Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 518 It's going to explode! Quick, lie down!
It was a male voice, chillingly cold, coming from his left.

The kidnapper turned around in a daze and saw a handsome blond man staring at him expressionlessly, his eyes calm and still, as if even a gun could not pose any threat to him.

"You're the one who should let go!"

The middle-aged woman forcefully broke free from the window, glaring fiercely at Xia Chuan. She leaned forward slightly, her right hand wrapped around her left wrist. "I've already said, if you make the slightest move, I'll detonate the bomb. Do you think I'm joking?"

The newcomer was Xia Chuan. Upon hearing this, he showed no fear whatsoever, but instead revealed a contemptuous smile. The next moment, the male kidnapper let out a shrill scream.

"My hand! My hand is going to break! Let go!"

"Uncle Xia Chuan, the bomb is real!" Conan was even more anxious than the kidnappers. There were more than a dozen people in the car. If this middle-aged woman really detonated the bomb, they would all be doomed.

Xia Chuan glanced at Conan, smiled slightly, and gave him a reassuring look.

However, upon seeing that look, cold sweat immediately streamed down Conan's forehead.

If I remember correctly, Anya gave him that look just now, and then she went to the middle-aged woman to confess.

"Father, don't let these three villains get away!"

Anya gripped the back of the seat, waving her little fists vigorously, her eyes filled with stars.

Whether it's Aunt Joel or her father, their entrances were so cool, even cooler than Kamen Rider or James Bond!

Scream!!!

Conan's lips twitched; Anya's scream was right next to his ears, deafeningly loud.

"Uncle Xia Chuan, don't listen to Anya, there really is a bomb here!"

Conan's voice drowned out Anya's screams, but Natsukawa ignored it completely. He grabbed the kidnapper's wrist and pulled it back. With a "crack," the kidnapper's arm fell limply like a candle in the wind.

The kidnapper's eyes widened, and before he could even shout, Xia Chuan swiftly swung his elbow across the back of his neck.

The kidnapper felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet, and collapsed to the ground.

The middle-aged woman behind her, seeing this scene, was filled with rage and, without any hesitation, acted directly.
Just as she was about to press the switch with her index finger, she felt a mosquito prick her chin, and her head began to feel dizzy.

The one who made the move was Conan.

Upon discovering that Natsukawa had made a move, Conan swiftly turned around and gave the middle-aged woman a needle.

"Luckily, she was distracted by Uncle Xia Chuan, otherwise she might not have had time."

Conan let out a long sigh of relief. This extreme maneuver made even his scalp tingle, but after a moment of reflection, an indescribable sense of exhilaration shot straight to the top of his head.

"Damn it, let's die together!"

The middle-aged woman felt her vision begin to blur, her body gradually losing strength, and her eyelids couldn't help but droop.

This sudden change alerted her to something amiss. Desperate, she pressed the detonation switch with her last ounce of strength.

Shuichi Akai realized it, but it was too late.

He suddenly sprang to his feet, stepped over the unconscious kidnapper on the ground, kicked the middle-aged woman away, and, with Judy's perfect coordination, each grabbed a ski equipment bag and threw it into the broken window.

Shuichi Akai's first thought was to escape through the broken window, but unfortunately, he had a teammate in the car, and with the car as cover, the splash damage from the bomb could probably be avoided.

Conan was stunned by the speed of the movement; he hadn't expected that this man with a cold would have such skills.

But this scene also reduced his suspicion of the man with the cold.

"Get down!"

Judith Sterling didn't care about her awkward accent when she finished speaking. She pounced on Shuichi Akai, even taking advantage of the situation by rubbing against him.

Upon hearing this, everyone else also lay down.

In an instant, only Xia Chuan, Yoel, and Anya's family remained unresponsive in the car.

Oh, and there's also Ai Haibara.

Ai Haibara kept her head down and trembled, as if the explosion could help her recover from her fear of the brewery.

The entire bus fell silent, waiting for the bomb to explode.

Xia Chuan looked around, then shrugged at Yoel.

Trusting him, Joel was relieved after his initial surprise. Since Xia Chuan wasn't worried, either the bomb was fake, or Xia Chuan had done something.

Time passed by second by second.

Thirty seconds, one minute
Conan suddenly felt weightless, and then he was lifted up. Looking up in a daze, he saw Natsukawa smiling.

"Uncle Xia Chuan, it's going to explode! Quick, lie down!"

The bomb didn't explode immediately, either it was a time bomb, or the kidnappers were lying.

However, considering that the middle-aged woman said "Let's die together" at the end, Conan thinks the former is more likely.

He couldn't confirm the timer of the bomb, but he figured it wouldn't be long, so he kept lying down to avoid being hit by the blast wave if he stood up.

Shuichi Akai and the others shared the same thought; standing up or going down to investigate was the most dangerous option.

"Did you really fall for their tricks? I could tell from that middle-aged woman's expression that she was just spreading alarmist rumors; there was no bomb at all."

