Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 570 It’s useless even if Jesus comes, I said! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
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After hanging up the phone, Maori Kogoro took a deep breath, then turned his gaze to Conan and Maori Ran beside him, and said solemnly: "I have explained the details to Officer Megure. The police will try their best to track and monitor President Takei, and find the hiding place of the kidnappers as soon as possible to rescue Miss Naoko."

Thinking back to how President Takei was completely blinded by money and didn't care about his own daughter's life, the anger in Kogoro Mori's heart was like a lit powder keg, and it suddenly surged high.

As a father, he should have stepped forward when his daughter was in the most dangerous moment, used his own strength to protect her from the wind and rain, and become her strongest support.

But President Takei was only concerned with the interests of the company and the 500 million ransom, and he completely ignored the safety of his daughter's life.

Such behavior really makes Kogoro Mori, who is also a father, feel disgusted and angry.

Humph, President Takei, as a father, is unwilling to rescue his daughter for the sake of money? It doesn't matter, he, Kogoro Mori, will come to rescue!

He is definitely involved in this kidnapping case with the police!

Takei Naoko, he will also save her!

Even if President Takei came in person to stop it, it would be useless!
At this point, Maori Kogoro seemed to suddenly remember something crucial. He paused slightly, frowned slightly, and added with a little more caution in his tone: "However, we can't just put all our hopes on the police. President Takei is a very cunning and meticulous person. He has used the trick of disguising the ransom with newspapers before."

"We can't be sure what unexpected tricks he will come up with this time. If he plays tricks on the police and we are unprepared, Miss Naoko will be in danger. Therefore, we must take the initiative and pay more attention to the surrounding situation, and don't miss any details that may be related to the case."

Conan pushed his glasses up, his eyes behind the lenses sharp and firm, and continued: "Uncle Maori is right. President Takei only cares about profit and has no family affection at all. No one knows whether he will come up with other crooked ideas besides disguising newspapers as ransom. We must prepare for it in advance."

Conan continued, with a hint of urgency in his tone, "Time is running out. While the police are taking action, we must also act on our own and do our best to try to find the kidnapper's hideout and rescue Miss Takei Naoko."

"After all, if President Takei really played tricks in the deal, then Miss Naoko would be in a very dangerous situation."

In President Takei's heart, money is far more important than his daughter's safety.

Such a person would not be surprised even if the kidnappers changed their minds during the transaction and were unwilling to hand over counterfeit money to the kidnappers as a settlement.

Maori Kogoro nodded, his expression serious: "That's right, we can't rely entirely on the police. Conan, do you have any ideas?"

Although as an adult, it was more or less uncomfortable to ask a little kid for help.

But human life is at stake, and he can't care about that now.

Conan pondered for a moment, and quickly sorted out the known clues in his mind. He recalled the previous conversation with Secretary Hanai, especially the "abandoned factory" mentioned by the other party. He felt that these details might be a breakthrough.

"I remember Secretary Hua Jing once said that the kidnappers' next transaction location seems to be an abandoned factory with a huge container."

Conan lowered his voice and said, "Although the scope is still very large, if we can find the factory first, we may be able to follow the clues and find where Miss Naoko is hiding."

A spark of hope instantly ignited in Mao Lilan's eyes: "What are we waiting for? Let's go to the abandoned factories nearby and look for them!"

Maori Kogoro frowned, with a hint of concern in his tone: "There are too many abandoned factories around here to count. Even with the limitation of huge containers, there are still a lot of them. It will be difficult for the three of us to find the specific location in a short time. Moreover, the kidnappers may have spies there, and rash actions may alert the enemy."

"Most importantly, given the kidnappers' cunningness, the abandoned factory is most likely just a cover and not the real transaction location at all."

If this happens, not only will their work be in vain, but they will also alert the kidnappers, making the rescue operation more difficult, and even put Takei Naoko in greater danger.

Conan touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Maori is right. We can't act rashly. However, we can start by collecting information about abandoned factories. By searching the Internet and asking nearby residents, we can compile a list of abandoned factories that meet the requirements, and then filter them according to factors such as distance and transportation convenience to narrow the scope. At the same time, we can pay attention to President Takei's movements. He may inadvertently reveal the real transaction location."

Maori Kogoro thought for a moment and patted Conan on the shoulder: "Kid, your brain works pretty fast. Okay, we'll do as you say."

After stroking his chin and thinking for a moment, Maori Kogoro made a decision: "Let me go to the surrounding area and ask the residents to see if I can find out anything."

"Xiaolan, you are responsible for searching for relevant information on the Internet."

"As for Conan, you are more familiar with the situation here. Pay more attention to President Takei and the movements around you to see if you can find any clues. However, you must be careful when you act and never expose yourself."

Mao Lilan nodded vigorously: "Okay, I will definitely find useful information as soon as possible!"

Conan was not to be outdone, he patted his chest and said confidently: "Uncle Maori, don't worry, I will be careful!"

The three of them quickly took action. Mao Lilan sat in front of the computer, her fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard, intently sifting through the information about the abandoned factory;
Kogoro Mouri traveled through the streets and alleys, asking everyone he met about the abandoned factory with huge containers around it; Conan, with the help of the tracker invented by Dr. Agasa, paid close attention to President Takei's every move.

As the investigation progressed, they gradually narrowed in on several abandoned factories as key suspects.

However, just as they were about to head to the abandoned factories that were of major suspicion to further verify the situation, an accident happened without warning. The tracker that Conan secretly installed on President Takei's car suddenly made a rapid "beeping" sound.

