Chapter 94 A fruitful journey

"Hey, hey, move~, hey, hey, come together~"

The ship's entire broadcast suddenly began to play dynamic music, waking up the people who were still sleeping, and complaints were heard everywhere.

The unconscious Amuro Toru was also awakened by the broadcast. He opened his eyes with difficulty and checked the time in a daze. It was only eight o'clock in the morning and it was not the scheduled docking time.

The music on the radio stopped abruptly. Just as Toru Amuro was wondering if it was a mistake made by the crew on the ship, he heard a clear male voice saying, "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen."

"I'm very sorry to wake you all, but I heard you'll be docking in two hours."

"It can't be helped. Magic performances always require preparation time. Could you please gather in the banquet hall in half an hour?"

At this moment, there was a sudden noise on the radio, followed by the panicked voices of two other men.

"Hey, who are you? Wait, you're Kaito Kidd!"

"Radio, turn off the radio!"

It seemed that the two men were rushing over to arrest the Kaito Kidd who had sneaked into the broadcasting room. Then Kidd only chuckled and whispered to the microphone: "Then...see you in half an hour, everyone."

As the radio was turned off, Amuro sighed helplessly. How come Kaito Kidd was also on this ship? If he wanted to steal something, it must be the Dream of Hope. But the Dream of Hope had been hidden in the iodine bottle in room 1005. Where would Kidd go to steal the missing gem?

Amuro Toru tried to get up with difficulty, but he had no strength. He had no choice but to open the medicine box next to him, throw the blood-stained bandages on his body under the bed, and then re-apply medicine and bandages. He could feel that his body had reached its limit because he had not received formal treatment for a long time. The high fever and severe blood loss made it almost impossible for him to move.

Although he had done all the emergency treatment he could and had stolen medicine from the medical room, it was still not enough. The knives had almost pierced him through, and although he had tried his best to avoid fatal areas, his internal organs must have been damaged to a certain extent, which was definitely not something that could be solved by simply sewing two stitches.

He must receive treatment quickly, otherwise he may not survive the day.

His vision had become completely dark, so he had no choice but to take out the last injection of epinephrine hydrochloride from under his pillow and hold it in his palm. He lay on his side on the bed, staring at the direction of the needle for a long time.

Shuichi Akai was right. His current behavior was no different from courting death. Adrenaline could only keep him alive and prevent him from going into shock, but after four hours, the adrenaline would lose its effect. By then, if he could not get treatment, he would be unable to move and eventually die of excessive blood loss here.

As the drug was injected, Amuro Toru finally felt his almost stopped heart start working again. He sat up with great effort and thought about his next move.

His original plan was to manually light a few places before the cruise ship docked to trigger the ship's automatic fire extinguishing device. Then he would light Miss Suzuki's handbag so that she would find the badge inside and mistakenly think that the badge caused the fire. In this way, even if the people on the ship would not get off the ship, they would at least throw away the badges and then drive the Fire Spirit Cult who issued the badges off the ship.

Unfortunately, according to Shuichi Akai, if the Fire Spirit Cult discovered something was wrong and simply set fire to all the badges on the ship, his actions would be the death of everyone.

It would be best if he could notify Mr. Suzuki privately to see if he had any reason to notify everyone to get off the ship without arousing suspicion. And now, if Mr. Suzuki was anywhere, he could only be in the banquet hall, waiting for Kaito Kid to perform his magic show.

So he changed into the uniform of the owner of this room, pushed out a cart, and almost leaned on the cart. But he was a bartender, and there were many bottles of wine on the cart, so no one suspected him. He pushed the cart all the way to the banquet hall.

The banquet hall was in a state of panic because of Kidd's warning. All six doors were sealed with tape and guarded by a row of security guards. Many people crowded at the door to look inside, extremely excited.

"Is this the real Kidd, or is this a staged show?"

"It's so interesting! I heard before that there was a Dream of Hope on the ship, but unfortunately I didn't attend the dinner and didn't see it. I didn't expect that I would be able to see it like this this time!"

"It should be a performance arranged by the Suzuki Group, right? How could the real Kidd come all the way to the sea?"

"But we're about to dock in Korea. It's not impossible for Kidd to come from Korea, right?"

Amuro looked up and saw that only the Suzuki couple, Detective Mori and his team were standing in the empty hall, and there were a dozen staff members searching everywhere. He quietly threw the bug in, and thanks to the structure of the banquet hall, he could barely hear the conversation of the people in the center of the stage.

"Mr. Suzuki, do you want to let the guests in?" Manager Abe wiped the sweat off his face. This voyage was really unlucky and full of disasters.

Mr. Suzuki was silent for a moment. "Have you checked the banquet hall yet? Are there any strange devices?"

Manager Abe shook his head, "No, everything is normal. Besides..." He tiptoed to Mr. Suzuki's ear and said, "After Mr. Tsuchiya died, the Dream of Hope was lost, right? What did Kidd plan to steal?"

Mr. Suzuki was also quite surprised and shook his head. "I don't know, but Kidd has never failed before."

