats and two sets of oxygen equipment. He couldn't carry anything more.

"Hey, what are you doing!" The firefighters were greatly alarmed to see Fujiwara Tetsu 'stealing' things.

Without waiting for the firefighters to stop him, Fujiwara Tetsu quickly took the items and rushed towards the side of the building.

Turning the corner of the large building, Fujiwara Tetsu looked up and quickly determined his direction. With the supplies in his right arm, he exerted force with his left arm. An extremely thin golden wire quickly shot out from his sleeve, directly embedding itself into the wall of the fourth floor.

After Fujiwara Tetsu grasped it and confirmed its firmness, he took a deep breath, took a running jump, and as his entire body leaped, the muscles in his calves quickly swelled. This allowed him to directly jump over the height of three floors, leaping over the burning floors, and landing between the third and fourth floor partitions.

Immediately, he took small, quick steps, running directly upwards along the wall at a ninety-degree angle.

"Holy crap, Spider-Man?" The firefighters who were chasing Fujiwara Tetsu were all dumbfounded.

Some curious and excited passersby were even more ecstatic, hastily taking out their phones and filming him climbing the building.

Upon reaching the fourth floor, the heat in the air was intense, but Fujiwara Tetsu could still tolerate it. He quickly found the main door of the recording studio, kicked it open with one foot, and broke it open.

Fujiwara Chihana and Ooka Momiji, who had been hugging each other, waiting for death, were startled. Seeing Fujiwara Tetsu appear at the door, both of them widened their eyes in disbelief:

"Brother?!"

"Fujiwara-kun?!"

Fujiwara Tetsu didn't speak. He looked at the metal shelves blocking the way, and his brow furrowed. He quickly reached out and grabbed these metal shelves. The veins on his arms bulged. The strength that surpassed ordinary humans allowed him to lift these heavy shelves, weighing hundreds of kilograms, and throw them to the side.

Seeing this scene, Fujiwara Chihana and Ooka Momiji's eyes sparkled. They wanted to say something, but the thick smoke in the air made them choke and cough repeatedly.

"Don't talk, breathe!"

Fujiwara Tetsu quickly came to Ooka Momiji's side. He saw the cabinet that had fallen on her. With one hand, he grabbed its edge. The cabinet, which Fujiwara Chihana had used all her strength to try and move but couldn't, was effortlessly lifted by Fujiwara Tetsu with one hand and tossed to the side.

He quickly checked her over. Ooka Momiji's snow-white leg was in a slightly strange position. It should be broken. But at this time, these were minor injuries. Life was the most important thing.

Fujiwara Tetsu draped the heat-insulating mats over Fujiwara Chihana and Ooka Momiji. He took out the oxygen tanks, took a deep breath himself, and then put the oxygen masks on both of them.

"Chihana, can you move?"

Fujiwara Chihana tried to exert some force.

Fujiwara Tetsu said no more. He turned his back to Ooka Momiji and squatted down, saying, "Get on! Faster!"

Ooka Momiji didn't act coy or hesitate. She wrapped her slender arms around Fujiwara Tetsu's neck, placing her entire body weight on him.

"Bear with the pain."

Fujiwara Tetsu said, hugging Ooka Momiji's snow-white thigh with both hands. The pain came from her ankle, but Ooka Momiji gritted her teeth and held on, nodding vigorously.

Seeing that this young lady was stronger than he had imagined, Fujiwara Tetsu was relieved. He quickly said to Fujiwara Chihana, "Follow me!"

Carrying Ooka Momiji on his back, Fujiwara Tetsu and Fujiwara Chihana ran out of the recording studio. However, the window he had entered through earlier was now blocked by a large fire.

If he had come any later, Ooka Momiji and Fujiwara Chihana would truly have been beyond saving.

"Come this way. I observed before coming in, there's a window after the fifth floor on this side."

With that, Fujiwara Tetsu ran to the left side of the corridor. Fujiwara Chihana grabbed his shirt corner and quickly followed.

The temperature in the air grew higher, and poisonous gases permeated. At this moment, Fujiwara Tetsu was struggling for breath. He covered his mouth with an oxygen mask.

But Ooka Momiji, who was on his back, took off her own oxygen mask and helped Fujiwara Tetsu breathe more.

Fujiwara Tetsu took two deep breaths, nodded at her, and Ooka Momiji covered her mouth with the oxygen mask again.

Just like that, with two oxygen tanks, Fujiwara Tetsu had already carried Fujiwara Chihana up the stairs to the fifth floor. There were a few windows where there was no fire.

"Chihana, come here!"

Fujiwara Chihana obediently followed Fujiwara Tetsu's gesture and came to his left side.

Fujiwara Tetsu grabbed Fujiwara Chihana's slender waist, making her lean against him.

Fujiwara Tetsu felt emotional at this moment. Whether it was Chihana or Momiji, they were truly quite soft. Where did these young ladies look like high school students? He calmed his mind, no longer thinking wildly. With a jump, Fujiwara Tetsu carried one person and hugged another, directly leaping from the height of the fifth floor.

"Ah----"

The two girls' faces turned pale with fright, letting out a loud shriek. They tightly hugged Fujiwara Tetsu, then landed freely with him.

The passersby below were even more surprised and gasped. Some brave ones even wanted to go over and catch them.

However, just as Fujiwara Tetsu fell to the height of the second floor, he exerted force with his right hand, and another thin golden wire flew out, embedding itself into the wall!

A reaction force came from his right arm. If this force were to hit an ordinary person, their bones would probably shatter. But Fujiwara Tetsu's physical quality far exceeded that of ordinary people; he only felt a pang of pain in his arm, and his muscles swelled.

And under this powerful reaction force, his falling momentum stopped. As he released his hand, his entire body landed steadily.

The onlookers around were all stunned. They didn't know who cheered first, but loud cheers erupted, and everyone applauded.