Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 345 You're Not Alone on the Road to Heaven, Don't Cry!
Xia Chuan nodded and glanced at the sky: "It's almost evening, so don't wander around here. I'll go in and check the situation."

"By the way, have you notified the police?"

Ai Haibara paused for a moment, then shook her head. Because she knew Natsukawa's identity, she instinctively only called Natsukawa and did not tell the police.

In her eyes, calling the police was less desirable than calling Kogoro Mouri.

Yes, in Haibara's eyes, apart from Aunt Joel, all the other police officers are trash.

"Call the police and have Inspector Megure come and pick them up."

After saying that, Xia Chuan walked straight into the cave.

"Hey, Ai, isn't it a bit inappropriate to let Natsukawa go in like this? The other side has a pistol."

Dr. Agasa couldn't help but worry that even Natsukawa might not be able to fight an armed thug with his bare hands.

"It's okay, I trust Uncle Xia Chuan."

Stepping into the pitch-black cave, a damp and chilly atmosphere rushed towards him. Xia Chuan's vision was instantly swallowed by darkness, as if he had entered the darkest abyss.

Xia Chuan calmly closed his eyes, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness, before turning on the searchlight.

The cave ceiling was covered with a dense swarm of bats, which immediately flew away with a rustling sound when the light shone on it. The walls were jagged with strange rocks, and sharp stalagmites and stalactites hung upside down, appearing and disappearing in the darkness like the fangs of lurking monsters.

The ground was uneven, and the gravel and damp mud underfoot made it difficult to walk, causing one to frown.

As they went deeper, the cave gradually narrowed, and after a few minutes, a fork in the road appeared ahead.

The fork in the road didn't affect Xia Chuan's judgment, because once they arrived there, they could clearly see scattered footprints on the ground.

The footprints varied in size, suggesting that besides the children, there was likely another group of people, probably four or five.

They had obviously been here for a long time, and must have encountered armed robbers here. Did they really run into bank robbers?

On a side note, the fact that Tokyo bankers have managed to stay afloat until now definitely demonstrates extraordinary business acumen.

"Sniff, sniff-"

Xia Chuan took a deep sniff. Besides the smell of decay and rot, there seemed to be a hint of blood in the air.

Natsukawa's heart tightened. It was good that Conan had been shot, but he hoped it wouldn't be Anya!
However, once this thought took hold, it became unstoppable. The doting father's expression changed slightly, and he quickened his pace, following the direction of the blood.

Not far along, we began to see bats appearing sporadically on the ground.

"not dead?"

Xia Chuan examined them carefully and found that the bats were still alive. After a few tumbles, they would chirp and fly away.

As they continued forward, more and more bats appeared on the ground, and then Xia Chuan saw two people buried under the bats!

If there hadn't been so few bats and some scattered gaps, he might not have been able to find it.

There was also a tear gas canister on the ground, which was clearly Anya's doing.

Xia Chuan glanced at it briefly and then ignored it, stepping over it.

However, I felt a little relieved. Since they could still throw tear gas, it shouldn't be Anya who was injured.

There was still a faint smell of hypnotic gas in the air, so Anya and the others must have left not long ago.
In the pitch-black cave, time seemed to lose its meaning, and Anya and her group huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Fear was like shackles binding their feet, preventing them from having the courage to step out of their current cramped corner.

Outside, the chaotic footsteps made Conan's already pale face appear even paler.

The excessive blood loss from being shot in the abdomen rendered him incapable of thinking. He was too weak to even find an exit, let alone deal with the remaining three robbers.

Damn it, which idiot dug so many tunnels here?
Overwhelmed with anger, Conan couldn't catch his breath and suddenly fainted.

"Conan, are you alright?"

Anya poked Conan's cheek, and when it didn't move, she pinched it again.

In the spy thriller, Bondman helps others stay conscious in this way, thus making it to the hospital.

Now that things have come to this, Ayumi and the other two are trembling with fear from the bad guys, and she's the only one left who can do anything! If she doesn't take care of Conan, then they're truly doomed!

After being poked several times, Conan finally couldn't take it anymore. He forced open his eyes despite the pain and said, "I'm still alive, but if you poke me a few more times, I might not be."

Anya snorted softly, "Hmph, I'm only doing this for your own good."

If Conan hadn't been injured, Anya was certain she could have led them to escape, especially with Bond by her side.

As a result, Conan was injured, and Bond dared not go too fast while carrying him, fearing that the bumpy ride would cause excessive blood loss. That's why the robbers followed them all the way.

Conan is still too useless.

"Conan, there are so many passages here. Which one should we take to get out of the cave?"

Ayumi was extremely nervous. It was all their fault for insisting on going into the cave to explore; otherwise, Conan wouldn't have been shot. She vowed never to do it again.
"Conan?"

Receiving no reply, Ayumi turned to look at Conan and discovered that he had fallen unconscious again.

"Conan!!!"

Ayumi exclaimed in surprise. She saw that Bond's fluffy white fur was covered in a sticky substance. After touching it, she immediately realized that it was bright red blood.

