Chapter 172 Twenty-eight Vigilantes

Okay, just a little bit more...

Conan had a serious look on his face. Relying on his small stature to not attract attention easily, he had moved to the position closest to the kidnapper without him noticing, and could almost see the other person's mobile phone screen clearly.

Of course, this position can also see the scene outside earlier than the kidnappers - Conan was almost certain that the disappeared Akae Nazuki had gone to change his uniform, so when he came back, he could help comfort the other hostages in the waiting room more quickly.

As Conan expected, less than half a minute later, the sound of chaotic footsteps could be heard faintly from the corner of the corridor outside the waiting room.

...Wait? Conan's eyes showed surprise, and his heart sank.

No, at least two people came.

The owner of the footsteps did not hide it, and soon even the kidnapper who was absent-mindedly tapping the screen of his mobile phone at the door heard it. He looked over impatiently, and the gun in his hand knocked against the table, making a terrifying sound.

"Okay, we can call it a day now."

The person coming around the corner was a man dressed exactly like the kidnapper, except that he was wearing goggles so big that they covered most of his face.

As he spoke, he roughly pulled the boy he was holding towards him, and with his other hand he pulled the boy's hair, forcing the boy to raise his face, exposing himself to his companions.

The man, Kidnapper No. 2, smiled maliciously and said, "Our chairman came to us on his own initiative."

Kidnapper No. 1 raised his eyebrows, and the impatience on his face quickly disappeared: "Where did you find this guy? So fast."

"The bathroom door on this floor." Kidnapper No. 2 answered without thinking, "Who cares? The boss only wants us to catch this guy. The rest is irrelevant. Leave it to the boss."

Kidnapper No. 1 agrees with this statement.

As temporary mercenaries, they could have received a handsome reward just for coming to Tokyo to complete a mission. Now that the mission was completed, they could leave at any time to collect the balance. Who would care whether it was a trap or not?

Besides...

Kidnapper No. 1 couldn't help but step forward and pull the young chairman's soft hair. He complained in his heart that rich people are different. His hair was so smooth that he almost couldn't pull it. He nodded to his companion, "That's right. It's not that hard to catch such a tender young man."

The boy's eyes were probably filled with tears because his scalp was torn by kidnapper No. 2. He bit his lip and realized that this group of people were coming for him from the beginning: "Wait, wait a minute! Who hired you? No matter how much he offers, I can give you ten times! Let me go now, and I'll have my butler pay you right away!"

"Wow, you are so generous, you are worthy of being the chairman of Chijiang Group." Kidnapper No. 1 said with a click of his tongue, put the gun in his other hand, and patted the boy's cheek with the back of his free hand. "What a pity, I was almost tempted, but in our line of work, we still have to be trustworthy."

"That's right. Otherwise, you'll have money to earn but no life to spend it." Kidnapper No. 2 glanced at his companion's face, then added deliberately, as if he wanted to see the boy's hopes shattered.

He pulled back again, forcing the boy's neck to tilt back at a greater angle. The pain made his face pale, but the two kidnappers didn't even give him a glance.

The people in the waiting room could hardly hear what they were saying, nor could they see what was happening outside. Only Conan, who was leaning against the door frame, could see everything.

This scene couldn't help but shake Conan's inner guess.

The chairman didn't change his uniform? Could it be that he wasn't... How could this be possible? He was clearly...!

But Wuming is so strong, how could he be captured so easily and endure such humiliation? Is it necessary to hide his identity to this extent? Even if he reveals a little bit of his skills, it won't matter at this critical moment.

Kidnapper No. 1 relaxed and yawned: "So we're leaving now? I wonder if the bombs have been put away by the third brother yet."

There are also bombs! Conan was shocked and temporarily put those crazy thoughts behind him.

Damn, if only I knew how many kidnappers there are... But the most urgent priority should be to evacuate all the hostages. Have the people from the Metropolitan Police Department arrived?

The kidnappers did not take their cell phones, so Conan was able to secretly find an opportunity to send a message to Officer Date, whom he was familiar with. Judging from the time, they should have arrived by now.

Conan took a deep breath: No matter what, we must not let the kidnappers take Akae Nazuki away like this, otherwise who knows what will happen.

He surreptitiously leaned half of his body out again, raised the anesthetic watch on his wrist, and swung the crosshairs at kidnapper number two who was pulling the chairman's hair, then pointed at kidnapper number one's neck.

It is certain that the Chairman had shown good qualities before. Conan guessed that he was acting so "weak" in order to prevent the kidnappers with guns from attacking the hostages. If he could help knock down the kidnapper No. 1, the Chairman could knock down the kidnapper No. 2 who was now unarmed.

He gritted his teeth and thought that if it really didn't work, he would just use the football to knock the opponent out. Now he didn't have more time to think of a better plan, so he had to do this.

