Chapter 2833 2845 [Threatening letter? ]

Gin and vodka moved in sync from both sides of the cabinet to the depths of the storage room.

The two people's vision complemented each other, like a tight capture net that covered the entire room, even the top of the cabinet was included in their field of vision.

Conan estimated the height of the top of the cabinet and recalled the heights of Gin and Vodka. A feeling of despair surged in his heart. He realized that his plan of "climbing over the top of the cabinet and escaping while the two were posing on both sides of the cabinet" was probably stillborn.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Conan realized something was wrong as soon as Gin pointed out the abnormality of the CD, and he tiptoed to the deepest part of the room.

But this only bought him a little time - there were only a few rows of lockers here. It wouldn't be long before the two scary men in black would search all the way over and find him, their enemy.

"What should I do..." Conan seemed to hear the sound of his brain burning. He clenched his fists, "I can't just sit there and wait for death. I have to think of a way."

As her thoughts turned, suddenly, the fake child's gaze fell on the locker next to her.

"!"

It was like a light bulb flashing in Conan's mind, and he thought of a good idea.

——Since the way out is blocked, why not hide in the locker!

The lockers here are very small, with a total of 5 layers vertically, each less than half a meter square.

"It's such a small place, an adult can't hide in it." Conan crawled into a nearby locker and gently closed the door:

"Even Gin and Vodka would never have thought that the one who planned to attack them was just a 'kid'.

"After arriving at this row and seeing that there was no one here, their first reaction would definitely not be 'the target hid in the locker', but 'my guess was wrong, the target had already escaped'.

"Of the two, it was Gin who made the decision, but it was Vodka who arrived here first. In other words, after noticing that there was no one in this row, Gin probably suspected that 'when Vodka came here, he was careless and let the target go'."

While Conan was thinking.

The two footsteps were getting closer and closer. Finally, with a flash, Gin and Vodka arrived in front of the last row of cabinets at the same time.

Looking at the empty storage room, Gin frowned, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Why is there no one here?" Vodka was slightly startled and looked at Gin instinctively, "Brother, look at this..."

Gin thought for a moment and said, "When you enter the house, pay attention to what's behind the door."

Vodka recalled and nodded quickly: "I was afraid that someone was hiding behind the door and attacking me, so when I came in, I deliberately pushed the door flat until it pressed against the wall, and then I walked in. After entering the door, I took a worried look behind the door, and there was indeed nothing strange."

"..." Gin looked at this subordinate who was no longer stupid, not used to it, and sorted out the situation in his mind: If this is the case, it is impossible that the target hid behind the door in advance and waited for Vodka to come in and then slipped out.

In other words, the person who set so many traps for Vodka is probably still hiding in this storage room.

But they searched the door row by row, but didn't see anyone. There was obviously no place to hide here...

Hmm? A hiding place?

Suddenly, Gin thought of something and turned to look at the locker beside him.

Vodka immediately noticed his brother's movements and looked over. Looking at the row of square iron cabinets, he was a little confused at first, and then he shuddered as if his tail was stepped on: "Are you..."

Suspect there's someone in the closet?!

As this thought flashed through his mind, countless details surged in Vodka's mind, gradually piecing together into a terrible possibility.

What kind of person could hide in such a small locker?

What kind of person would use tape and a transmitter to deliberately set a trap for him like he did just now?

The two characteristics were put together, and at their intersection, a small black shadow with a sinister smile quietly emerged.

Vodka: "..." Could it be the evil seedling under Uzo's command? !

Just as I was screaming in my heart, Gin reached out and pulled open the top cabinet door.

With a slight creaking sound, Conan, who was sitting on the bottom floor, realized what was happening outside. He instinctively held his breath and his heart beat violently.

——Gin is actually opening the cabinet!

"Is this guy crazy? No matter how you look at it, there's no way anyone can hide in such a small cabinet!" Conan's heart rate soared to a terrifying level. For the first time, he felt that the god of death was so close to him.

But at this point, all he could do was stay still and try not to make any sound, otherwise it would only accelerate the arrival of death.

In silence, another cabinet was opened.

Followed by another one right below.

The clicking sounds continued, with a steady and suppressed rhythm.

After several times, finally, with a slight sound that made one's heart stop, Conan, who was hiding in the closet, saw a ray of light shining in from the crack in the door.

However, it has nothing to do with the so-called dawn - it is completely a light of death that symbolizes the end of life.

"It's over..."

Conan's mind buzzed. A few months ago, "Kudo Shinichi" died at the hands of the Black Organization. And now, is "Edogawa Conan" going to repeat the same mistake?

He stared at the cabinet door that was gradually opening. He didn't know whether it was due to lack of oxygen or panic, but his mind seemed to be blank and he couldn't think of any solution for a while.

At this moment, he felt as if there was something extra in front of his eyes.

"?"

Conan looked down in confusion, and was shocked to find that a cat with a completely black body and only four white paws appeared in front of him.

The cat sat upright in the locker, and when it saw someone outside, its ears twitched slightly and it wagged its tail politely.

Gin: “…”

He stared at the familiar cat and suddenly noticed something.

When I turned my eyes slightly, I saw a vague pattern reflected on the smooth bottom of the cabinet next to the cat - it was the shape of a shoe.

…and it’s a kid’s shoe with a very familiar color scheme.

——There’s someone in the closet.

As for who that person is...

There was no need to guess further, Gin already had the answer in his mind.

His eyes twitched slightly and he slowly grasped the gun in his hand.

However, at this moment, there was a buzzing sound, and the phone vibrated, and a message came.

Gin: “…”

Although he hadn't seen the phone yet, for some reason, he had already guessed, like a prophet, who the email was from.

After a brief hesitation, Gin did not bend down, but took out his mobile phone and glanced at the email.

Sure enough, the message was from Uzo.

There were a few lines of unacted big words written on it:

I was held hostage by a gunman

They have three guns.

Help!]

(End of this chapter)