Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

So I looked curiously at the urban legend who was still wearing a black coat and black sunglasses, wanting to get an answer.

"Is it important?"

Nara Mitsuru did not intend to dwell too much on this topic.

He just said it calmly.

"Whether it's Yan Shuangying, Song San, Li Daxi, or Nara Hikaru... in the end, it's just a name, a title, a code name. There's no need to delve into its meaning."

"Find a place to hide first. I'll come find you after I finish my work."

After saying that, he turned around, but paused, took out a pistol from his arms and threw it behind him.

It fell right into the hands of Asai Narimi.

Suddenly, the doctor, who was determined to kill but had never touched a gun, caught the gun in a panic.

"Mr. Nara, what are you giving me?"

"I give it to you for self-defense. Remember to protect yourself and don't be stingy with your bullets."

Nara Mitsuru said this and planned to leave on his motorcycle.

He's wasted long enough here.

Even though he always leaves some time margin for his plans, in case something unexpected happens and he cannot achieve his expected goals as planned——

But plans never keep up with changes, don't they?

Just as Nara Mitsuru turned around, got on the motorcycle, and was about to start the engine.

The urgent sound of alarm bells came quickly from far away!

He immediately turned his head to look at the place where the alarm came from, but saw a rather spectacular scene——

Seven or eight Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department police cars are currently chasing an outdated luxury muscle car.

The speed of both sides has reached the extreme, like a few lightning bolts quickly passing through the streets and rushing into the distance.

However, with Nara Mitsuru's extraordinary dynamic vision, he was still able to clearly see the shape of the car being chased by the police - without a doubt, it was the Porsche 356A.

The Black Organization's ace of operations, Gin's car!

"You're actually here? Interesting..."

Gin drove a Porsche 356A and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The organization communicator next to him was reporting the location to him quickly, and the organization's insider who stayed inside the Metropolitan Police Department was helping him plan the route to ensure that he could break out smoothly.

However, Gin's attention was not entirely focused on the location and direction reported by the communicator.

His attention was drawn to the man in a black coat and sunglasses who had just appeared in his fleeting glimpse.

Although he didn't even get a clear look at the other person's appearance, as he had already merged into the nearby street scene that disappeared as quickly as a flash of light, as an ace member of the Black Organization, his intuition told him.

That’s right, the man who just appeared on the side of the street was the one he wanted to kill, the urban legend!

"This place is close to the Jianggutian area. Does that mean that even if Vodka's plan didn't succeed, it did attract the attention of that urban legend?"

Gin's mind was racing with calculations and plans, and the moment he saw the man in black, a cold and chilling smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Since vodka has attracted the attention of urban legends.

Then, the important thing that Vermouth deliberately concealed from him and even used him and Vodka as shields must be successful, right?

"Come on, Urban Legend... Let me see, can you get hurt and feel pain?"

Watching the pursuit vehicle disappear at high speed.

Nara Hikaru's eyes changed instantly, becoming sharper and more murderous.

He saw clearly that the moment the car passed by, there was a smile on Gin's face.

An enemy is laughing? Why?

That only meant that the enemy must have seen him and determined that something beneficial would happen to him.

buzzing————

The motorcycle immediately turned around, ran at full speed, and sped past.

In the blink of an eye, he ran through several red lights and sped along unhindered on the busy streets where it was not yet time to get off work and there was not much traffic.

On the roadside, two female police officers who had just set up a speed detector were turning it on to check the situation.

But they felt a black lightning flash across their sight.

Afterwards, the speed detector was blown to the ground by the strong wind and was destroyed on the spot!

"...Y-Is this the Metropolitan Police Department Traffic Headquarters?"

"This is Inspector Yumi Miyamoto from the Traffic Enforcement Section of the Metropolitan Police Department's Traffic Department."

The policewoman who came to her senses first quickly picked up the communicator and started contacting headquarters.

"I was testing a speedometer on the roadside with Miike Naeko, the patrol officer of the Traffic Enforcement Division of the Metropolitan Police Department's Traffic Department, when a black motorcycle drove by and blew the instrument over!"

"Huh? What's the license plate number... How can I possibly see it clearly? But, that car seems to be heading towards the Teitan school district!"