Xia Chuan turned his head and pointed to the electronic clock on the front of the car: "Look, a minute has passed. Even if it were a time bomb, it should have exploded by now. Besides, we didn't hear a countdown when it was detonated, did we?"

Shuichi Akai raised his head. He didn't know if Natsukawa was pretending to be stupid or if he had done something. How could a bomb be set to go off every time it's on time?

However, he expressionlessly pushed Judy away from his chest and stood up. He was certain the bomb was real!

But the man's audacity must stem from something he doesn't know about, which prevented the bomb from detonating.

"Ayumi, Genta, Mitsuhiko, get up quickly, Father has said the bomb is fake."

After waking the three little ones, Anya ran to the driver's seat, squatted down, and poked the driver, who was sticking his butt out and almost crawling into the foot pedal: "Uncle driver, let's hurry up and go, the ski resort will close if it gets too late!"

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Everyone was speechless. After experiencing something like this, who was in the mood to ski?

The bomb failed to explode, and everyone stood up or sat up in frustration.

Not long after, the sound of sirens gradually grew louder, and Xia Chuan had just finished tying up the three kidnappers.

The reason the Metropolitan Police Department arrived so quickly was not because Natsukawa or Yoel notified the police, but because the department dispatched police cars to chase after them after the kidnappers made their ransom call to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Leading the group was Miwako Sato and her Mazda RX7.

Upon discovering the bus parked across the road, Sato Miwako realized something might have happened on the bus and pulled up next to the Natsukawa GTR with a cool drift.

In the passenger seat, Takagi Shigeru's face turned pale. The moment the door opened, the cold air made his already churning stomach churn, and he collapsed to the ground, gushing out acid. But because he was anxious to check the case, he forced it back down.

He vowed never to get into Sato Miwako's thieving car again. If he really had to, he asked Sato Miwako to knock him out before starting the car, because he couldn't stand the agonizing feeling of being both swayed and pushed back.

"belch--"

Ignoring the strange behavior of Takagi Wataru, Sato Miwako hurried to the front door of the bus.

Xia Chuan had already pried open the front door, so she slipped inside and saw the messy scene.

The shards of glass scattered on the ground and the three bound figures suggested that the problem had been resolved.

"what's going on?"

Sato Miwako looked around and spotted Joel wearing a felt hat.

Joel nodded slightly, handed the pistol and the so-called watch detonator to Sato Miwako, and then began to explain the cause and effect.

Ten minutes later.

The three kidnappers were taken away by the police.

Xia Chuan and his group could not leave immediately, but were kept behind to give statements.

After all that commotion, apart from Anya, the rest of the Junior Detective League lost their desire to ski.

During this time, Conan suddenly discovered that the man with a cold who was wearing a mask and a black felt hat had disappeared without a trace.

He didn't know if it was when Officer Sato asked him questions, or when the Junior Detective Club members were showing him concern, but in any case, by the time he realized what was happening, the other person was nowhere to be found.

Although it seemed strange, the other person's behavior didn't seem like that of a bad person, and it was completely different from Gin's personality.

It's unlikely that the people at the distillery would kindly throw the bomb outside; they're more likely to have run away.

However, the fact that the other party was in such a hurry to leave still bothered him a little.

"Haibara, how are you feeling?"

"That feeling is gone."

"Was it after that guy with the cold left?"

Ai Haibara shook her head, her eyes filled with confusion.

Was it the man with the cold leaving, or the arrival of Xia Chuan and Yue Er that gave her a sense of security? She herself didn't know.

In short, things are much better now.

She didn't want to think about it; the past was the past.

Perhaps this is escapism, but it is indeed the only way to improve one's mood.

"But when will this end?"

"What day is it? Is it your birthday, Ai Haibara?" Anya leaned closer, looked at Ai Haibara, then at Conan, and asked, "It seems the driver can't take us to the ski resort, but Father can drive the bus. How about Father takes us to the ski resort?"

Conan glanced at the drafty bus: "Are you sure we won't freeze to death before we get to the ski resort?"

"It's boring."

Feeling bored, Anya went over to the three little ones and joined their chat group, then started bragging about her achievements.

Conan turned to look at Natsukawa, who was talking to Inspector Megure, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Indeed, Xia Chuan does give people a sense of security, which explains why Anya keeps calling him "father, father."

For a moment, he even thought that it would be great if he had a father like that.

Conan suddenly chuckled. His father was pretty good too. Although he was unreliable and had taken his wife to the United States for a romantic getaway, his help and influence on him had always been significant.

"That old man should be fine."

Ai Haibara turned to Conan at some point and said, "I think the guy with the cold is very likely the only one who managed to escape after the police arrived. Inspector Megure sent people to chase after him, but so much time has passed and there's still no news. Perhaps only the Black Organization has this kind of elusive ability."

Conan nodded heavily, memorizing those deep, dark green eyes. Regardless of whether it was true or not, this person was no ordinary individual.

(End of this chapter)