Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 422 Uncle Xia Chuan, what are you doing here?
Emergency staircase.

"I'm so tired, let's take a break."

Yuan Tai looked at the sign for the 75th floor in front of him, feeling utterly exhausted. He had climbed more floors today than all the previous years combined.

"Then take a rest."

Conan signaled to the others not to run around, walked into the hall, and lifted the tablecloth to check the time bomb.

"There are less than ten minutes left before the explosion."

Ai Haibara stood behind Conan and said calmly, "It would be difficult for us to climb to the top floor in ten minutes, wouldn't it? Even if we could, what about the others?"

indeed.

Everyone is exhausted now. They probably haven't even reached the top floor yet when the bomb explodes, which could affect the helicopter's landing.

But is there a better way? We can't really use the parachute Anya mentioned, can we?
"Honestly, I want to skydive."

What was supposed to be a very serious conversation was abruptly interrupted by Anya's sudden interjection.

"Please, there are six of us and one dog. Two parachutes are hardly enough."

"Then I'll give you this."

Conan took the rope gun and flipped it back and forth. Why did this thing look so much like Kid's playing card gun? Was Kid's playing card gun a generic one? Could it fire anything except bullets?
"boom--"

A tremendous roar and a burst of fire illuminated the sky.

The bridge was not detonated, but the hidden bomb was ignited by the intense heat of the flames.

The already fragile connecting bridge broke completely at one end, its support failing and bending downwards, and then the connection point at the other end also broke.

From below, the connecting bridge looks like a giant log slowly collapsing.

Not only did it smash through another connecting bridge below, it continued to fall until it hit the ground, kicking up a huge amount of dust.

To make matters worse, the explosions didn't just happen on the connecting bridge.

At the top of Tower A, just as the helicopter took off, oil drums lying around it suddenly exploded.

"Rumble--"

The surging air currents and pressure directly overturned the floorboards, and chunks of mud flew off the ground in all directions.

The helicopter wobbled as it climbed higher, then left.

Two loud explosions in succession jolted Conan and his two companions so much that they landed on their backsides.

Ayumi and her two friends rushed in as well.

"Oh no, Conan! There are pebbles falling from above!"

"Misfortunes never come singly!" Conan pondered for a moment: "I'm afraid the top floor and the connecting bridge have been planted with bombs. Luckily, we haven't gone up to the roof yet."

"But if we do that, we won't be able to escape either."

Ai Haibara took off the parachute from her back: "Let Ayumi and the others use this."

"Why are you still saying these things at a time like this?"

Conan shouted sternly, "There must be a way! I'm sure I can get you all out of here!"

His voice echoed in the empty hall, and everyone's eyes were drawn to him.

Conan scanned the scene and fixed his gaze on the Ford Mustang on the display stand: "Actually, it's not entirely impossible."

"With the shockwave of the bomb and the vehicle's acceleration inertia, we might still make it in time."

"impossible!"

As a scientist, Ai Haibara reached a conclusion after a little thought.

"There are six of us, plus Bond. Add the weight of the car, and even with the shockwave, the gravitational acceleration will probably only allow us to barely reach the corner of the building. We won't be able to touch the rooftop swimming pool at all. We'll just be smashed to pieces."

"And that's only because we were able to precisely control the timing of the explosion..."

Although there is no Ruyue Fengshui, there are Anya and Bond, and the two of them together are much more important than Ruyue Fengshui.

Without Bond, perhaps there wouldn't be a problem.

But abandoning Bond is clearly unrealistic; Anya wouldn't agree, and neither would she! "Woof!"

Bond suddenly spoke up, then turned around and started wagging his tail.

Several children were drawn to Bond's actions and followed his gaze.

Xia Chuan emerged from the shadows, panting heavily.

Going down from the top floor to the seventy-fifth floor was no easy feat; he even spent some time peeling off the tequila vest along the way.

Conan sighed helplessly, "This is even worse..."

"Father!"

"Uncle Xia Chuan, what are you doing here?" ×5
"I heard you had an accident, and since I happened to be in Nishitama City today, I rushed over."

Xia Chuan stepped forward and patted Anya's head, then continued, "Luckily, I installed a tracking device on Anya, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to find you."

Installing a GPS tracker on my daughter is a rather niche parenting experience.

After making his comment, Conan glanced at Anya and suddenly remembered that, given Anya's thought process, if he were a parent, he would probably need to install a tracking device to feel at ease, otherwise he might not be able to find her one day.

They weren't lost, but rather kidnapped or swindled by someone.

"But isn't the area below already on fire? And the connecting bridge can't be crossed because the temperature is too high."

Uncle Xia Chuan, where did you... come from?

Although the bomb in the hall was about to explode, this did not stop Conan from expressing his thirst for knowledge.

He suspected that Xia Chuan was actually inside the building from the beginning.

He couldn't figure out the purpose yet.

The Black Organization, Oki Iwamatsu, Tokiwa Okiyoshi, Kisaragi Minezu—today is another chaotic day. All these people and the Black Organization are making their moves tonight, but their purposes seem to be different. He's no longer surprised that Natsukawa is one of them.

"As a great pioneer once said, there was originally no road on the ground, but as more people walked on it, it became a road."

I feel like I've heard that phrase somewhere before.

Conan pondered for a moment, just about to retort, when he saw Natsukawa point out the window: "Perhaps I have a better idea!"

"I happen to have fishing line in my car. Frank should be ready by now, look!"

Six children and a dog looked out the window and saw the roof of the building across the street suddenly open, revealing a dark dot approaching from afar in the bright light.

Clang!
A black blur flashed past Conan's ear and plunged diagonally upwards into the ceiling.

ka ka ka-

Whoosh—whoosh—

The trembling of the dark figure gradually stopped, and Conan finally saw what kind of fishing line it was.

This is a steel wire rope made of flexible steel wire, with at least twenty steel wires densely packed on it, each about the thickness of a little finger. Its strength can be seen from the previous shaking.

Is this definitely a fishing line?
A question mark appeared above Conan's head.

Putting aside the issue of the line, don't tell him that the thing you just drove into the ceiling is a fishhook.

Even a speargun can't do this, so is it some kind of enhanced pro version?

In short, he didn't play with this thing at least when he was in Hawaii.

Another dark shadow darted over, poked a hole in the ceiling just like before, and then tightened.

This level of power is enough to classify it as a controlled weapon...

Immediately, the steel cable hummed and vibrated again, and several electric slide rails slid down the steel cable to the group of people.

"As expected of a father!"

Anya's eyes sparkled, and she immediately looked at Conan's rope gun with disdain.

(￣_,￣)
In fact, her father should have given her this big toy; the rope gun was too stingy.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)