In just that short time, Ayako had already drawn up a blueprint in her mind. She planned to go back and investigate who the inventor of the skateboard was.

"Chase after them!"

Yuzuru directed the driver to turn around and catch up with Conan and the others. He was unaware of Ayako's thoughts, otherwise he would have personally introduced her to the mad scientist from the Detective Conan world—Professor Agasa.

Conan's series of outrageous gadgets were all made by Professor Agasa. Even Ai Haibara, who often went to his house with the Detective Boys, said she couldn't understand them most of the time.

It is Conan's true lifeline.

However, what Yuzuru Nan wanted to know more was, if Professor Agasa became popular and his gadgets were sold to everyone at the Black Organization, would Conan still be able to act so recklessly and recklessly?

With Hanyu Nan's order and Ayako's confirmation, the driver suddenly turned the steering wheel, making a sharp 180-degree turn, and with the sound of tires screeching against the ground, sped off after Conan and the others.

"It looks like that red sedan hit Ayumi and then fled the scene, and is being chased by the devils of the suicide squad."

As Ai looked at the target getting closer and closer, she easily deduced what was going on based on what she had seen through the viewing mirror.

Upon hearing this, Ayako ordered those ahead, "Faster!"

She hates people who, when faced with problems, don't try to solve them but just run away.

"Yes, Chairman!" The driver obeyed and slammed on the gas pedal.

The Rolls-Royce's engine roared to life.

A luxury car is a luxury car; its features are completely incomparable to those of ordinary cars.

In the blink of an eye, you can see the license plate number of the red sedan.

【Shinjuku33

33-96

"Shinjuku 33-33-96, that's the one." After confirming that he hadn't followed the wrong route, Conan gritted his teeth and increased the speed of his skateboard again.

Just then, Yuan Tai suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, "Wow, those two really nice cars are coming too!"

"It's a Rolls-Royce, Genta!" Mitsuhiko continued, trying to correct Genta's statement.

"What?" Conan was startled, his brain racing as he tried to deduce whether it was a coincidence or something aimed at him.

Before he could figure it out, the Rolls-Royce had already sped up beside him like lightning.

"Do you two want to die? Pull over to the side of the road right now." The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Ai's cold face, and she started cursing without any politeness.

"It's Ai!" Genta exclaimed in surprise.

"Haibara-kun!" Mitsuhiko's eyes widened as well.

Upon seeing who it was, the two men were shocked, but their expressions quickly turned to delight.

"Ai, hurry and chase after that red car! It hit Ayumi and ran away!" Genta said anxiously, pointing ahead.

"Shut up!" Ai turned her attention to Conan Edogawa, glaring angrily. "Who told you to lead them around courting death?"

"I?"

Conan gradually slowed down his skateboarding speed. He was initially curious about Ai Haibara's presence here, but the next second he noticed that she was staring at him coldly.

He quickly retorted, "They insisted on following us!"

"No, it's Conan who said we can't just leave these kinds of things to the police; our Detective Boys have to catch the criminals ourselves." Genta looked at Ai's cold face and felt a chill run down his spine, so he decisively betrayed his teammate.

"Yes, it was Conan who wanted us to come together," Mitsuhiko chimed in, not daring to disobey Ai's authority in the slightest.

You should know that among the Detective Boys, the most terrifying person is none other than Ai Haibara.

If you make her angry, the consequences can be quite serious.

Hearing their words, Conan was so angry he almost vomited blood. Clutching his chest, he exclaimed, "You guys!"

They were the ones who insisted on coming along, but now they're putting all the blame on him!

"You're finished, Edogawa."

Ai ignored Conan's explanation, thinking that she had just used up the blood drawn last time for the experiment, and would go draw two more vials later.

The most important thing is to develop an antidote as soon as possible.

"Hi, Conan, good afternoon!"

Yuzuru leaned forward, greeted them with a smile, then closed the car window, and the Rolls-Royce instantly overtook Conan and the others.

"Why is he here too?!"

Conan looked at the figure he had always dreamed of catching, and his expression instantly became serious and solemn, his heart filled with doubt and unease.

As a detective, his keen intuition told him that something was seriously wrong.

"Hey Conan, we need to hurry and catch up!"

After Yuzuru Nan's car drove away, Genta, who had been listless, suddenly perked up and anxiously urged Conan on. Mitsuhiko, standing nearby, chimed in, "Yeah, if we're any later, we'll lose them."

Genta shoved Conan's shoulder hard and shouted urgently, "Hurry up, Conan, get the skateboard running!"

"hehe…"

Conan was speechless at these two cowardly bullies. He could only sneer and then push his skateboard to its maximum speed.

He wouldn't let any opportunity to contact Yuzuru slip by; perhaps this time he could find a crucial clue.

"Hit it," Yuzuru calmly ordered, his gaze fixed on the panicked red sedan ahead. "Stop it immediately!"

Compared to the brutal method of using telekinesis to slam the other person and their car directly into the ground.

He would be more interested in trying the American-style interception method.

"Huh?" Upon hearing Yuzuru's request, the driver was stunned and didn't react for a moment, wondering if he had misheard.

Seeing this, Ayako immediately said seriously, "Do as Yuzuru says!"

It's just a Rolls-Royce. As long as Yuzuru Nana likes it, she would do anything without hesitation, not just this kind of thing, but even something as simple as putting her hair up.

"Yes!" Now that the chairman had spoken, the driver dared not hesitate any longer. He immediately shifted gears, aimed at the rear of the red sedan in front, and slammed on the gas.

Yuzuru smiled and pulled Ai and the squinting Ayako into his arms, while also casting an invisible psychic shield over the driver to prevent him from being injured by the impact.

"When we collide, there will be an impact, so it'll be safer to hide in my arms!"

"Yes, thank you, Yuzuru."

Ayako buried her blushing face in Yuzuru's broad chest, feeling the masculine aura that completely enveloped her, and responded softly in a gentle voice.

Ai wasn't so easily fooled. She pinched him hard before focusing on the upcoming show ahead.

American-style stop!

It's been a long time since I've seen this. The last time I saw this was when she was studying in the US.

The person she stopped was only two sidewalks away from her.

I never expected that I would be the main character this time.