I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

Chapter 301 The World of Detective Conan 27

When Vodka returned to the restaurant, it was in complete chaos. He vaguely heard things like "virus" and "don't want to die."

He focused his gaze on the waitress who was being kept away from by the crowd, and noticed that she had red rashes on her face and arms.

"Please... save me... I don't want to die..." the waitress said in terror.

"It's actually true! The red Siamese cat really did release the virus on the airship, and it's also true that there were bombs planted on the airship?"

Jirokichi Suzuki initially thought the phone call was a prank, since no suspicious individuals had been found on the airship. However, the presence of infected individuals now proved that everything was real.

At this moment, Officer Nakamori, who had gone to check the situation in the smoking room, returned and told everyone that he had found virus test tubes in the smoking room.

His words immediately stirred up the crowd, making the already chaotic situation even worse.

"Everyone, calm down, don't panic..."

"The police will ensure your safety. Please calm down and follow our instructions."

Officer Nakamori calmly reassured everyone. He couldn't panic at this moment; he needed to take control of the situation on the airship first.

He then had the infected waiter taken to the medical room for isolation to prevent him from infecting others.

Vodka was starting to panic. The airship had been infected with a virus, and most importantly, Gojo Satoru and the others were gone!

Damn it! He was only gone for a short while, and those two little devils disappeared. There are still viruses and bombs on the airship. If anything happens to them, he'll be finished too!

He couldn't help but shed tears silently in his heart. This job was really inhuman. When would his older brother come back?

Amidst the chaos, Conan discovered that his Detective Boys friends were missing.

He recalled that Yuan Tai happened to be passing by the waitress when she sneezed, and the virus is mainly transmitted through respiration and droplets.

This is too dangerous. If Yuan Tai gets infected... he has to find them immediately.

Gojo Satoru and Natsume followed slowly behind the three members of the Junior Detective League as they toured the interior of the airship.

Well, to be precise, only Ayumi Yoshida and her two companions were visiting; he and Jai were simply dragged along.

"Wow! So this is what the inside of an airship looks like. It looks amazing."

Hearing the exclamations of the group, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but chuckle. These little devils were certainly full of curiosity.

They insisted on sneaking a peek inside the airship, weren't they afraid of getting caught?

"Wait, someone's coming."

Xia Youjie heard faint footsteps coming from afar. Cough... they sneaked in. It would be a bit embarrassing if they were discovered.

"It's nothing, it's Conan," Gojo Satoru said slowly, then stopped and waited for Conan to arrive.

"What's Conan doing here? Isn't he looking for Kaito Kid?"

Xia Youjie was a little puzzled. Conan's mind was focused on finding Kaito Kid, so why did he suddenly come over? Could it be that there were clues about Kaito Kid here?

"I don't know, maybe something happened outside," Gojo Satoru shrugged and said casually.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Phew... I've finally found you guys."

After seeing Gojo Satoru and the others, Conan quickly checked on their physical condition and, finding that they were all alright, his tense nerves finally relaxed.

"What's wrong? Did something happen outside?"

Xia Youjie's smile faltered when he saw Conan's anxious expression. Could it be that another murder had occurred outside?

Conan told everyone about the Red Siamese Cat Organization and the virus, and then checked Genta's body again, still feeling uneasy.

"Genta, are you really alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm perfectly healthy, look," Kojima Genta said nonchalantly, then energetically flexed his fist.

After Conan discovered that Genta was indeed not infected with the virus, he fell into deep thought, feeling that something was amiss.

Logically speaking, Genta had close contact with the waitress and even went to the smoking room, so the chances of him getting infected should be high. But look at him now…

[Is there a virus on the airship? What do you think?]

Xia Youjie cast a questioning look at Wutiao Wu. He knew about the news that the red Siamese cat had blown up the microbiology research institute, but what was the purpose of this organization spreading the virus on the airship?

[I'm not sure, I'll find out when I go to the smoking room later.]

Gojo Satoru thought the virus was fake; he hadn't seen anything when they passed the smoking room earlier.

However, it's possible that the virus was released later. We'll find out if the virus is real or fake when we go back later.

Click!

Gojo Satoru and Natsumi looked in the direction from which the sound came. The entrance on the top of the airship had been opened, and a group of people dressed in black filed in, carrying guns.

Conan noticed their movements and was startled when he followed their gaze.

"Shh! Quiet." He gestured for the group to remain silent, then carefully led them away from the group of criminals.

"Hurry up, Wutiao Xiayou, you guys hurry up too...?"

!! ?

Conan, who had just escorted Ayumi Yoshida and the others to the next floor, hurriedly urged the remaining two, but when he turned around, he found that Satoru Gojo and Natsumi Yuki were gone.

No? Where are they? Where did those two huge, healthy people go?

"Conan, come up here quickly," Ayumi Yoshida whispered. If Conan didn't come up soon, they would be discovered.

Seeing that the men in black were about to arrive, Conan, unable to find anyone, quickly climbed up and hid to observe what they were doing.

He lightly pressed a button on the temple of his glasses, and the glasses immediately captured the man in black's movement, zooming in on the image.

Are they...planting bombs? Why would they?

Since the red Siamese cat had already released the virus on the airship, why go through the trouble of installing a bomb?

Conan was completely baffled, but he didn't have time to think about it now; he had to find a way to defuse the bomb.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After the men in black had all left, Conan carefully returned to his previous spot and found the planted bomb.

The good news is that the bomb wasn't very sophisticated and he can dismantle it. The bad news is that there's more than one bomb, and he doesn't know where the others are located.

"It's a bomb!"

Ayumi Yoshida's tone was not one of fear, but rather surprise. The group of girls huddled around Conan, looking eager to try it out.

"Conan, do you need any help?"

"Uh... all you need to do is help me find the other bombs, and I'll handle defusing them."

Conan broke out in a cold sweat. Ayumi and the others' curiosity and hands-on skills were no joke. If he didn't explain things clearly, they might actually try to defuse the bomb.

"Okay, let's go find the bomb." The three of them set off with full confidence.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Conan, so you can defuse bombs too?"

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