Detective Conan: Birth of the Demon Child

"What happened? Mr. Itakura, you should be in that villa, right?"

"It's vodka!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Conan's pupils constricted sharply. It really was those guys!

"Oh no! We've been caught. They already know we used this computer to try and open that email."

"That's right! And it's very likely that they've been secretly monitoring this villa all along, but Mr. Itakura just hasn't noticed!"

Dr. Agasa's expression changed drastically. "What did you say?! Aren't we in grave danger now? What if those guys really send people to monitor this villa? Won't we all be unable to escape?"

Chapter 480 The Sniper is in Position

"Dr. Agasa, don't worry! I only said that they might have people monitoring this villa, not that they are currently outside the villa."

Conan gestured to Professor Agasa to calm down, trying to remain composed, and said, "If there really were people outside the villa, and we're here at such a crucial time, they would probably have already killed us."

"Can't you please answer the phone right now, Mr. Itakura!"

Sensing Vodka's increasingly impatient tone, Conan finally stepped forward, picked up the landline receiver, and said in Itakura Taku's voice, "Excuse me, it's too dark here, and I couldn't find the phone for a moment. I think the outside power supply must have been blown down by this snowstorm! That's why I didn't have time to open the email you sent."

Because Conan had previously seen Itakura Taku's email video, he knew what Itakura Taku's voice sounded like, and he could easily simulate his voice using a voice-changing bow tie.

"Who told you to insist on living in that godforsaken mountain area? Even receiving an email can cause you this kind of trouble."

Upon hearing this, Vodka first instinctively made a sarcastic remark, then asked somewhat strangely, "Wait a minute! If you had a power outage, why did it switch to voicemail just now?"

"Because the power often goes out here whenever it snows, I now use the kind of telephone that can be installed with batteries."

Conan gave a casual explanation, then quickly changed the subject, saying, "But you're really something, knowing I was at the villa."

"Hehe~"

Vodka said with some pride, "There's nothing we don't know about anything concerning you."

All you do is boast and talk big. How come you don't know that Mr. Itakura has been murdered?

Conan inwardly scoffed, but outwardly continued to probe, "You wouldn't have sent someone to secretly monitor the villa all along, would you?"

"Don't be afraid! We already promised you that we would never send anyone near you."

Vodka first reassured Itakura Taku, then got straight to the point: "The most important thing now is that software, you should have finished it by now, right?"

"It's barely finished, but I'm currently without power and can't receive emails on my computer."

Conan's glasses reflected a white light, revealing his true intentions: "Why don't you just tell me directly what time and where I need to deliver the software to you?"

"Since that's the case, then I'll tell you, but I'll only say it once, so you'd better listen carefully."

Vodka, being the simpleton he was, had no doubt that the "Itakura Taku" on the other end of the phone was an imposter. He laughed and said, "You should know about the Kenbashi Station that's under construction, right? You should arrive there at noon tomorrow. Don't forget to bring the software with you."

Upon hearing this, Conan frowned slightly and said, "Tomorrow at noon? Can we change the time? I can't keep the appointment at that time."

"What did you say?"

"Starting this evening, I will be hospitalized for a series of medical examinations. As you know, I have a heart condition, and it was very difficult for me to get an appointment with that famous cardiac surgeon, so I have no way to postpone my hospitalization."

Vodka couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "You're not saying you haven't finished the software yet, so you're just making excuses to delay things, are you?"

"Of course not! I've already finished the software. If you're really in a hurry, then let's move the transaction time to today. I'll give you the software before I'm hospitalized."

"Then four o'clock is fine. You drive back to Tokyo now, and we'll meet at the station at four in the morning."

"Four in the morning?!"

A glint of light flashed in Conan's eyes, and he feigned displeasure, saying, "There are less than four hours left until four in the morning. Do you expect me to travel from Gunma to Tokyo in the middle of the night?"

"It only takes less than three hours to drive from your villa to Tokyo, and four hours should be enough for you to get to the station. Okay! It's settled then!"

To prevent Itakura Taku from making any more excuses to delay, Vodka hung up the phone immediately, giving him no chance to bargain.

"Dududu..."

Hearing the dial tone from the phone, Conan's lips curled into a slight smile, revealing a confident and in control expression.

Because Itakura Suguru was already dead, the longer the transaction was delayed, the easier it would be for the Black Organization to react. That's why Conan deliberately induced Vodka to set the transaction time for 4 a.m.

"Professor Agasa, let's go back quickly!"

"okay!"

Upon hearing this, Professor Agasa quickly took Conan and drove away from the dangerous place.

……

More than three hours later

A green Porsche sports car slowly pulled up near Xianqiao Station, and Vodka, dressed in a black suit, opened the car door and got out.

