The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Keep firing!"

Looking at the several torpedoes that had been launched being diverted by the guided missiles, Gin waved his hand and signaled them to continue.

Since it has been confirmed that this system has loopholes and has no value in being preserved, and the brains of truly valuable talents have been controlled by them, there is no point in the current system continuing to exist.

Mizuno Rena, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but look at him a few times.

When giving the order to destroy it, Gin's tone even had a hint of joy. It seemed that this incident made Gin quite unhappy, and he started blowing things up to vent his anger.

"They have an entire base here, and the amount of equipment they have is probably far greater than ours." Mizunashi Reina gently warned, "Continuing the bombing may not be effective."

"Of course someone will shut those things down remotely." Gin said without turning his head. "It was that master's request to destroy it."

The boss is the will of the organization. He has given clear instructions, and Vermouth will definitely cooperate.

While waiting for the next torpedo to be launched, Vodka quickly approached with a cell phone in hand.

This actually does not meet security requirements. The signal from the mobile phone is likely to interfere with the submarine's torpedo positioning system, and the conversation here cannot be leaked casually. But looking at Vodka's expression, you can tell that this is indeed something that only Gin can handle.

"Brother, it's Binga..."

These few short words made Gin withdraw his gaze from the positioning screen in front of him.

"He's still alive." Rena Mizunoshi said with a faint emotion.

Others don't know where this incident started, but she, who followed the whole process and understood what Tang Ze was doing, knew very well that Tang Ze's target had been Binga from the beginning to the end.

From a strategic perspective, Binga is one of the few remaining codenamed members under Rum who is on the same level as Bourbon. Getting rid of this troublesome person will have a direct effect on disintegrating Rum's power.

Whether as Tangze or as Kumail, it is very necessary for him to get rid of Rum.

From a selfish point of view, even Gin probably wouldn't have much of an objection to Rum, the nominal second-in-command of the organization, being replaced by Bourbon.

Rum is not really a likable character.

Now Binga's mask has been exposed in public by Tang Ze, and he can no longer disguise himself. The Phantom Thieves are staring at him without any reservation. He is really lucky to have escaped the police's pursuit and broken out, and he has enough time to contact Gin.

Gin glanced at Rena Mizunashi, who was barely concealing her gloating, took the phone handed to him by Vodka, and took a few steps back.

"According to the agreement, you should come to pick me up... Where is the person..."

Covering his chest with one hand, Binga struggled to press the phone to his ear, trying his best to keep his breathing steady.

He knew that his chances of survival were numbered.

His only chance was to find Gin and the others by any means, or to get back to the submarine first.

This wouldn't change the fact that the Phantom Thieves were already targeting him, but it would be a suicide bombing.

Once they get close to Gin, if they don't help him, all of them will be in trouble.

By then, he would naturally have a way to get Gin to give him what he needed.

He knew that Gin carried X-alloy on him because of his special identity and his existence as a supervisor.

Binga didn't know how to use it. Even Rum couldn't figure out how to use those special powers, let alone him.

But he knew that this was the only way to stop the seemingly pervasive invasion of the Phantom Thief of Heart.

"Aren't you in that facility? They didn't evacuate, did they?" Gin sneered. "If you want to come back, we can talk about it later."

This is not because he deliberately excluded Binga. The submarine's underwater passage is achieved through torpedo tubes.

They were attacking the Pacific buoy, so this passage was naturally blocked.

"...I have escaped." Binga lowered his voice as he looked at the ships on the sea on the other side of the facility from a distance.

His hands have been shaking since he left the facility. The heat that should have been caused by the stuffy and airtight diving suit did not occur. Instead, an indescribable coldness was slowly enveloping his senses.

He couldn't tell whether this was the result of the fight with Kumail or the damage he sustained during his hasty diving action, but his subconscious told him that this state of being unable to control himself was very problematic.

The temperature today is not high, but the sea here is definitely not so cold. It is his own body temperature that is being lost.

If we don't find a way to solve the problem of the Phantom Thief of Hearts as soon as possible, he will be the one to be solved.

