Chapter 901 I know you're anxious, but please don't rush.
Upon learning that Chizuru was missing, both Ran and Conan instinctively assumed that Death was behind it again. However, Kogoro's next words changed their minds.
Kogoro Mouri's expression was grave. "But rather than saying they've disappeared, it's more accurate to say they've been kidnapped."
He took out his phone, showed them an anonymous text message, and said, "Just now, we received a threatening message from a kidnapper."
Ran Mouri took the phone, and Conan leaned over to look at the contents.
[Three days later, prepare an amount that satisfies me and place it under the public bench at number 3 in Mihana Plaza. I believe a human life isn't cheap in your eyes, is it? Of course, if the amount doesn't satisfy me, then I will kill him. I believe that given the composer's popularity, his fans won't let you off so easily.]
The two fell silent.
That probably isn't Death, since they don't need to kidnap people to get money.
However, Conan noticed a key word in Kogoro Mouri's words. He looked up at him and asked in confusion, "'We'? Besides you, Uncle, did anyone else receive this message?"
“Yes, the police also received this text message.” Kogoro Mouri nodded affirmatively.
"So, Dad, what are you planning to do?" Ran Mouri asked as she handed the phone back to Kogoro Mouri.
"Inspector Megure and I have decided to prepare a certain amount of money first, investigate the person who kidnapped Chitake in the next two days, and then put the items in the designated location on the last day."
Kogoro Mouri briefly explained their plan to the two men, then reassured them, "But you don't need to worry too much. The criminal is mainly after money. He should return Chizuku after he gets the money."
Ran Mouri, who has seen a lot of storms during this period, didn't show much worry; she just nodded slightly.
Although she was indeed worried about Qianzhu, she felt that someone else should be worried.
For example, that kidnapper.
Based on Gaius's words on the Tiles cruise ship, Death shouldn't allow Qianzhu's death to happen, so when they learned that Qianzhu had been kidnapped, there was actually a high probability that they would go to rescue him.
Furthermore, Kurosawa and the men in black around him are definitely not simple people; they certainly wouldn't allow anything to happen to Chizuru, so...
I guess I should sympathize with that kidnapper a little bit.
Thinking of this, Ran Mouri glanced at Conan, and their eyes met.
Both of them paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked away.
However, even though they thought that way, they still took action.
In the past two days, they have been busy running around investigating all the suspects.
While they were busy with their work, the Black Organization was also keeping an eye on the matter.
Bertrand's expression was far from pleasant; he sat on the sofa looking sullen.
"It's so annoying," he said, his tone slightly harsher.
Seker sat beside him, massaging his shoulders and earnestly comforting him, "It's alright. Death's people will probably take action anyway, and if all else fails, the church will also set out. Chino will definitely be fine."
Bertrand puffed out his cheeks, his eyes full of resentment. "What if something happens?"
"..." Sekter paused for a moment, then made a small suggestion: "Then... let's capture that person and torture him properly?"
Bertrand raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes brightening a little. "Great idea!"
"Anyway, Rum and the others are already investigating, and I believe they'll have results soon." Secett put his arm around his shoulder and rubbed his cheek against his head, giving off a feeling of petting a cat.
"hold head high."
Bertrand leaned against him.
The two started chatting casually, then talked about fun places and where to go next.
"Hey, let's go to Hokkaido next time!"
When the topic of travel came up, Bertrand's eyes lit up even more. "Sapporo, Hokkaido—it's perfect for cherry blossom viewing in spring, and I haven't even been to see the flower fields at Shikisai-no-Oka yet!"
Seeker nodded repeatedly and chatted with him enthusiastically about popular tourist attractions in Hokkaido.
Then, as they chatted, they started talking about how to lure Gin and the others along as well.
"Team building activities? Doesn't seem like a good idea." Sekter clicked his tongue and shook his head. "How could someone as busy as Gin possibly go to those places without a mission... Hmm? A mission?"
Their eyes met, they stared at each other for two seconds, and then both gave each other a mischievous, scheming smile.
Gin, who had just returned after completing all his tasks for the day, met the eyes of the two men that clearly indicated something was wrong.
Gin: "......"
Let's shoot them before they carry out their bad idea.
"Hehe~" Bertrand laughed twice, then looked away from Gin, exchanged a glance with Sext, and got up to go back to his room to sleep.
But as soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he seemed to have missed a step and fell flat on his face!
"Hey!"
This startled Seeker and Vodka, who quickly ran over to help him up.
But this immediately made them realize that something was wrong.
Bertrand's face was a little pale, and he was clutching his abdomen. The bruise from his earlier fall was quite noticeable on his fair forehead.
He stared blankly ahead, feeling dizzy and confused, before finally taking a deep breath.
Seeker's face darkened, and he rummaged through his bag, pulled out a porcelain bottle, poured out a blocking pill, and gave it to him.
"Could it be the symbiote?" Vodka frowned.
“Yes, after all, he’s still in the hands of his kidnappers.” Sackt picked up Bertrand, who had instantly fallen asleep after taking the drug, and took him back to his room before returning to the hall.
"Have you heard from Rum yet?" he asked Gin.
Gin, who was holding his phone, stood up immediately upon hearing his words, casually putting the phone back in his pocket. "Let's go."
Seeker raised an eyebrow, got up and followed.
Gin got into the driver's seat and, after Vodka and Sekert got in, immediately drove to their destination.
Caught off guard by the sudden forward lurch, Sext's head hit the ground. He rubbed his head and silently fastened his seatbelt.
I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush.
While they were on their way, Conan on the other side also received a call from an unknown number.
He answered the call with some doubt, and then heard Qianzhu's weak voice coming through.
"Qianzhu!?"
Conan, who was still listening to Kogoro Mouri and the police's analysis at the Metropolitan Police Department, suddenly spoke up, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"Qianzhu, where are you now?"
Conan couldn't wait to ask.
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