Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 516 Hero Anya!

Noticing that Joel's emotions had been completely stirred up, Frank suddenly became furtive, like an old lady gossiping to her neighbor on the street, "Oh, by the way, a few days ago some nouveau riche came along and spent a lot of money to buy this place. They've started renovations these past few days."

I haven't been able to see the boss yet. I was hoping to talk to him about the building, but unfortunately...
I think once he starts working, he'll realize just how terrifying it is.

With his goal achieved, Frank shook his head and sighed as he put the pork chop rice that Xia Chuan had prepared in advance into the microwave.

After a while, the microwave oven opened with a "ding," and a steaming hot pork chop rice dish was freshly made. The aroma brought Joel back to his senses.

Joel was slightly taken aback when he saw the pork chop rice taken out of the microwave.

Is this what they call exquisite cuisine? Why was it taken out of the microwave?

Seemingly realizing the problem, Frank quickly tried to salvage the situation: "Hey, sometimes when the order volume is large, we prepare in advance and then heat it up when it's time to eat. Don't worry, it's all from today."

You can try it. If you don't like it, you don't have to pay. If it's really bad, I'd even dare to give you this century-old restaurant in compensation!

Frank pointed behind him, and the wooden plaque that read "Centennial Shop" crashed to the ground and shattered into several pieces with a crisp sound, almost like the sound of being slapped in the face.

"No wonder it's a century-old shop; you can tell from the age of the signboard that it's been weathered by time." Xia Chuan smiled awkwardly, thinking to himself, "Where did that bastard Frank find the renovation team? They can't even keep the signboard up; they're bound to go out of business sooner or later!"

Joel looked at Xia Chuan and felt that the other person was acting strangely today.

However, this pork chop rice is truly exceptional. Although it was made in a microwave, the taste is no worse than that of Xia Chuan's, and they even taste quite similar.

After finishing his meal, Joel did indeed glance at the building again.

With just that one glance, Xia Chuan was already at ease.

Next, we need to find a time to post the winery's mission on the dark web and then let Joel take the order.

If Joel returns here, he will find that the mission description does not match the actual situation.

Now, let's see how Gin plans to make his move! He's quite looking forward to seeing how Kitano Yuujin will appear.

How he makes his appearance doesn't matter; he's already prepared to take him down when the time comes.

The reason he chose this location was because he found a particularly suitable observation point nearby, which not only allowed him to have a comprehensive view of the entire area but could also be used for sniping and assassination.

After finishing their meal, Xia Chuan didn't linger. Having achieved his goal, he headed straight for the ski resort Anya had mentioned.

Based on the timeline, Anya and her group should be almost out of the city and should be running into the robbers around that time.

This plot point is essential for Shuichi Akai to gain some understanding of Conan, as it relates to their future cooperation.

Of course, Xia Chuan wouldn't completely ignore it, since both of his daughters were there, and even if it was safe, he couldn't just leave them alone.

When he left the "century-old store" just now, he secretly took a signal jammer from Frank's hand.

The kidnappers' bombs were detonated remotely. By having a signal jammer in his vehicle and keeping a certain distance from the bus, the kidnappers could prevent the bombs from being detonated.

As for manually detonating it, he didn't believe the kidnappers would have that opportunity.

Because the ski resort is located in a suburb that is north-south of Okuho Town, Natsukawa passes through the entire Tokyo area along the way.

This was actually one of the few times Xia Chuan and Yo Er could be alone together.

Especially recently, both of them have been busy with their own things and haven't been able to spend much time together.

Xia Chuan drove with one hand and held Joel's delicate and soft hand with the other. It was hard to imagine that such a famous assassin had such long and delicate fingers.

It's not just girls who like boys with long, slender fingers; boys like them too.

Joel's hands are so beautiful they could easily be used as hand models.

Xia Chuan brought up the topic, and they chatted casually.

"Is Yuri very busy lately? I don't think I've heard you mention him going home."

Joel sighed: "Yeah, it's been a long time since I've been home. I used to go home every three to five days, but I haven't been home recently. Apparently, I just came back from abroad and there are still some details to take care of."

"Is this so"

Natsukawa tapped his fingers rhythmically on the steering wheel. It seemed that Conan's earlier statement about the Public Security Bureau contacting his father was likely made by Yuri, not Amuro Tooru.

