After the harrowing kidnapping of Ran Mouri, Conan, Lin Yu, Ai Haibara, and Kogoro Mouri were deeply shaken. They knew that their enemy had become increasingly ruthless and unscrupulous, and the challenges they were about to face would be even more formidable.
During their in-depth follow-up investigation into the kidnapping case, the police unexpectedly uncovered some shocking clues. It turned out that the remnants of the criminal organization that had been secretly vying with them had extremely close ties with a mysterious and powerful conglomerate. This conglomerate, like a giant hand hidden in the shadows, continuously provided the criminal organization with ample funds and abundant resources to support their fanatical revenge operations.
"What exactly is the purpose of this conglomerate? Why did they choose to help these vicious criminals?" Lin Yu asked, his brows furrowed and his mind filled with doubt.
Conan gazed into the distance with his wise eyes, and after a moment of contemplation, slowly said, "Perhaps they have a secret they are hiding, or perhaps they want to use the power of a criminal organization to achieve some ulterior motive."
Ai Haibara's face was filled with worry as she said anxiously, "In any case, this means that the enemy we are about to face is far stronger than we previously imagined."
Meanwhile, the once peaceful city seemed shrouded in gloom. Strange cases began to occur frequently, trade secrets of important companies were stolen without warning, and critical infrastructure was severely damaged without warning. Social order instantly descended into chaos, people's lives were greatly affected, and panic and unease spread to every corner of the city.
Without hesitation, Conan and his friends stepped forward and began investigating these bizarre cases. As the investigation deepened, they discovered that all the clues, like arrows, pointed invariably to the mysterious conglomerate.
"It seems they are deliberately creating chaos in an attempt to achieve their ulterior motives," Conan said with a serious expression.
During their arduous investigation, they encountered unprecedented obstacles. The conglomerate, with its immense power and far-reaching influence, easily interfered with the police's normal investigation. Not only that, they escalated their actions, relentlessly threatening and intimidating Conan and his friends.
"Stop meddling in other people's business, or you'll face the consequences." An anonymous threatening letter, unsigned, arrived in Conan's hands like a cold wind.
However, Conan and his friends were not intimidated by these threats; instead, they became even more determined to reveal the truth to the public.
During a solo investigation, Kogoro Mouri narrowly escaped an accident. Thanks to Conan's keen observation and quick reflexes, he was spotted and saved in time.
"These guys are truly depraved and have no bottom line!" Kogoro Mouri said angrily, still shaken.
Faced with such a grim situation, in order to obtain more crucial evidence and thus unveil the mystery of this conglomerate, Conan, after careful consideration, finally decided to risk infiltrating the conglomerate's heavily guarded headquarters.
On a dark and stormy night, the city's hustle and bustle gradually subsided. Conan, dressed in a black night suit, moved like a nimble shadow, using his extraordinary intelligence and fearless courage to successfully evade the tight surveillance and patrols outside the conglomerate building, silently infiltrating the seemingly impregnable structure.
His steps were as light as a cat's, carefully navigating the dimly lit stairwell. Every step was taken with extreme caution, skillfully avoiding patrolling security guards. His eyes were sharp, keenly searching every corner that might hold important clues, driven by a single, unwavering belief—to find evidence and uncover the truth.
Finally, after a grueling search, he discovered a crucial clue in a lavishly decorated office. It was an ordinary-looking computer, yet it contained a wealth of crime-related records and detailed conspiracy plans.
Just as he was about to take out his portable miniature storage device to copy these precious and dangerous documents, a series of steady yet hurried footsteps suddenly echoed in the hallway.
Conan's nerves tensed instantly. He quickly and silently hid under the table, his heart pounding in his chest. He tried to calm his breathing, gripping the miniature tranquilizer gun tightly, his eyes fixed on the direction from which the footsteps were coming, ready to act decisively if necessary.
The person who entered was a high-ranking executive of the conglomerate. He was tall, with a cold and stern face, and his eyes revealed an air of authority and arrogance that came from long holding a high position. As soon as he entered the room, he keenly sensed the subtle abnormality in the air and began to look around warily.
Conan's heart was in his throat, and fine beads of sweat unconsciously appeared on his forehead. But he suppressed his inner tension and maintained absolute silence and composure.
Fortunately, perhaps Conan was too well hidden, or perhaps the higher-ups were not vigilant enough. After a cursory inspection, the higher-ups did not discover Conan's presence and left the room with a hint of doubt.
After confirming that the higher-ups had left and that the surrounding area was safe, Conan breathed a long sigh of relief. He quickly crawled out from under the desk and copied the important data from the computer to a storage device as fast as he could. Then, just as he had come, he quietly left the dangerous office, successfully escaping unscathed from the conglomerate's headquarters.
However, even the most careful plans can go awry. Despite Conan's extreme caution during the operation, the conglomerate still noticed some clues about his risky actions.
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