Chapter 674 Just Passing By
Mihua Department Store.
In the coffee shop across the street.
Kawasaki Machi was biting into a biscuit ice cream in his hand, his round eyes staring at Okiya Subaru, who was observing the department store across the street.
"So, has the bomber really used a bomb to control an entire floor across the street?"
Ah, this cookie ice cream is so delicious, chew chew chew.
"Probably." Subaru Okiya pushed up his glasses, glanced back at the pink-haired girl eating her third cookie ice cream, and after a moment of silence, said, "If you eat so much ice cream, I won't be responsible for your stomachache later."
Kawasaki Machi stopped eating, thought for a few seconds, and then continued eating. "It doesn't matter, but aren't Uncle Mori and Conan on the other side too?"
"That's right, what's wrong?"
After finishing the last bite of his cookie ice cream, Kawasaki Machi stood up, then tugged at his sleeve and whispered in his ear, "I want to join in the fun too. Before the police arrive, will you take me there?"
Subaru Okiya: "..."
So this kid was seemingly innocent but actually quite mischievous when he was little?
No wonder Kawasaki Maru made an excuse to keep him here.
However, he did not refuse, since he had originally planned to go and take a look anyway.
They quietly arrived at the floor controlled by the bomber, where Kogoro Mouri, his daughter, and Conan were fretting over the thirteen red long-sleeved sports bras spread out on the floor.
Across the crowd, Xiao Zhenzhi, who was slightly elevated, sized up the 'ordinary citizen' with bombs strapped to his body. He exclaimed "Wow!" and whispered to Okiya Subaru, "Could that guy be the bomber himself, staging this? The bombs on his body and the ones in the cell phone slot at the stairwell are fake too."
"Oh? Why do you think that?"
Subaru Okiya glanced at the 'ordinary citizen' who was strapped with bombs and looked terrified.
"There's no particular reason, it just looks like that."
As Kawasaki Machi spoke, he yawned, rested his chin on his shoulder, and then, out of the corner of his eye, caught a glimpse of a familiar figure and straightened up abruptly.
The consequence of such a big movement was that his entire back started to hurt.
"hiss……"
He gasped, then collapsed back down.
Subaru Okiya probably sensed something too. After adjusting his position while holding him, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at a man wearing a baseball cap who looked no different from Shuichi Akai.
At first glance, he does look a lot like Shuichi Akai, but upon closer inspection, he does indeed look exactly like Shuichi Akai.
But it's quite obvious that Subaru Okiya probably knows who this guy impersonating him is.
Glancing at the meaningful curve of his lips, Kawasaki Machi peacefully closed his eyes.
Ouch, it hurts so much!
On the other end.
Bertrand is having a short phone conversation with Gin.
"Huh? You're saying you've discovered Shuichi Akai's whereabouts??"
He was about to put the orange in his mouth when he moved it away, and then said with dissatisfaction, "Why didn't you tell me? Do you think I'm that untrustworthy?"
After saying that, he started sobbing before the other person could speak, "I'm sad, there's no love left, that's it, sob sob sob sob—"
Gin: "..."
He took out a cigarette and lit it, looking a bit annoyed. "We're just here to double-check, you didn't need to come."
Bertrand's whimpers gradually subsided, replaced by excitement. "Wow, so that's what you meant! You should have said so earlier! You're so dishonest, Koto-chan~"
Gin: ...?
What is this kid so excited about?
"In that case, I'll go first... wait a minute, is the Shuichi Akai you're talking about the one with the scar on his face?"
Just as Bertrand was about to hang up, he seemed to remember something and leaned closer to the phone to ask.
"Hmm." Gin responded, exhaled a puff of smoke, and continued, "Last time, there was a robbery at Beika Bank, and the security camera captured a man in the crowd who looked like Shuichi Akai."
Bertrand said with a sudden realization, "Oh, I see. But it was just a fleeting image, right? I didn't expect Koto-chan to recognize it at a glance. Is this some kind of...some kind of...some kind of connection between rivals?"
He thought for a while before finding a somewhat suitable word, then clicked his tongue in admiration, "As expected, Koto-chan, you and Akai-san have a very strange relationship~"
Gin selectively ignored what he said, glancing out the window instead. "So you know who that guy is?"
"Well, you can ask your older sister, she knows. That's all for now, bye-bye~"
Chewing on the orange he had finally gotten a bite of, Bertrand hung up the phone without hesitation.
Gin clicked his tongue and contacted Chianti and Cohen, who were preparing to snipe, and Berry, who was preparing to ambush, to retreat.
"Big brother, isn't that guy Shuichi Akai?"
Vodka, who was in the driver's seat without exception, asked.
"Well, he's just a domineering and unlikable guy."
Gin gave a casual reply.
After the case of the bomber who used a fake bomb to control an entire floor in order to find the person who sent the red long-sleeved sports bra was closed, Subaru Okiya met Conan and his two friends before leaving with Machi Kawamoto.
"Brother Subaru? And what's Machi doing here too?" Conan stared blankly at Subaru Okiya and Machi, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.
"I originally planned to come to the Imperial Capital Bank to take care of some business, but this guy insisted on coming along, and it wouldn't be appropriate to leave him alone at home, so I brought him along as well," Subaru Okiya replied with a smile.
Noticing that the black Porsche that had been parked across the street had suddenly left, he didn't make any encrypted calls with Conan, said goodbye to them, and went back.
After Conan and the others left, a young man wearing a hat walked out of the Beika Department Store.
He got into his car in a nearby parking lot, took off his hat, and his blue hair, which had been hidden inside, fell out.
Behringer stared at Amuro Tooru, who had removed his disguise, and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, I saw it myself. This great detective was almost eliminated by the organization."
After saying that, he raised his hand and gave a thumbs-up, his face serious. "As expected of Amuro Tooru!"
Amuro Tooru's lips twitched slightly. "I knew you'd come along to see what the fuss was about."
Behrfinger chuckled, "It's alright, I just happened to be passing by."
Amuro Tooru chuckled upon hearing this, "Who would believe that?"
“Yeah, who would believe that?” Behringer said, his eyes half-moon-shaped.
Amuro Tooru hesitated, his intuition telling him that if he kept rambling on, this guy would definitely bring up old stories, so he silently shut his mouth.
Seeing this, Behrfinger silently hummed.
After a moment of silence, Behringer suddenly took out his phone and glanced at it. "Speaking of which, Bertrand seems to have asked me to go to the United States."
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