Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 885: Strike first to gain the upper hand

Xiaolan watched it with a completely bewildered expression.

A phone call was made, but Conan still didn't answer.

Immediately afterwards, the phone rang, displaying the words "New One".

Ran was nervous and excited, and Conan's safety was immediately forgotten.

"Hey, Xiaolan, it's me."

"Shinichi, is it really you?"

"Yes, it's been a long time, Xiaolan."

"Your voice sounds strange, it has a heavy nasal tone, and you're breathing heavily."

"Heavy breathing?" Sonoko immediately perked up and ran over to her phone, chirping, "Hey Shinichi, you're not doing anything naughty, are you?"

"idiot!"

On the other end of the phone came Shinichi Kudo's cursing, as he vented almost all the resentment he had accumulated towards Conan.

One minute later.

"I'm sorry, Ran. I think I have a bit of a cold. I'm a little tired since I just arrived on the island. I'll go to sleep first, and I'll come find you guys tomorrow morning to search for Section Chief Iwanaga's treasure together."

"New One"

"Beep beep."

Xiaolan was about to ask what was wrong when the call was disconnected.

However, upon receiving news that the other party had already arrived on the island, Xiaolan's mood immediately improved.

"I'm definitely going to have Shinichi Kudo arm wrestle with him tomorrow."

Sonoko shouted angrily, but the call had already ended, and the other end couldn't hear her outburst.

"Now I can sleep peacefully, right?"

"Ah."

On the other end of the phone, Shinichi Kudo, panting heavily, hung up.

The drug reaction was worse than he had imagined. He was unconscious for a full hour. Although his body had grown larger, his cold symptoms had not disappeared. He was still a little dizzy, and his throat felt like it was swallowing razor blades. He felt like he was going to vomit after only a few words with Xiaolan.

In short, first eat some Malva nut to nourish yourself.

"Now that you're alright, I'll head back."

Ai Haibara put away her notebook, glanced at the time, and realized it was already eleven o'clock. She should probably go back to sleep; she had to accompany Sonoko and the others on their treasure hunt tomorrow.

Although it was boring, it was a good opportunity to visit various attractions on the island.

"sorry to bother you."

Shinichi Kudo nodded, looked out the window, and forced a smile: "Actually, I grew bigger to deal with this situation. I had a feeling that this journey wouldn't be so simple."

Ai Haibara stopped at the door and turned back with a strange expression: "Why do you think that? Is it because of that Section Chief Iwanaga? Even if there is a problem, it shouldn't be a big problem. I think Uncle Natsukawa can handle it. You don't need to get involved."

He paused, a mocking smile appearing on his face: "And even if you recover to your current form, your combat power still depends on your leg strength enhancement shoes, tranquilizer watch, retractable slings, and tracking glasses."

"Oh, right, you can't fit into the leg-enhancing shoes anymore, and carrying the other three items might arouse Ran's suspicion. I forgot to tell you, I feel like Ran is starting to suspect that Conan and Shinichi Kudo are the same person again."

"I think you might need to explain tomorrow why Conan leaves after Shinichi Kudo appears."

"Although your mother never tires of using excuses, Xiaolan shouldn't be that stupid."

Shinichi Kudo's smile froze, and he wanted to say something, but the door had already closed.

"They've all gotten bigger, can't I just show off and be a little more powerful? That's so disappointing and boring."

Ai Haibara returned to her floor, opened the door, and instinctively announced her return.

"I am back."

She slowly walked to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and only after drinking it down in one gulp did she realize that something was wrong.

"I am back."

The second greeting went unanswered, but then Bond suddenly appeared from somewhere, a can of dog food in his mouth, wagging his tail wildly.

Help Bond open the can of dog food, and in less than ten seconds, the can was completely empty.

"Alright, take me to Anya and the others!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Bond blinked intelligently, fumbled with his front paws for a long time, and pulled out a piece of paper from under the carpet next to him.

We're going out for a bit. When we come back, please rest in your room, lock the door, and be careful. —Xia Chuan

"???"

Ai Haibara frowned, recalling what Shinichi Kudo had just said.

"Could it be that people from the distillery have come? But I didn't sense anything."

Fortunately, Ai Haibara is not Anya. If it were Anya, she would have already run off to find her father by now. But Ai Haibara simply burned the note, flushed it down the toilet, and then started washing up and getting ready for bed.

