Chapter 168 Tomorrow Blooms

[... Do you remember the memories that appeared in the previous chapters? It was also in this kind of camping place, and I was also putting coats on them. The sound of "wuwuwu" has never changed, but Xiaowu is no longer here]

[?! Hello? We have no grudges against each other, so why do you want to stab me? Think about it from another angle. It has been seven years. Who is still acting cute to Chao Li (shaking head.jpg) You mean a certain detective boy?]

[A familiar motorcycle... I already have a bad feeling, a motorcycle and a mercenary... Who's hands have started to tremble... Ever since Xiaowu died, I feel like everyone else is dead in Fortress 73... Wuaaaa, save Honey Bear! ]

[By the way, if it is really Honey Bear’s father, can they recognize each other? Probably not... Help! Although I have been wailing for a long time, why haven’t relatives met yet, But this is specifically referring to the Tsukiyama brothers, I think it would be a disaster if they meet]

[Yes... And Shuugo was abandoned by the other party. No, he was already fourteen or fifteen years old when he was abandoned. He must be able to recognize each other, Ahhhh, I can’t even imagine the scene of the meeting. It feels like it will jump directly from Shonen Detective Man to Thunderstorm]

[Bear Dad: It’s you? ! How did you appear here? Who sent you here?

Bear: Fate! It’s an unfair fate that sent me here! ]

[Help! I was so worried, but now I’m crying and laughing... What kind of a name is Bear Dad? Hahahaha, help! ! ]

[Wait, why are you so happy? ! Shuigo is a drug-hunting police! My head is full of all kinds of reports about this... I can’t laugh at all, okay? He is a drug-hunting police! ! Do you remember what you heard when Hagiwara called him outside the emergency room? ! ! ]

[Fuck... (smile is stiff) (scratching hair) (dumbfounded) (lying down and letting him be poked) (turning into an unknown object)]

[Fry... (distorted) (crawling around)]

Tsukiyama Asari couldn’t help but glance at the content on the forum a few more times, and saw the screen full of [distorted] and [crawling around]. For a moment, he didn’t know how to respond to this... uh, culture?

After a long silence, the black-haired man still focused on the comic that had just been refreshed. He was relieved when he saw that Conan Edogawa quickly found something wrong and found the target accurately.

It seems that it is almost done.

He let these children run around in the mountain after observing that there were no remaining accomplices of those people. Now that they have been found, they can call the police to save people and go home to wait for one-stop service. Don't let anything happen if you stay any longer.

This time, it is a bit embarrassing to rely on children to trigger the plot to save someone who came to investigate clues but was caught on the spot. I will make it up to them by camping next time.

Thinking of this, Tsukiyama stood up and stretched his waist, ready to go to the mountain to pull back those children who were still holding firewood.

In the woods, after Conan Edogawa noticed that mercenaries had been here last night, he called back Ayumi Yoshida and others who were about to go deeper, and told Ai Haibara to keep an eye on these guys who always liked to run around, while he continued to walk deeper into the path that was violently opened.

The deeper they went, the more broken leaves there were scattered on the ground. At the end of the road, there were traces of fighting everywhere. The boy searched around and found a bullet mark on the big tree behind him.

Even the color of the soil looked different from before.

Conan Edogawa squatted down, grabbed some soil with his hands, and went over to smell it. He only smelled a strange earthy smell mixed with the smell of last night's rain. The boy looked around, took out a water bottle from the small bag on his back, poured a little on the soil in his hand, and rubbed it carefully. The reddish-brown liquid diluted by water seeped out from the soil little by little, and the strange smell in the air became stronger.

The boy's eyes froze.

It was blood. The large area of ​​land here, which was darker than the soil he had seen before, was mixed with blood that had long dried up and even the smell had faded.

This amount of bleeding did not seem to be left by the wild rabbits that appeared in the mountains. I'm afraid it can only be human blood.

Along with this thought, the silhouette of the motorcycle at the foot of the mountain just now appeared. Edogawa Conan felt his heart suddenly beat violently a few times, and even breathing became a little suppressed and difficult.

"Conan?"

The boy stood up immediately after hearing the shout and looked back. He saw Tsukiyama Asari, who was originally setting up a tent in the camping site, came over at some point. Behind him were a few children who felt something was wrong and looked a little scared.