That year, Ayumi had seen some dead people, but this was the first time she had ever seen someone around her bleed so much, and she couldn't accept it.

"Is it here!" The voice, like a guiding light, successfully attracted the robber's attention, and footsteps slowly approached.

Conan, who had just fainted, was jolted awake by Ayumi's shout. Exhausted, he half-opened his eyes and called out, "Ayumi."

What terrible teammates! They were about to be discovered, and they kept shouting like that.

He gritted his teeth and dared not make a sound even after being shot, but Ayumi's actions completely threw him off his nerves, and he began to grimace and groan.

A moment later, the flashlight beam illuminated the corner where they were, the light so bright it was blinding.

"Hehehe, kids, what are you doing here? Do you know how worried I was when I couldn't find you? The cave is too dangerous. There are a lot of snakes, insects and rodents in the mountains in this weather."

The leader, a sleazy man with a watermelon-shaped haircut, narrowed his eyes, as if toying with a cricket: "But don't worry, we're here to protect you now, so there's nothing to worry about. Even if you get bitten by a poisonous snake, I have ways to make your pain less!"

The sleazy man with the watermelon-shaped haircut sneered, his eyes flashing with cold light as he pondered how to manipulate a few children.

"Hmph, stop lying!"

Yuan Tai pointed at the sleazy man with the watermelon-head haircut: "I clearly saw it just now, it was you who shot and killed that man!"

Mitsuhiko's expression changed drastically. Saying such a thing at a time like this was practically courting death.
"Oh dear, what nonsense are you spouting, little kid? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll give you a piece of peanuts!"

Watermelon Head glanced back at his companion and burst out laughing.

The children posed no threat whatsoever, and it was a good opportunity to play around with them and relieve the frustration of having just killed their companion.

"Can I have some peanuts?"

Anya's beady eyes.

She didn't actually want to say that, but the sound of peanuts made her mouth water.

┐(～)┌

A throbbing sensation from the bloodline.

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"Brother, this kid seems to have some mental issues."

"That's impossible. I remember she was the one who threw away that white smoke, and then the second and fourth brothers fainted."

Watermelon Head rubbed his chin, then suddenly remembered something: "I know, you're pretending to be stupid, trying to lower our guard so you can escape, right?"

The more Watermelon Head thought about it, the more convinced he became. He turned to look at his underlings, who both nodded blankly.

They agreed with their older brother; the little girl had just thrown something that knocked down two of her accomplices, and they might still have that thing on them, or other things that could harm them.

It's strange, though. How could a bunch of kids be carrying around a smoky cloud of smoke? Could it be that some fireworks toys have excessive levels of heavy metals?

"Big brother, should we kill this pink-haired little girl first? She might still have one of those smoke bombs on her. She's too dangerous."

The younger brother is still shaken, and the older brother isn't much better off.

Two teammates were unconscious, and a large number of bats fell like raindrops. He still doesn't know if this thing is poisonous smoke. If he hadn't discovered it in time, covered his mouth and nose, and rushed out of the smoke area, he would have been fine.
If I were to be completely outmatched by a child, my colleagues would laugh themselves to death if word got out.

"Do you have any more of those smoke grenades on you?"

Anya glanced at the dark pistol, then at her companions behind her, and reluctantly pulled out a smoke grenade: "There's one more."

Watermelon Head grabbed the smoke grenade, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket. This thing works pretty well; it'll definitely come in handy when he robs a bank someday.

"You're such a good boy. In that case, I'll be the first one to go on your way."

"But don't worry, your friends will come to join you soon. You won't be lonely on your way to heaven, so don't cry."

Do you dare to shoot?

At the crucial moment, Conan woke up again, grinning as he stared at the three robbers.

Now, we must find a way to buy time. Ai Haibara must have already discovered they're missing, and the police might have already entered the cave by now. We need to hold on a little longer.
"Conan?" ×4
The children turned around and found that Conan had woken up again at some point.

This is the third time already.

"Kid, what do you mean by that?"

Watermelon Head raised an eyebrow, gripped his pistol tightly, and looked into the boundless darkness behind him. Confirming that the darkness was completely still, he turned and glared coldly at Conan: "Kid, even in this state, you still dare to spout nonsense?"

“Ania’s father is a high-ranking government official. If you dare to lay a hand on him, you will absolutely not be able to leave Tokyo alive. This is even more serious than robbery!”

After stammering out these words, Conan suddenly lost all strength and fell into a coma again.

This time, we really can't hold on any longer.

The wound has been bleeding for a long time, and even if the artery has not been damaged, such a amount of bleeding is not something a child can withstand.

"Hahaha? Did you hear that?"

"What an adorable child! You must watch too many TV dramas!"

"Brother, I think he's hallucinating because he lost too much blood. I have a friend who hallucinates after watching too much Kamen Rider."

The three robbers exchanged a smile, completely disregarding the child's innocent words.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, it feels very incongruous to hear these words coming from a child.

Besides, this isn't the Warring States period. Even if you kidnapped the prime minister's child, let alone government officials, it wouldn't warrant such a drastic measure.
(End of this chapter)