“...Yes, yes, yes, Inspector Megure, please hurry over!”
Conan put the phone back in the phone booth, feeling a little relieved.
The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department would arrive in at most thirty minutes. During this time, he just needed to keep the Detective Boys from entering the Renhe Building and then guard the Renhe Building to see if anyone came out!
This operation should be considered the safest of the Death God Elementary School Student's suicidal operations!
However, when the Death God Elementary School Student turned his head at this moment and looked at the empty space in front of the Renhe Building where the Detective Boys had originally been standing...
He fell silent, because there was no one there.
“I take back what I said. This operation should be the most dangerous of the Detective Boys' suicidal operations!”
— — — — — —
At this very moment, the members of the Detective Boys were cautiously and nervously walking up the stairs.
Ai Haibara, who was at the very back, always pretended to inadvertently glance at the Black-Clad Person behind her out of the corner of her eye.
When she was a member of the Black Organization, she had seen many members of the Black Organization's action team.
Every one of those members wore black clothes and exuded a dangerous aura, just like this person.
But why would a member of the Black Organization accompany the Detective Boys? What was his motive? Could it be that he was one of the members of this kidnapping group? Is that why he followed them in?
Ai Haibara's mood grew heavier.
She once again glanced at the Black-Clad Person behind her out of the corner of her eye, only to find that the Black-Clad Person wearing sunglasses had disappeared!
“What? Where did he go?”
The former Black Organization member immediately turned her head and looked at various parts of the stairwell.
However, that Black-Clad Person had disappeared from behind her so stealthily.
Hearing Ai Haibara's soft gasp, Ayumi, who was walking in front, turned her head and spoke to Ai Haibara even more softly.
“Be quiet, Ai Haibara, we're already here!”
...We're already here?
Ai Haibara turned her head again to look at Kojima Genta, who was at the very top.
She saw that this number one daredevil of the Detective Boys had already pushed open the door to the room on the third floor, exclaiming, “The door isn't locked!”, and was leading the way into the kidnapping group's hideout.
Seeing this, Ai Haibara felt her heart skip a beat, but she gritted her teeth and entered the hideout with the others.
Just by looking at the layout inside the hideout, Ai Haibara had already determined that this was not a kidnapping organization. On the contrary, this should be a counterfeit money printing hideout, and the nearby printing press was still warm...
This indicated that the criminal group manufacturing counterfeit money had not gone far!
She watched with a heavy heart as Genta uncovered the incomplete thousand-yen banknote printing plates of Natsume Soseki that were covered by cloth, and watched Mitsuhiko exclaim loudly, and Ayumi ask questions in confusion—
With a creaking sound, the door to the hidden room on the third floor was pushed open.
Silver Fox, who had seen the members of the Detective Boys on the surveillance screen, appeared at the doorway.
She escorted the tied-up artist out, with two other armed criminals walking beside her.
This scene immediately startled many of the Detective Boys' members.
“The Detective game, like playing house, ends here, little Detectives.”
Silver Fox raised her pistol and aimed it at the members of the Detective Boys.
Although she didn't know why these children were able to find this place, since they had already discovered the printing press and the existence of these banknote printing plates, she couldn't let these children leave alive.
“You have nowhere to run. Let me think about how to deal with you to make this guy speed up...”
Creak — — — —
The door to the third floor was pushed open at this moment.
The two members who had been sent outside to keep watch and deal with other followers stiffly fell to the ground, one on the left and one on the right.
Silver Fox's pupils suddenly constricted.
A figure in black stood in front of the third-floor door, calmly stepping over the two unconscious criminals and walking towards Silver Fox and the other two criminal members, looking quite relaxed.
It could be seen from the fact that he even had the leisure to cup his hand around a lighter flame to light his cigarette.
“You, you, who are you?!”
The follower who had previously purchased the color-changing ink for Silver Fox couldn't help but turn the pistol in his hand and point it at the Black-Clad Person.
His voice was tinged with fear, and the hand holding the gun was trembling.
Because he thought of the urban legend that had recently appeared in Mihua Town.
A life-taking malevolent spirit dressed in black, roaming the night, taking the lives of every criminal...
“Who I am, does it matter? It doesn't matter.”
Nara Hikaru put the cigarette to his mouth and said calmly.
“What matters is that you will soon be unable to continue your criminal activities.”
“Because I'm here.”
The next instant, the lighter suddenly flew out, hitting the follower's hand like a dart.
Immediately, the follower's pistol flew out of his hand.
And Nara Hikaru's figure suddenly lunged forward. In less than a second, he had already arrived in front of Silver Fox, and the other armed, bandaged accomplice standing beside Silver Fox was already enjoying peaceful sleep.
The armed criminal group, originally five strong, now only had Silver Fox left!
This lady in black, wearing a hat, aimed her gun at Nara Hikaru's head, her hand trembling.
“I, I'll kill you... Don't you believe I'll shoot?”
“Of course I believe it, but there's one more thing I want to ask if you believe.”
Nara Hikaru threw the cigarette at his feet and then stomped it out.
Only then did he look up and directly at Silver Fox, saying calmly.
“Madam, do you believe? Even if you point a gun at my head, I can make you see your own brains before you shoot. I can guarantee you that such a death is truly miserable.”
Silver Fox subconsciously took a step back.
Even though she was the one holding the gun and had the advantage, her heart was filled only with fear and unease!
She watched Nara Hikaru reach into his pocket and then take out a one-hundred-yen coin.
...What is he doing?
Silver Fox didn't know; she just watched Nara Hikaru's movements nervously.
“Of course, you can also play a game with me, betting on whether there's a bullet in your gun.”
“I'll use this one-hundred-yen coin as the stake, betting that there's no bullet in your gun. If you also intend to play this game, then you can pull the trigger now.”
“If there's a bullet in the gun, then you can kill me and take this one-hundred-yen coin.”
“If there's no bullet in the gun, then I will kill you.”
Nara Hikaru, dressed in a black overcoat, said calmly and composedly.
“How about it? Want to play this game? It's simple, very dangerous, but the rewards are great.”
“You just need to pull the trigger, like you've done countless times when threatening...”
“What, you don't dare to play this game?”
...Crazy, this is simply a lunatic!
The Death God Elementary School Student, who was standing outside the third-floor door and peeking at the situation inside, felt horrified.
How could someone bet that there was no bullet in the gun that the other side was going to use to kill them?
Conan raised his watch and opened the scope.
He was going to act and save this kind-hearted Black-Clad Person, who was skilled but reckless!
