Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 290 Hand over the crown, and I'll spare your life!
The long corridor was dimly lit.

With a gun in his right hand and a flashlight tightly in his left, Joel stood quietly opposite Pu Siqinglan.

"You must be Shi Kaobing?"

Across from her, Pu Siqinglan's lips were slightly pale, and her face was flushed.

She was covering her right shoulder with her left hand, and large amounts of blood were seeping from between her palms.

Pu Siqinglan did not answer Joel's question, but her gaze toward Joel was slightly sinister.

There was a corpse on the ground. The corpse was short and dressed in an adventurer's outfit. His right eye was empty, and red and white fluid had flowed all over the ground.

This person was none other than Qian Jiangyi, who left the group later. This guy thought that Yoel was leaving to take the treasure for himself, but after following him out, he didn't keep up and lost Yoel's trail.

Then he ran into Pu Siqinglan, who was assembling a silencer. Before he could say two words, he was shot dead. He died with a bewildered look on his face, and his death was somewhat unjust.

Because of the silencer, Xia Chuan couldn't hear it.

But Joel was nearby and, upon hearing the sound of the silencer, immediately rushed over.

Before anyone could ask what was going on, Pu Siqinglan had already fired her gun.

However, the Thorn Princess is the Thorn Princess after all. Pu Siqinglan's shot missed, and instead, Joel dodged and counterattacked, shooting her in the shoulder.

This was the same gunshot that Xia Chuan had heard.

"I never expected the Metropolitan Police Department to have such a skilled person as you."

Pu Siqinglan's lips twitched. She had originally planned to go on a killing spree as soon as she entered the basement, but she didn't expect to be attacked by the Metropolitan Police Department after just knocking out one person.

This is just one example.

If the officer Shiratori who came later also has this level of skill, then what's the point of her playing?
He should just go pick up soap in prison.

Joel did not answer. "Put down your weapons, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Although they are all assassins, there is a huge difference between them.

Even without the Golden Cone by his side, Joel was still confident enough to defeat the assassin in front of him.

"Then don't be shy and show it to me!"

Pu Siqinglan sneered and fired her gun.

After all, he was a police officer, and she believed that he wouldn't shoot her dead outright. As long as he didn't try to kill her, she had a chance!

As expected, Joel still had some reservations.

They acted according to their roles and had no intention of killing Scrooge; their primary goal was to capture him alive.

This is the opportunity!
Pu Siqinglan rolled several times and hid in a crack in the wall. She had just noticed that the crack seemed to lead to another passage.

Her goal was the Egg of Memories; wasting time with Joel was unwise.

However, she still underestimated Joel's marksmanship.

Although Jinzhui was the real body, her marksmanship was not sluggish either. Pu Siqinglan, who had taken cover in another passage, gritted her teeth and glanced at the abrasion on her calf.

"Damn it, just wait, once I get my hands on the Egg of Memories, I'll see how I get my revenge."

Whom do you want to take revenge on?

A cold, clear voice came from behind.

Pu Siqinglan was taken aback.

Because she was hearing Chinese.

Moreover, it was very standard Mandarin.

While aboard the Sally Bess, she had shown off her Chinese skills to Conan and Ran to prove her nationality, but she never expected to hear such fluent Chinese at this moment.

Moreover, this sentence
Chilling.

Pu Siqinglan turned around and found that there was already someone in the gap she had crawled through.

It was Xia Chuan. At this moment, the other party looked down at her from above, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain, and a smile on his lips seemed to be mocking her.

At that moment, she remembered the Chinese phrase she had just heard.

If Xia Chuan speaks such standard Chinese, then he probably discovered that there was something wrong with his identity a long time ago!
Xia Chuan's expression made her feel threatened, and she raised her dark pistol to aim at Xia Chuan's eyes.

However, just as she raised the pistol, she felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and with a muffled groan, the pistol was in Xia Chuan's hand.

???

As a police officer, it's one thing for Joel to be a skilled marksman.

Why is the man in front of me the same way?
Isn't this guy a detective?
Without giving him any time to think, Xia Chuan delivered a swift chop to his neck, instantly causing him to lose consciousness!
Just as Joel squeezed through the gap, he witnessed this scene.

Xia Chuan glanced at Yole and said, "If you have big breasts, don't squeeze them in; your chest is all dirty."

Joel, who had been looking serious, immediately blushed and stood in place as punishment when he saw where Xia Chuan's gaze was directed.

"Um, thank you."

"I'm glad you're alright." Xia Chuan smiled and nodded, leaning forward with a righteous expression. "Look, your clothes are all dirty. Let me help you pat them clean."