"Time's almost up, hasn't Itakura arrived yet?"

Vodka glanced at his watch and realized that there was only one minute left until the agreed-upon 4 a.m., but he still hadn't seen Itakura Taku. A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

However, Vodka wasn't too angry, because he had already decided to kill Itakura Taku after getting the software, so there was no need to get angry with a dead man.

Vodka pressed his earpiece and asked, "Are the snipers all in position?"

To prevent Itakura Taku from suddenly calling the police, Vodka even arranged for two snipers to keep watch outside.

Even if there were police lying in ambush inside, he could escape unscathed under the cover of snipers.

If there weren't many police officers, Vodka wouldn't mind silencing them along with Itakura Taku.

Of course!

Vodka didn't think Itakura Taku would dare to call the police; otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to help the organization develop that software in order to save his own life.

"Sniper number one is in position!"

"Sniper number two is in position!"

"Very good! You all keep a close watch outside, don't let a single cockroach escape."

After receiving confirmation from the snipers, Vodka took out his flashlight and walked into the dark underground station.

"Da da da……"

At four in the morning, Xianqiao Station was unusually quiet. Vodka's footsteps echoed in the empty station, like the call of death, drawing ever closer to the underground level.

"That Itakura guy still hasn't arrived. What a nuisance!"

When Vodka arrived at the agreed location but didn't see Itakura Taku, he pursed his lips impatiently and lit a cigarette.

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Chapter 481 Life or Death

"That is……"

Vodka, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked around and his gaze was suddenly drawn to the check on locker number 0032.

Vodka walked to the storage cabinet, picked up the check tucked under the door, and thought to himself, "The amount on this check seems to be the same as the amount we gave to that guy Itakura."

"Click!"

Vodka casually stuffed the check into his pocket, then reached out and opened the cabinet door in front of him, where he saw a CD.

"This must be the software designed by that Itakura guy. What a cautious coward."

Vodka spat out the cigarette from his mouth, pressed his earpiece, and said, "I think that guy Itakura is still lurking around. Find him and take him out!"

Conan, hidden in the shadows, saw the cigarette at Vodka's feet and a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Everything is going according to plan!

Vodka suddenly shouted, "What?! You only saw one drunkard, and another kid went into the station? That's impossible! Itakura is definitely nearby, find him right now!"

Upon hearing this, Conan's expression immediately turned rather grim; it was obvious that the "brat" Vodka was referring to was him.

To avoid being discovered by the Black Organization, Conan secretly looked around before entering the station, making sure he didn't spot anyone suspicious before sneaking inside.

Conan is very confident in his observational skills; otherwise, he wouldn't have become a famous high school detective.

The only explanation for this situation is that Vodka had snipers positioned outside the station.

Therefore, Conan couldn't see the snipers with his naked eye, while the snipers could see him through their scopes.

It's obvious that the Black Organization's power is far greater than Conan imagined!

"Crack!"

Just as Vodka was enraged, Gin, dressed in a black trench coat, silently appeared behind him and pressed a pistol against the back of his head.

Feeling the icy sensation on the back of his head, even the battle-hardened vodka was startled and his whole body trembled!

"Vodka, what do you want to do?"

Hearing the familiar questioning voice behind him, Vodka breathed a sigh of relief: "Big brother, what brings you here?"

Gin said indifferently, "That's the question I should be asking you. Isn't the transaction scheduled for tomorrow at noon?"

Vodka replied honestly, "Itakura said that he couldn't come at that time tomorrow, so we changed the time."

"Oh? Did he ask you to change the transaction time from 12 noon tomorrow to 4 a.m. today?"

"No... that's not how it is. I set the time. When that guy was receiving emails at his villa in Gunma Prefecture, there happened to be a power outage due to snow, so he couldn't use his computer to receive emails. That's why we switched to using the phone to communicate."

After listening to Vodka's explanation, Gin also put down his pistol and said meaningfully, "It seems that guy has already guessed that we will silence him after the deed is done."

"Brother, although that guy had already guessed our purpose, we still managed to get the software."

Feeling Gin remove the gun from the back of his head, Vodka quickly took out a CD from the cabinet and handed it to Gin with a forced smile: "And that guy's heart isn't very good either. Even if we don't do anything, he probably won't live for more than a few days."

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Looking at Vodka's silly and naive appearance, Gin said helplessly, "Do you really think that Itakura guy will obediently hand over the software?"

"Brother, what do you mean by this? Isn't the software right here?"

Gin didn't rush to answer Vodka's question. Instead, he pointed to the tape next to the CD case and asked, "Do you know why he would deliberately put this kind of tape next to the CD case?"