Chapter 58 (Previously Chapter 57): A Test of Black and Red: Starting Again...
I don't have time to mess around with you guys!
Outside, bombs rife with conspiracies and codenamed members roaming about, while inside, the heat intensifies due to the flaming lithium batteries. In this scorching atmosphere, Shuichi Akai and Rei Furuya engage in a fierce and unrestrained battle.
Conan, focused on resolving the crisis, watched the intense battle unfold before him. After the two had been fighting for what felt like the nth round, he finally lost his temper, clenched his fist, and delivered a final downward punch, shouting, "You two, stop fighting!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a deafening explosion, truly belonging to the eight eggs, resounded beneath their feet. Unlike the loud noise of a lithium battery explosion, which mainly involves flames and smoke, the three people inside the Ferris wheel felt a violent tremor coming from beneath their feet.
Conan rushed towards the flames, and as he adjusted his glasses to look over the railing, a silver figure plummeted headfirst into the distance, disappearing into the mushroom cloud that was rising from the black and red sky.
Curaçao… He gritted his teeth and was about to go closer to investigate, but the second explosion that followed stopped him in his tracks.
Conan gripped the trembling railing tightly. Amidst a series of muffled thuds, he looked at the red and black smoke that had completely engulfed Curaçao's figure. His tightly pursed lips gradually straightened, before finally drooping downwards.
The two people behind him stopped their attacks the moment the explosion rang out. Now, they stood at a safe distance, looking at the billowing smoke in the distance with different expressions.
Rei Furuya smiled as he watched the flames, his eyes sparkling with life. His blond hair was whipped back by the wind from the explosion, and he turned to look at the black-haired, green-eyed man, raising his eyebrows high.
It seems the Japanese Public Security Bureau's faked death operation was successful; what fell down were either dummies or corpses. The real Curaçao has already been moved away.
Without teammates to cooperate, even a lone wolf would find it difficult to gain an advantage in an attack. Moreover, he was not only facing two powerful opponents who had received the organization's codenames, but also the close cooperation of many public security and logistics personnel.
This operation to intercept Curaçao and gather intelligence has come to an end.
Shuichi Akai, having withdrawn his gaze, glanced at him, bent down to pull over the black violin case he had casually tossed aside, and said calmly, "It seems you've taken the lead this time."
“Of course, this is Japan.” Rei Furuya smirked, his dusty white shirt billowing in the wind. “How could I let you snatch food from my jaws?”
Does this mean Curaçao is still alive? Conan, clinging to the railing, turned to look at the two who had already tacitly stopped, glanced at Amuro Tooru's blond hair and dark skin, and blinked.
Furthermore, Mr. Amuro has consistently spoken from Japan's perspective, so was it the Japanese Public Security Bureau that intervened in this matter?
He turned to face his old adversary and said, "FBI, after you faked your death, why didn't you obediently go back to your America? Why did you come to Japan?"
"Because there's something I care about here." Shuichi Akai slung his violin case over his shoulder, and his dark green wolf eyes, as calm as a still pool, showed no emotional ripples despite the failure to snatch the person this time.
Seeing Furuya Rei's triumphant appearance, he slightly curled the corners of his mouth and suggested in a deep, magnetic voice, "I helped you stop Curaçao, so this intelligence should be shared."
“Impossible.” Rei Furuya crossed his arms, his face darkening immediately. “FBI, if it weren’t for that shot you fired, we would have caught her already.”
Hey, Conan, who jumped down from the railing and walked over, put his hands in his pockets and looked at Amuro Tooru speechlessly. Mr. Amuro can tell Mr. Akai's identity at a glance, so why does he keep calling him the FBI?
"Is that so?" Shuichi Akai remained noncommittal, looking down at Conan, whose face was covered in a layer of ash from the surrounding smoke. He gestured with his phone, "Boya, I'm not fit to stay any longer. I'll explain later."
He did not suggest taking the bright boy with him when he left.
On one hand, the fact that the other party was able to witness him fighting with Bourbon means they must have been involved in the Curaçao incident. Given Conan's personality, he would inevitably try to contact Rei Furuya, who is an undercover agent for the Public Security Bureau.
So, if we can get some information about Curaçao through him, it would be quite worthwhile.
On the other hand, he hadn't revealed Bourbon's true identity beforehand to guard against any adverse reactions that Conan's abnormal condition of reverting to childhood might cause.
However, after tracing back along the trail from Scotland, there's no need to worry about that anymore. Shuichi Akai thought of the black-haired girl who was always around Conan; clearly, Elle's identity had also been hidden.
Then, this clever boy could certainly approach Bourbon. He pulled himself together and assured Conan, "This time I'll tell you everything."
“Okay, Mr. Akai.” Despite being angry that the other party wouldn’t share information, Conan calmly nodded in response, standing still as he watched Akai Shuichi stride toward another exit.
Rei Furuya also stood in place, watching his hated rival leave. His body, which had exerted all its strength in the previous fight, gradually relaxed. The soreness and pain were slowly detected by his nerves after the adrenaline subsided.
The phone vibrated three times; Hiro had succeeded.