The police officer in the Traffic Headquarters who was in charge of connecting with Yumi Miyamoto was somewhat unconvinced.

How could there be such a fearless young man these days who can run so fast that he can blow over a speed detector?

Isn't that a pure modified car? The kind you can only drive at noon because it's bound to crash sooner or later.

Maybe someday, they will see news saying "bad news from the motorcycle community."

"Heading to the Teitan School District?"

Next to me, someone asked.

The operator from the traffic headquarters nodded subconsciously, then turned his head to look at the man in casual clothes.

asked somewhat surprised.

"Excuse me, sir. Who are you? Traffic police officers are not allowed to wear their regular uniforms during work hours..."

"Ministry of Public Security."

The man pulled his ID from his pocket and showed it to the operator.

Then he stood up and touched his forehead with a puzzled look.

"That's weird. Teitan School District? Is it Teitan Elementary School, Teitan High School, or Teitan University?"

Although it is not certain who it is.

However, Furuya Rei's intuition told him that the person who could do such a thing at this time must be the urban legend.

But he couldn't guess where in the Teitan school district the other party was going.

According to the information obtained by Furuya Rei, it seems that there are no members of the organization there...

"How strange... How about I go and take a look? It's not far anyway..."

Fūya Rei touched his chin and quickly came up with a plan.

As the saying goes, prevention is better than cure.

Although the urban legend and the Public Security Bureau of the Metropolitan Police Department have always been at odds, they are still on the same front when it comes to dealing with the organization. They won't fight as soon as they meet, right?

Chapter 24 Hello, are you Miyano Shiho, whose organization code name is Shirley?

At this moment, it was time to go home from school at Teitan Elementary School.

Haibara Ai absentmindedly put the books on the table into her schoolbag, stood up, ignored the other members of the Junior Detective League, and walked out on her own.

Suddenly, both Kojima Genta and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko were filled with indignation.

"Damn it, why isn't Haibara-san joining us today?"

"I thought that after we investigated the case regarding Toshiya's brother's kidnapping yesterday, Haibara-san had already joined our Junior Detective Team and would work with us in the future!"

Ayumi Yoshida hurriedly stopped Genta Kojima, who was rushing out and seemed to be going out to find Haibara Ai to ask her about the matter.

She dissuaded him softly.

"Genta, Mitsuhiko, forget it. Maybe Haibara-san has something else to do today?"

After Ayumi's persuasion, Genta and Mitsuhiko finally stopped talking.

They returned to their desks to collect their books, muttering quietly.

"Really? Everyone has the same amount of homework today. What could possibly be so busy?"

"It seems that we should call Conan today and continue our four-member operation of the Junior Detective Team..."

"Wait, where are Mitsuhiko, Ayumi, and Conan?!"

Having said that, Genta noticed that the Death God Elementary School Student had disappeared from the classroom at some point.

After a burst of shouting, the Junior Detectives, having lost their external brains, could only listlessly check the shoe cabinet to see if there were any commissions left for them by other students...

At this moment, Haibara Ai had already changed her shoes.

She put her indoor shoes into the shoe cabinet, then picked up her schoolbag and walked out of Teitan Elementary School.

For some reason, she subconsciously turned her head to glance at the small woods next to her, but the somewhat unfamiliar forest ranger she saw in the morning had disappeared.

Haibara Ai felt a little uneasy.

However, she didn't know where the source of her uneasiness came from.

Could it be that the Black Organization's investigation was really that fast? The person in black mentioned Karasuma Renya last night, and the organization's boss knew about it this morning, and her killer arrived that afternoon?

Even Voldemort in the modern magical fairy tale "Harry Potter" series doesn't have such speed, right?

Haibara Ai quickly walked out of the school gate and looked back.

However, there was no sign of the Death God Elementary School Student.

She was not surprised. After all, she had a quarrel with Kudo Shinichi last night, and the conflict between the two sides had intensified. Kudo Shinichi was unlikely to go back to Dr. Agasa's house with her.

Turning around, Haibara Ai carried her schoolbag and walked towards the direction of Professor Agasa's house in her memory.

Tick, tick, tick.