Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 851 Flames Spreading Across the Sky

Xia Chuan was getting increasingly frustrated watching from the sidelines. He felt that if he didn't step in to stop these brave warriors who were preparing to act as a suicide squad, they would really charge down.

Going down there would definitely result in being riddled with bullets; that's an unavoidable fact.

"Didn't you see? These two tracks have started to bend. If you slide down now while riding in the audience, it will definitely cause the tracks to break and you'll crash to the ground."

Conan felt that these people weren't very bright. The issue now wasn't who should go down; the priority was to solve the problem of the track's curvature.

If the fire continues to burn for a while, the track will probably soften on its own due to overheating, without anyone needing to provide weight to it.

Actually, Conan has another method, which is his retractable suspenders.

However, given the current fire situation, the telescopic sling can't save everyone. It can only go up and down five or six times before it burns through, and the telescopic sling can only descend vertically.

I took a look.

At the very bottom of this spot, flames are already streaming out of the window; going down there would be perfect for turning it into a Thanksgiving roast chicken.

"Conan is right."

"So, what's your solution?"

Everyone's attention was once again focused on Xia Chuan.

Since Xia Chuan has instructed them to do this, there must be a way to solve this problem.

"Give me your stretch overalls."

"A tank top is fine, no need for pants."

While complaining, Conan took off his suspenders, holding up his pants with one hand and explaining the use of suspenders to Natsukawa with the other.

"I see. No wonder you just asked me to bring two extra 20-meter rails and to chisel a fork at one end."

Frank seemed to realize what was happening.

The others, including Joel, were unaware of Xia Chuan's thoughts.

Xia Chuan secured the suspenders simply, tied the other end to his waist, and then grabbed the tracks and threw them down.

"Kaito, Franky, cover for me!"

"Received!"×2
The two of them tacitly pulled out a large number of small white balls from their pockets.

Because of Natsukawa, Conan did not suspect that Kaito was related to Kaito Kid. If it weren't for Natsukawa, Kaito would never have dared to openly pull out a smoke bomb.

Small white balls fell like raindrops.

"Back off!"

The men in black below easily spotted the white smoke bomb, mistaking it for an explosive device, and scattered.

The white ball fell, but the expected explosion did not occur.

Curaçao suddenly remembered the purpose of the white ball and commanded expressionlessly, "That's a smoke bomb. Don't be afraid, charge up there! We absolutely cannot let them come down."

With that, she led the way out of the shadows and rushed over.

She was directing from a corner just now, but now, if she doesn't take the lead, these peripheral members might have something to worry about.

There's nothing I can do about it. After all, they're not my own subordinates. They were all borrowed from Gin by Vermouth. They've come through multiple layers of connections, so it's already quite good that they're obedient.

The smoke rose from its source, initially just a few thin wisps, but in an instant it stretched out gracefully and spread in all directions, forming a barrier between the concert hall and the surrounding members.

The outer members followed closely behind when they saw Curaçao rush into the smoke.

However, a few seconds later, Curaçao emerged from the smoke again.

Within seconds of entering the smoke, she immediately felt her head become heavy and her vision seemed to go double.

"There's a stunning drug in the smoke, get out quickly."

The peripheral members then fled in a disheveled state.

Fortunately, Curaçao discovered it quickly, otherwise these people would probably have fainted inside.

“I knew it, there’s something wrong with Curaçao’s command.” Vermouth sighed, rubbing her forehead. “They must have spotted us up there, and the drainage ditch is blocking our view. They have the advantage in shooting. We have no choice but to go down. Maybe then we’ll have a chance.”

Baileys nodded slightly. The drainage ditch was indeed disadvantageous to the two of them. The view from the gap below was better. The key point was that apart from Kaito and Natsukawa, no one else knew that she was an undercover agent. She didn't want to compete with the police in marksmanship.

While Xia Chuan and the others were focused on the glider, the two jumped off the rooftop and spread their hang gliders to glide.

Xia Chuan had no time to pay attention to them.

Two tracks were inserted into the ground, and the swaying at the rear seemed to be lifting the part buried in the soil. Xia Chuan did not wait any longer, pressed the telescopic switch, and jumped down from a height of nearly forty meters.

Just before the track tilted and fell, he managed to touch it, holding one track in each hand. Using the track as a leverage point, he exerted force with both hands, aligning the forked ends with the two long tracks, and pushed them forward horizontally with the momentum, actually managing to steadily separate the two already slightly bent long tracks.