He didn't want Gin to notice his weakness, so he deliberately added in an impatient tone, "There were some issues with this mission, but the result wasn't bad, was it? What? Are you trying to kill me by destroying my own bridges?"

He still means something to Rum, and this is his only way to save his life now.

Without the boss's approval, Gin couldn't kill him in front of others. The intrigues among the code name members cannot include killing each other - if they want to do so, they have to do it in private.

There are many participants in this mission, such as Kiel, Cohen and Chianti, Kumail and vodka...

Binga's pale face turned even paler as he counted the heads of his colleagues.

Cohen and Chianti were bombed in Germany, and he hadn't heard from them yet, so their lives were in danger; Kumail had just finished an octagonal fight with him, and he basically solved the problem by running away; Vodka, is there anything else to say about Vodka?

After counting them all, apart from Kiel, whose stance was ambiguous, why did he seem...

"You're not worth my effort." Gin sneered, "You want to come back? Sure, in ten minutes."

After saying that, he was about to hang up the phone and refuse to communicate, and continue to confirm the bombing situation.

"Wait!" Binga raised his voice. "You have to let me go back. I brought you a 'gift' this time."

Yes, Kudo Shinichi, and things about Kudo Shinichi.

This was undoubtedly a handle. Binga didn't believe that Gin, who had been sarcastic about Rum's previous mistakes, would sit back and watch him get into a bigger mess than that one and remain indifferent.

Before, this was a good bargaining chip to get Gin off the horse, but now it is his life-saving straw.

"What is it?" Gin frowned and didn't want to listen to him nagging any more, so he asked directly.

"A very important gift," Binga emphasized. "You'll regret it if you don't see me alive."

Seeing that he had no intention of speaking directly, Gin ignored him, hung up the call, and threw the phone back to Vodka.

"What should we do now? Should we postpone the launch and wait for Binga?" Mizuno Rena said with a smile, adding fuel to the fire.

Gin glanced at her sideways, making her put away the smile on her face, and then he looked away.

Vodka's mission is to assist Binga in completing the mission and deal with the relevant systems of the Pacific buoy. He came here for only one thing.

"No wait. Keep attacking!"

----

"Don't beat around the bush. You want me to help you locate the organization's submarine, right?"

[Just tell me how you plan to blow it up.]

Conan almost choked when he received such a reply after just asking two questions about positioning.

He knew that Noah's Ark would probably be corrupted soon after being taken away by Joker, but he couldn't help but feel heartbroken as he watched Noah, who used to be quite likable in his speech, become more and more like Joker.

So he didn't bother to be tactful.

Someone will snipe the submarine from above. I don't know how powerful the attack will be, but the sniper is confident they can destroy it.

It was obvious that Shuichi Akai was on the helicopter, and he probably got some powerful weapon.

There is only one chance. The submarine itself has its own defense system. Without precise positioning, even Shuichi Akai can't do anything about the underwater iron lump.

"From above, that means as long as it can be observed with the naked eye, we can launch an attack, right?"

Noah's question was very crucial, so Conan quickly confirmed it with Shuichi Akai.

"Being able to observe is the best, and it's more effective than simply positioning data." Akai Shuichi answered confidently and firmly, "I trust my eyes more."

[Well, then you reply to him in ten minutes.]

Without even asking what kind of firepower Conan had summoned, Noah gave his answer.

Conan felt that the topic was about to end and felt that something was wrong with his tone.

Ten minutes, why ten minutes?

[Do you need ten minutes to arrange positioning methods? ]

Conan sent this message tentatively.

[No, in ten minutes, the buoy will almost explode.]

Conan:?

Wait, is this the kind of naked eye observation?

He wanted to ask more questions, but Noah's Q-version avatar on the interface turned gray.

Although I don’t know how an artificial intelligence goes offline, in short, the other party doesn’t want to communicate anymore.

"The buoy's defense system was remotely shut down using a backdoor."