"Great." He slowly exhaled, about to say something to Conan beside him, when he noticed that Shuichi Akai had stopped at the corner.
"What are you doing?" The blond man looked up warily at the man in the beanie who had turned to the side, reached into his pocket and gripped the pistol, his gray eyes fixed on the man's every move in the distance.
Shuichi Akai didn't make any move. He simply turned around at the corner, looked at Rei Furuya who had a wary and suspicious expression, and said, "Don't make that face, Bourbon."
"I just think you're very lively today." He looked at Furuya Rei's expected speechless and annoyed expression, smiled slightly, waved his hand, turned around and walked around the corner: "But this is better than before, keep it up."
"How absurd." Furuya Rei chuckled in response, pulling his hand out of his pocket and flexing his wrist, which had been working up a lot of muscle that day.
"What are they talking about..." Conan revealed his crescent-shaped eyes, completely baffled by the mysterious and intense magnetic field between the two.
After watching Shuichi Akai's figure completely disappear around the corner, he looked up and met Rei Furuya's gaze, asking bluntly, "Mr. Amuro, are you an undercover agent planted in the organization by the Public Security Bureau?"
This fact can be basically inferred from the conversation just now, and Shuichi Akai's suggestive affirmation also indicates that Tooru Amuro, codenamed Bourbon, is on their side, but the two of them are from different groups with different stances.
but.
Conan pushed up his glasses, his large, bright blue eyes peering through the reflective white lenses at the handsome older brother who was usually gentle and considerate. The man's aura was still quite imposing at this moment.
He had no vested interests at heart; everything he did was to expose the true nature of that organization, to find a way to restore his body, and to return to a normal life.
In order to see the person I have been missing for a long time in person.
Therefore, he was determined to find a way to obtain information about the organization. Conan watched as the blond man knelt down in front of him, his eyes bright and resolute. Whether the man, as an undercover agent, wanted to conceal the truth or refuse, he would not give up.
"Ah, yes." But unexpectedly, Furuya Rei chuckled and readily admitted to this assessment.
He looked at the elementary school student in front of him, whose expression and behavior were nothing like a child's. He combed back a handful of messy blond hair, revealing a youthful yet handsome face, and said slowly, "It's not the first time we've met, but let me introduce myself anyway."
“Bourbon, that’s my codename.” Furuya Rei said, pulling down a lever on the side control box. As the mechanical friction slowly began to turn, he added, “I’m also a public security police officer belonging to the National Police Agency of Japan.”
Sure enough. Conan watched as the Ferris wheel beside him resumed its rotation, and the pile of lithium batteries in the distance slowly fell silent, the thick smoke beginning to dissipate little by little as the sea breeze swept through the hall.
As the smoke gradually dissipated, Rei Furuya withdrew his hand and rested his chin on his lap. He tilted his head and looked at Conan, saying with interest, "Since you chased me all the way here, it means Vermouth must have told you something, right?"
Rei Furuya looked at the bespectacled boy in front of him, his mind racing through the information he had gathered over the past few days regarding Conan's connections. The rapidly flipping through his files finally settled on a high school student photo and a kindergarten group photo.
A bright red equal sign appears between the two photos.
Although it's hard to believe this is real, after seeing Zhuge Tongzhi in her youthful form at the jewelry exhibition that night, the illogical pretense was completely stripped away, and the truth behind all the inconsistencies became clear.
"Would you mind telling me?" He gave the gentle smile he usually wore when serving sandwiches to customers, his purplish-gray eyes and the corners of his mouth curving up as he naturally called out Conan's real name, "Shinichi Kudo."
Conan instinctively grabbed his watch, but Rei Furuya immediately placed his hand on the back of Conan's hand, gently squeezing the watch, which contained the tranquilizer dart, into his palm.
“I noticed it before. You used this to impersonate Kogoro Mouri and solve cases, didn’t you?” The blond man smiled and reassured him, “Don’t worry, your and El’s identities are kept secret and haven’t been reported to anyone.”
Zhuge... Conan instantly thought of the day they arrested Ireland, when Zhuge Tongzhi told him and Kid to leave first because there were police officers present.
Although Ireland had already been taken away when he arrived, Zhuge Tongzhi did return to Beika Town safely and his life was not restricted in any way.
Feeling the taut hand beneath him loosen its grip, Furuya Rei simultaneously released his grip, stood up, dusted himself off, and said in a relaxed tone, "Well, it seems we've reached an agreement."
"What about Curaçao? Is she still alive?" Conan lowered his wrist and looked up to ask, "Vermouth said you were ordered by Rum to deal with her, but she was taken away by the Public Security Bureau, right?"
"And what about the bomb on the Ferris wheel? Won't stopping the Ferris wheel attract the attention of the bomber?"
"Bingo, but there's no reward." Furuya Rei finally had a moment to check the text messages on his phone. He and Conan headed towards the exit the elementary school students had come through, and he answered them one by one: "The bomber died in a traffic accident last night, and the bomb has now been defused."
'Zero has brought Curaçao back to the safe house.'
'I received Hiro and I'm coming back right away.'