Without hesitation, he let go and used the momentum to lunge forward diagonally.

At one point, he simply released the retractable strap.

The sling snapped back to the third floor, but Xia Chuan continued to descend along the track, eventually leaping off near the lake and landing steadily.

"Good job!"

Everyone held their breath during the process. Even Joel was on tenterhooks when Xia Chuan released the elastic straps. Finally, when they saw him land steadily, everyone cheered loudly, as if they themselves were safe.

"The smoke will not last long. Those who are capable of fighting should go down first, so we can counterattack later."

The staff looked at each other, eager to try, but then, remembering Joel's recent display of skill, they realized that what the group said made sense.

Without hesitation, Joel rushed out, grabbing Anya with his left hand and Ai Haibara with his right, and sped down the rails.

The others said they couldn't learn it, so Frank simply put an audience seat up there.

The most combat-effective are the public security officers and police, apart from Yumi Miyamoto.

Following them were Shinichiro and other effective combat forces.

Within minutes, half of the people had disembarked.

The audience seats plunged at extremely high speeds, but fortunately, the track was directly placed in the water, providing a buffer, and everyone was safe and sound.

Those who came after were much more relieved.

However, in just a short while, the smoke outside had completely dissipated due to the wind.

The members surrounding the distillery, under Vermouth's organization, have regained their effective lethality.

"You can't escape, Natsukawa!"

As Vermouth finished speaking, another explosion occurred at the Domoto Concert Hall.

Indeed, in addition to Chigusa Lala's rest room, Fu and Takumi's rest room were also bombed, and because of his cooperation, the bombs were quite powerful!
The first floor was completely burned down. Many of the beams and columns, which were already unable to withstand the pressure, cracked like dominoes due to the aftershocks of the explosion.

The earth shook violently, and even though there was no longer any smoke to obscure the view, the remaining people had no choice but to get down.

Xia Chuan, of course, was unwilling to let the staff and musicians who helped him propose die, so he led Yuri and the others in a counterattack.

At the same time, Morofushi Takaaki arrived late, and gunshots came from outside the island in the middle of the lake. He tried to draw a line of fire and surround the members of the black-clad organization in the opposite direction.

"You're going to be disappointed this time!"

Vermouth gave a cold laugh and, with a wave of her hand, actually brought out an RPG!

God knows how this thing got into the school, but when it appeared in front of us, no one could resist it.

The gleaming black barrel was terrifying; even Yuri, with his astonishing regenerative abilities, was helpless against it. One shot from it turned him into pieces, unless Yuri's ability was regeneration, not regeneration.

That would be fantastical.

Although this world is inherently fantastical.

The appearance of RPGs made Xia Chuan secretly feel unlucky, but he knew that his first reaction shouldn't be to complain or feel annoyed, but to think of a solution. As the ammunition was being loaded, Xia Chuan's mind raced.

"give it to me."

Joel spoke calmly, but those around him could hear the anger in his voice.

"Don't!"

Xia Chuan knew what Yole wanted to do, and the golden cone that had just popped out was pushed back by Xia Chuan.

"In that case, we can only let the fireworks go off ahead of schedule, Kaito."

What do you mean?
The others didn't know what kind of riddle Xia Chuan was speaking of, but it wasn't the first time. They just watched curiously without asking any questions.

"it is good."

Kaito nodded and, under Aoko Nakamori's curious gaze, pulled a remote control out of his pocket.

The remote control was covered with buttons, and he selected a few and pressed them directly!

"Boom——"

Several balloons above the heads of the people at the distillery suddenly exploded.

In an instant, countless reflective sequins burst forth like fireworks, shooting outwards from the center of the explosion, and then being pulled downwards by Newton, tracing graceful arcs in the night sky.

The colorful balloons reflect light off the sequins, resembling a flowing river of stars.

"I was originally going to show this to you, but now I can only use it to stop RPGs."

"It's okay, it actually looks great like this."

What time is it? They're still showing off their love.

Conan rolled his eyes, then turned his attention to the falling sequins.

"Brother Xia Chuan, what's the purpose of these things? You're not expecting them to block your view, are you?"

Conan couldn't understand it at all. Although there were many sequins, they weren't enough to obstruct the view. The RPG wasn't a precision weapon; a certain range was enough.

Countless sequins fell, right where the distillery was located, affecting the line of sight of the gunner holding the RPG.