"Brother Asari." After Edogawa Conan responded, he choked and didn't know how to start for a moment, but this matter could not afford any delay. The boy could only frown after a brief struggle and said, "Let's call Officer Megure first. Something...is not right here."

"Okay..." Tsukiyama Asari was stunned for a moment, and just looked around and understood something. He quickly put on a serious expression and called Officer Megure. He only said that a lot of blood and bullet marks were found on the mountain. After conveying what he found, he frowned and lowered his voice, and added, "Officer Megure, is there anyone else around you now?"

"Ah?" Megure Jusan on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, walked back to his office in a few steps, stretched out his hand to close the door tightly before responding, "There is nothing now, if you have any other information, just tell me."

"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to contact the General Affairs Office." The black-haired man tried to make his voice as calm as possible. To him, he didn't know any detailed information about Kasugawa Shugo's work, let alone the contact information of his superiors. If he wanted to pass the message to the General Affairs Office, he could only rely on Megure Jusan. "I saw a motorcycle exactly the same as Kasugawa Shugo's at the foot of the mountain..." "

Kasugawa Shugo?!" The police officer in the hat almost jumped up, and then he realized something in an instant, lowered his voice and said uncertainly, "It's... the one on the cruise ship before..."

Tsukiyama Asari responded in a low voice.

"......Okay, I'll contact them right away. You guys leave the camping site first and wait at the rest area at the foot of the mountain. I'll bring people over right away." Megure Jusan's expression was a little more serious than before. After hanging up the phone, he quickly asked Takagi Wataru and others to prepare to go to the camping site, and he called the General Affairs Office.

The call was quickly connected, and the voice of the person on the other end was full of fatigue, "This is the General Affairs Office, Takeda Daiji."

"I'm Megure." Megure Jusan said. The Metropolitan Police Department and the General Affairs Office don't usually have much contact, but in some major incidents, such as the ship case involving hostage-taking and drug sales, the two sides will have docking and cooperation. Megure Jusan, who had previously had some cooperation and communication with this Officer Takeda, quickly finished explaining the situation here.

"......I'm afraid so. He has lost contact with the General Affairs Office since early morning." As if he had thought of something, the man's voice was filled with an indescribable sense of repression, "We'll be there right away, and you should not interfere in this matter."

"Not interfere? But..." On the other side of the phone, the police officer who had just arranged for his subordinates to go to the scene of the incident was stunned.

"If it's a drug dealer, this is our scope of work. Let your people return." Takeda Daiji's side was full of noisy voices, as if he had hurriedly started to act after receiving the news, "This is a risk that the General Affairs Office should bear."

"......I understand." After a moment of silence, Megure Jusan couldn't help sighing.

He doesn't communicate much with the General Affairs Office on weekdays, or rather, the entire Metropolitan Police Department doesn't communicate much with the General Affairs Office. After all, to them, that group of people is always ferocious. Even if their mascot is a younger generation with a sweet smile, it can't change the strange temperament of the entire department that makes people stay away.

In addition to this ferocious temperament, there are also dangers and sacrifices that follow like shadows. Officer Megure frowned, and when Takagi Wataru knocked on the door and said that they were ready to take action, he waved his hand, signaling the few people who were ready to leave to come back. No matter how much sense of justice he has, he will not let his subordinates take risks in this operation of the General Affairs Office.

There was only a chaotic sound over there. After listening for a while, Inspector Megure could only say cautiously, "Be careful."

Takeda Daiji responded in a low voice and hung up the phone. He lowered his head and stared at his screen. Many possible results flashed through his mind. When he came to his senses, he found that he had just clicked on the message subconsciously, because in his career, there was always an empty mailbox. There was an email that was sent at around three in the morning.

[Takeda Senior:

It’s a bit troublesome here. I guess I won’t be back until the morning.

For breakfast, please help me get some fried noodles and oden from the cafeteria. I want the kind with meatballs on the fried noodles. The oden must have chicken meatballs, eggs and radishes... and fish cakes! Oh, by the way, two fried noodles and bread rolls. I'm starving now. I feel like I can eat a cow.

P.S. Someone told me that you smoke again! ! ]

[Shugo:

Got it. You eat so much, and you want to run around the General Affairs Office again, right?

