Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 477 Thorn Princess, you must trust the police!

Within seconds, I felt itching in other parts of my body, and the itch spread to other areas at an alarming rate.

"I think I felt it too!"

Fumio Makita wanted to help scratch the itch, but the next moment his own body started to itch too.

Because of their age, their skin is naturally loose and fragile. A few scratches will leave scratches, and soon their nails will be covered in blood.

"So, have you agreed to my request?"

Homoto Ichiki rested his chin on his hand, looking like a visitor to a zoo, his eyes full of amusement.

Yanagawa Takudai, Makita Fumio:? ? ?

"Just tell me what you want! And give me the antidote now, I can't take it anymore! I'll agree to anything you say!"

You may find their voices authoritative and their thoughts very profound, but never assume they are brave.

In less than three minutes, the two men who once held sway over Tokyo immediately knelt down like old dogs, practically begging to lick Homoto Ichiki's shoes.

Homoto Ichiki nodded slightly and stepped forward to give the two of them the suppressant medication.

"Thank you both for your cooperation. I believe our collaboration will be very pleasant in the future!"

To be honest, Ichiki didn't dare to delay any longer. If the two of them scratched themselves until they were covered in wounds, it would definitely attract attention.

Furthermore, both of them are in their seventies or eighties. If they were to be arrested and found to be in bad shape, wouldn't all his efforts have been in vain?
After taking the antidote, the two instantly returned to normal.

Although they had recovered, the feeling from earlier still left them shaken, and their gazes toward Homoto Ichiki were filled with fear.

This is a demon, a demon far worse than them!
"Don't think that you'll be fine after taking the antidote. Once this special drug is used, there is no permanent antidote. However, as long as you obey me, I will give you the corresponding antidote at each stage, so you don't need to worry about that."

Oh, right, each phase lasts seven days. Make sure you remember that, or you'll kill yourself by forgetting.

Baoben Yimu wouldn't care what the two people thought of him; the distillery was divided into three tiers.

The codenamed members are at the highest level, followed by the peripheral members, and then the puppets who have no initiative and can be manipulated at will.

These two are currently in this position, and there is no room for change for the rest of their lives.

Because of the resistance to inhibitory drugs, it is said that this stuff can be taken indefinitely without any problems, but after taking it for a long time, people will find that the effect of the drug is shorter and shorter, and eventually, the drug will become completely ineffective.

The specific drug resistance situation is related to individual physical condition. To be on the safe side, given their age, the inhibitory drugs will become completely ineffective within six months at most.

But that's enough time for him!

"Thank you."

The two inwardly grumbled, but outwardly they had to feign receptiveness, wearing chrysanthemum-like smiles as they fawned:
"Sir, please give us your orders. Although we have long since stepped down, we do have some connections and can still have some influence in Tokyo."

"very good!"

Baoben Yimu smiled knowingly.

At this point, the mission was basically complete; he had already seen the codenamed member waving to him.

What exactly is the code name? Is it for cocktails or pure spirits? I'm already looking forward to it!

"We have to stop this guy!!" The conversation inside the room reached Conan and Heiji Hattori's ears.

Conan was somewhat annoyed; that drug sounded just as vicious as APTX4869.

The chef mentioned "organization" several times, which bothered him; he had a feeling the chef might also be a member of the Black Organization. Although he had no evidence, his intuition was always accurate.

"I think I should reconsider?"

Hattori Heiji gave an awkward but polite smile and frantically winked at Conan.

Conan, focused on eavesdropping, didn't notice Heiji Hattori's strange behavior and retorted, "The former mayor of Tokyo, I don't need to elaborate on how many connections he has, right? If we let them leave, who knows what Tokyo will become."

"Besides, didn't you just say you were going to stop them? Did you discover something?"

Hattori didn't answer, and Conan, somewhat puzzled, continued, "Now we're the only ones left to protect Tokyo. If they succeed, solving the case later will become exponentially more difficult."

"Then let's not let them leave for long."

"Yes, that's right, that's my idea."

Conan nodded vigorously, then suddenly realized what he was doing, and the smile disappeared from his face.

Why did Hattori's voice suddenly change?

It looks like a woman!

Conan was instantly terrified and jumped back half a meter. He remembered! Wasn't that the voice of the Thorn Princess?

Turning his head, he found that Princess Thorn was standing behind him at some point, with her arm around Hattori's shoulder and a sharp golden cone pressed against Hattori's neck.

"You guys are causing trouble again? You're everywhere." Joel said helplessly.

She was truly impressed; wherever she went, she seemed to run into one of the famous detectives.

In addition, Inspector Megure previously remarked that Kogoro Mouri was a Grim Reaper.

Therefore, the blame for so many deaths these past two days doesn't lie with her, the one who committed the murders; it lies with the three detectives. Because when three grim reapers come together, an unknown chemical reaction occurs, and to match the weight of the three detectives, the number of criminals increases exponentially.

Conan and Hattori were not as afraid as they were when they first saw the Thorn Princess yesterday.

At least that's how Conan is.

There's no need to be nervous.

Princess Thorn is fundamentally different from Phantom Thief Kid—she can kill people.

But it seems unlikely that they would target good people.

Otherwise, given what happened last night and this morning, Conan would have died at least twice!
"Princess Thorn, don't make any more mistakes. Your behavior is too extreme. Trust the police!"

Before even making a move, Conan already knew why the Thorn Princess was there.

However, killing cannot solve all problems. This is no longer ancient times, and the so-called chivalrous thieves, knights-errant, and chivalrous spirits are no longer suitable for society.

At least in his eyes, going to jail is more threatening than death.

Joel:
Of course I trust the police, because I am one myself.
Joel rolled his eyes inwardly and didn't answer Conan's question. Their ideologies were too different, and neither of them could convince the other.

Joel spoke calmly, dropping a bombshell: "That person is probably an assassin from the distillery. Don't get in the way. If something goes wrong, I won't have time to save you! Solving a murder case might be easy, but assassins are different from murderers. They won't have the slightest remorse, and even if they do, it won't help."

Clearly, Joel is still resentful of Conan's behavior in Nishitama City. If it weren't for Conan, Gin would probably have already been captured by her!
"winery?"

The two detectives were completely absorbed by the word "distillery" and didn't hear the rest of the sentence.

(End of this chapter)