Mihua Central Hospital.

While many patients fell into a deep sleep, because of Kusuda Rikumichi's bomb, a group of FBI agents searched every possible location in the hospital for the bomb with infinite tension and urgency.

Even the defense line that was originally responsible for guarding Rena Mizunashi was withdrawn.

"Please, Akai, you must arrest him before he can contact the organization."

After arranging everything, James immediately called Shuichi Akai.

"I understand, but if that guy has a cell phone with him, there's nothing we can do."

Shuichi Akai held the steering wheel with one hand and replied to James on his mobile phone with the other hand, while chasing Kusuda Rikudichi in front with ease.

"It doesn't matter."

Just as Akai Shuichi finished speaking, Conan suddenly came out from the co-pilot seat and took the co-pilot seat: "During the day, I took advantage of the time when he left the ward to sneak into the room, found his cell phone and threw it into the water."

This move can indeed be described as "cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron". At this moment, Kusuda Rikumichi was a little overwhelmed by Conan's "little trick".

After all, he had finally stolen the information, but his phone broke down and couldn't transmit the information. It was a mental breakdown.

"But boy, don't you trust us so much?" After hanging up the phone, Shuichi Akai asked while speeding up and chasing ahead.

"Of course not, just in case."

Conan smiled and said, "After all, you sent so many people to monitor him and were so eager to arrest him. I felt that if something went wrong it would probably turn into the current situation, so I made some extra preparations.

I think Mr. Akai has anticipated this, right?"

Although Conan used a question, his firm tone showed that Conan had already confirmed this.

In response, Shuichi Akai just smiled meaningfully and asked back, then stepped on the accelerator and caught up with Rikumichi Kusuda's car.

Two cars were driving side by side. When Rikudori Kusuda in the other car saw Shuichi Akai, his expression changed drastically. He then rolled down the window, pulled out a pistol and fired decisively.

However, Shuichi Akai had predicted the opponent's attack when he saw the gun, so he easily slowed down and avoided the shot.

Before he could speed up, he saw Kusuda Rikumichi's car crash directly into the guardrail of the road, and then rushed directly towards the slope.

Shuichi Akai and Conan came to the smoking vehicle to check the situation, and in the end they only saw the scene after Kusuda Rikumichi committed suicide.

"He actually shot himself?"

After receiving the call from Shuichi Akai, Judy and James, who was driving to chase the two of them, were both shocked.

"If that's the case, then that means the bomb thing was just a bluff." James breathed a sigh of relief.

"But this can be considered as intercepting him before he could contact the organization."

Judy said, holding the phone: "Not revealing the information about Rena Mizunashi's whereabouts is probably the best outcome."

"No, I'm afraid he has already passed the information to those guys in the organization."

Akai Shuichi looked at Kusuda Rikudichi who committed suicide in the car, and rejected Judy's words: "This guy must have used some method to regularly contact the guys in the Black Organization to pass on the information he investigated in the hospital.

But now he has committed suicide by shooting himself and escaped to another world, and contact has naturally been cut off.

Not receiving any information is sometimes another form of intelligence transmission. If this kind of report is submitted every day, then I'm afraid those guys will be here tomorrow."

Thinking of those figures, Conan's eyes were filled with undisguised solemnity.

A life-or-death battle is coming!

……..

"Beihu Central Hospital, is that the prison where the FBI is keeping an eye on Keel?"

In the black Porsche, Gin Jiujiu's face showed a hint of a sneer: "You are really good at hiding it."

"That's right, but we have lost contact with the people who infiltrated the hospital."

Vodka said while driving: "Brother, if we let other people sneak into the hospital to spy on intelligence, wouldn't it be a bit too slow?

Those FBI agents lurking in the dark and monitoring us might also underestimate us."

"After they discovered that our people had sneaked into the hospital, they sent more hunting dogs to guard it." Gin sneered.

"Well, no matter what you plan to do next, you should still thank me for this."

Vermouth in the rear driver's seat smiled faintly: "After all, I was the first to learn that Kiel was seriously injured and was likely to be sent to a hospital."

Vermouth was referring to the information she had obtained from the boy whose mother was killed by his father.

It was precisely because of this information that they were able to narrow down the scope from such a large city like Tokyo and obtain intelligence after such a long investigation.

So it was not wrong for Vermouth to say that she should be thanked.

"The kid whose information you got seems to have been hidden by the FBI." Gin, who was standing aside, seemed to remember something and spoke after hearing what Vermouth said.

"He's just a kid who got in on the act. He's not very useful. It should be fine if we don't care about the little information we gathered, right?"

Vermouth seemed to hear dissatisfaction from Gin's words, but smiled nonchalantly and said, "Compared to this, there are more important things to do now, right?"

"But how do we get Keel out of FBI custody?"

Vodka asked, "Now that our people have been exposed, the FBI will definitely be wary of us rescuing Kiel.

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