Chapter 2600-2612 [The Future of the Organization]
In the basement of an abandoned factory.
Conan knocked on the door for a while, but to no avail. The cold iron door stretched out before him, making him regret for the umpteenth time that he hadn't learned some karate from his friends before.
"No, this is not a solution." Conan held his aching shoulder and stopped panting, "I'd better go find another exit first."
He turned around and wanted to explore the dark basement, but at this moment, he heard an increasingly intense conversation from above.
Conan immediately held his breath and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.
I thought the kidnappers were just having a disagreement, but when I listened carefully, it sounded more like they were arguing about something else.
As the argument went on, someone suddenly stood up. After a heavy knock, all the noise subsided.
Conan: “…” Yes, did he hear it wrong?
Why did that sound so much like a metal rod hitting the back of the head? Was there a brutal murder going on upstairs?
Just as I was scratching my head with curiosity, suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside, as if the murderer was dragging the corpse over.
Conan: “…”
Conan: “!” Got it!
…
Kataoka family.
Inspector Megure breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the children who were safe and sound. He turned to Mr. Kataoka and said, "Anyway, it's good that nothing happened. We will help you recover the 30 million ransom and the kidnappers, uh, and the scammers as soon as possible."
As he said this, he looked at his colleagues and said, "That's all for today, next..."
"Wait!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya finally figured out the situation. As a smart kid who had been involved in many cases, he sorted out the situation in his mind and soon came up with a horrifying guess.
He explained to the adults with gestures: "When we went to visit Xiaochun, Xiaochun said he wanted to go to the game hall to play for a while - in order to fulfill his wish, Conan changed into Xiaochun's hospital gown and stayed in the ward for him."
At this point, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya said anxiously: "Could the kidnappers have taken Conan as Xiaochun? - We found Conan's shoes, watch, bow tie and detective badge in the ward. If he left by himself, he would definitely take these things with him, or at least wear shoes. But now..."
The more he listened, the more he realized something was wrong: "..."
The more Vodka listened, the more his lips curled up: "..." Great.
Of course, appropriate concerns should still be expressed.
The enthusiastic "Mr. Yamada" quickly controlled his expression and said worriedly: "This is bad. If the kidnappers find out that they have caught the wrong person, the child will definitely..."
"The kidnappers will definitely kill him?" A voice suddenly came from the door, continuing Vodka's words, "Uncle Yamada knows the kidnappers' psychology very well!"
"?!" This familiar voice made Vodka shudder and he suddenly looked towards the door.
In his ghostly sight, a dusty elementary school student in a hospital gown stood at the door, raised his face and gave him a sweet smile.
The two sides looked at each other, and Conan continued what he had just said with an innocent smile: "As expected of a fan of Brother Jiang Xia, your criminal knowledge is very solid!"
Vodka: “…” Haha, with this innocent face, if someone else heard this, they might really think they were being praised.
...But this trick didn't work on him, he had already seen through the true nature of this little bitch!
This brief standoff did not last long as it was interrupted by the cheers of several children.
——Although they disliked Conan as a lackey, elementary school students would not hold grudges overnight, so the members of the Junior Detective League happily surrounded Conan.
Inspector Megure looked at this happy ending and couldn't help but smile with relief. However...
He asked Conan curiously: "How did you escape from the kidnappers?"
Vodka silently pricked up his ears: That's right, how could this kid escape from the kidnappers? Let him listen carefully to the situation - if this kid falls into his hands in the future, he must not make the same mistake as the kidnappers.
Conan scratched his head: "This is a long story... but not too long - Inspector, I witnessed a corpse dumping case!"
Mumu Police Department: "?"
…
Ten minutes ago.
Listening to the heavy footsteps approaching the door, Conan's thoughts raced. Suddenly, this fake elementary school student had an idea and quietly hid behind the door.
Soon, the heavy iron door was pried open, and the murderer dragged the body in and threw it into the deep.
While he was busy disposing of the body, an elementary school student sneaked out from behind the door and ran away.
Conan: "..." Sorry, Mr. Dead, if I had brought enhanced foot shoes and anesthesia watches, I would definitely help you catch the murderer on the spot. But I don't have anything I want now... But don't worry, I will hide nearby to see the murderer's appearance, and then immediately call the police and detectives to help you redress your injustice!
…
"That's it." Conan quickly wrote a few words on the paper and handed it to the police. "I hid quietly nearby and waited for the murderer to come out. I followed him and wrote down his license plate number - this way you should be able to find the person quickly."
Inspector Megure didn't expect such a surprise. He touched the head of his elementary school student brother with satisfaction and praised him sincerely: "Conan is so smart!"
After saying that, he stood up and sent some people to the scene to investigate the murderer.
After assigning the task, Inspector Megure turned around inadvertently and suddenly found that his brother Yamada looked unhappy.
"Are you okay?" Inspector Megure asked with concern, "Is your leg starting to hurt again?"
Vodka kept smiling: "A little bit."
Vodka: "..." Just happened to escape the crisis because of a murder? If it happened to someone else, it would still be somewhat credible, but in the eyes of the members of the organization who knew about it... who would believe it if they told it to others!
"Could it be that this kid, who is only 7 years old, has been able to imitate Uzo and arrange a simple murder case and use it for his own benefit?... He really has a good teacher!" Vodka gritted his teeth and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
He panicked for a moment, took a deep breath, and comforted himself in his heart: "No, it happened suddenly, this kid shouldn't be that capable - in comparison, it should be that Wu Zuo left a gap for this, and today's incident was a test for that little bitch.
"If you succeed in taking advantage of the murders happening around you, you can come back alive. If you fail, you will die at the hands of the kidnappers... Wuzo is just as cruel and cold-blooded as ever when it comes to treating children. He is also very good at giving sweet treats after giving them a beating - the kid has tasted the sweetness of murder, and he will definitely happily embark on the same path that Wuzo is taking."
(End of this chapter)
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