Chapter 174 Thirty Vigilantes

Conan still hadn't realized what had happened until he sat on the tallest container in the port, holding a hot burger.

Who is he? Where is he?

Conan took a bite of the burger absentmindedly, his mind extremely confused.

He originally thought it was some kind of secret signal, but after hearing his stomach rumbling, Wuming actually carried him onto his incredibly cool motorcycle and actually drove him all the way to the nearest McDonald's.

God knows how the cashier behind the counter felt when he saw a cloaked weirdo walking into the store, especially when he later discovered that the weirdo was holding a cute-looking child in his arms!

Conan recalled the situation and found it extremely embarrassing.

Now that I think about it, the other party must have mistaken Wuming for a child kidnapper.

What reassured him was that Wuming did not make his own decision like others would subconsciously choose a children's meal for him. Instead, he lowered his head to ask him and ordered a normal meal for two, but replaced the iced drinks with two vanilla milkshakes.

While waiting for the bill, Conan saw the cashier waving at him frantically from an angle that she thought Wuming couldn't see several times. She also found an opportunity when Wuming was paying and asked other people in the kitchen to come over and carefully ask him if he needed help.

Conan felt a subtle sense of joy at this kind of enthusiastic behavior, which was rare in Tokyo, and the other party's genuine concern, but...

But he is really not a poor child who was abducted, nor was he deceived by Wuming with a burger!

In short, because he thought that there must be a powerful force behind a store like this that had been opened in the port area and had not been destroyed yet, and Conan did not want to see Wuming confronting the people behind them at this time, so after waiting for the meal, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward to hug Wuming's waist.

Due to the huge height difference between the two, Conan began to sway slowly from side to side like a pendant hanging on Wuming's waist.

He fought back feelings of dizziness and shame.

"Nene, Brother Wuming, tell me again how you beat those bad guys later?" The 17-year-old detective hid his red face in the uniform of the vigilante, leaving only the childish voice of a child outside, "You are so awesome!"

The store fell subtly quiet.

Wuming's hands trembled slightly as he took the meal, but he quickly calmed down and realized what the detective was trying to do. Thanks to Chairman Akae's purchase of those newspapers and TV stations, few people in Tokyo don't know that the most popular person recently is not any star, but Wuming, a vigilante who fights crime and shocks evil on his own in Tokyo's nights.

Maybe at first the people in the store ignored the doubts because it was daytime and they thought, "Why would a vigilante come to buy McDonald's in person?" They thought they were wrong, but now Conan pointed out that he was Wuming himself...

They would only be more alert, thinking that he was a bad guy pretending to be a vigilante to kidnap children. If Conan had not been shocked and confused by what happened when he was squeezed together, he would never have used such a naive trick.

The corner of Chijiang Nayue's mouth twitched. Only at this moment would he be glad that the mask could cover most of his expression.

Otherwise, he was really worried that he would not be able to control his laughter.

Fortunately, Akae Nazuki has always been very tolerant of the little detective, so in order to ensure that the thin-skinned Conan would not turn into a steam kettle on the spot, Akae Nazuki did not remind Conan of a very important thing until she brought the child back to the top of the container in the port.

Well, the McDonald's we just visited is actually a chain store opened by the Akae Group in the Minato Ward. If you look closely at the sign outside, you can see the same crane pattern as the one on the chairman's feather robe.

In other words, no matter whether they recognized Wuming's identity or not, neither of them would get into trouble there, after all, the boss was standing right in front of them.

Conan still knows nothing about the vigilante's inner thoughts.

Fortunately, he didn't know, otherwise he might not even have the mind to sit here and eat burgers, and might just want to escape from Tokyo that day on his skateboard.

Chi Jiang Na Yue looked at the soft whorl of hair on the child's head with pity and decided to be a little nicer to the little detective in the future.

Conan shuddered as he was stared at.

"It tastes good, right?" Conan heard the vigilante's calm voice, "That store just opened in the port area recently. There were other 'competitors' here, but since the gangs moved in, those stores have been unable to continue their business."

Conan almost knew why. He continued, "Because the port area is not actually monopolized by any one gang, the shops here have to pay protection fees to this gang and that gang, and also have to face the damage caused by other gangs fighting at any time. As a result, customers gradually leave."

The detective's tone and mood both darkened. "But even the Metropolitan Police Department can't stop those arrogant guys? This place should be very prosperous."

Minato is one of the three central districts of Tokyo. Every Tokyo resident can easily tell how prosperous it once was, but now it has become like this.

How can one not feel angry?

"It will end." The vigilante said seriously, "The chaos here will end soon."

Conan turned around and looked over in surprise, and found that Wuming's expression was serious.

Is there any special information channel? That's right, after all, they are all vigilantes, it's normal for them to know more than him.

"I have already collected evidence to convict most of the gangs that are rampant in the port area. Or if you want to know more convincing evidence..." Unexpectedly, Wuming dropped a thunderbolt and said lightly, "The Metropolitan Police Department has not issued a notice yet, but in fact, I have already sent all the important leaders of those gangs to the Metropolitan Police Department last night."