At this time, a staff member stepped forward quickly, "Manager Abe, Mr. Suzuki, Mrs. Tsuchiya is here. She said she has something important to show you two."

"Then please ask her to come in." Mr. Suzuki did not doubt him and asked someone to bring Mrs. Tsuchiya in.

What was brought at this time... Conan had some guesses in his mind, but he said nothing.

Mrs. Tsuchiya's face no longer had the previous paleness. The real murderer had been locked up by the staff on the ship, and her suspicion was naturally cleared.

But she still looked flustered, and took out a familiar box from her handbag, "When I woke up this morning, I saw this box on the bedside table. When I opened it, there was a dream of hope inside!"

Mr. Suzuki took the box and found not only the missing Dream of Hope, but also a Kid card with the words "Please place it in the center of the stage so that the magic can begin"

Detective Maori was puzzled. "That guy Kid stole the Dream of Hope, but he thought it wasn't good enough. So he returned it and stole it again?"

Conan held his forehead helplessly after hearing this. From Uncle Maori's perspective, it was indeed true. But in fact, the first time the Dream of Hope was stolen by Mr. Amuro, and then it came into the hands of Oda Hiroshi. Oda Hiroshi or Kazukage Yayoi handed the Dream of Hope to Kidd, asking him to gather everyone together.

What is the reason? What are they planning? Why is Mr. Akai undercover on the ship again?

Conan felt a headache, and none of the adults were willing to talk to him. Only Mr. Akai told him to get off the boat as soon as possible with other people.

There are dangers on board, and they are great, purposeless, and indiscriminate dangers.

He looked up at Mrs. Tsuchiya, "Aunt Tsuchiya, did you close the window before you went to bed?"

Mrs. Tsuchiya nodded. "Of course. With so many things happening on the ship, who would dare not close the window?"

Conan didn't answer, but just smiled and nodded. In other words, Kidd had a room staff card in his hand, and he could open all the guests' rooms.

Detective Maori scratched his head. "What should we do now? Should we really exhibit the Dream of Hope?"

Suzuki Sonoko narrowed her eyes, put her hands on her hips, and said as a matter of course: "Of course! This was specially sent back by Mr. Kidd. Don't you want to see Mr. Kidd perform some magic?"

Although Conan didn't understand what they were doing, he decided to follow their script. So he waved his hands, jumped up and down, and said, "Great, great, I want to see the magic show, too."

Seeing Conan's eyes, Huiyuan hesitated to speak, but finally said reluctantly: "I want to see it too."

Mr. Suzuki had no choice but to agree. "It seems that the guests are looking forward to Kidd's magic show. Forget it, since Kidd has announced it, it would be our fault if we don't let the guests in at this time. Anyway, there are no police on the ship, so we can just treat it as a magic show."

"But Mrs. Tsuchiya, you may need to be prepared to lose your dream of hope. Although Kidd has returned the stolen items before, no one can guarantee that he will return them this time."

Mrs. Tsuchiya seemed very happy to hear this. "It doesn't matter. This necklace is not something I should have. Well, no, I mean, it belongs to my husband. It hurts me to see it."

"We understand. Please accept my condolences." Mr. Suzuki said a few simple words of comfort and handed the box to Manager Abe. "In this case, just place it on the stage as we did at the original dinner."

Manager Abe broke out in a cold sweat, and his feet went weak: "Mr. Suzuki, this, this doesn't require extra preparation? If it's placed on the table, can't we just pick it up easily?"

Shiro Suzuki smiled and pointed to the sea outside. "We are on a ship. Even if Kidd runs, he can only run to the coast. I have already notified the Korean police in advance to prepare to arrest him at the dock."

Hearing this, Detective Maori nodded, "I see, that kid Kid is really hard to escape."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Agasa took out a small metal object and said, "By the way, Mr. Suzuki, I made a little gadget that can track signals. Although the distance is not very far, you can try it."

Suzuki Shiro was stunned for a moment, then reacted and took a little finger-sized metal piece from the doctor and hung it on the necklace chain. A tracker is better than nothing.

Seeing that Mr. Suzuki had made up his mind, Manager Abe had to reluctantly take over the Dream of Hope. But as soon as he put the Dream of Hope on the table, he heard Kidd's voice on the radio again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since the audience is already here, why not come in and watch the show~"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Mr. Suzuki, waiting for his decision. Mr. Suzuki was about to ask the security guard to let people in when he saw white mist suddenly appear at the six doorways. A cool breeze and mist quickly swept across the banquet hall, and petals began to fall from the sky. The pink petals poured down, making the entire venue look like a dream.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, welcome in~"

Shiro Suzuki rubbed his brows with a headache and waved to the security guard to let the person in quickly.

Toru Amuro frowned and looked around. The white mist was just formed by dry ice, which barely reached everyone's calves and did not affect their vision. He didn't know where the thief got the Dream of Hope from, and why he returned it to Mrs. Tsuchiya.

But he knew that this thief was most likely here to cause trouble.

Just as Toru Amuro was lost in thought, Kidd's cheerful voice came from the radio again.

"The time is almost up, so..."

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Magic show to start!"