Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"Oh no...oh no, the paperclip fell into the crack in the floor."

"What are you doing? You can't unlock the handcuffs without that!"

"Sorry, sorry, do you have any other wire-like things?"

There's only that one...

In the dimly lit attic warehouse, Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha were back to back, bound together by handcuffs.

"By the way, have you deciphered the code yet?" Toyama Kazuha traced his fingers on the ground and scratched at the cracks in the floor with his fingernails.

After failing to retrieve the paperclip, she sighed in resignation, "Fine, if all else fails, you can solve the puzzle, and they'll let us out, right?"

"That's right. If you want to see the sun rise tomorrow, you'd better decipher the code for me now." Hearing the commotion, the shoulder-length-haired thug, gun in hand, came up from the ground floor.

"You'd better hurry up, our eldest sister's patience is limited, hahahahahaha."

-

"So it was because Hattori Heiji was too famous that he was captured to solve the mystery? It's true what they say, fame brings trouble!"

Meanwhile, Yin Jiu, who was planning to rescue Hattori Heiji, naturally wanted to find out about the perpetrators first.

Upon learning of Hattori Heiji's ordeal, the boy patted his chest in fear and huddled into a ball. "Tokyo is really too dangerous. Even the son of a local high-ranking official couldn't escape its clutches."

"Yes, things have really gone too far these past few years."

Amuro Tooru's feelings were complicated. After reviewing the documents, his expression was indescribable.

—Speaking of this guy who's disguised as Hattori Heiji, he doesn't seem to have much luck either.

According to the description in the document, "Heiji Hattori" and his girlfriend Kazuha surrendered with their hands raised almost the instant the other party brandished a gun.

Then, as was the case, he was put in a sack and stuffed into a van on the street.

The process was incredibly smooth, clean, and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.

"But Heiji Hattori is the champion of the Kansai Kendo Club, doesn't he have any fighting spirit at all?" This is too cowardly acting.

Amuro Tooru clicked his tongue in disapproval, feeling that this style was not in line with the temperament of a teenage detective, and the disguise was somewhat unsuccessful.

"You can't say that, the other party was armed." People who have died once always cherish life more.

Yin Jiu had a different opinion: He didn't know whether Hattori Heiji was reckless or not, but according to Junai Ruike's feedback, Hattori's parents both had varying degrees of psychological trauma.

In particular, Ms. Shizuka had a stress response to Hattori's injury.

"After all, Heiji had to go back for treatment because of a gunshot wound last time. If we're not more careful, what will happen to his parents if something goes wrong?"

Yin Jiu sighed and put the document into the shredder.

It is said that doctors have the heart of parents, and he could really understand the Hattori couple's concerns, especially after the multi-party collaborative renovation.

Heiji Hattori is no longer just the sole heir of the Hattori family; he is also the "sole heir plus" of the experimental subjects in their laboratory, capable of supporting the "implant branch" experimental project of the Bloody Mary series!

"I simply cannot bear the consequences if something happens to him." Yin Jiu's gaze became somewhat cautious as she tapped her fingers on the table, considering a solution.

"But what does this have to do with you? It's not like you were the one who invited Hattori to meet you in Tokyo. And isn't Kogoro Mori there to cover for you?"

Most importantly, that person wasn't the real Hattori Heiji; Hattori Heiji himself had died long ago.

Since the 'imposter' chose to be kidnapped without any resistance, he must have already made a decision to escape.

It would be better if he just died, then he wouldn't have the chance to come back and mess with Xiao Jiu.

Compared to Yin Jiu's anxiety, Amuro Tooru was not in a hurry at all. In fact, he was in a good mood and refilled the fruit tea for Yin Jiu and himself, deliberately delaying the time.

"Thank you."

Bourbon's mood improved.

Yin Jiu saw everything, took the cup and squinted. Hattori Heiji was the son of the Osaka Prefectural Headquarters Chief, and Bourbon had a long-standing feud with the Japanese government.

It's only natural that the Bourbon Association would treat Osaka officials with equal hostility and gloat over their misfortune.

"Forget it, this kind of thing really shouldn't be bothered with Tou-ge."

As a considerate boss, Yin Jiu would never proactively assign tasks that would upset her subordinates.

After much deliberation, Yin Jiu dug out a rarely used phone number from her contact list.

"Hey vodka, I have a melon here, it's related to your recent mission, do you want some? —glenfiddich"

"?" Vodka's message was returned to the account almost instantly.

Yin Jiu immediately pulled up her chair, sat up straight, and continued, "It's the Hattori family you've been monitoring lately. Their only son was kidnapped in Tokyo today! —glenfiddich"

"No, no, don't save her! —vodka"

The other end still replied instantly.

Vodka was clearly very familiar with Yin Jiu's tactics, and instinctively his hands completed the 'evasion maneuver'.

However, before Yin Jiu could see the words clearly, the vodka message was quickly retracted.

"Wait! Heiji Hattori? We have to save him!" Vodka gasped, then instinctively looked up at the road ahead.

Hmm, the streets of Osaka Prefecture are bustling with traffic and people.

This is too much trouble to solve a problem that's already in the way!

Gin wasn't by his side either.

Vodka stuck his head out the window again, looked around, and when he didn't see the blond figure returning, he dejectedly shrank back inside.

'Wait a minute, isn't Vermouth in Tokyo?'

Why would Glenfiddich suddenly bypass Gin and send him a private message?

When a person has no one to rely on, they are forced to learn to be self-reliant. Vodka slowly calmed down, mimicking Gin's posture when analyzing a target, staring blankly out the window at a certain landing point, lost in thought.

—Granfidy sent this message to him separately, rather than giving the order directly to Bourbon and Vermouth, who were also in Tokyo, which certainly didn't mean that he was to bring his older brother to rush over and rescue them right now.

However, it is obvious that Hattori Heiji's role is now quite important, and he must be saved.

"..."

—Then the answer is clear: Granfidy needs to save Hattori Heiji, but he, Gin, Vermouth, and Bourbon cannot do it themselves.

Instead, the task should be carried out by someone who is 'unaware of Glenfiddich's true identity' and 'does not bear any obvious organizational insignia'.

This kind of person is still in Tokyo, and he knows him from Vodka.

The pool of people was gradually narrowed down, and a code name emerged in Vodka's mind.

He hesitated for a few breaths, then typed a line of small text on his phone and clicked send.

"Hey Shirley, I have some gossip here, it's related to your recent experiments, want some? —vodka"

"It's the Hattori family, the ones our research team recently contacted. Their only son was kidnapped in Tokyo today! —vodka"