Chapter 286, Seventy-Third Cycle (116)
Not long after Conan Edogawa and Shuichi Akai finished speaking, Pramia ran up to the rooftop and locked everyone below inside.
She was so busy checking on the delayed helicopter that she didn't even notice the black-haired child by the edge of the wall.
Conan Edogawa had no choice but to walk over and stand in the light.
"I advise you to give up as soon as possible," he said.
Pramia turned around abruptly and, upon seeing that it was the child who had spoken, her expression instantly changed.
"Who exactly are you?!"
To date, Conan Edogawa has heard this question countless times.
His answer was the same this time.
"Edogawa Conan is a detective."
*
The water tower was quite a distance from the two of them, and with the strong winds on the rooftop, even though Pramia and Conan Edogawa were raising their voices, their voices were still difficult to carry.
If both of them hadn't been sharp-eyed snipers, they probably wouldn't have been able to hear their conversation.
However, if they speak quietly here, they won't attract attention over there.
"Are you just going to let him confront Pramia alone now?" Shuichi Akai asked.
He actually knew the reason very well: Pramia was more likely to lower his guard when facing children who posed less of a threat, thus making him easier to extract information from, because this was probably the kind of plot that belonged to the "protagonist".
He asked the question to test what the others were doing and whether it would affect the FBI's operations.
After all, the FBI's mission this time was to bring Pramiya back safely.
Morofushi Kagemitsu could not possibly be unaware of this.
Ultimately, when it comes to the positions of nations and organizations, even if they cooperate temporarily, they can never be completely honest and open with the FBI.
"Prumia cannot be taken away by the United States," he simply said.
“Yes.” Shuichi Akai nodded. “Indeed.”
Morofushi Kagemitsu: "..."
Morofushi Kagemitsu: "?"
“Prumia really shouldn’t have been released.” Shuichi Akai placed his hand on his sniper rifle. “You shot her in the shoulder three years ago, but she can still make bombs. Should I give her another shot?”
Morofushi Kagemitsu paused for a moment, then began to seriously consider the matter.
Meanwhile, during this time, Conan Edogawa had already deduced the whole truth and had broken down her defenses, leading her to express her emotions to the strange child.
"It's all those five cops' fault! If it weren't for their meddling, I would have wiped out that lousy organization long ago! How could I have ended up in jail and now have to live like a rat, hiding and sneaking around!!!"
"This is the greatest humiliation of my life! This time, I will kill them all!"
"Don't even mention bombing one city! I'd rather sink this entire island nation into the Pacific Ocean! They'd all die!!!"
Conan Edogawa remained calm and extracted information from it: "So you deliberately contacted former Superintendent Muraka Tsutomu, who was retired due to injury, from the very beginning, just to facilitate the investigation of information about those five policemen."
Pramia sneered: "After I escaped, I have been investigating the Metropolitan Police Department in depth. I confirmed the information about Kenji Hagiwara, Jinpei Matsuda, and Wataru Date a long time ago, but I have not been able to find out the identities of the other two."
Because Mr. Amuro went undercover.
"I only remember that one of them was named Zero and the other was named Hiro. Although I eventually found out that their surnames were Furuya and Morofushi respectively, I couldn't find any detailed information about them, and I didn't know where they were or what they were doing now."
...That's enough already, thank goodness.
"Although I really wanted to get revenge as soon as possible, and every night I wanted to rush over and kill those two guys first, I held back until I confirmed the identities of the other two people in order not to alert them or miss anyone."
Conan Edogawa immediately pressed, "How did you confirm their identities? It must have happened recently, right?"
If we had investigated for so long without any results, then suddenly getting results must mean something special happened.
Pramia burst into laughter: "Hahaha! It's like fate is on my side! Because we saw Kudo Huai!"
Zhu Fujingguang's pupils constricted slightly.
Pramia continued, "Upon seeing Kudo Huai, Yamaguchi Kiyoko realized that Furuya had actually infiltrated the Black Organization."