You're not very old, but you're very nosy. ]

At the age of 29, he can't be considered a child. But compared to him, who is in his 40s, Shugo Kasugawa, who usually behaves in a childish way, can be called a child by him.

Takeda Daiji silently turned off his phone and did not delete all traces on his phone as usual. When he walked out, he inadvertently passed by the cold oden and the two fried noodles and bread rolls with meatballs placed casually on the table, and his steps paused slightly.

The man walked out of the door and was greeted by the glaring sunlight. He felt dizzy for a moment.

After

Tsukiyama Asari hung up the phone, he searched the area, trying to find any traces, but all clues disappeared on the land soaked in blood and turned black, like a completely broken thread.

He looked around with a headache and found some torn pieces of clothing, but these pieces obviously did not come from the missing chestnut-haired man. They should have been left behind in the previous fight.

"Let's go back first." Seeing that there were no extra clues to be found around and there were several frightened children nearby, Tsukiyama Asari had no choice but to make such arrangements.

Conan Edogawa kept frowning, and finally he could only reach out and hold the other's too cold hand, whispering, "It will be fine."

"......Yeah." Tsukiyama Asari responded softly, and no emotion could be heard in his voice, "Go back, they should be here soon, explain the situation to the police first."

He couldn't determine the location of Kasugawa Shugo, and couldn't find other clues. He could only take some of the clothing fragments and bloody soil and put them into the plastic bag that was supposed to be used to hold food, and then took the frowning children down the mountain.

"Sorry, it seems that today's camping will have to end first." After arriving at the rest point at the foot of the mountain, Tsukiyama Asari had time to express his apologies to the children.

Yoshida Ayumi shook her head seriously at the man in front of her and said, "It's not Asari's fault. Asari doesn't need to apologize. Let's play together next weekend!"

"Yeah, and every time we go camping, there seems to be an incident..." Kojima Genta rolled up his sleeves, a little disappointed that he couldn't participate in the investigation, "Just like Kamen Ultraman, our Junior Detective Corps is responsible for investigating the truth."

Edogawa Conan twitched his mouth.

Please... You must not be allowed to participate in this situation. Those are hired mercenaries, not to mention those who are related to Kasugawa Shugo. They are most likely drug dealers. You kids can't handle it.

Thinking of this, the boy's expression became serious. He turned his head and was about to look at the black-haired man on the side, but he noticed that Yoshida Ayumi lowered her head with a troubled look on her face.

"Ayumi, what happened?" he asked in a low voice. Who knew that the girl blushed when she heard his question.

She grabbed her coat and whispered, "Well... I really want to go to the bathroom."

"There should be a bathroom at the rest area, right? Isn't it over there?" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked around and quickly found the location of the bathroom.

"But...but...I don't dare to go alone." Yoshida Ayumi blushed, "There is so much blood on the mountain, and there are bad guys, and the restroom at the rest stop is very dark."

"I'll go with you." Huihara Ai said with her arms folded, with a little helplessness in her voice.

"Xiao Ai is the best!" The girl who had just lowered her head raised her head in an instant, and happily took the arm of the brown-haired girl, "We will be back soon."

"What do you want to eat? There is a convenience store next to it. I think I'll buy something in the convenience store for lunch first." Tsukiyama asked as he bent down.

"I want to eat cream and fruit sandwiches! The sandwiches in this convenience store are delicious." Yoshida Ayumi quickly gave the answer. Huihara Ai said "same as her" and followed the girl to the distant and somewhat secluded bathroom.

"I just want to grill some rice balls." Conan Edogawa said, then he took out his cell phone from his pocket, "I think I'll go to the bathroom too."

He was going to the bathroom to call Amuro Toru. The organization was also involved in many illegal drug-related matters, and Bourbon, as an intelligence officer, might know some related information.

Thinking of this, the boy hurriedly walked in the direction where the two girls left. At this point in time, as he expected, there was no one else inside. He simply called the public security officer who was working his third job in the cafe in the cubicle. Before the call was connected, Edogawa Conan, who was quietly waiting for the call, heard a rustling sound coming from outside.

"Why did you come back just now?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, quickly hung up the phone, quietly came out of the cubicle, and quickly locked the direction of the sound.

