The Secret of Gin [Conan]

80.

Gin pressed his left hand on the Porsche body with a complicated expression.

"Brother, we should go." Vodka said, looking at his watch.

Gin didn't speak, and walked directly to the gate of the amusement park with vodka.

The surveillance cameras near the gate were all blacked out, and the people in the security room were also sound asleep under the effect of the volatile anesthetic, completely unaware of what was going to happen here.

Vodka saw that the rotating iron bars of a gate had been broken and opened without hindrance, so he instinctively walked towards that passage.

"idiot."

Gin directly dragged him back.

He walked to the gate in the corner without changing his expression, and turned over lightly.

After the vodka was turned over, he looked back while walking.

"Brother, I see, there is—"

"Shut up and watch the road."

Five minutes later, a white Mazda made a difficult drift turn and stopped directly at the entrance of the amusement park.

Toru Amuro was still unfastening his seat belt, but Conan had already jumped out, holding a portable flashlight and shining it directly at the corner of the parking lot.

"It's Gin's car!"

Kudo Shinichi looked up at the sky, the figure of the phantom thief had disappeared, and he didn't know where he was hiding.

"Don't get close!" Toru Amuro wanted to grab Conan, but he was a step too late.

Conan had already run to the side of the black Porsche, which was of course empty.

Conan adjusted his glasses and observed the items in the car through the night vision function.

"Wait, there's a cell phone in the gap in the driver's seat."

Toru Amuro's complexion changed drastically, he picked up Conan and backed away.

Conan also reacted quickly.

"bomb?"

The kind of bomb that starts by making a phone call?

It's not impossible, because he only saw the mobile phone in the gap, and didn't see whether there was a wire connected underneath.

but--

"Gin doesn't want this car anymore?" Conan asked in disbelief.

He has seen organizations blow up skyscrapers, bridges, and cars. In general, everything can be bombed, but this is a Porsche 356A, Gin's favorite car!

"I thought he liked the car too..."

Toru Amuro stopped, with a complicated expression.

Kudo Shinichi finally unbuckled his seat belt at the speed of a normal person, ran over panting, and picked up what Amuro Toru had left to say.

"Isn't this obvious? Gin just parked the car here, with no intention of hiding it at all, it's just a decoy! The police will come soon, so is Gin going to break through the siege and return to the parking lot to drive this car away? "

Conan soon realized that this incident was different from the past. The existence of the organization was no longer a secret hidden in the dark. The Japanese police and FBI in charge of the search knew very clearly the target and the vehicle the target was driving.

He didn't expect it for a while, because he was used to staring at Gin's car when he was following the organization, and he could always get various clues from here.In a sense, the Porsche 356A represents gin, symbolizing that the black organization once again extended its criminal hands, which can be called the trigger of the case.

Suddenly one day, the case trigger became a one-time consumable, which made Conan's habit of thinking almost impossible to change.

Conan looked at the Porsche not far away with pity, and whispered: "It would be great if we could collect the fingerprints or hair of gin and vodka."

"Don't even think about it, even if this car will be blown up, Gin won't give us such a chance." Toru Amuro picked up his mobile phone, wanting to inform the people who came behind to take precautions and stay away from this car.

But the phone calls are all busy.

Toru Amuro turned his head and said to Conan, "Don't move, don't enter the amusement park."

There are traps in there, that's for sure.

Everything about Gin's actions tonight is weird, from the kidnapping to the hostages to the chosen location is outrageous.

"Since the description of 'the original place' is used, it means that my identity must have been exposed." Conan clenched his lowered right hand, "He asked me and Haibara Ai just to bring us back to the organization."

Yes, the condition for calling the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is to hand over the two children.

Edogawa Conan and Haibara Ai from Teidan Elementary School.

Kidnapping the Prime Minister without any ransom or release of the prisoners, requiring two seven-year-old children, has caused a sensation in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Everyone is asking who the two kids are and wanting to know their origins.

Although the special case team was quickly established and an order was issued to block the news, but this incident was too outrageous. There happened to be many people in the Metropolitan Police Department who knew Edogawa Conan and knew that Kogoro Mori was always with him, so Private gossip is uncontrollable.

"Don't tell Haibara about this, I will make up as Haibara." Conan said firmly, then looked at Kudo Shinichi, "Let's go together."

Kudo Shinichi nodded without hesitation.

Amuro began to have a headache.

"No, you are not allowed to decide casually. This matter is too big. Even I don't have the command of this operation."

It was the Prime Minister who was kidnapped!

Important institutions in this country, one counts as one, were all alarmed.

Then there is the extreme chaos of wrangling.

There are departments that shirk their responsibilities and don't want to take over this hot potato, there are hostile parties who want to take the opportunity to make trouble, and there are those who don't know the situation and want to rush up——

Toru Amuro confirmed just now that all the chiefs, subordinates, and colleagues he can contact... all the phone lines are busy.

He wanted to call back to inform the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department that the location was at Dorobika Amusement Park, but the line was still busy.

Even if it is difficult to get through one, it is estimated that it will have to wait for the reporting time. This is Japan where the bureaucratic system seriously interferes with daily administrative work.

"If we can't solve the hostage situation before the Self-Defense Forces arrive, Huiyuan Ai will be in danger. This drug was developed by Huiyuan Ai, and she is a defector from the organization. She will be taken away..."

Conan tugged on Toru Amuro's sleeve, looking anxious.

Being able to be placed under residential surveillance is already the best arrangement.

In order to control such a genius scientist who knows about rejuvenating drugs, the higher-ups will definitely ignore the fact that Hui Yuanai defected to the organization and was persecuted by the organization, but directly sentenced him to death.

