Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 1103 I don't know what's burning

Judy's expression changed immediately.

Rikumichi Kusuda, this was the name of the cannon fodder of the organization who was confirmed dead yesterday and registered when he was admitted to the hospital.

The malicious intent of this package is obvious; it is a provocation to announce that their information is known.

"Leave it to me." Judy remained calm and took the hot package. She smiled at the nurse as naturally as she could. "It might be sent by a friend who doesn't know the ward number."

The thing feels very heavy in the hand. The lower part feels hard, while the upper part is wrapped in opaque plastic. You can feel that it seems to be some kind of plant, but you can't tell what it is.

Judy, who didn't dare to act on her own, took it down to the parking lot and handed it directly to James himself.

——After today's operation began, James moved into the car that had been prepared long ago and used it as a command center.

"Is this considered a provocation from the organization?"

Holding the opened flowerpot, James looked at the plant in his hand and frowned in thought.

It's not a dangerous species, just a columbine, with delicate purple and white flowers dotting the branches, looking gentle and harmless.

"Didn't you open the package and check the contents in advance?" Akai Shuichi's focus was on the package that was intact when it was delivered.

It would be unwise to bring something to the command center when you already know that its source is not safe.

"All packages entering the hospital should have been checked by the guards. And it feels like a plant... I opened it and checked it." Judy pinched her palms and instinctively became nervous about Akai Shuichi's question, "Does it need to be sent for re-examination?"

“We must win.”

"Huh?" James, who was still paying attention to their conversation, turned his head and saw Conan following behind Akai Shuichi.

"I mean, the language of this flower." Conan pointed to the flowerpot in his hand, "It also means 'oath of victory'."

"So, this is a declaration of war." Akai Shuichi nodded, "It is indeed his style."

He did not elaborate on who he was referring to, but several people present understood what he meant.

"A declaration of war from Gin? Now I suddenly feel that it carries a lot more weight." James pulled the corners of his mouth but failed to force a smile.

Being able to accurately know his name means that the organization has learned of his superior-subordinate relationship with Shuichi Akai, and they have even confirmed that he is the main person in charge of this operation.

It is not an easy task to become a colleague of Shuichi Akai who is targeted by Gin.

"It may be heavier than you think, Mr. James." Conan raised his finger again, this time pointing very clearly at the bottom of the flowerpot. "The dripping sound is getting louder and louder."

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Watching the red dot on the screen moving on the 3D image drawn by Vodka and finally stopping at the location of the underground garage, Gin curled up a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.

Rather than using direct violence to eliminate these guys, he prefers to play like a cat playing with mouse, constantly irritating their nerves and watching them lose their composure.

Isn't this what mice deserve?

He flicked the cigarette between his fingers and was about to instruct Vodka Yuan to turn on the signals of the other transmitters when a voice suddenly rang out behind him.

"Sending a bomb to a hospital? Not very creative."

Gin lowered the upturned corner of his mouth, turned his head, and looked coldly at Kumail who was leaning over to observe their actions from the gap between the seats.

"Even if they really blow it up, how many people can it kill or injure? It's better to just send it to the hospital." Tang Ze curled his lips, and the word "boring" was almost written on his face.

"This is not an attack intended to kill." Gin's answer was very cold, with a hint of completely undisguised annoyance, "Make a loud enough noise, and the frightened little mice will only hide in places they think are safe..."

"Then, Kiel's location was exposed?" Tang Ze said with a soft "tsk". "I clearly told you the specific ward number."

"They will most likely move again after discovering our actions." Gin refuted him indifferently, and then reluctantly gave an additional explanation, "Our targets are Kiel and Akai Shuichi, and the bombs are just used to increase their fear. Compared to death, the fear of being clearly aware of your own impending death is the real threat."

At that point, the FBI, realizing they had fallen into an organization's trap, would naturally become anxious and take the risk of moving the hostages.

At that time, their goal will shift from breaking out of a guarded hospital to intercepting a limited number of targets, which will naturally be much more difficult.

and……

"Once they find those explosives, they will have to send someone to deal with them. No matter who sends them out, it will be much more interesting to shoot the person in the head with a bullet right under their noses than to simply kill these annoying rats." Gin showed his cruel smile again.

He had already planned Akai Shuichi's death in his mind for a long time.

Compared to any so-called confrontation or defeat, Gin always believed that only death itself could symbolize undoubted destruction and victory.

"Under ideal circumstances." Tang Ze nodded and made another sarcastic remark, "However, based on my understanding of the United States, with a team of more than 20 or 30 people, don't they have anyone who can defuse a bomb?"

The smile on Gin's lips disappeared again.

Kumail's speculation is full of suspicion of exaggeration, but it must be said that what he said is indeed possible.

Bomb disposal is a complex professional skill, but if the people who came here are a group of FBI agents...

"They will then need to screen all the packages received by the hospital today. I said, my goal is not to kill anyone with explosives."

"I am just offering a rigorous guess..."

"Shut up, work on your own plans, and don't bother with what others do."

"Yes Yes--"

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Are there any FBI agents who can defuse bombs?
Really not. Now in the entire Beihu Central Hospital, from inside to outside, the only person who has bomb disposal experience is Conan, who has defuse half of a bomb according to the instruction manual.

Fortunately, the guy who had defused the other half of the bomb and another guy with similar skills were also there.

"...I didn't expect that the hospital here could find such professionals." James looked at the bomb dug out from the flowerpot and being fiddled with easily in the hands of someone. The corners of his mouth covered by his beard couldn't help but twitch slightly twice, "Where did you find people to help? Could it be..."

