Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"Yuji Kudo's daughter is actually here?"

Standing at the elevator door, Aoyama placed his hand on his cuff, unbuttoning and then buttoning it back up, while pondering the question, "Where is Sasaki Kiyose?"

He certainly wouldn't just disappear there so easily, but he couldn't stay put either. He could at least walk slowly, so he was able to hear a little bit of it.

With everything that happened at Sasaki's memorial service, and Osaka's imminent complete fall into the hands of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, a rather grim situation for the Northern Government was inevitable.

The most urgent task is to find out the truth about the explosion. If we can identify the real culprit before Kazami and Todo take action, we can continue to ensure Osaka's neutrality.

For the Northern government, there was no real fear of having another enemy like Osaka; they had long been prepared. However, for the local people of Osaka, being forced into the war was not a good thing.

With a ding-dong sound, he stepped into the elevator. As he pressed the button for the ground floor, he attached a thin piece he had peeled off from the button to the elevator panel, deliberately obscuring the surveillance camera behind it. Then, after estimating the time, he pressed the knob.

In an instant, a burst of electricity from the thin sheet pierced through the panel, bringing the entire elevator to a standstill. Aoyama patted the elevator door, peered through the crack to check if he was on a floor, and then glanced back at the security camera.

"The surveillance cameras in Xicheng District are indeed outdated; their circuitry is completely connected to the elevator system..."

Sure enough, the infrared light on the pinhole camera had disappeared. Aoyama pulled out his belt and swung it at the elevator ceiling. After confirming the location of the escape exit by knocking, he pushed off the handrail on the side of the elevator with his foot, successfully opening the passageway. Then he flipped upside down.

"Sure enough, there were no security measures in the elevator shaft."

He took out the suspenders from inside his suit, hung them on his trousers, and then tied the other end to the elevator cable, slowly swinging down to the bottom floor.

"Just destroy the surveillance cameras in the morgue with a pulse generator. That elevator should give me about five minutes..." As he descended to the morgue floor, Aoyama took out his phone and pulled out a wire from the side.

He hung in front of the elevator door, put on gloves, pried open the circuit board on the door, unplugged it, and then connected it to his phone. At the same time, he took out a business card, stuffed it into the gap of the elevator door, flicked it out forcefully, silently counted to three before controlling his phone to open the elevator door.

His phone was hanging on the elevator door. After entering the floor, he walked quickly forward. The morgue used by the police was separate from the regular hospital, so he didn't need to spend too much time checking the bodies.

Upon entering the room, he placed his hands on the three horizontal and four vertical freezers, opening each one to inspect the black body bags. After opening one and seeing the large and scattered bag, Aoyama immediately unzipped it, rummaging through the body parts inside while quickly taking photos with his watch.

"Slap slap slap... What impressive skills! I must say, the spies from Beidu are quite fast."

The praise startled Aoyama from the search. He instinctively wanted to turn around, but immediately restrained himself, pulling his shirt up to cover his mouth and nose, leaving only his eyes exposed. "What? Still thinking about escaping at this point?"

The man who entered the morgue casually tossed the cell phone he had just removed from the elevator door in front of Qingshan, and clenched his fist while wearing black leather gloves.

"Although I know your identity, it would still be better to beat you down and take you to headquarters."

"I've never seen you before. Who are you?"

Aoyama sized up the man opposite him, who was posing in a free-fighting stance. The man had a buzz cut, wore glasses, and looked very serious; he appeared to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. If he had to name him, the first person he thought of was Kazami's father.

"There's no need for the guy who's about to be knocked unconscious to find out who I am." The man pounced forward, crouched down, and then delivered a straight punch that twisted Aoyama's face.

"Alas……"

Using the force of his punch, he retreated, widening the gap between them, and launched a second attack. Seeing Qingshan's fierce approach, the man hooked his toe on the handle on the wall and pulled the entire freezer out of the wall, forcing Qingshan to take an extra step around from the side.

"You're pretty quick."

The two of them, one pulling out a cabinet and the other stuffing it in, made a lot of noise in the morgue, as if they were trying to wake up the people lying inside.

Seeing that the other person was ignoring the pain on his face and was about to kick him in the stomach, the man realized that he didn't have time to defend himself and simply gave up.

"what!"

Clutching his bleeding right leg, Qingshan collapsed to the ground, his eyes red as he watched the man pull a steel plate with small spikes out of his stomach.

"The armor given to me by the Prime Minister is quite useful..."

"Speak," he said, then pulled his shirt back up and stuffed it back in. (End of Chapter)