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Chapter 73 Spoiler by Feng Jiang
On the other side, Gin saw that the new caller ID showed a proper mobile number instead of the previous one, and knew that the caller was probably the guy who had said he was getting a new phone and then hung up on himself.
He checked the time on his phone. Although he thought the other party's claim that Fatty Piglet was over there was a lie to delay him from blowing up the communication bridge, he was still a little worried that Fatty Piglet was really there. So he answered the phone faster than before, almost as soon as it rang.
When Matsuda saw that the call had been answered and that Hagi had come over and seemed eager to hear, he simply turned on the speakerphone. With Rei Furuya's advice, his tone became much more relaxed: "Hello! I'm in a hurry, so I'll answer your question first."
We are not actual members of the organization; we are just assistants recruited by one of your colleagues to collect activity funds. Because of that person, we know a little about the organization, but we don't know your specific identities.
Until the last time on the Shinkansen, I only knew you were Kaze-chan's brother, not that you were that person's colleague. It wasn't until after we dismantled your bomb that I heard the bomb's design resembled that colleague's.
After hearing about your physical characteristics, the other person guessed that you might be that person's colleague, and then this time, you unfortunately ran into trouble at the fundraising event. Anyway...
"You set up the bomb yourself, you know how much time you have left. We need 30 seconds to evacuate. Ask me any questions you have for the remaining time, and I'll answer them to the best of my ability, out of respect for Feng Jiang."
Although it only takes the junior schoolgirl's ability 3 seconds to evacuate, judging from the realistic perspective of Detective Conan, such a short time would definitely arouse suspicion from the junior schoolgirl's brother, right? Judging from Hagiwara's tone when relaying Furuya's words, he seems to be a very suspicious person!
"Uh... it's okay to say a few more words, just give me 3 seconds." Feng Xingshou wanted to hear her brother's voice a little longer, and at this moment she didn't care that it was a bit intimate for Matsuda to hear her voice directly, so she walked to his side and whispered in his ear.
Matsuda felt a ticklish sensation on his ear, and upon hearing the junior's voice, he realized how she had spoken directly to Hagi earlier. He didn't have time to criticize Hagi for taking advantage of the junior.
Considering the feelings the junior student had when she said that, guessing that she might be missing the other person, I immediately changed my words to what she said into the phone: "Tsk! It's okay to take a risk and give us 3 or 5 seconds."
"...Who is the one you're talking about?" As soon as the call connected, Gin heard this series of questions. Just as Furuya had predicted, he directly asked the question that Furuya had mentioned.
Upon hearing his answer, Matsuda and Hagiwara, while proud of their friend Furuya's growth and his thorough understanding of Gin's personality, replied according to Furuya Rei's suggestion: "Sorry, we cannot disclose this question to anyone without that person's permission."
After answering, they held their breath and waited for Gin's next question, all thinking in unison that he should ask them what happened with Kaze-chan, and why Kaze-chan was there!
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"Wow! Your friend is amazing. Not only did he believe we were from 2025, but he also guessed the questions my brother would ask after the phone call connected! It seems he knows my brother exceptionally well." Feng Xingshou, who was standing nearby, also exclaimed after hearing his brother's long-lost voice.
I couldn't help but praise their friends, then asked somewhat uneasily, "Will my brother ask about our relationship, how I came to Japan, and other questions, just like he guessed? He told you to improvise? What are you planning to say?"
What could stop him from contacting me at this time? I'm not prepared to tell him the truth, that I traveled from 25 years ago, and each time I come here...
I can stay for an hour.
Could it be that I can't contact my present self to change my future fate in order to maintain the ability I gained 25 years ago to enter the past? That's definitely not going to work! My brother may be a little superstitious, but his belief in Detective Conan is even stronger.
If you don't provide solid evidence, he won't believe a word you say. It's a pity I'm in this dimension and can't call my brother directly, otherwise I could tell him directly and wouldn't have to lie to him. Sigh! Last time on the Shinkansen, I also didn't think things through.
If I had been a little quicker-witted back then and thought of this method of letting people in the real world hear my voice, and had just told him directly, he probably would have believed me, cough... well! Knowing his temperament, at least he might have believed me a little...
"By the way, if we tell him now that he might get into trouble next year and I won't hear from him for the next ten years, so he can be on guard, would that change his mind about losing contact with me next year?"
"Feng-chan... Shh!" Matsuda's eyes widened at the junior's string of words. Even though he couldn't see her, he quickly called out to her and gestured for her to stop talking.
"Hmph!" Less than two seconds after Matsuda stopped Kazesei-no-Mori from muttering, Gin snorted coldly: "Since you know there are only forty-odd seconds left, why don't you hurry up and leave?"
After saying that, he hung up the phone immediately.
The three people present couldn't help but look at each other. Hagiwara asked in bewilderment, "He didn't even ask about Fuu-chan?"
"Cough! It's probably because I told him before that Feng-chan was here too. After all, he's Feng-chan's brother, and he probably felt that Feng-chan's safety was more important than any questions he had!" Matsuda could only guess, looking at the phone that had been hung up.
