I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

Chapter 498 The Final Chance

"The vehicle has been replaced."

Chen En stood in front of Furuya Rei's vehicle.

He had already checked the nearby houses; clearly, Rei Furuya wasn't there. It seemed the person who attacked Rei had changed vehicles, thus disappearing with him.

"Oracle, have you located the other vehicle that was previously seen in the Laiye Mountain area?"

He lightly tapped his earphones with his finger and asked.

The sound of rapid typing came from the other end of the headphones, followed by Ai Haibara's reply.
"I found it."

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Japanese Public Security Bureau investigated the vehicle's license plate number and used the Ministry of Transport's surveillance system to search for it, eventually finding the vehicle on the side of a road."

"Then, the Japanese Public Security Bureau investigating the car suffered heavy losses due to a bomb planted inside."

Ai Haibara's voice was calm, yet carried a hint of barely perceptible annoyance.

The locations of Gin and bourbon whiskey are currently unknown, thus the rescue efforts for bourbon whiskey have stalled. It seems that bourbon whiskey will also perish at the hands of Gin.

Wouldn't that eliminate all of the Black Organization's spies within Tokyo?

Upon hearing this, Chen En frowned slightly.

He placed his fingers on the earphones, slightly adjusted the channel, then slid his hand through his bat-shaped belt, grabbed a portable earphone case, and tossed it directly into the empty space behind him.

A small hand then grabbed the earphone case perfectly.

Conan stood behind Chen En.

He was slightly curious about the situation, but he still took out the earphones from the case and put them on to listen to what was going on in the internal conversation.

However, there was no sound coming from the headphones.

Conan's face darkened upon hearing this.

Dude, are you kidding me?

"...The following two coordinates have been confirmed: the coordinates of the computer suspected of releasing the Dark Baron program, and the coordinates of another computer that is also executing a hacking program."

"It is clear that the two coordinates can no longer be located, confirming that the user has physically disconnected from the network."

"Do I need to guide you, Batman?"

The voice of Noah's Ark rang in Chen En's headphones.

Chen En merely frowned at this.

He didn't speak, his fingers lightly tapping on his bat-shaped belt. He was pondering where Gin would take Rei if he captured him.

Thinking about this, Chen En gradually formed an idea.

"Robin, let's go to the abandoned warehouse area."

Chen En said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Conan casually put the earphone case into his belt, completely unaware of the tracking chip inside. He immediately nodded and said...

"Okay—wait, I'm not Robin!"

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Two-thirds of the information in Rei Furuya's secret mailbox has been destroyed.

Even if the remaining third is intercepted or transferred, it will no longer pose a threat.

Therefore, after Vermouth immediately withdrew from her original position, she gave Gin a command to attack without any hesitation. Upon hearing this, Gin's gaze fell on Rei Furuya in front of him.

Upon seeing this, Furuya Rei immediately realized that Vodka had probably succeeded.

His life is now hanging by a thread. And what about Ireland?
What are Ireland's thoughts? Does Ireland just want to give up and live day by day, even abandoning this rare chance to turn things around?

In fact, Ireland is already planning to retain its bourbon whiskey.

However, the message from Ireland was of no use, because Ireland, the person in charge of the Tokyo area, could not command Gin of the action team. To command Gin, one had to be that person or Rum.

Therefore, the message from Ireland has now been sent to rum, hoping for a positive response.

It was obvious that Rum's response came a step too late.

Gin raised the crowbar and slammed it down.

His movements were precise and ruthless, showing no mercy. With one blow, he knocked Furuya Rei to the ground, and the black mask that had been inside Furuya Rei's clothes fell out and landed on the ground.

However, Gin only glanced at the black mask before completely forgetting about it.

He knew that the mask belonged to Takeo Miura, the president of the Steel Association.

But ultimately, Takeo Miura was dead, and the mask had become a useless, defective product. Therefore, he didn't care about the mask; he only cared about one thing—

That was the death of bourbon whiskey.

The crowbar was suddenly raised and then slammed down.

Intense pain instantly enveloped his body, and Furuya Rei immediately realized that it was probably too late for Ireland to provide assistance; he was now powerless to save them.

However, Rei Furuya did not give up; he had been trying to untie the ropes behind him since the very beginning.

Although the rope was tied tightly enough, as an elite graduate of the police academy, he naturally couldn't be completely ignorant of escape techniques. Even handcuffs couldn't restrain him, let alone ropes.

He remained silent in the face of Gin's attack, displaying remarkable toughness.

The view in front of me gradually became blurry and indistinct.

Blood splattered on the black mask, turning its original black color crimson, as the crowbar struck Furuya Rei again and again.

However, the next moment, Furuya Rei suddenly broke free from his restraints.

He dragged his battered body toward Gin, his eyes filled with determination.

If his undercover identity is exposed and he can no longer infiltrate the Black Organization, then even if he dies here, he will take the Black Organization's number one henchman with him!

However, at that very moment, Gin suddenly struck Rei Furuya on the head with a crowbar.

Rei Furuya, already severely injured, was completely unable to move this time. He lay on the ground, looking extremely weak, but his eyes remained open, staring intently at Gin.

It's as if they've grown tired of this method of execution.

Gin casually tossed the crowbar aside.

He turned around and then ripped off the black cloth beside him, revealing the contents inside to Furuya Rei's blurry vision.

That's a bomb, a time bomb.

"I originally planned to use this to send rye whiskey to my death."

Gin's hand was on the timer switch of the bomb.

His voice was calm as he spoke.
"However, it wasn't a waste of time to prepare this to kill you, the one who killed Rye Whiskey."

The timer on the time bomb started ticking.

Gin said in a low voice,

"Well then, goodbye, bourbon whiskey."

"You can travel with this warehouse."

(End of this chapter)