The warehouse doors were tightly shut, and the lights illuminated Conan and the others clearly. The enemies surrounded them in a fan shape, each with a sinister grin on their face.
"Hmph, do you think you can take away cultural relics so easily?" the leader of the enemies sneered.
Conan's gaze was firm, showing no sign of being intimidated by the predicament before him: "How will we know if we don't try?"
Ran Mouri clenched her fists, preparing to rejoin the battle. Lin Yu checked his dwindling supplies, his expression grim. Ai Haibara, meanwhile, pondered a strategy.
Nightshade whispered, "Don't panic, everyone. Let's rush out together."
As the enemy drew closer, the battle resumed. Conan, agile and nimble, weaved among the enemies, searching for an opportunity to break through. Ran Mouri displayed her karate skills to the fullest, each strike carrying immense power.
Lin Yu used the last of his weapon resources to create a brief period of chaos. Ai Haibara took the opportunity to observe the enemy's layout and discovered a ventilation shaft behind the enemy lines.
“There!” she exclaimed.
Conan understood immediately and led everyone towards the ventilation shaft.
In the fierce battle, Ran Mouri was injured once again, and her sleeves were stained with blood.
"Ran, hang in there!" Conan shouted anxiously.
Nightshade stepped forward and shielded Ran Mouri from a wave of attacks.
Finally, they reached the bottom of the vent. Lin Yu used tools to open the vent cover.
"Quickly, go up one by one!" Conan said.
Ai Haibara climbed up first, followed by the injured Ran Mouri.
Just as Lin Yu was about to go up, a group of enemies rushed over.
"You guys go, don't worry about me!" Lin Yu shouted.
Conan grabbed him and said, "Let's go together!"
With Conan's help, Lin Yu also successfully entered the ventilation shaft.
However, the enemy also began climbing the ventilation shafts, attempting to pursue them.
Conan and Nightshade covered the rear, stopping the enemy's advance.
The ventilation shaft was narrow and dark, so everyone could only crawl forward desperately.
Suddenly, a fork in the road appeared ahead.
"Let's split up!" Nightshade said.
Conan and Ai Haibara form one group, while Ran Mouri and Lin Yu form another, each heading in a different direction.
Conan and Ai Haibara cautiously felt their way through the ventilation shaft, with shouts from enemies coming from behind them from time to time.
"This way!" Conan spotted an exit.
They jumped off the exit and found themselves on the other side of the island.
At this moment, Ran Mouri and Lin Yu finally managed to shake off their relentless pursuers and quickly rejoined the others. Once everyone was together, the atmosphere became somewhat tense.
"What should we do now?" Lin Yu broke the silence first, asking everyone anxiously. His gaze swept across each person's face, hoping to get a feasible solution from his companions.
Conan frowned, his gaze fixed firmly on the enemy base hidden in the darkness in the distance. After a moment's thought, he said, "Without a doubt, our most urgent task right now is to find a way to get the stolen artifacts back!"
The words had barely left his lips when a deafening roar of helicopter rotors suddenly filled the air. The unexpected sound made everyone's hearts tighten, and they all looked up at the sky. A black helicopter was rapidly approaching them, its fuselage gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, like a ferocious beast opening its blood-red maw to pounce.
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