Hearing what they said, Feng Xing Shou quickly glanced at the countdown in the upper corner and hurriedly whispered in Hagiwara's ear, "There are less than 30 seconds left, let's get out of this dungeon quickly!"
"Um!"
"good!"
Seeing that they agreed, Feng Xingshou immediately put Hagiwara and Matsuda into his spatial backpack, and then skillfully passed through the dungeon exit...
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Meanwhile, on the other side, Furuya Rei stared at the phone that had just been hung up, his gaze very serious. It turned out that he had agreed so readily and even quickly come up with a way to deal with Gin, just when he had previously expressed his disbelief in Hagiwara's unscientific words.
Suddenly, I heard an unfamiliar female voice coming from the phone. The voice seemed to ignore me, the person on the other end of the phone who could hear her, and spoke only to Hagiwara in a very intimate tone.
Furthermore, although it is still not explained in detail, it subtly corresponds to the words of Hagiwara and Matsuda. He would not easily believe a simple conversation between a stranger, but what if what this woman said corresponds to what his trusted friend said?
Hagiwara had told himself from the beginning that the worst-case scenario was that Hiro, the class president, and the others might lose 10 years and wouldn't be able to meet again until 2025. Just now, Hagiwara also said that Gin's sister in 25 years had the ability to save them from the past.
Now that it's confirmed that the people I just spoke to were indeed Hagiwara and Matsuda, and that they were rescued under circumstances with no way out, then even if it can't be explained scientifically, it doesn't mean that Hagiwara was lying.
And he also hoped it was true, so that even if Hiro and the class monitor had another terrible outcome, at least they could reunite in 2025, and they would have more time after 11 years...
He took a deep breath, quickly processing his experiences of the day, his words to Hagiwara and Matsuda, and the solutions he had devised for them.
However, this was enough to temporarily dispel Gin's doubts.
However, he still needed to patch things up with Gin to convince the suspicious Gin of their story and prevent him from contacting Hagiwara's girlfriend at this time. With that in mind, he deliberately waited for a while.
During this time, he received an email from Kazami informing him that most of the Twin Towers A building in Seymourne City, including the roof, had indeed been blown up. His instructions were timely and prevented casualties among firefighters.
Only then did he dial Gin's number. Once the call connected, his clear and calm voice instantly transformed into a bourbon accent as he spoke into the phone: "Gin, you seem to be very busy today! After all these days, you still haven't dealt with Sherry?"
"Bourbon!" Hearing that familiar mocking tone, and hearing the words that immediately used his own work setbacks or failures to satirize him, Gin called out Bourbon's codename in an annoyed tone.
But then he sneered, "Hmph! You're calling me at this hour, so those two guys are really connected to you? They're future members of the organization, one codenamed Darmo, and what's the other's name? How much future intelligence did they tell you?"
"What future intelligence? Am I hallucinating? Or have you gone mad from watching sci-fi and fantasy movies?" Bourbon's expression changed upon hearing his words. What did he mean? How did Gin know that Matsuda and the others came from the future?
Could it be that they 'confessed'? I let them do whatever they wanted, and they just went ahead and did it like that? How could they be so 'unreliable' in the future? Bourbon was sweating profusely as he pretended to deal with Gin.
He tried to coax Gin into revealing more, hoping to get him to deduce how Matsuda and Hagiwara had managed to improvise to the point that Gin knew they were from the future. -_-|| He continued in his skilled bourbon accent, "I think you've probably misunderstood."
"Misunderstanding?" Gin asked meaningfully upon hearing Bourbon's emphasis on the word "misunderstanding."
“It really is a complete misunderstanding!” Bourbon’s voice sounded completely innocent. “Dalmore and the others just called me and said that you seem to have some kind of misunderstanding, and asked me to explain it to you.”
"Them? Besides Darmo, what's the other guy's code name?" Gin seemed indifferent to who his fat pig was dating, but what he really wanted to know was detailed information about that guy.
"..." Hearing him ask that, Bourbon thought of the relationship between his friend Hagiwara and Gin's sister, and instantly confirmed that Hagiwara was right. Don't be fooled by Gin's cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel, and indifferent antisocial killer appearance.
In reality, he's still a flesh-and-blood older brother who cares about his sister's boyfriend, cough cough! It's just that, how should Hagiwara himself be framed? Couldn't he have first explained how Hagiwara and the others are going to improvise with Gin? And mentioned future events, clarifying things before asking?
Despite his internal monologue, Bourbon quickly reconsidered and decided to proceed with his original script. As for Gin's mention of the future, which differed from his own script, he didn't think about it.
He could easily claim that this was all a strategy to protect Gin's sister's boyfriend. He refused to believe that Gin would actually harm him because he was biased towards his sister's boyfriend...
After quickly making up his mind, Bourbon continued with his seemingly truthful yet seemingly untrue answer: "They are not members of the organization, but just some assistants I recruited to collect funds for the activities."
However, to facilitate their operations, conceal their true identities and origins, and avoid being targeted by flies, they each adopted a codename that was somewhat similar to my style. Besides the one you know, Darmo, another one was called Granwitt.