Since Xia Chuan told me to stay in the room, it proves that the room is quiet.

Hotel rooftop.

Xia Chuan, dressed in a black suit, stood on the edge of the railing, adjusting the stability of the ropes.

Beside him, Joel, dressed in a different outfit, looked at the starry sky, seemingly relaxing.

The sea breeze at night lifted the long hem of her dress, and the dark red thorn flowers inside swayed in the wind, as if they had come alive, exuding a mysterious aura.

Anya crouched in the corner, secretly recording this scene with her camera.

However, although it seemed like a secret, Xia Chuan and Yue Er had actually discovered her presence long ago.

"Wouldn't it be unsafe to leave Anya alone on the roof?"

"It's alright, Frank is guarding the stairs downstairs. He'll let me know as soon as anyone comes up."

"Don't worry about Haibara. Kaito is in the room next door, so he'll be fine."

The plan was actually quite simple: strike first before the other side could make a move.

We've just found the killer's room number through Frank's connections.

Knowing the floor level and doing some basic research on the occupancy information makes it easy to filter out suspicious targets.

There were four people in the target room, all burly men, and they were treasure hunters. If the assassin wasn't one of them, Xia Chuan himself wouldn't believe it.

The only odd thing was that they had been staying at the hotel for a week, which didn't quite match the timeline.

But this didn't stop Xia Chuan from taking action. In any case, the other party was definitely not a good person, and all the registered identity information was fake.

"Alright, I'll go down first, you follow behind me."

Joel nodded.

After securing the safety rope, Xia Chuan glanced down.

The hotel, which is over 40 stories high, is more than 100 meters tall. Standing on the edge and looking down is truly terrifying.

Fortunately, both of them are professionals.

The ropes rustled against the rails as a spy and an assassin walked on the hotel wall as if it were flat ground, sinking several meters with each step.

They moved like graceful dancers, their steps light and beautiful; anyone who saw them would surely applaud.

Room 2717 in the hotel. It was a one-bedroom, two-living-room suite, usually rented by families, but this room was different; it was occupied by four capable men.

The four burly men in their thirties remained silent, filling the room with a heavy atmosphere, with only the clicking sound of metal scraping against metal audible.

On the long table in front of them were well-equipped firearms, which were undergoing final adjustments and confirmations.

His shoulders and back were like cast iron doors, and his bronze skin was covered with bulging tendons. When he casually tapped between gun parts, the muscles bulged with the movement.

The four men exuded a fierce and valiant aura, so imposing that people couldn't help but give them a wide berth.

One of them looked up at the alarm clock hanging in the living room; the time on it was already 11:30.

By this time, most people are already asleep due to the fatigue of sightseeing, so it's about time to go out and scout locations. Around 1 a.m. is just the right time to start.

It is said that in addition to them, the employer also hired other assassins, but they did not know each other, so all four of them had a black ribbon wrapped around their right arm to confirm their identities.

"Brother, after we succeed, should we take care of the other two groups as well?"

Do you want to keep the bounty for yourself?

"Don't you want to, brother?"

One of them gave a sinister smile: "The raid is one reward, and getting the head is another. The latter is ten times the former. Even if we don't do it, those two groups will probably do it anyway."

"No, to be precise, they will definitely do it."

"So, what does 'big brother' mean?"

The other two also turned their gazes toward them.

"Of course, it's best to go along with the crowd and let them test Xia Chuan's strength first, while we provide support from the sidelines."

The other three nodded in agreement.

"Crash-"

A strange friction sound suddenly broke the silence, and the four of them were instantly put on pause.

The leader, alert, raised his gun and scanned his surroundings with sharp eyes. "What's that sound?"

"It seems to be the room where I share a room with the fourth brother."

The man frowned, then relaxed his gaze, glaring at the fourth brother: "Didn't you close the window? I told you, the night wind is very strong on the island."

"Brother, it must be the sound of the wind blowing the screen window."

The leader shook his head, not letting his guard down despite his underling's explanation.

"We can't afford to make mistakes at a time like this. Go check the situation."

The fourth brother responded and headed towards the door.

"Wait a moment."

Before they could even turn the handle, the leader suddenly spoke, his startling behavior startling the others.

