Conan and Heiji Hattori, who had been observing from a distance, also clearly witnessed the horrific scene that had just unfolded.

"Kudo, you're right, Yuusuke and his family are all crazy!"

Hattori Heiji was sweating profusely, and his voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

Shuichi Akai's miserable state truly terrified him.

Even from such a distance, he could almost feel the excruciating pain firsthand.

That's a man's most important dignity!

"Heh, you're just finding out now?"

Conan was already used to it.

That's all; at least they've survived.

Ai Haibara from the Hanyu Nana family is truly devoid of any emotion in her eyes; she looks at everyone as if they were lab rats.

If it were her, Conan felt he could easily be seated at the FBI agent's table.

"So what should we do next?"

Heiji Hattori took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Conan, while looking around through his binoculars, replied, "We don't need to worry about this agent; the FBI will handle it. Our current objective remains the group..."

As they were talking, Conan was suddenly blinded by a bright light.

He immediately became alert and looked in the direction of the light.

"Found it!" Conan exclaimed excitedly in a low voice.

"Are they those men in black?"

Heiji Hattori quickly picked up his binoculars and looked in the direction Conan was looking.

On the rooftop of a building not far away, the barrel of a sniper rifle protruded, and next to it stood a large, dumb-looking man dressed in black, head down, seemingly talking to someone.

"Are these the men in black you mentioned, Kudo?"

"That's right, it's them!"

Conan nodded solemnly, his eyes revealing an unusually resolute anger.

Gin, vodka, I've finally found you.

It's time to get revenge for shrinking!

What are they trying to do?

"Let's snipe that agent lying on the ground. We can't be the ones snipeting us, can we?"

Hearing Conan's answer, Heiji Hattori also thought it made a lot of sense. So he turned around and was about to discuss what to do next when he saw that Conan had already put down the binoculars and was fiddling with something.

"Kudo, what are you doing?"

Heiji Hattori looked at Conan with a puzzled expression.

"I want to give them a big gift first!"

With a determined look in his eyes, Conan spoke while pressing a button on his belt, and a fully inflated ball instantly sprang out.

Then, to Heiji Hattori's utter bewildered expression, Conan crouched down, activated his power shoes, got into position, and then, with all his might, launched the ball with a powerful kick.

"This kick is for making me lose Xiaolan!"

Conan roared, his eyes burning with fury.

...

"Wonderful, absolutely brilliant! Is this really Detective Conan's work?"

Looking at the close-up of the soccer ball flying in the air, recorded by the drone on the screen, Yuzuru Hanyu couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.

It was sparking in the air; the whole ball was practically a fireball.

This isn't playing football, this is firing cannons!

"Tsk~" Sister Bei couldn't help but click her tongue.

What did she see?

That kid from Yukiko's family actually launched a nuclear missile with his foot!

The "nuclear bomb" exploded on the rooftop where Gin was, creating a thick plume of smoke that seemed to shake the entire building.

"The organization has fallen on hard times; they've been bullied like this by two kids!"

Akemi's focus was completely different. After seeing Conan's actions, her eyes lit up and she almost applauded him.

Yes, that's it, start it!

Those who watch the excitement are never afraid of things getting out of hand!

"Who provided him with all this equipment? It must have been expensive, right?"

Sister Bei asked curiously, glancing at Yuzuru Hanyu, as if he should know the answer.

Yuzuru knew this perfectly well, and said with a strange expression, "It's a doctor who can't sell his inventions. He's friends with Yukiko, so he made them for Conan for free."

He genuinely felt that Dr. Agasa had chosen the wrong path and shouldn't have kept focusing on inventions related to people's livelihoods.

If he had chosen to switch to the military industry earlier, he would probably be a world-renowned scientist by now.

When Beijie heard that Yukiko knew someone, she nodded thoughtfully and didn't pay much attention to it anymore.

If it were the old her, seeing these eye-catching gadgets, she might have immediately kidnapped the person and taken them back to the organization to invent something.

But now...

Bei turned her head and glanced at Yuzuru, who was leisurely lying on Akemi's lap, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Then she casually pressed down on the big foot that was rubbing back and forth on her leg, and glared at him.

Her little owner is the most amazing inventor in the world.

Compared to him, everyone else was like a firefly trying to outshine the moon.

...

“20, 19, …”

Gin glanced at his watch expressionlessly and silently started counting the time.

Since Akemi Miyano hasn't returned for so long, it means that she and Shuichi Akai no longer have any feelings for each other.

Indeed, with that big shot around, who would even look at a traitor like him?

In this way, they will no longer have any worries and can safely kill Shuichi Akai.

Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in Gin's eyes.

He slowly pulled the trigger, and the crosshairs in the scope landed steadily on Shuichi Akai.

With just a gentle tap, this traitor's life could be ended.

However, at that moment, an unexpected event occurred.

Gin suddenly felt a strong chill coming from behind him.

He instinctively turned around to look, only to find that there was no one behind him except his loyal little brother Vodka, who was taking off his hat and fanning himself because he was feeling hot.

But the chill did not disappear; instead, it grew stronger.

"What's wrong, brother?"

Vodka saw Gin turn his head and quickly put his hat back on.

Gin ignored him, but his brows furrowed, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.

His sixth sense, honed by years of living on the edge of life and death, told him that things were definitely not that simple.

He tried to calm himself down, but the chilling feeling wouldn't go away.

Just then, Gin suddenly heard a sharp whooshing sound. He stared intently and his pupils contracted sharply.

He didn't see any ball or anything like that; he only saw a raging fireball hurtling towards him with astonishing speed and lightning-fast force.

"Damn it!" Gin couldn't help but curse, then without hesitation put down his sniper rifle and nimbly flipped over to take cover.

It moved so fast that it even forgot to remind Vodka, who was still standing there dumbfounded and at a loss.