But this didn't help much; at least the gunner didn't think it was a big problem, as the obstructed view didn't prevent him from confirming the location of Xia Chuan and the others.

“Of course I won’t pin my hopes on obstructing the view.” Natsukawa smirked as he looked at Kaito.

Kaito nodded, took out a metal ball, struck a pose like a baseball player, and threw it.

The metal sphere flew high into the air and exploded instantly upon approaching the sequins.

Although the sphere contained insufficient gunpowder, the sparks it emitted were like maggots clinging to sequins.

"boom--"

Flames ignited the sequins, which spread across the sky.

"what!"

The burning sequins sank faster, producing drops of black burning material that landed on the members outside the distillery.

Several peripheral members immediately began to wail, covering their faces or hands, looking utterly disheveled.

The RPG gunner had just finished loading and hadn't even had a chance to fire when a large amount of burning debris landed on him, the searing pain stimulating his nerves.

"Fire!"

Vermouth dodged the burning objects while shouting angrily.

"Yes"

The gunner grimaced, but still chose to fire.

"boom--"

The shell flew out with a long trail of flame, and the gunner immediately dropped the cannon and rolled on the spot, trying to extinguish the flames.

However, the shell did not hit the Domoto Concert Hall, nor did it hit Natsukawa and the others. Instead, it shot diagonally into the sky and fell down after about half a minute.

The deafening roar was both terrifying and reassuring.

The fact that the shell missed was a very serious mistake, and Natsukawa, Yoel, Yuri, Sato Miwako, and others have already launched a counterattack.

Morofushi Takaaki and the others had reached the center of the stone bridge, and with Natsukawa and the others providing cover, they were approaching at an even faster speed.

There weren't many members on the outer perimeter of the island in the lake. Vermouth's original plan was to mark the landing point in a circle.

However, because Kaito detonated the balloons above their heads, the fire rain scattered their positions, giving Natsukawa and the others an opportunity to launch an attack.

Moreover, dodging bullets is not a problem for Joel!

She moved through the air like a ghost, embodying the phrase "killing one person in ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles!"

Sato Miwako and Joel provided cover behind her, and if anyone aimed at Joel, they would try to shoot and kill them first.

Xia Chuan then charged towards the three codenamed members, including Vermouth.

Of the three, only Curaçao is a good fighter, so Natsukawa isn't worried about being impulsive. At worst, he'll have Frank and Araide Tomoaki and a few other partners to cover for him.

"You dare to push your luck like that!"

Vermouth gritted her teeth in anger, watching Curaçao and Natsukawa fight, then silently took a shot from behind.

However, thanks to the cover provided by Frank and the others, she didn't actually have many angles to fire. In Bailey's eyes, Vermouth seemed to be creating a buzz and atmosphere for the two fighters.

Curaçao shares the same idea.

That son of a bitch, Vermouth, Xia Chuan failed to defeat her and almost sent her to her death several times, luckily she was observant and had her ears open.

"Vermouth, stop shooting! You should stop that woman instead; she's about to wipe out the outer perimeter members!"

"You're fighting me and you still have the mind to talk?"

A cold glint flashed in Xia Chuan's eyes. Although he was still somewhat inferior to Joel, he felt no pressure facing Curaçao!

He swung his arm horizontally, creating a gust of wind, and smashed it towards Curaçao's temple.

Curaçao had barely finished speaking when she was struck on the head, causing her to see double.

She stepped back, distancing herself from Xia Chuan, and glanced at Baileys, her meaning very clear.

Baileys glanced at Vermouth, and after receiving her consent, immediately joined the battle.

"Two against one? I refuse to believe you can still be so arrogant!"

Indeed, in Curaçao's eyes, Xia Chuan was a bit too arrogant, not blocking or defending at all, and even if he was hit, he would risk injury.

At first, she thought Xia Chuan might be overly angry, but later she realized that Xia Chuan's stamina far exceeded her own. With the injury exchange, her physical strength was being depleted even more, while Xia Chuan, in addition to the injury exchange, would occasionally cause her harm, making the situation somewhat one-sided.

"Damn it, such a huge fire must have taken a lot of energy out of us."

Curaçao couldn't understand, but chose to respect it.

She looked at Baileys and said, "I'll take the main attack, and you can launch a sneak attack."

This sentence was spoken using hand gestures, which were internal coded hand signals used by the distillery, and Xia Chuan definitely wouldn't understand them.

Xia Chuan: "."

It felt like I had seen the answer key before the exam.

(End of this chapter)