"Big brother!?" ×3
"Together."

The eldest brother had a bad feeling; the square-faced wheels looked sinister under the lights.

One person stood behind Lao Si, and two others leaned against the door, all holding handguns in both hands without the slightest negligence. This was most likely the sound caused by Lao Si's mistake.

"Click——"

The door was opened a crack, and the salty sea breeze flowed into the living room through the gap.

"As expected, the fourth brother forgot to close the window."

The third brother breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, and was about to slap the fourth brother's shiny bald head when he found that his slap missed completely.

"boom--"

"what sound?"

When he looked closely, the fourth brother had already disappeared from his sight. He turned around and looked around before realizing that the other man, along with the door panel, was embedded in the living room wall, his fate unknown.

"Have"

Before he could even utter the word "enemy," a ghostly figure swept past him, its open mouth unable to utter a sound, only blood foam gurgling out.

His gaze shifted downwards, and a dark gold cone struck his Adam's apple precisely. The moment it was pulled out, blood spurted out with a hissing sound.

The third brother reached out to try to block the opening, but the backflow of blood into his trachea caused him to have difficulty breathing. His face turned red and he lost all strength. In just a few seconds, his face completely lost its color and his eyes lost all their luster.

The other two were not having an easy time either, because at the same time, their faces were covered by a large hand.

A large hand tightly covered their mouths, preventing them from making a sound.

Then, without giving them a chance to raise their guns, a whooshing sound came from their ears, and with a loud bang, the two of them were plunged into darkness.

"Hey, wake up!"

The cold water poured over his head, and the eldest brother couldn't help but shiver. Although this chill was not as intense as the terror of facing death directly, the scene that greeted him when he opened his eyes made his eyes widen in horror.

He was bound and facing the door of the room he had just been in. A red, spreading bloodstain could be clearly seen about 1.7 meters to the left of the door.

This spread is like a watermelon exploding when it falls from a tall building.

Looking down along the spreading bloodstains, he saw his second-in-command, a man who usually specialized in scheming and plotting.

At this moment, his eyes were wide open, his head was covered in blood, and his head shape was slightly deformed.

On the other side of the wall were splattered bloodstains, and the third brother lay crookedly on the ground, the cut on his throat red and black.

It goes without saying where the fourth brother is; he can smell the strong stench of blood even with a single breath.

The first person to be caught in the trap, the fourth child, was probably crushed into a meat patty by the door, and you could vaguely hear the sound of blood dripping behind him.

"Are you snapping out of it?"

Xia Chuan glanced at his watch. It took him five minutes to take action, and ten minutes to wait for the burly man to wake up.

He overheard the conversation of the four men in the room and knew that this man was the leader. The reason he was spared was to find out what was going on.

The eldest brother stood there dumbfounded until the cold golden cone rubbed against his cheek before he reacted.

He glanced at it subconsciously and exclaimed in his heart, "How beautiful!"

"Where are you from, and who do you work for?"

The icy voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. He finally realized that he had become a fish on a chopping board, his life and death in the hands of others.

"I don't know. We received the mission on the dark web. All we know is that the target is you."

After recognizing Xia Chuan's face, the eldest brother's mood was as turbulent as if he had an upset stomach. If he were given another chance, he would definitely not choose to take on this mission.

If they had just worked a few more days, they might have been able to get their hands on the underwater treasure. Now, they not only fail to get the treasure, but their group is also going to lose their lives.

That's right, he already knew he had no chance of survival; his three teammates were a cautionary tale. The reason he stayed behind was because he had questions to ask.

Although he was filled with mixed emotions and wanted to bite Xia Chuan to death, the overall situation was already decided. He knew what kind of pain he would suffer if he didn't speak up, so all his regret and resentment could only turn into the determination to die a quick death.

Only by answering questions honestly can you have a satisfactory outcome.

"Besides you, there are others?"

"Yes, the employer said there were three groups of people in total. We were one of them, but I don't know where the other two groups are. I only know that everyone's arms will be tied with black ribbons to prevent them from killing each other."

Remembering that there were still two groups of people, for some reason, the leader's mood suddenly improved. Perhaps he and his friends wouldn't be all alone, and they could even play two more mahjong games on their way to hell.

"How much is the bounty, and how is the task posted?"

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)