If Wuming said so, he should be able to understand what he meant.

...right?

Conan's thoughts were in a mess for a moment, but his finger steadily pressed the launch button after kidnapper No. 1 turned around.

There was a flash of silver light, and the unsuspecting kidnapper only felt a stab in the back of his neck. Drowsiness overwhelmed his reason, and he opened his mouth, but before he could utter a word, his heavy body fell to the ground, and the gun fell beside him.

Good opportunity, now is the time——

"Hey, what did you do, little brat over there?"

Kidnapper No. 2 shouted at Conan in a panic: "What's going on, I..."

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone beeped and his companion's voice rang in the automatically connected phone: "Have you found the target? It's time to go, those damn cops are almost here!"

The eyes of kidnapper No. 2 were blocked by goggles, so Conan couldn't see his expression. He only heard his irritated click of the tongue, followed by a vicious glare at him.

"You're lucky!" The kidnapper cursed, then reached out and picked up the black-haired boy next to him by the waist, then turned around and ran towards the stairs without any delay.

Apparently, he gave up without the slightest hesitation his companion whom he could no longer take with him.

Kidnapper No. 2 is extremely tall, and he looks very relaxed even when carrying the 1.75-meter-tall young chairman horizontally. This is not a problem... No, this seems to be a problem too!

Conan stared in amazement as he decided to evacuate within two seconds. For a moment, he even slowed down his pace to catch up.

Now Conan really didn’t know whether the chairman was Wuming or not. If he was, then that hired soldier was like a princess carrying Wuming!! Wuming——The chairman didn’t even struggle!

This was the first time he doubted the accuracy of his reasoning.

Chi Jiang Na Yue had no idea about the young detective's psychological activities. Well, he could still guess a lot about what the young detective was thinking.

Not only did he not immediately knock down the kidnapper who dared to pick him up and run away, but he moved a little, changed himself into a more comfortable position, and used the other person as a ride with peace of mind. Kidnapper No. 2 glanced at him speechlessly, and then spoke again. A deep male voice that was completely different from the one just now rang out in the dim stairwell: "Come down and walk by yourself?"

"No, you're too lazy to move." The chairman said righteously, "Besides, I'm the kidnapped person. How can I let the kidnapped person find a way to catch up with you?"

When he finished speaking, kidnapper No. 2 had already taken him to the bottom of the building. He climbed out of the window and let the chairman go, then tapped the childish boy on the head.

"Ouch." The chairman cried out in pain.

Anyone who had experienced the Asa attack would have recognized that Kidnapper No. 2's voice was exactly the same as that of the madman.

It would be better to say that the kidnapper number two was actually Asa in disguise, and his purpose was naturally to smuggle the chairman out in a reasonable way and to provide a reasonable reason for Wuming's appearance.

The sponsor was kidnapped, so of course the vigilantes have to show up, right? After all, it is well known that Wuming currently only operates at night. If he suddenly appears in the daytime without a suitable reason, the group of people in the Metropolitan Police Department will have paranoid attacks again and start to harass Wuming on night patrol.

Wuming is not afraid of this, but that doesn't mean he isn't bothered.

[Book] He hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed his complaints, wisely pretending that he was not online.

Asa and the chairman are obviously the same person, why do they have to pretend to be two different people when they are together in private? He was a little creeped out.

And from this perspective, Wuming and Asa's true personalities are completely opposite. Should we say that Xiaohong is the one who knows how to play?

The next second, a black car stopped in front of them. The two of them stopped talking at the same time and started interacting like kidnappers and hostages again.

"Hurry up and get in the car. We have to evacuate as soon as possible." The man in the driver's seat leaned out to urge kidnapper No. 2, and even spat, "Fuck, that damn Tokyo rich guy is playing both sides. He tricked us into doing a kidnapping mission, and then turned around and leaked our information to the police in advance!"

Kidnapper No. 2 quickly stuffed the chairman into the car and sneaked in himself. Hearing this, he was shocked and said, "Could it be that the boss also called these cops?"

"What boss? He's just a liar, bah!" The boss in the driver's seat said angrily, "When I escaped, I saw the third brother lying on the ground. It looked like he had been knocked down for a long time. Those cops must have been lying in ambush in the building waiting for us, otherwise why didn't the fourth brother come out?"

Kidnapper No. 2, who saw Kidnapper No. 1 being knocked down by Conan with an anesthetic needle, hummed something meaningful and did not refute.

"Is it possible that the boss you thought was your boss is not actually your boss anymore?" He slowly took off his goggles and wig and threw them to the chairman who was curled up weakly in the corner of the carriage, revealing his deep, dull green eyes and his half-long hair the color of blood.

Asa grinned: "Of course he will sell you out to the police, because I was the one who asked you to rob this shopping mall~"

"Hey, a big surprise?"

The kidnapper's hands shook and he almost drove the car into the river.