Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 413 What does an eighteen-year-old brat know about fighting?
The rooftop of a high-rise building next to the twin towers.

On the pitch-black rooftop, orange-red lights flickered, and two wisps of smoke rose, only to be blown away by the strong wind after crossing the railing.

Upon closer inspection, there were many cigarette butts and two empty lunch boxes scattered on the ground.

This is dinner with gin and vodka.

"Big brother, Tokiwa Mio has already started giving her speech on stage."

Vodka, holding binoculars, carefully observed the evening party on the 75th floor.

The roof of this building is exactly level with the 75th floor of Tower A, and it faces the observation elevator directly. Kazama Hidehiko will definitely leave via the observation elevator.

How can you be sure the other person will leave via the sightseeing elevator?

Because when it comes to the lights-out process, he will detonate the electrical distribution room on the fourth basement level.

The 55th-floor server room has its own power supply, so there's no need to worry about the power distribution room being destroyed and affecting the transfer.

In this way, besides Kazama Hidehiko, they can also observe who will leave, and if there are other key members among them, they should also eliminate them!

And there's that Nishitama City Councilor named Oki Iwatsu.

The organization was already short-handed recently, and its "business activities" in Nishitama City were suppressed by local yakuza organizations.

After making inquiries, Gin discovered that these yakuza organizations were all backed by a senator named Oki Iwamatsu.

Oki Iwamatsu has implemented a series of suppression policies, making it difficult for organizations to carry out their activities openly. Gin plans to take this opportunity to assassinate Oki Iwamatsu.

He didn't tell Tequila about this.

Because it's not a big deal.

This also obscures the direction of the police investigation, achieving two goals at once.

"Brother, it's a ghost!"

Vodka took the binoculars off, wiped his eyes, and then brought them back up to his eyes.

He refocused the telescope and positioned it back in the same spot, only breathing a sigh of relief when he confirmed he hadn't seen the figure.

I must have misread it. I shouldn't have secretly drunk that bottle of vodka behind my brother's back. I must have been seeing things.

Gin grunted in agreement, grabbed the binoculars, and looked into the party hall: "What did you just see? Didn't Tequila say the best part was after the lights were turned off?"

"Hehe, I must have misread it."

Knowing that her older brother disliked Shirley, and since he might have misjudged her, she decided not to mention it to avoid upsetting him.

A successful underling should know what his boss likes to hear and what he doesn't like to hear.

Through the telescope, Gin observed that Tokiwa Mio had taken the stage to give a speech, and many guests below the stage began putting watches into a cardboard box.

He didn't see Sonoko Suzuki. Sonoko's angle was slightly obscured by Makoto Kyogoku, and looking out the window inevitably resulted in obstructions, so he just missed her.

The appearance of Kyogoku Makoto, however, made Gin raise an eyebrow.

If I remember correctly, this guy is the expert that Vodka mentioned before.

What does an eighteen-year-old kid know about fighting? Although his stance looks good.

So, when Vodka said he saw a ghost, he was probably referring to this guy, right?
Gin glanced down at Vodka, who returned an awkward but polite smile.

Okay, it's confirmed. Vodka saw this Makoto Kyogoku.

The reason he was squatting on the ground contemplating life was probably because he felt embarrassed by the other person and was too ashamed to tell his older brother.

At the same time, Makoto Kyogoku suddenly felt a sense of unease, as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

"What's wrong, Zhen?"

"It's nothing." Makoto Kyogoku turned around with a sheepish grin. "I felt like someone was watching me just now, but it must have been my imagination." "Hmm?"

Sonoko Suzuki immediately became wary. She had finally found a boyfriend with maximum boyfriend potential, and Kyogoku Makoto's sudden words made her feel like her husband was about to be stolen.

She looked Kyogoku Makoto up and down. He was dark-skinned, but handsome and good-looking!

Those who say he's not handsome have clearly never seen Ah-zhen's karate.

"Okay, Sonoko, it's alright."

Makoto Kyogoku looked down at the hand being held. Although it wasn't the first time, he always felt at a loss.

If it weren't for the darker complexion, the hawthorn red color would definitely be noticeable at this time.

"By the way, Zhen, can you play this 30-second countdown game? I have no concept of time, and counting 30 seconds accurately is too difficult. Although I'm not interested in cars, winning should be a lot of fun."

“Right, Ran?” Sonoko’s expression suddenly turned lewd. “If he were your husband, Kudo’s reasoning skills are so strong, maybe he could.”

As she spoke, she thought of Conan's picture again, "Why don't you let the little brat try it? After all, he'll look the same in the future, and maybe he'll have the same genes."

Ran looked around, making sure her dad was focused on the Ford Mustang and wasn't paying attention to them, and that Conan was nowhere to be seen, before blushing and saying:

"Sonoko, please don't talk nonsense. Shinichi and I aren't in that kind of relationship. You're just making him very upset."

Beside him, Makoto Kyogoku had taken Sonoko's words to heart. His gaze sharpened, and his fists clenched, as if he had made a great decision.

Since Sonoko wants it, he must guess it correctly!

Moreover, due to his karate background, he is very sensitive to timing, and he is 80% confident that he can hit the target accurately within 30 seconds.

As for Detective Conan.

At this moment, he finally saw Kazama Hidehiko, but the other party was standing on the stage. Although he was on the edge, it was obviously inappropriate to go up and ask him questions at this time.

Putting everything else aside, just look at Uncle Mori's wolfish gaze; if he went up there, he would definitely be dragged down and given a few punches.

However, what's wrong with Kazama Hidehiko? Why is there such a big medical cotton patch on his cheek?

"Alright, everyone should be okay now, right? Let's start the countdown!"

Conan and Ai Haibara, who were not participating, were pulled to the corner bar.

The two of them chatted one after another.

“I said, last night, you were calling your sister, right?”

Do you know how dangerous this is?

The Black Organization likely knows your sister's address, and if they see you talking to the answering machine, they could very well know your location.

Given the Black Organization's capabilities, it's not entirely impossible for them to climb over the phone line.

"I know, but I just miss my sister."

Ai Haibara was a little disappointed. "Don't worry, it won't be exposed. Every time the answering machine finishes, I call back to overwrite the previous voice record."

"Have you ever thought about the possibility that Gin might be listening in on your phone call?"

Ai Haibara glanced at Conan with a melancholy expression. She thought that the reason she couldn't get through to her sister on the phone these past few days was probably because of this.

However, it turns out that the person who made the call was not Gin, but Tequila.

If it's Gin, then what she said before likely contained information that could be leaked.

Therefore, it can only be tequila; only this guy would help hide it.

"Don't worry, I won't call my sister again."

(End of this chapter)