After replying to the most urgent emails, he gestured for Conan to stop asking questions and then gestured towards the exit, saying, "Now, you should go and meet up with your classmates."
Rei Furuya escorted the elementary school students to the exit, then turned and walked towards another exit. He couldn't explain why he was in the Ferris wheel right now.
"You know where to find me." The waiter at Poirot Cafe turned around, winked, and disappeared in a few steps.
All the crises suddenly disappeared, and within a day he learned the code names of the two distilleries and even saw the faces of the two men.
Having arrived with the determination to brave all eight eggs, Conan, who had just watched a live Mortal Kombat game, walked out of the exit with a sense of unreality and stepped onto the Ferris wheel's platform, looking down at the dusty ground beneath his feet.
"Conan, it really was you who ran in." He looked up at the man's voice and saw Kenji Hagiwara coming out of carriage 36. Jinpei Matsuda, carrying a tool bag, followed a step behind him.
The curly-haired man carried a bomb disposal box containing the dismantled bombs in one hand and a black-haired girl with her head drooping in the other. The child in his arms looked up after hearing Kenji Hagiwara's words.
The girl who was bright and cheerful the last time we met is now covered in patches of black and gray, and half of her face is covered in patches of dark and light gray. She has completely lost her ability to move independently and can't even touch the ground.
It was Zhuge Tongzhi. Conan looked at his friend who was waving at him with a sheepish grin, then glanced at the disheveled Hagiwara Kenji on his back and the dark-faced Matsuda Jinpei, and was not quite sure what had happened in carriage 36 just now.
Behind Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji, three elementary school students who had just come out of the carriage were being led by Sato Miwako and Takagi Wataru onto the descending passageway. Despite their thrilling adventure, they were still full of energy, jumping and waving at Conan.
After leaving the amusement park in police cars from different departments, the five elementary school students, who had been playing around on the Ferris wheel, finally met up with Professor Agasa and Ai Haibara at the Metropolitan Police Department, where they had been waiting for them.
Then he was severely scolded one-on-one by the other parents who were also waiting.
Unlike Ayumi Yoshida, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, and Genta Kojima, who were scolded on the spot by their exasperated parents, and unlike Conan, whose head was being twisted by Ran Mouri's fist, Kirito Zhuge was the first of the children to leave.
Guardian Morofushi Hiromitsu is currently busy dealing with Curaçao and is unable to spare the time, so he made up an excuse to go on a temporary research trip to another city and entrusted the girl to Mouri Ran.
However, when Ran Mouri arrived to deal with the two children after receiving the news, Jinpei Matsuda said that Kirito had been injured in the incident and needed to be treated promptly, so he took the children away first.
Zhuge Tongzhi arrived at the infirmary suspended in mid-air: OvO
"Wash your face first, then treat the abrasions."
Matsuda Jinpei placed a clean towel and a bottle of iodine on the table in front of the girl, then quickly pulled the curtain between them closed. He turned around and looked at Hagiwara Kenji, who had taken off his coat. The deep and shallow wounds on Hagiwara's back made him frown deeply.
Fortunately, the police uniform provided some insulation, so there wasn't much glass residue inside the wound. It could be disinfected after rinsing with saline solution, but for such a large area of cuts, it's best to go to the hospital for further treatment.
You're in for it. Matsuda Jinpei forcefully pressed a cotton swab soaked in iodine onto the wound in front of him, and the person in front of him immediately began to hiss and gasp dramatically.
Go ahead and act.
As a seasoned veteran with ample experience in fighting and committing crimes, Matsuda Jinpei's men quickly and meticulously disinfected the wound, skillfully placing small pieces of sterile cloth on it to prevent dust from getting in.
In the quiet room, neither of them spoke.
Through the curtain, Zhuge Tongzhi quickly treated the few minor scratches on his body, quietly climbed down from the stool, and hesitantly pulled on a corner of the curtain in the silence.
How did things turn out this way? The girl, whose little bag of trinkets hadn't been of much use, clutched the curtain in distress, wondering how she was going to salvage the situation now.
Before she could pull it open, Matsuda Jinpei spoke first.
"I'll only ask this once, why?"
Zhuge Tongzhi paused, his hand gripping the curtain.
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Author's Note: Due to the inherent influence of the plot, Akai still participated in the pursuit in Scotland.
However, El succeeded before anyone else.
So Akai had fought her and had a somewhat deep, but not much, impression of El.
Then, after Scotland's 'death,' Bourbon's relationship with Akai, who had hunted Scotland, deteriorated further.
(He already disliked that person, haha)
That's why Akai said Zero is very lively now, which was a bit of a teasing remark.
These will be discussed later.
I'm explaining this because I'm afraid you cuties won't get it (shyly).
…
From Song Tiantian's perspective, this whole thing is really baffling.
However, Hagi Enen also found it difficult to give an explanation (shrug).
However, everything will definitely be fine!
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Some basic information:
If we were to divide beer into two categories, we could divide it into Lager and Ale.
One was described as a "calm and composed engineer," the other as a "passionate and unrestrained artist."
Different fermentation methods result in different tastes.
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