It turned out that after leaving the Takei family, President Takei did not rush to the abandoned factories that they had targeted and were major suspects, nor did he go to the Metropolitan Police Department to seek help from the police. Instead, he suddenly changed his original route and rushed in a completely unfamiliar direction.

"!!!"

Conan saw that the signal from President Takei on the tracker suddenly changed direction, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it hung in the air for a moment.

Without thinking too much, he immediately ran towards where Kogoro Mori and Ran Mori were.

At this time, Kogoro Mouri was sweating profusely as he asked a white-haired old man on the roadside for clues. He caught a glimpse of Conan's anxious look out of the corner of his eye, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, with an ominous premonition arising in his mind.

"Conan, what happened? Did something happen to President Takei?" Kogoro Mouri's voice was full of anxiety and a little uneasiness.

There was no way. Conan looked like this, and it was obvious that he had encountered something unexpected, and it was a bad thing. Conan breathed heavily and quickly told the new information he knew: "Uncle Maori, President Takei suddenly changed his route and went west. That direction is a bit strange. It doesn't seem like he was going to the abandoned factories we suspected before."

Mao Lilan also put down the information in her hand and rushed over, her eyes full of worry: "What should we do? Should we follow?"

Maori Kogoro thought for a moment and made a decisive decision, "Follow! We can't let him out of our sight. Maybe he is going to the real transaction location."

President Takei did not go to the abandoned factories they suspected. Although this incident happened suddenly, it was not completely unexpected to him.

Because, from the very beginning, he felt that the abandoned factory that Conan had learned about from Secretary Hanai was probably not the kidnappers' real transaction location.

After all, as long as the kidnappers don't want to be arrested by the police, they will not inform President Takei of their real transaction location in advance when conducting the transaction, so as to avoid being caught by the police who arrive after hearing the news.

Now it seems that his guess was correct.

"Ok!"

The three of them moved quickly, raised their hands to stop a taxi, and chased in the direction where President Takei left at lightning speed.

Along the way, Conan stared at the flashing and jumping red dot on the tracker, his brain working rapidly, trying to guess President Takei's intentions.

"President Takei changed his route without warning. There must be something fishy going on. Could it be that he realized the police were watching him and wanted to get rid of everyone and go alone to negotiate with the kidnappers?"

Conan frowned and muttered to himself, "Or, to be on the safe side, the kidnappers changed the transaction location midway?"

Maori Kogoro's face was as solemn as ice: "We can't rule out these two possibilities, but no matter what he is planning, we must ensure that Miss Naoko is safe."

After all, President Takei is a man who only cares about interests and has no family affection at all. No one knows whether he will choose to give up rescuing Takei Naoko and return home halfway for the sake of his own company and interests.

The taxi sped through the streets and alleys of the city, and soon, several people saw President Takei's car.

In order to avoid arousing suspicion, the taxi driver followed Kogoro Mori's instructions, keeping a proper distance from the driver and following him slowly and at a moderate pace.

The taxi sped along the winding road, and the atmosphere inside the car was tense and solemn.

Suddenly, the red dot on the tracker stopped.

"He stopped!" Conan whispered, his eyes fixed on the screen, "The location shows an abandoned warehouse area in the western suburbs."

Maori Kogoro clenched his fists, with a gleam of determination in his eyes: "Okay, let's get off here, approach quietly, and see what he is doing."

The three of them quickly got out of the car and, under the cover of night, carefully approached the direction where President Takei parked the car.

The abandoned warehouse was surrounded by wild weeds, swaying wildly in the wind. There was deathly silence all around, except for the sound of the wind whistling past, which added a bit of eeriness and made people's backs cold.

Kogoro Mori and a few others hid behind the bushes nearby, not daring to breathe, staring straight ahead without blinking.

As they watched, President Takei got out of the car, then looked around cautiously, looking left and right. After confirming that no one was following him, he walked towards the warehouse.

"He's in. What should we do next?" Mao Lilan asked nervously in a low voice.

Conan pondered for a moment and said calmly, "We can't rush in. We need to observe for a while. The kidnappers might be inside, and President Takei is unpredictable. No one knows what he will do."

Just at this moment, the dilapidated door of the warehouse shook slightly, and there seemed to be a faint figure moving inside.

The three people's hearts instantly rose to their throats. They dared not breathe. Their eyes widened as they stared at the closed door, their nerves tense, waiting for what was about to happen.

Not long after, they suddenly heard a low conversation coming from inside.

"Did you bring the money?" asked a hoarse male voice.

"I brought it, but where is my daughter?" President Takei's voice sounded a little hurried.

"Let us see the money first, otherwise there's no deal." Another voice said coldly.

Conan quietly stuck his head out and looked inside through the gap in the warehouse, only to see President Takei standing in front of several tall, masked kidnappers wearing black hoods, holding a black box in his hand.

Not far behind him, a pretty girl with black hair was tied to a chair, a cloth stuffed in her mouth and her eyes were full of fear.

It was Takei Naoko.

Seeing Takei Naoko, Mao Lilan was extremely anxious and wanted to rescue her classmate immediately. "We can't wait any longer, we must act immediately!"

Conan frowned and analyzed quickly: "Although the kidnappers are right in front of us, they have hostages in their hands and we can't act rashly. We have to think of a way to ensure the safety of the hostages and catch the kidnappers."

Mao Lilan pursed her pink lips and suggested, "How about I sneak around to the back and find an opportunity to attack the kidnappers from behind and rescue Naoko?"

Conan quickly shook his head and rejected Mao Lilan's suggestion: "No, it is too dangerous to do so. The kidnappers may have arranged spies around the warehouse, and they have weapons in their hands. If they accidentally hurt Naoko or Xiaolan, it would be terrible."

(End of this chapter)