That makes sense; Amuro Tooru simply didn't have time to leave Japan, otherwise he would have so many part-time jobs that he wouldn't be able to take time off.

At that moment, Xia Chuan's cell phone suddenly rang.

As soon as the call connected, Conan's anxious voice came from the other end, "Hey, Natsukawa-nii, it's an emergency! Two jewel thieves have hijacked the bus on its way to the ski resort."

"Are there any jewelry on the bus?"

It was Yor who spoke, because Xia Chuan strictly followed traffic rules and kept both hands on the steering wheel, so the speakerphone was on.

"Sister Joel."

Conan was surprised that it was Yoel who answered the phone. He had just called Natsukawa "brother," and he wondered if Yoel would notice.

Joel was indeed puzzled by Conan's way of addressing him, and was about to ask when Conan spoke up again: "There's no time to explain, you guys come over here right now, they brought two very heavy skiing sets and claimed there are bombs inside!"

Seemingly worried that Natsukawa might not take it seriously, he added, "Ania and Haibara are also in the car, you have to hurry!"

Just then, a noisy shouting came from the other end of the phone, and with a click, the call was disconnected.

On the bus, one of the robbers crushed the pocket phone and kicked Conan away!

"Kid, what is this?"

"Hey, don't waste time with him, he's just a kid. Quickly check if the others are carrying any other communication devices."

The bus was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sounds were the kidnappers loudly warning the passengers.

Conan got up from the aisle, grimacing in obvious discomfort.

It hurt a lot to be kicked in the chest, but it hurt even more to be kicked in the buttocks, which were injured a second time. This time, I really need to learn from this painful experience.

"Are you alright?" Anya reached out and helped Conan up. Just as Conan was about to thank her, she slapped his bottom a few times.

While hitting him, he muttered, "The bus isn't very clean, your butt is dirty."

Conan was lucky he didn't die on the spot; he quickly took a few steps back and leaned against Ai Haibara.

"Damn it, there must be other accomplices here. Just now, one of the kidnappers was collecting cell phones, and the other was watching the bus driver. They shouldn't have noticed me."

Once inside his comfort zone, Conan immediately began his deduction in a low voice.

"The accomplice should be among the two men and one woman in the back. They're in the last row of the bus, where they have the best view." "Haibara, what do you think?"

After a long silence following his inquiry, with no response, Conan turned around and saw Ai Haibara curled up, shivering as if she were standing in the snow at minus twenty degrees Celsius, having entered "self-isolation mode".

"The accomplice is that old lady who's chewing gum."

A voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz reached Conan's ears, followed by a chilling sensation on his scalp. Turning his head, he saw Anya whispering in his ear, her warm breath causing the indescribable shiver.

Conan unconsciously distanced himself from Anya.

This is instinctive.

Now, whether it's Ai Haibara or Anya, as long as they get close to him, his buttocks will ache slightly, telling him to keep a safe distance.

"How did you know?"

Conan asked curiously, "Although Anya is unreliable, she can sometimes help me, but the reasons are always outrageous. I don't know what bizarre reason she gave this time."

"Because she kept chewing gum! Even though she had been kidnapped, she still had the mind to chew gum. If she didn't disregard the kidnappers, then she must be one of them."

"What about the other two? One of them is wearing a hearing aid, which could be a communication device, and the other has a cold and may be transmitting information through coughing."

Although Conan felt Anya's reasoning made some sense, he wouldn't arbitrarily conclude that the other two were innocent. This is the conservatism of a detective; after all, reasoning requires some evidence to support it.

"Is that so?"

Anya seemed to be deep in thought. She could hear her own thoughts, so she was certain, but reasoning did require evidence, and it was normal for the other two to be suspects in Conan's eyes.

"Don't worry, I have a way to confirm that the other party is the kidnapper!"

After leaving behind that sentence, Anya disappeared in a flash.

Conan didn't immediately realize what Anya was trying to do, but he already had a bad feeling.

Just as I was about to stop her, Anya was already in position and began to question me!
"Auntie, you're in cahoots with the kidnappers, aren't you? I just saw you using blowing bubbles as a signal that something was wrong. When Conan was fiddling with the pocket phone, you popped the bubbles, and then the kidnappers knew."

