Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 481 No means no

Thinking about these things now is useless. I might as well use tequila as a scapegoat so I won't be alone on my journey to the underworld.

Thinking of this, Ichiki Homoto revealed a painful smile, and with a exertion of his waist and abdomen, he actively moved his body to meet the golden cone.

Princess Thorn seized the opportunity and pierced her opponent's chest with the golden cone.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and Homoto Ichiki laughed loudly, as if he could already see the fate of Tequila and the other man.

Then, it lost its vitality.

"As expected, the distillery's main target is still dugongs."

Joel frowned, somewhat suspicious of the origin of the whistleblower letter from this afternoon.

But that shouldn't be the case; her identity is absolutely unknown.
and many more!

Joel suddenly paused, then thought of someone!

Agave!
According to Ai Haibara, Tequila knows her and Conan's true identities. Could she also know that Princess Thorn is Joel?

But why?

She was confident that she had never been exposed.

Even when confronting Ai Haibara, it was done far from the scene; Tequila would never have seen her unveil herself.

Joel stood there lost in thought, while Conan reached out his wicked little hand.

"Ok?"

Joel immediately noticed Conan's subtle movement and looked down.

The two stared at each other awkwardly, and Conan was unsure whether to stop or continue.

"Um, Aunt Thorn Princess, you don't really need that booklet, so why don't you just give it to us?"

Conan blinked his big eyes, acting cute as he reached into Joel's pocket.

They became friends after their initial conflict, and now he's not afraid of the Thorn Princess at all. At least he and Hattori, being righteous people, aren't worried about being targeted.

"Impossible. This thing is too dangerous for you. If it were to spread through your hands, even Hattori Heizo wouldn't be able to handle it easily."

"You underestimate my dad!"

Speaking of this, Hattori Heiji was no longer sleepy. His father was the undisputed leader in the Osaka police force, and even on a national scale, he was someone who could use the "face fruit" (a metaphor for influence).

Moreover, he has powerful connections; the former prime minister is his father's strongest backing.

Although he has retired, the current prime minister still has to give him face; his backing is as strong as a diamond.

This can be seen from the equipment that Ooka Momiji uses when she goes out; even an outstanding public security agent like Iori Muga is willing to serve her.

Unfortunately, he wasn't interested in Ooka Momiji. Between having a tolerant heart and his childhood sweetheart, he chose the latter.

"is it?"

Joel raised an eyebrow. She wasn't sure if Hattori Heizo could handle it, but now that she said no, it was no problem, and there was no room for discussion!

"I'll leave those two to you. Just pin the blame on me if Bao Ben Yimu dies."

Princess Thorn came and went quickly, leaving behind a mess for Conan and his companion to clean up.

Watching Princess Thorn disappear into the rain, Conan secretly regretted that he should have been faster and could have stolen her away silently.

"That's strange, I have a feeling we've been tricked by Princess Thorn."

Hattori Heiji was quite dramatic, and looking at the cook's corpse, whose blood was almost flowing to his feet, he felt a pang of unease.

He used to solve cases and then call Inspector Otaki to clean up his mess. But today...
What goes around comes around. No one escapes the wrath of Heaven. This time, not only did he have to clean up the mess, but the person who did it was also an assassin!
Never mind, I'll call Dad later. Anyway, he really admires Princess Thorn.

"I should have asked Princess Thorn to leave an autograph or something."

"Hattori, what are you saying?"

Conan was completely baffled, having no idea what Hattori was talking about. Why would he ask an assassin for an autograph? What was he thinking?

This is like Watson, Sherlock Holmes' assistant, asking Moriarty for an autograph—it's just too much!

"What should we do now?"

Princess Thorn acted too quickly. Conan still had many questions to ask, and now only a corpse remained. The most valuable item on the body was taken by Princess Thorn, and they got nothing.

No, we did get some clues about vodka.

The cook just mentioned "Vodka and the others," so it's possible that besides Vodka, there are other codenamed members here as well.

"Hey, Hattori, shall we go check out the workshop?"

Hattori was speechless and choked with emotion. He walked straight to the window and opened it.

In an instant, a torrential downpour began.

"The soil on Mermaid Island is loose, and the probability of landslides on the mountain is too high in this kind of weather. Moreover, you should know the number of dugongs. If the winery wants to take them all, the number of people involved will definitely be considerable."

As this person just said, it's probably nearing its end now, and by the time we go up there, the people will definitely be gone.

They can't leave the island in this heavy rain. Tomorrow, when the police arrive, we can follow the scent or ask the villagers; finding them shouldn't be difficult."

Heiji Hattori's statement was indeed correct, and Conan didn't know how to refute it, so he could only agree.

"Princess Thorn probably went too. If we're lucky, we won't even need to look for her tomorrow; we can just go up the mountain and collect her body for the winery."

Hattori doesn't have Conan's obsession with the Black Organization. He doesn't seek to personally arrest them; he simply hopes that there will be one less such evil organization in Japan.

"If Vodka and the other codenamed members were also there, the Thorn Princess might be able to take care of everything, which would be like cutting off Gin's left and right arms."

That makes sense, but what if the person who comes is Tequila?
Huh?
It doesn't seem like such a bad thing.

He was absolutely certain that tequila wouldn't die so easily!
Conan turned his head and glanced at the two high-ranking officials who were still unconscious, and suddenly his eyes lit up!
"Oh right, I didn't even think of that!"

"What?" Hattori was completely baffled.

"Do you remember the fortune slips that Ran and Kazuha got at the Dugong Shrine when they first arrived yesterday?"

"I remember, what do you want to know?" Hattori Heiji, true to his reputation as Conan's best friend, immediately realized: "You mean..."

"Since these two former high-ranking officials brought their badges to the celebration, it proves that they were registered. Perhaps other businessmen and politicians who had dealings with Xishan Tao also did similar things!"

That's the cause and effect, which is why Conan and Hattori ended up stealing things together.

Furthermore, because she did not participate in the complete dugong festival, she was unaware that Shimabukuro Kimie's longevity certificate had been revoked.

They had no idea that a handsome guy, 1.8 meters tall, was sitting right above them, trying to scare them.

Xia Chuan was surprised to see Conan and his friends here, and judging from their conversation, they seemed to be here for the festival list as well.

This is not possible!

He took three copies of the festival list; Conan and the others will find the problem if they check them carefully.

If these three lists were still in the drawer, Conan would never have noticed the problem, and it might have been glossed over as in the original storyline.

But now that it's disappeared, it will be under close scrutiny, and who knows if there are any copies of the list.

(End of this chapter)