“With a direction, our investigation will be much smoother.” She scoffed. “Yamaguchi Kiyoko thought that the fox who infiltrated her three years ago along with Matsuda Jinpei was also a policeman. In fact, both of them were policemen, but at the time, Furuya Rei was probably carrying out a mission as a member of the Black Organization, right?”
Conan Edogawa remained silent.
Pramia had calmed down, but the helicopter hadn't arrived yet. Continuing to chat with this strange child could pass the time, and there was also a sense of satisfaction in finally being able to announce it to the world.
"Although we still can't find any information about Morofushi, Morofushi and Furuya have a good relationship. As long as we capture Furuya, why should we worry about Morofushi not showing up?"
"But Furuya was too vigilant, and all the men we sent out to capture him failed."
"There's no other way, we'll have to take matters into our own hands in the end. It just so happens that Kiyoko Yamaguchi is also preparing to leave prison. And as long as the news of our escape spreads at the same time, the other useless cops won't be able to catch us, so he'll definitely have to step in."
Even if he knew it was likely a trap.
The escape of the two bombers was actually a smokescreen to facilitate their escape, divert the attention of other police officers, and also instantly attract Rei Furuya's attention.
"As expected, Furuya has appeared. I will never forget his face!"
"Unfortunately, only Furuya appeared at the time, and the other Morofushi was not seen, so I planted a bomb on Furuya."
Pramia couldn't help but smile as she recalled the excitement she felt when she first saw the blond youth, and the thrill and pleasure of personally fastening the bomb collar around his neck.
"Since Furuya and Morofushi are such good friends, Morofushi would definitely show up to save Furuya if he were in mortal danger, right?"
"Then I'll detonate the bomb and blow them all up! Hahaha! Since they're such good friends, let them die together!!!"
Shuichi Akai couldn't help but turn his head to glance at Kagemitsu Morofushi.
He recalled his previous series of incredibly absurd misunderstandings, all based on the excessively close relationship between Bourbon and Scotland.
But who would have thought that the two notorious members of the organization, both codenamed as terrifying figures, were actually undercover police officers and childhood friends...
They are not just Bourbon and Scotland, but also Furuya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu.
If it were Furuya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu instead, then everything would make perfect sense.
"I've done all this, but Morofu still hasn't shown up." Pramia looked at the moon in the sky and sighed.
Actually, she didn't particularly hate Furuya. What she hated most was Matsuda, who disarmed her bomb, and Morofushi, who shot her in the shoulder and left behind a bullet that represented her shame forever.
So she killed Matsuda first.
Now all the hidden ones remain.
Every time she needed to use her right arm but couldn't lift it no matter what, she felt a burning urge to tear the other person's flesh apart and fantasize about what kind of agonizing death she would inflict on them once she found them.
The thought that guy might be living a carefree and happy life somewhere she didn't know filled her with rage and made her want to destroy the whole world.
but……
Pramia suddenly turned to look at the black-haired child over there, his face gradually revealing a strange mix of regret, excitement, and pleasure, making him look even more like a madman.
“That Zhu Fu, he’s actually already dead, isn’t he?” she said softly.
Conan Edogawa lowered his head and avoided her gaze, his glasses reflecting a slight glint.
This was precisely the thing he was least certain of...
Because regardless of whether others asked directly or he probed indirectly, Mr. Amuro and the others all avoided the question.
The rumbling sound of helicopter rotors gradually drew closer.
Conan Edogawa looked up, then turned and shouted, "Prumia! Where did you hide all those bombs?!"
The sound of pounding on the door came from behind the door on the rooftop, growing louder and louder.
"What good would it do to know now? It's too late for you to stop it."
The blonde woman was still wearing that blood-stained scarlet wedding dress, but she had torn off the long skirt to reveal the various weapons strapped to her thighs.