For a moment, the entire bus fell completely silent, and even the kidnappers were stunned.

"Don't play innocent. Everything you've done is under my watchful eye. It's not too late to confess!"

Conan nearly fainted from anger, but by then it was clearly too late!
Inside the car, Shuichi Akai, Jodie Starling, and Vermouth all cast surprised glances at Anya.

The most surprised was Vermouth.

Is this little girl the same person I met at the Metropolitan Police Department before?
So, was she deliberately pretending to be stupid in front of me at that time?

But that's not right either. If the robbers haven't been subdued by the police, pointing out their accomplices in front of them seems like a rather unwise move.

"Kid, get back to your seat!"

The kidnapper, who was checking the passenger for any other communication devices, turned green with rage. He walked over, grabbed Anya by the collar, and flung her away.

This time, Conan is different from before; he's much stronger!

"OMG, how could you treat a little girl like this?"

Judith Sterling suddenly stood up, grabbed Anya with lightning speed, and then began to berate the kidnapper in broken Japanese.

The kidnapper was surprised by the woman's skills, but with a pistol in hand, he felt invincible and naturally had no fear. He stepped forward, ready to slap the blonde, blue-eyed foreign woman across the face.

He had just taken a step when a black leg suddenly stretched out, and the kidnapper stumbled and fell forward, his face, which was covered by ski goggles, hitting the ground directly.

All of this happened in an instant. By the time everyone reacted, the kidnapper who had fallen to the ground was already unconscious.

click-

The pistol that was in the kidnapper's hand slipped to the ground, and everyone's attention was drawn to it.

The kidnapper controlling the driver was furious. He felt ashamed to have such a useless teammate. During the jewelry robbery, if the other party hadn't been exposed, their boss wouldn't have been arrested, and they wouldn't have had to resort to threatening the police to release their boss because they couldn't find the jewelry he had hidden.

"pistol!"

Anya broke free from Judith Starling and was about to step forward when "Akira Tomoaki" grabbed her collar again.

At the same moment, the middle-aged woman blowing bubbles in the back seat lunged straight at the pistol.

One kidnapper simply cannot control the situation, so the middle-aged woman has to step in to ensure stability.

"Don't even move!"

The woman grabbed a pistol and aimed it at the passengers on the bus, focusing her aim on Shuichi Akai.

If her companion hadn't been tripped up by the man with the cold, she could have continued to hide her identity.

And that child, I don't know what happened, even though I tried my best to hide it.
The plan was perfect, but the passengers on this bus were all acting strangely.

"Stay where you are and don't make any movements, or bullets won't have eyes!"

"Hehe, it's no use, you're already surrounded!"

Anya broke free from Shinichi's embrace, turned to give the three little ones and Professor Agasa a reassuring look, and then pointed to the old man with the hearing aid and the four people including Shuichi Akai: "They are all uncles and aunts from the Metropolitan Police Department. Your actions today were already expected by the police uncles and aunts and Anya."

Lay down your weapons, or this day next year will be the anniversary of your deaths!

Seemingly afraid the other party wouldn't believe her, Anya continued, "See? The uncle wearing the hearing aid is actually wearing a communication device. The uncle coughing next to him is the most capable policeman in the Metropolitan Police Department. If you run into him, you're completely finished."

Oh right, and the uncles and aunties here too.

"They are teachers, I just heard that!"

The middle-aged woman narrowed her eyes, not at all frightened by Anya's words. The little girl was obviously bragging. She had observed all these people earlier and they could not possibly be police officers.

Moreover, now that things have come to this, let alone whether it's fake or real, so what? Don't you see who has the gun?

"They are actually teachers sent to our school by the Metropolitan Police Department to conduct physical training. They are all combat instructors from the Metropolitan Police Department!"
And my aunt, she's also a combat instructor, the best one, nobody in the entire Metropolitan Police Department can beat her. She's on her way now, you're all dead!"

"Really? That's amazing. And who is this Mediterranean-looking old man? Is he the doorman at the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Dr. Agasa felt offended, but out of respect for firearms, he remained silent and gave the female kidnapper a friendly smile.

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