The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 122 What? The Black Organization is also looking for the pointer?!

For Conan, after quietly entering carriage No. 3, he quickly hid to the left side of a collection display area. To be precise, he hid to the left side of three people standing in front of the collections, who should be collectors or antique dealers.

They were two middle-aged men and a well-maintained woman.

The three men were completely unaware that a child was standing next to them.

They were staring intently at a small display case carefully protected by bulletproof glass, their eyes fixed on a compass placed in the middle.

Yes, unlike the other carriages, the second carriage is the only one where the collections are directly exhibited.

Because those small items, such as compasses, coins or small ornaments, are not as difficult to display in a small carriage as swords or calligraphy and paintings.

However, considering that the photos are taken under magnification, it is difficult to highlight the exquisiteness of these small objects and may also magnify their shortcomings.

For the sake of better display effect and to sell at a higher price.

These items were specially packed in small transparent boxes made of bulletproof glass and embedded in the walls of the train like specimens and trophies.

For every collector who loves the traces left by history on antiques——

"The compass called 'The Ama's Pursuit',"

A middle-aged man whispered, his eyes sparkling with genuine admiration.

This is a very simple compass.

But on the ordinary rusty bronze case and the dull gold bottom case, a pointer reflecting brilliant colors under the soft light is shaking gently as the train moves forward.

The somewhat mottled case and the somewhat rusted bracelet make the never-fading jeweled pointer in the center of the compass appear even more dazzling.

Another man added in a raspy voice, "It's incredibly beautiful."

The woman standing between them had her eyes fixed on the name marked in front of the display case.

Yuko sighed softly, her gentle tone carrying a hint of nostalgia.

"Yes, it is said that in the moonlight, the jeweled needle of this compass will reflect whatever the holder is thinking of, and it will appear on the beach."

"It is said that the haenyeo gave the fisherman, who had saved her from a harpoon, this compass, a gift from the sea god, which could help her find what she desired, to repay him. In the end, she was punished by the god and could never meet that man again."

The other two men didn't interrupt Yuko's story, and Conan, standing at their feet, saw that one of the men's hands was clenched into a fist.

Yuko's gentle voice seemed to be telling the secret about the Ama herself.

"The fisherman who found the compass followed the needle and eventually found her. He returned the compass and prayed for the haenyeo's freedom."

"The sea god appreciated the fisherman's perseverance and courage, and ultimately gave them the chance to be together."

Yuko smiled softly, "I never thought I could see this collection here..."

Conan noticed out of the corner of his eye that the somewhat gentle woman in the middle had moist eyes.

Conan sighed inwardly.

It seems that this is another sad and beautiful story about love.

"Yuko, if you want! I can buy it for you right now!"

Yijie's voice, full of sincerity and anxiety, immediately sounded, his tone filled with deep concern and a hint of urgency.

"No need, Yijie." There was a slight smile in the woman's voice. She was very grateful and understood what Yijie meant.

Yuko sighed softly inwardly.

"This compass can no longer reflect what its owner desires. The crystal shell at the top, which allowed moonlight to pass through, has long been lost."

"But I'll find it!"

The silent middle-aged man standing aside who had never spoken a word finally spoke.

"Yisuke, you need to calm down..."

"Heh... You, the guy who gave Yuko away, what qualifications do you have to blame me?! If it weren't for you, Yuko wouldn't have..." A trace of anger flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Isuke! You don't understand anything!"

Well, Conan's eyes twitched. Now this seemed to be a somewhat strange story.

"However, the light that enters and is refracted through the case reflects the information the owner desires..."

What Yuko said just now made Conan's mind suddenly seem like a flash of lightning, and his eyes lit up -

If information can only be displayed by adjusting the pointer to a certain angle to refract light...

Keeping the information about the pointer in front of him firmly in mind, Conan put on the glasses that he had just adjusted to a specific frequency while multitasking.

The glasses invented by Dr. Agasa can actively release reverse sound waves by adjusting the knob, so that the noise can be eliminated and the sound in one direction can be heard.

Immediately, that familiar voice rang in his ears, that deep but clear tone that Conan would never forget.

"What an easy deal, brother! Just give that box to that woman and you'll get 400 million yen. What's inside?"

Conan's pupils shrank slightly. It was definitely those two people!

As for the vodka that was carrying 400 million yen, he was a little curious about what kind of information could be exchanged for so much money at one time.

Since that unfortunate park incident, Gin, who had always failed, finally succeeded in completing a task assigned to him by the boss.

This obviously made Gin's mood a little better. He glanced around, confirmed that no one noticed their actions, and spoke in a low voice.

"Humph, idiot! That file contains information about the gold market. Even though we only got 400 million yen, their company could make several times more from it."

These people are related to the black organization that made them smaller!

Conan realized this immediately.

Recalling the action plan sent to him by the boss, Gin took out a list of items for auction in carriage number three from the side.

He wanted to confirm the accuracy of the information the boss had sent him, and see if the numbered display case on the wall actually contained what they were looking for.

This habit has been formed since Gin was chased by the police and the military in Tokyo.

A cold light flashed in Gin's eyes. He was now certain that there were undercover agents from other intelligence agencies in the organization.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for every action he took in Tokyo to happen to run into those troublesome officials.

He even glanced at Vodka beside him, but then Gin felt relieved -

If Vodka was really an undercover agent, he wouldn't have revealed such a direct flaw just now and wouldn't have been stupid enough to directly ask what was in the box.

"Anyway, all we have to do now is buy the pointer according to the plan."

Looking at the auction form in his hand, Gin immediately saw the seventh item that Boss had instructed him to.

"Hmph, The Pursuit of the Ama? The starting price is only 2000 million yen, the money we got this time is more than enough."

Pointer!
The news from the frame almost made Conan shout out loud. He took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm.

But the uncontrollable shock in his heart still made Conan's heart pound.

This organization, where everyone wears black and can shrink itself, is actually looking for the so-called "pointer"!
Conan remembered the key to what Dr. Agasa said before he lost his memory -

"Find the six pointers and you'll find the truth!"

——The case I encountered on Valentine’s Day was not simple either!
Conan finally reacted now, whether it was Officer Megure's strange behavior at the time, or the police officers who pulled out their guns and blocked the streets...

Those are obviously not ordinary police officers!

What if it was a disguised operation carried out by a secret government department who believed that the safe in the "Science Frontier" escort vehicle contained pointers!
It all makes sense!

(End of this chapter)