Pramia drew his pistol, backing away towards the helicopter landing site, and raised it at him, scoffing, "You think my bombs are as easy to disarm as those cheap toys?"
"Can't it be dismantled?" Conan Edogawa deliberately misunderstood, directly hitting the nail on the head. "You made a chemical bomb. Theoretically, as long as two special liquids are mixed together, it can produce a huge explosion. The other settings are just controlling the configuration of the two liquids... Did you hide the bomb in the city's water pipes?!"
“…I’m amazed by your intelligence.” Pramia paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. “But you’re still just a child, aren’t you? You probably don’t know, do you? Shibuya doesn’t have a sewer system at all! Isn’t that amazing? It’s like a giant stage bestowed upon me by heaven!”
The helicopter landed on the rooftop, and the sound of its propellers disappeared.
Under the quiet night sky, the black-haired, blue-eyed child froze, his lips parted but he couldn't utter a word.
Seeing the unusual look of confusion on the face of the child who was usually so intelligent, Pramia felt a surge of satisfaction. Faced with her inevitable death, she generously explained, "Haven't you noticed? The pumpkin lanterns hanging densely above the streets of Shibuya this year seem unusually heavy?"
Upon hearing this, the black-haired child was immediately terrified and turned to look at the pumpkin lanterns that were everywhere on the street below.
Hahahaha—
Pramia took out the remote control for the bomb and laughed heartily.
"Anyone who knows my identity must die!!!"
"Really?" A familiar voice came softly from beside her.
"What—" Pramia turned her head sharply, but before she could even see who it was, the remote control was snatched from her hand, and at the same time, her shoulder was dislocated by a slap.
"Ah!" Pramia fell to the ground and looked up to see a blond man who made her hate him to the core getting off the helicopter.
He was even blatantly wearing a police uniform!
"Kurutani!!!" She stood up and saw Yamaguchi Kiyoko leisurely stepping down from the helicopter behind her. She roared, "Yamaguchi Kiyoko! How dare you actually betray me! Don't you care about the fate of the Yamaguchi-gumi?!"
"I don't need your help with that, I don't need to worry about it." Kiyoko Yamaguchi smiled and took out her phone. "A tree dies when transplanted, but a person thrives. I'll just have them leave the dangerous place."
Before she could finish speaking, a loud bang rang out, and a bullet pierced her palm, instantly shattering the phone in her hand.
Accompanied by Kiyoko Yamaguchi's scream, the phone with a hole in the middle fell to the ground.
Everyone looked toward where the shooting had taken place.
On the edge of the rooftop, under the bright moonlight and blue vertical lamps, the figure of a man covered in bandages was clearly illuminated, holding a smoking sniper rifle in his hand.
The wind on the rooftop grew stronger that night, blowing off his hood and loosening the bandages on his face, revealing a pair of sharp blue eyes.
Kiyoko Yamaguchi blurted out, "Scotland?!"
Pramia roared almost simultaneously, "Zhufu!!!"
After shouting, the two paused for a second before suddenly turning to look at each other.
Kiyoko Yamaguchi: "?"
He is Zhufu?!
Pramia: "?"
He's from Scotland?!
Of course, the most shocked person was Conan Edogawa, who was standing next to him.
He opened his mouth wide and stared at the man opposite him, unusually doubting his own supposedly excellent hearing.
……ah?
Is this person Zhufu?
ah? !
Is Zhufu the same as Scotland?
The man in front of him did indeed have very distinctive blue, upturned eyes, and he seemed somewhat familiar... not in the way that he resembled Officer Gao Ming... but in some other way...
"Zero, are you alright? Are you hurt?" the man asked, his first words expressing concern for Furuya Zero.
His voice... sounded somewhat familiar...
Conan Edogawa felt the night breeze was unusually cool tonight.
He thought, isn't that the voice of Midorikawa Hikaru, the chef at the Iroha Sushi restaurant next door?
……ah?
Today should just be Halloween, not April Fools' Day, right?
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