"Not one is left behind."

The black-haired boy held the milkshake in his hand, then calmly put the straw to his lips and took a sip.

Conan's attention was drawn away for no reason.

Wow, Wuming's mask can actually be opened a little to eat!

He slapped himself on the face to calm his wandering thoughts.

"But without the leader, the people under the gang will be even more chaotic, right?" Conan frowned and said after thinking.

Since Wuming knew that he was Kudo Shinichi, he no longer planned to continue playing a clueless child, but this resulted in the serious tone of his voice and the contrast with his childish face really making people laugh.

"They won't." The vigilante was calm as ever. "The Akae Group and the Suzuki Group will soon be stationed in the port area. They will turn this place back into a safe place to live in as quickly as possible."

Conan was stunned: Indeed, the Akae Group and the Suzuki Group are so wealthy that they are too rich in Japan. It is more than enough for them to manage and suppress a port area. Especially now that the port area is like a tiger whose nails and fangs have been pulled out by Wuming.

He thought he should have some further questions after hearing this, but in reality, his mind couldn't help but be distracted by that key word.

Chijiang Group.

The question is, how did Wuming know this news? In order to prevent any surprise, the Akagi Group and the Suzuki Group should not have spread the news so quickly, otherwise Conan estimated that Miss Sonoko would have told Xiaolan in secret. Even Sonoko didn't know the news, but Wuming knew it. Isn't it obvious enough?

Conan took a deep breath, hesitantly put the half-eaten burger in his hand back into the box, and cleared his throat with a slightly unnatural look.

"Oh, so why are you there?" The detective seemed curious. "I mean, the chairman was kidnapped here by them, but I don't think I've seen him. Is he okay now?"

"He is my sponsor, and I am responsible for ensuring his safety in this city." Wuming said calmly, "Don't worry, I have sent him to a safe place."

Conan lowered his head and a reflection flashed on the lens.

"Really?"

He reached out and took off his tracking glasses, revealing the lenses with flashing red dots in front of Wuming's eyes.

"But the tracking signal on the chairman doesn't seem to say that."

Conan looked up at the other person, his voice carrying a hint of excitement: "Besides, you obviously have many ways to interfere with my tracker, but you didn't do that, which means you allow me to say this here, right?"

"——Akae-kun."

In the shopping mall, the tracker that Conan placed on the chairman should have lost its effectiveness since the chairman changed into this uniform. But when he accidentally discovered that the camera still showed a signal point nearby, and the signal was emitted from Wuming, the situation changed.

Conan then remembered that before leaving the manor with the chairman, he left the poker card that he had asked the doctor to deal with with the chairman.

——The playing card representing 'Akae Nazuki' in the cruise ship case, the 2 of spades.

And now, the signal from the locator in the poker cards appeared on Wuming.

The air around them suddenly became condensed and there was total silence.

After a few seconds, Wuming looked at the detective deeply and reached out to touch the edge of the mask. The dark mask retreated behind the ears like a tide, revealing the detective's very familiar face without any interference.

"Yes, as you think." Wuming - Chijiang Nayue sat there quietly. When he took out the poker cards from the belt of his uniform, the voice processed by the voice changer was so light that it sounded like a sigh, "He is right here. He is me."

Even though he had deduced the truth before, Conan couldn't help but feel happy after his deduction was confirmed to be correct, but he didn't notice that there was something wrong with the vigilante's mood.

Until now, Wuming has always been a positive figure in Conan's mind. He has never resisted his active exploration, nor has he ever said "no" to him. At most, he would feel annoyed and helpless when he was on an adventure and say that he shouldn't be here - even though they have only actually met twice.

Conan fully recognized the significance of Wuming's existence to Tokyo, and knew that Tokyo could not do without Wuming at this time. Conan also knew that there must be someone by Wuming's side who could hold him back at all times.

Akae Nazuki is Mumei, and Amuro Toru is Akae Nazuki's family member, but not Mumei's companion.

The latter will not always accompany Wuming... It's subtle, but Conan has this intuition for sure.

"What you need is a companion, an assistant." The young detective looked at the vigilante with sparkling blue eyes, "A-partner! So, what do you think of me?"

This thought began to grow wildly in Conan's mind after he confirmed Wuming's identity.

He is also seventeen years old, the same age as Wuming; his reasoning ability is good enough, and based on current observations, it is enough to assist Wuming in most of his actions; he knows that Wuming needs a safety rope, and Wuming also knows it, and he is confident that he can do it.

Without being narcissistic, Conan knows that he is the best candidate for the nameless assistant at the moment. Isn't this just the right time, the right place, and the right people?

He can accompany him on night patrols, solve cases, and save Tokyo from danger. They chatted happily along the way and had many common topics. They will definitely become the most tacit partners! When his body returns to normal, he can also help in a more convenient manner——

"No."

But he heard Wuming say.

"I don't need a companion."