It was behind the bathroom. The man's voice was a little low, and it was not very clear through the thick wall. He simply carefully moved a lot of things from the utility room next to it, placed them in the corner of the wall, and climbed up a little bit. Then he carefully opened the extra-high window on the bathroom a little more.

Instead of looking directly in like before, he touched a relatively smooth object, lifted it up, and quickly adjusted the angle. Through the reflection of the mirror, he could see the situation outside. A

figure was vaguely walking in the woods surrounding the bathroom, but was blocked by the lush branches and leaves. It was not until the man came out of the woods that Conan Edogawa could see the other person's dress clearly.

The man was wearing a rather unusual coat, the lining of which perfectly outlined his large muscles. Most importantly, he was wearing the same professional combat boots that had left behind the unusual shoe prints.

"Have you cleaned up?" the man waiting at the back of the bathroom asked in a low voice.

"Damn, I haven't cleaned up." The man who came in cursed, "Someone was here, and the shoe prints look like a child's."

Edogawa Conan was stunned for a moment before he realized that they had just left when these mercenaries came to clean up the traces left behind last night, and for various reasons, they had not cleaned up the traces at the time.

Fortunately, Yueshan Chaoli let them go down the mountain first. If they had confronted this group of desperadoes head on, they would have been in real trouble...

"Kids?" The man whose face could not be seen asked back after hearing his companion's words, and then laughed, "Are you afraid of kids? Afraid that they will call the police and arrest you and shoot you?"

"What we do is just putting your head on your belt. Why should I be afraid of that?" The man spat, his tone full of indifference. He casually threw the half-smoked cigarette in his hand on the ground and stepped on it with the sole of his shoe. The cigarette butt dragged a thin black mark on the ground. "The main thing is that it will be troublesome if someone finds out. I want to finish this job and enjoy myself for a while. I don't want to be caught by the cops before I spend the money I earned."

"This time it's the other way around, we caught the cop." The other party seemed to remember something and snorted, "Okay, let's go back. That guy from Ikawa is back, and it's said that the matter is done over there."

"You go first, I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes."

It was indeed them who did it. Edogawa Conan frowned. If they were hired mercenaries, the malice of the drug-hunting police could not compare to those of the drug dealers. If they raced against time and rescued the person earlier, maybe they could...

"Hey - what are you doing? Why don't you come back for dinner."

After seeing that Conan Edogawa, who went to the toilet, had not returned for a long time, Kojima Genta, who came to call him back for dinner, stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at Conan Edogawa who was almost hanging on the window, and shouted in confusion.

The two people standing at the back of the bathroom who were about to leave immediately looked up and saw the slightly reflective mirror.

"Damn, there's someone in the bathroom!"

Damn!

Seeing two men running towards the front door of the bathroom in an instant, Edogawa Conan jumped down from the pile of debris and whispered, "Genta! Hide in the utility room!"

Kojima Genta was stunned for a long time before reacting. After entering the utility room first, he was about to reach out and pull Edogawa Conan who was still outside in, when he heard footsteps coming from the door.

"Hey, hide behind the trash and don't make any sound," the boy frowned and whispered, and quickly closed the door of the trash room from the outside, pretending to be discovered and wanted to run away, and ran towards the door, bumping into the two men at the entrance.

The muscular man reached out and grabbed his collar, lifted him up directly, and said in a vicious voice, "You're quite brave, kid."

Just as Edogawa Conan thought, because of the thick wall, although they heard Kojima Motota's voice just now, they didn't hear the content of the words clearly, so they didn't know that there were actually two people in the bathroom. They probably just thought that he, the peeping person, accidentally made a sound.

"How to deal with him?" Ignoring Conan Edogawa's struggle, the man turned to his partner and asked. The latter frowned and looked around, even looking inside, and then opened the doors one by one to see if there was any fish that had escaped.

Conan Edogawa felt his heart pounding. He had just pushed Kojima Genta to the back and blocked him with miscellaneous objects, but if he moved around inside, he would probably be exposed.

He held his breath and watched the mercenary's movements. He saw the other party open the door of the utility room, take a few glances, and then casually throw it away. "He's the only one. I guess he's the kid who left footprints on the mountain."

The man holding Edogawa Conan snorted, "Curiosity really killed the cat. We just caught him."

At this moment, the mobile phone in Edogawa Conan's pocket rang. It was Amuro Toru, who had just hung up the phone. The man took out the phone and looked at it, then threw it on the ground casually.