A few seconds later, Xia Chuan clutched his chest and broke free from the wall, carelessly wiping away the shoe print on his chest: "Send this Scorpion upstairs to wait for me, and I'll go check on Mr. Mori's situation."

Joel lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that Xia Chuan hadn't paid any attention to his quick flash.

"Then be careful."

With Scrooge captured, the castle was now safe from Joel's perspective.

Watching Yor leave, Xia Chuan let out a breath of stale air and grimaced a few times on the spot.

“It hurts so much, it hurts so much!”

After a long while, Xia Chuan finally recovered and gently slapped himself.

I'm getting anxious.

the other side.

The burial chamber, in front of the stone coffin.

The group gathered around the stone coffin, examining the skeleton inside, its clothes tattered, and the Egg of Memory in its hand.

This egg of memory is different from the previous one; it is red and inlaid with gold and glass, but it is much larger than the previous one.

"Strange, it's empty."

Kogoro Mouri picked up the Red Memory Egg, examined it closely, and opened the lid to find it empty inside, and much lighter in weight.

“In Russia, we have a kind of matryoshka doll toy.” Chinikov, who had been silent for a while, turned to Kaito and said, “Officer Shiratori, could you please take out the emerald green egg of memory for a moment?”

Kaito nodded and took out the Egg of Memories.

Even if Chinnikov hadn't said anything, he was already planning to do it.

When he saw the red eggs, he immediately thought of nesting dolls.

One is red, the other emerald green; placed side by side, their sizes are clearly different. However, their patterns are very similar, and both are inlaid with glass.

Conan pondered, chin in hand, then took a step back to get a better view of the patterns and see if there was any connection between them.

"clatter"

Conan, engrossed in thought, accidentally bumped into the stone platform behind him.

Conan turned around and looked at the stone platform with surprise.

Actually, when he first came in, he felt that this thing was an eyesore. It was strange that a stone had to be placed in the middle of the tomb.

"No, the stone platform must be useful!"

In an instant, a flash of lightning streaked behind Conan!
"Stone platform. Photometer. Nesting doll memory egg, glass."

Looking at the stone platform, Conan's eyes shone even brighter. There was no doubt about it!
"This is a set!"

The little brat had clearly forgotten Xia Chuan's instructions again. He quickened his pace, walked to the stone coffin, and picked up two Eggs of Memory.

He quickly opened the red egg of memories, placed the emerald green egg of memories inside, and then gently closed the lid.

Kogoro Mouri rolled up his sleeves, ready to stop them, but was stopped by Shiratori Ninzaburo and Chinikov. Natsumi Kosaka and Butler Sawabe exchanged a glance, both seeing the curiosity in each other's eyes.

This stems from curiosity about what Conan is going to do.

Only Xiaolan seemed to be pondering.

In the past few days, she has sensed Conan's unusual behavior again.

too weird.

Despite being a child, he is excessively intelligent, and the earnestness with which he reasones is very similar to Shinichi's.

What's most intriguing is what Ye said to him a few days ago at the entrance of the art museum.

Hattori kept saying that Kudo was coming to Osaka.

Hattori is a famous detective, so he shouldn't talk nonsense, and Kazuha doesn't seem to have hearing problems.

That day, Hattori stayed with Conan the whole time. Even though they had only met a few times, they got along surprisingly well and always hung out together, which made Hattori increasingly suspicious.

But to make her believe that Conan is Shinichi is just too outrageous, isn't it?
Ran was preoccupied with this and was distracted all day. She only noticed that Conan had cracked the secret of the Memory Egg, but she didn't even see the memory album that was shining brightly.

Everyone else was stunned by the magnificent light magic. Harada Kiichi truly lived up to his reputation as the magician of the end of the century; his exquisite sculpting of light and shadow was enough to lead an era.

The Egg of Memories has finished displaying, and the light automatically recedes.

Just then, the entire underground space suddenly trembled, and a crackling sound came from the ground.

Conan's expression froze, a sense of foreboding creeping over him.

That sound is so familiar. It was the same sound at the Blue Castle last time. Could there be some secret about the stone platform?
Conan stared intently at the stone platform, only to find that it had quietly descended half a body length.

"Oh no!" He grabbed the Egg of Memories with lightning speed, his expression one of utter astonishment.

What's going on? Is this stone platform planning to devour the Egg of Memories?

"Is it about to appear?" Kaito muttered to himself, "Natsukawa-nii should be here by now."

The clicking and clattering of the mechanisms continued, the old chains and worn-out mechanisms still functioning smoothly despite their age.