"She was involved in the case and was sent here for medical treatment." Akai Hideo lied calmly, "Rena Mizunashi was involved in the explosion because the criminal that day was an internationally renowned bomber."

"Oh. So, he is..."

"A former bomb disposal police officer. He also helped to deal with the C4 left by Kusuda Rikumichi."

So he said he could defuse a bomb, and they really let him do it...?
James opened his mouth, looked at Akai Shuichi's calm expression, and stopped talking without saying anything else.

Never mind, maybe some of Akai's connections here are unwilling to introduce it in detail for some reason, which is understandable...

"nailed it."

Kenji Hagiwara stood up and showed them the bomb that had been dealt with but was still covered in mud, and blinked at Conan who had a speechless expression.

Conan pursed his lips and glanced at Akai Shuichi, vaguely understanding how he was related to Joker.

Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda were both excellent police officers with outstanding performance in explosive disposal. It was normal for such professional talents to come into contact with Shuichi Akai.

After careful calculation, it seems that the Phantom Thieves of Hearts can now negotiate terms with any department.

Even if we ignore their extraordinary powers and only discuss the abilities of their members, they cannot be underestimated.

Coupled with Huiyuan's full support and the epoch-making artificial intelligence product such as Noah's Ark...

Hmm? Why do I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity after taking inventory of everything?
Conan fell into deep thought for a moment, while James took the processed bomb, looked at its current state, and frowned deeply.

The countdown clock on the dial has stopped, and the mechanical structure inside has obviously been damaged.

"There are nearly thirty minutes left in the countdown..." Staring at the number pointed by the pointer above, James thought and looked at Hagiwara Kenji, "You are a professional in this area. What do you think about this bomb?"

"It is indeed a bomb." Hagiwara Kenji first said something that seemed to be nonsense, and then continued to answer, "The structure is not complicated, but it cannot be dealt with by simple means. The size is not large, but because it is a plastic bomb, the actual power will be greater than expected."

The opening sentence seemed meaningless, but the people present could understand what he meant.

It’s a bomb and it will explode, so this overly long countdown suddenly becomes meaningful.

"It's as if they wanted to have it taken away on purpose..." Judy also realized what was happening, and her expression darkened. "Even if they were worried about the time limit, leaving a gap of nearly an hour is a bit too much."

"And the other party chose a clock, which is very unusual. Wouldn't normal bomb designs always choose electronic screens? It's like they were deliberately trying to be discovered." Conan took over the conversation.

"What on earth are they planning to do..."

"Well, if I hadn't come to help, how would you have dealt with this bomb?" Feeling that he was somewhat ignored by them, Kenji Hagiwara raised his hand to indicate that he was still there. "I'm in the hospital here, and the previous accident just happened to be an accident. The other party probably wouldn't consider the factor of someone helping to defuse the bomb, right? So..."

"So, they want to force us to leave with the bomb." James raised his head, his tone gradually becoming more determined. "With so many accidents happening at the last minute, we have very few options. Now that patients are flocking in, the nearby roads must be very congested..."

"We have limited manpower here, and we can't leave something so destructive in the hospital, so..."

"So we should check if there are other similar parcels!" Judy stood up at once. "They will definitely keep sending similar items to test our bottom line. Mr. Policeman, I will continue to trouble you!"

"He's a former police officer." Hagiwara Kenji gently reminded, "Don't worry, bombs that can safely pass inspection and be sent to the designated location, even if they are high-powered plastic bombs, have limited destructive power. If you really don't have time to deal with them, you can just find an open space to pile them up."

"Eh? But..."

"As long as no one is blown up, it's fine, right? Don't worry, it's just a bombing. I think Tokyo is used to similar situations."

Conan felt that this sentence was a bit hellish and wanted to refute it, but the only counterexample in his mind was: "..."

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"Oh, it's been dealt with." Tang Ze, who knew clearly what happened at the hospital, patted Gin's chair and said hypocritically, "The effect is not as expected, Gin-senpai."

Although Tang Ze knew that the FBI would deal with the bombs if they ignored them, he still arranged in advance for Kenji Hagiwara to find a reason to help them solve these small problems.

After all, according to the original plot, after discovering the bomb, the FBI fell into an inexplicably tense atmosphere, staged a car-racing and drifting drama, and even played a last-minute drama, before ending with throwing the fist-sized bomb into the river.

It's not that it's not possible, and it's quite reasonable to handle the bomb in this way, but there's the reputation of Teiji Moriya, and this case happened right after Pramiya went crazy. Tang Ze felt it was weird to see these FBI guys so nervous about solving a bomb, and they even had to create some suspense because of the traffic congestion.

Isn't it just a bomb? Even if it is very powerful, if it is placed in an empty area with no one around, it will explode, right?

This is a hospital, not a residential building with mostly wooden structures. Can't we just use some flame retardants to deal with it? The core idea of ​​bomb disposal is to make it harmless and not cause serious consequences. It doesn't have to disappear quietly.

Finally, it was thrown into the river and exploded. Wouldn't it make any noise?

How should I put it? If you ask him to give his evaluation, I don’t know what he is so angry about.

"...It's as expected." Gin glanced at Tang Ze who was obviously gloating, and his expression didn't change. "It's just a few more steps."

"I knew it. How many bombs have you arranged to send over?" Tang Ze looked at the flashing red dot on his screen and raised his eyebrows.

It should be said that the explosive style is still in place.

"That depends on how efficient the people below are in one night." Gin made an ambiguous and somewhat frightening statement.

"Wow, that's a pretty impressive statement. So if they're all dealt with..."

"That's even better. It'll be easy to catch everything in one fell swoop. Instead of worrying about my problems, you should solve your own problems first, Kumail."

(End of this chapter)