"Take it back first, maybe it will be useful." Another companion found a small sack from the scattered items on the ground next to him, tied the boy's hands with cloth, blocked his mouth, stuffed him into the sack, and carried him away.

... It was really simple and rough.

Although the situation is urgent, Conan Edogawa, who was put into a sack and carried on his shoulders, narrowed his eyes speechlessly and sighed.

He has had many experiences of being kidnapped, and this is the first time he has seen such a simple and rough way of tying up.

But this makes it more convenient for him to move.

With the cover of the sack, Conan Edogawa moved his hands that were tied behind his back, turned his head and skillfully took out a razor blade from his collar with his teeth.

It's really a good habit to hide a razor blade in clothes.

The boy sighed, and in his heart thanked Sosuke Suemikatsu for teaching him how to hold a razor blade in his mouth in many ways, and then he aimed the tip of the razor blade in his mouth at the sack.

He carefully cut a small hole, then put the blade back in, and adjusted his position by struggling, trying to observe the situation outside from the place where he had just cut.

The person carrying him had now left the rest area and walked towards a car on the side of the road. Due to the limited vision, he could only vaguely see the white body of the car and the almost identical combat boots on the feet of several people.

A man who was dressed similarly to them was leaning against the car. When he saw them coming, he threw away the cigarette in his hand and got on the passenger seat.

Before Conan Edogawa, who was in the sack, could see more details, he felt a flash in front of his eyes. The man who was carrying him mercilessly threw the sack directly into the trunk. The boy's head hit the hard bottom hard, and he was dizzy for a while. When he finally came to his senses, the car had started.

The trunk was pitch black, and he couldn't see the surroundings. He could only put his ear to the partition and listen carefully to the situation in front.

"Oikawa, did you solve it over there?" The man who just carried the boy over asked, and got a low response from the other party.

"It's a pity you weren't here last night." The man was driving, his voice full of amusement, "The one we caught this time was actually a cop. If you were here, he wouldn't have lasted much longer."

The accomplice who had been with him before turned around and said 'Pah', "I suffered a great loss when I caught him. My shoulder still hurts."

"You're still lucky. Archie and the others were shot several times. If the employer hadn't wanted a 'complete' living person, they would have chopped off the hands of the person who shot him after catching him."

"That's what they deserved. They said the mission this time was different, but they still tried so hard to get in. It's just to make more money than us... But why did that woman want us to catch a cop? Could it be... I think that cop looks like a gigolo."

"Fuck you, for what kind of relationship would you spend so much money to hire us to catch someone?" The man driving the car cursed, and then lowered his voice, "The one we caught was a drug hunter, didn't you know? I guess that woman is a drug lord, or she has some relationship with the drug lord."

"Then she still wants it intact? It's okay for us to do it casually, doesn't she also want it..."

"What do you know? These people are much more ruthless than us. Of course, it is more convenient to be complete. Just take the money. If you want to have fun, you can find it anywhere with so much money. Why do you have to hang around a cop here?"

The man driving the car sneered, and then as if he remembered something, he added, "But that cop is quite interesting. No matter what you ask, he won't say a word. He is as dumb as a mute. Ishikawa, do you want to go and have a look later? There are not many such opportunities."

The man drove the car and asked the man next to him.

The man called Ishikawa in the passenger seat crossed his arms. The jacket that facilitated his movement could not hide his overdeveloped muscles. He had a short haircut, and the pendant hanging around his neck was not obvious under the cover of the jacket. The man

driving the car coughed, trying to arouse the other party's interest.

"He looks quite young, but I heard he's almost 30, but he doesn't look like that... Oh, right." Thinking of the way he looked when he met him last night, he raised his voice, "The color of his eyes is quite similar to yours. They caught him last night and looked at him for a long time. He said he looked familiar. I just remembered this morning that he is quite similar to yours. Don't you want to go and have a look?"

"Huh?" Oikawa finally made some noise. He snorted and changed his posture naturally to block his hands that suddenly clenched so hard that the joints turned white. "Then let's go and have a look. It's quite interesting."

His mandarin orange eyes flashed a stream of light in the light.

Author's words:

Thank you for reading

Amuro Toru, who just finished making a sandwich: Huh? Why don't you answer my call?