A rumbling sound accompanied the stone platform sinking, and soon it completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

The next second, a brand new stone platform rapidly rose up.

On the stone platform, a crown inlaid with red, yellow and blue diamonds gradually came into view.

The crown shone with dazzling golden light, and the diamonds reflected a mottled array of colors under the flashlight.

Before everyone could admire it for long, the fire inside the tomb suddenly went out.

Everyone's flashlights shattered and went silent at the same instant.

"What's going on?!" Kogoro Mouri exclaimed in shock. Could it be that the assassin who attacked Kaito Kid that day has reappeared?
"Oh no, it's Kid!"

Conan's thoughts raced in an instant.

It turned out to be the case.

This crown is Kaito Kid's target.

The crown of the last emperor of the Romanov dynasty of Russia is of far greater historical value than the Egg of Memories, and it is inlaid with jewels, which is in line with the style of Phantom Thief Kid.

"Don't even think about stealing the crown!"

Conan shouted and, taking advantage of the last moment before the light disappeared, locked onto the location of Phantom Thief Kid.

Officer Shiratori was actually Kid in disguise!
Conan was annoyed that he hadn't noticed it beforehand, so he quickly turned on his watch-shaped spotlight and shone it.

However, Phantom Thief Kid had already disappeared from the spot.

"Then, I'll accept the double-headed eagle crown!"

The sound came from the direction of the stone platform.

Kaito speaks casually, but he is actually very nervous inside.

If the people from the distillery are there, it's time for them to show up.

"boom--"

In the darkness, sparks flew and gunshots echoed across the fields.

wow-

Kaito's robes billowed as he deftly deflected bullets outside his white robes.

Because of its special and hard material, his white robe can not only be transformed into a glider, but also be bulletproof.

Sparks flew across his white robe, and bullets rained down on him, yet they were powerless against him.

Conan stared in disbelief at Chinnikov, the so-called First Secretary of the Russian Embassy.

As expected of the fighting nation, does this situation count as him entering the country with a gun?

"Mr. Chinnikov!" Kogoro Mori reached out to stop him. After all, this was a matter for Japan. What kind of thing was it for a Russian diplomat to get involved at this time?

At this point, neither of them had realized Chinnikov's problem.

There was no way around it; it was too well concealed, and there hadn't been any strange behavior, so it was normal that the two of them hadn't noticed.

However, even Xiaolan noticed something was wrong with what happened next.

"Hand over the crown, and I'll spare your life!"

At this moment, Chinnikov was no longer refined; he easily ripped off his suit jacket, revealing a thin vest underneath.

The bulging muscles twitched involuntarily, giving off a very imposing aura.

"Hey, Secretary Chinikov's physique's pretty good—"

Kaito chuckled, toying with the crown in his hand, and waited anxiously for Natsukawa to appear.

Honestly, he's pretty panicked right now, you know.

"Not bad. If I don't build up some muscle, how can I shoot you down from the sky like a bird? You agree, right?"

"It really was you! You were the one who fired the second shot that day."

Kaito didn't call out the other person's code name, but instead showed a surprised look, as if he had just found out.

He can help Xia Chuan, but he absolutely cannot provoke a new power because of it.

With so many people around, news is bound to spread. At that point, aside from the zoo, the brewery probably won't let him off the hook.

His current behavior can only be described as an accidental conflict of interest with the other party. Even if the winery's higher-ups knew about it, they probably wouldn't take it to heart.

If he calls out the other person's name, the distillery will probably have to consider whether to kill him to enhance the organization's mystique.

"I'll take this crown with me. Goodbye."

Kaito didn't want to give anyone time to react, so he snapped his fingers, and suddenly a large cloud of white mist appeared in the tomb. His body then exploded into the white mist.

The next moment, the thick fog swelled and expanded, and a figure burst out from it, flying towards the cave entrance.

Chinikov, expressionless, raised his gun and aimed, firing several more shots in quick succession.

He wasn't a soldier who aimed at his right eye; he just shot regardless of whether the enemy lived or died.

But he was still a little slow; Kaito was faster.

"Fortunately, I had prepared in advance."

Kaito, having escaped the tomb, shook the bullets off his white robe and secretly admired Terai's amazing equipment.

If it weren't for this thing, he would have died countless times.

Just as he was feeling sentimental, he heard footsteps behind him.

Clearly, Chinnikov had already caught up with them.

Chinikov saw the white hem of clothing disappear around the corner and chased after it without hesitation.

(Monthly pass)
(End of this chapter)