If the sentence is not enough, even if the crime is charged, it will be indefinite or suspended, and a prisoner who bears such a sentence naturally has no personal freedom and rights to speak of.

Toru Amuro has a complicated expression. Of course he knows these things, but he is actually more worried that the FBI will use the "witness protection plan" to lure Hui Yuan Ai to the United States.

"...Not only Haibara Ai, you are also dangerous, Conan."

"I believe that things haven't reached the most dangerous stage. If Gin wants to catch us for the organization, he won't be happy to see this secret spread... Normal people wouldn't think of such things as becoming smaller. So as long as it succeeds If the hostages are rescued, there is still room for things to turn around."

While the two were arguing, they suddenly saw more than a dozen cars coming up the road in the distance.

"See you in the wind?"

"Akai?"

Conan was stunned looking at these people who got off the car.

Toru Amuro pressed his hat and took a step back quietly, otherwise he would not be able to explain that "self" appeared in two places at the same time.

"We have a temporary commander-in-chief." Kazami Yuya came over, handed the headsets in his hands to Kudo Shinichi and Conan, and "smuggled" the same thing to Amuro Toru who was hiding in the shadow of the tree without any trace.

Conan put on the headset suspiciously, and then he heard a familiar voice.

It was his father, Yusaku Kudo.

"You... When did you come back?" Conan was pleasantly surprised.

He thought the Kudos were in the United States.

Yusaku Kudo's voice was gentle and calm, which calmed Conan's restless mood well.

"Your mother is here too, and she will pretend for you. Although I don't want you to go, it seems that we can only choose this way today."

As soon as Conan looked up, he saw Kudo Yukiko waving to him.

He choked up.

Kudo Shinichi next to him is very uncomfortable, after all, these are parents, but not parents.

"Xin Yijiang, this feeling is amazing!"

Kudo Yukiko couldn't help but hugged Conan, then reached out to embrace Kudo Shinichi who looked awkward, and said regretfully: "It would be great if there was another girl version of Shinichi."

"Cough cough!"

"Hello!"

Conan was about to speak, but he was horrified to see Kudo Yukiko quickly stretched out his hand, and pressed an anesthetic needle into the back of Kudo Shinichi's neck.

"..."

Conan, who was so shocked that he couldn't speak, watched the other himself struggling and fell down in an instant.

The back of Conan's neck felt cold, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Okay, I will take care of my child, but I can't watch you take risks, your parents are still waiting for you to come home." Kudo Yukiko smiled and supported the unconscious Kudo Shinichi, whispering in his ear explain.

"Mom, are you going to... no, it's too dangerous! You're not Lan, you can do karate!"

Conan immediately realized that Yukiko Kudo would disguise himself as Shinichi Kudo and enter the amusement park with him.

"boom!"

Soaring flames.

The air wave pushed everyone to bow their heads to avoid.

Conan broke free from Yukiko's arms, covered his forehead with his right hand, ran to the front with difficulty, and looked at the gate of the amusement park angrily.

A gate exploded.

The bomb was so powerful that it overturned the two cars closest to the door, including Toru Amuro's white Mazda.

"what happened?"

"...One of the gates was demolished, but a trigger bomb was buried underneath, and it would detonate as long as someone walked up."

Kazami wiped the ashes off his face, and reported to Toru Amuro in embarrassment.

This time, all the elites from the Japanese police and FBI came here, and they basically responded quickly, with only a few casualties.

But the man who carelessly triggered the bomb must have been lost.

The black smoke was mixed with the choking smell of blood and gasoline.

"No, let's go."

Conan's face changed suddenly, and he waved his arms desperately, motioning for everyone to retreat.

Toru Amuro also remembered the problem on the Porsche in the distance, and he didn't care about being seen as two of himself, so he hurriedly called everyone's name and signaled to retreat.

"boom!"

There was also a second explosion.

With that Porsche as the center, the entrance of the amusement park seemed to be plunged into a series of explosions.

The fuel tanks of cars burned because they were caught in the blast, turning them into new explosion points.

The flames lit up half the sky.

"Woooo."

On the observation deck of the amusement park, two people who were tightly bound by ropes struggled in horror.

Too bad their mouths were all taped shut.

No jacket, only a shirt, shivering in the cold wind of late autumn.

Kurosawa stood in a dark corner inside the observation deck passage, with a cigarette in his hand.

The light from the cigarette butt was just a red dot in the darkness, but in the eyes of the hostages, it was more terrifying than the flames exploding outside.

Footsteps were heard down the passage.

"Why are there two hostages?"

Standing in the distance, Qin Jiu glanced at the two hostages whose faces were blue with cold, and asked with a frown.

"One is the target, and the other is his driver." Kurosawa explained calmly, "The target has too many bodyguards, and killing them one by one is too troublesome, so I borrowed the target's own vehicle to transfer."

Gin Jiu recognized the two hostages who were about to faint in the cold wind, frowned and said, "This is not the target we agreed upon."

The target they originally agreed on was a hard-liner of a certain political party, who was regarded as a big figure in the political arena, and also held a position in the cabinet. The blame for Belmode's disappearance was given to that guy.

"You change your target on your own?" Gin asked blankly.

"Because I saw a bigger fish, and I think the target's physique is a little thinner, so it's easier to pick it up." Kurosawa took out a flashlight and shone it on the face of the hostage on the right.

Gin: "..."

The vodka behind the gin almost exclaimed.

Gin gave Vodka a disgusted look, and then said, "This hostage is older and could easily die."

"It's okay, the guest we're waiting for has already rang the doorbell, and it's time for us to get ready to greet you." Kurosawa looked at the flames soaring into the sky outside, and said with a half-smile, "Everything will be over before dawn."