Ed, who was fiddling with his laptop while sitting on the rescue boat, reminded Makino Yosuke, who was looking at the Pacific buoy that was getting farther and farther away with a melancholy face.

"Why do you also have remote permissions?" Makino Yosuke turned his head and looked at Ed in silence.

Ed returned the look with a subtle stare. "Lead engineers also have vacations. Six months ago, when engineer Naomi was on vacation, the system suddenly had an error message that needed to be investigated. Because she was away, we had to wait two days. After that, you agreed to use the private network to authorize a small group of engineers' equipment."

He still felt quite resentful about this authorization.

No matter how the public welfare nature of this project is packaged, or how it is empowered by Interpol and public security issues, it cannot change the fact that this is a plan that requires them to be ready to work overtime even when they are on vacation.

It is not used very often. After all, their work area and living area are even on the same floor. This is a special measure used during special periods such as holidays, but that does not prevent the fact that this is the use of technology to make employees work overtime.

Makino Yosuke realized how Binga was able to continue to mobilize authority while escaping: "..."

After all this time, it turns out that the hacked interface was left behind by them...

On the other side, Reinhardt, who was standing beside Ed in a daze, seemed to come to his senses suddenly after hearing this. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera at the gradually distant offshore buildings, and took a series of photos without hesitation.

"What are you doing again?" Makino Yosuke's eyes twitched.

"Take pictures. I'll also record a video later." Reinhardt, maintaining his straightforward style and not giving any face, spoke frankly. "This thing is definitely not safe. It's going to be blown up, right? Take a picture as a souvenir."

If you miss out on these precious images of a project worth hundreds of millions of dollars being blown up, you’ll really miss it.

Makino Yosuke: “…”

He began to think that the Pacific buoy disaster might really be caused by a recruitment problem.

A few kilometers in the air, Shuichi Akai made a few gestures to the person in the driver's seat, unfastened the buckle that secured him to the seat, replaced it with a safety rope, turned over, and picked up the rocket launcher placed behind him.

After receiving his request, the helicopter was slowly descending its altitude, approaching the endless sea below.

The last sunset was gradually swallowed by the sea, the violet sky slowly climbed upwards, and it became dark.

The sea water below slowly changed color, becoming a darker, deeper black.

Conan may not fully understand what the Phantom Thieves are going to do, but Shuichi Akai understands it very clearly.

Once the buoy is hit, the massive structure will quickly begin to explode as the structure collapses, stirring up seawater and energy that will spread through the water at a rapid rate.

It is a very good way to detonate the fuse, and it may be more effective than sonar.

With Keel around, accurately locating the submarine shouldn't be a problem for the Phantom Thieves. As for the explosives...

Conan said that Tang Ze was kidnapped once, right?

It's difficult to check if there's anything stuck to the exterior of a submarine without returning it to the dock...

----

"Hey, why are you filming too?"

After the communication between the two parties ended, Conan was thinking about how to explain to the other parties that his identity had been exposed to Binga, and how to prevent Binga from taking his information back, when he saw Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Li Ran had turned to the bow of the ship, both raising their cameras towards the direction of the Pacific buoy.

It’s okay for Ran Mao Li, she just held up a cell phone.

No matter how good a camera phone is, the telephoto effect is just so-so, and you can't see many details in the photos. Just think of her as joining in the fun. Suzuki Sonoko travels now, and all she has are SLRs with at least three lenses...

"But they're all filming." Mao Lilan looked around and pointed to another rescue boat running parallel not far away. "Maybe the cultural traditions of foreigners are different from ours?"

It's not appropriate to take photos of someone's bombed-out base in front of them. It has a kind of beauty, like a disco on a grave. The problem is that the employees at the base themselves don't seem to mind...

Conan looked in the direction of her finger and saw that all the buoy staff on the ship were gathered on the deck. Those who had no place to stand ran to the cabin windows and pointed in the direction of the Pacific buoy. The scene was similar to that of the young detective team going whale watching.

Surrounded by them, Makino Yosuke stared at the sky helplessly, looking a little dead.

Conan: "..."