Conan Rick's Investigator

It was not until that moment that Vermouth realized that there were real angels in the world.

Rather than an angel who has fallen into hell...

"No, you are familiar with it."

Elena Miyano stopped fiddling with her fingernails and looked down at Vermouth's face.

"According to the intelligence obtained by the organization, you could have decisively dealt with the two witnesses at the dock, but they are still alive in the end..."

"That girl named Mao Lilan went to New York last year. She met you once through the introduction of Fujimine Yukiko."

"After learning about these things, the elder was a little worried that you might not be loyal enough to the organization now..."

After hearing what Elena Miyano said, Vermouth's expression suddenly changed and she began to defend herself.

"No!"

"That time, someone from the FBI came out to mess things up, and I didn't have time to deal with them!"

"And last year in New York, I only met him once because we were acquaintances, that's all!"

Vermouth's tone was urgent.

But Elena Miyano just stared at Vermouth's face calmly, then leaned back, her back against the backrest of the back seat, and said coldly.

"If this happened to any other member of the organization, they would have been executed long ago without even having the chance to explain themselves..."

"But the adult will not easily kill you considering that you are the 'child's mother'."

"So, since everything is just a coincidence as you said, then just treat this as an insignificant 'punishment'."

Miyano Elena's body leaned back, and her tightly closed lips obviously would not give any further explanation.

Besides, the decisions that "that adult" has made have always been unquestionable.

After realizing this, Vermouth could only watch Ran Mouri and the others on the tablet, her slender fingers pinching until they turned pale.

At this moment, Mao Lilan and others were unaware that danger was around them and were still immersed in the almost one-sided tennis final.

Only Conan frowned, his focus not on the court, but on why Qin Zhibo didn't answer the phone.

Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.

Chapter 1300 Cooperation

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Conan felt the vibration in his trouser pocket and quickly took out his cell phone. It was indeed a call from Qin Zhibo.

Mao Lilan, who was standing next to him, also saw Conan take out his cell phone and asked, "Is there a call?"

"Yes! It's Agasa..."

Conan wanted to use Dr. Agasa as an excuse, but when he thought of the doctor watching the game on the court, he quickly changed his words and said, "It's a call from Huiyuan. I'll go out and answer it!"

Conan quickly left with the phone in his hand, and as soon as he reached the aisle of the auditorium, he quickly answered the call.

"Conan, did you just call me?"

On the other side, Qin Zhibo was walking on the sidewalk on the street, holding a mobile phone in one hand.

"Well, I wanted to ask you, how is your reasoning about the code going?"

"Am I overthinking it?"

More than an hour ago, Conan called Qin Zhibo, who was far away in Japan, and asked him to decipher the last key content of Hades' code.

At that time, Qin Zhibo was on the bridge, using Michael's identity to attract Vermouth to appear, while thinking about the secret code.

But just when he had some ideas in his mind, the fake Akai Tsutomu, disguised as Vermouth, appeared on the bridge, causing him to be unable to take care of the matter for a while.

It was not until I checked my phone just now and found a missed call from Conan that I remembered this matter again.

"About the secret code..."

Qin Zhibo was just about to make inferences when several police cars sped past on the street. The shrill sirens made passers-by frown and look sideways.

Qin Zhibo followed the police cars whizzing past and found that they were heading towards the intersection where the car crash happened.

It is estimated that there is a gun hidden in the car, and passers-by have called the police.

At the same time, the sound of sirens also reached Conan's ears.

Conan's eyes changed, and he immediately asked alertly: "Is it a case?"

"Yes, a case just happened here, so I didn't have time to tell you..."

Qin Zhibo was not lying. After all, the situation just now could be considered a case.

"Regarding the code, since you have already deciphered the meaning of each of the seven codes, you should understand that the final message the prisoner wants to express can only be composed of the content of the entire code."

"Combined?" Conan asked in confusion, "But how?"

Qin Zhibo said calmly: "It's very simple. According to the order in the code, connect all the locations expressed by the code in sequence, and that is the final information that this code wants to express."

"what?!"

Qin Zhibo's words were like enlightenment to Conan. His eyes widened immediately, and he did not hide the realization in his eyes at all.

Yup!

How could I have forgotten this!

Conan gritted his teeth and looked around, trying to find a map of London.

But this is a tennis court, how could there be people selling maps?

At this moment, Qin Zhibo, who guessed that Conan was looking for a map, said directly on the phone: "I have already marked the map points here..."

“The entire route starts from Big Ben, makes a big circle back to Big Ben, and then extends a line to Mason’s China Shop below.”

"Judging from this figure, it might be a balloon..."

"But if it is related to a certain place in London, it should be a long-handled racket, similar to a badminton racket, or..."

"Tennis racket."

Tennis racket!

Woo——!

As Conan walked out of the ticket gate, excited cheers came from the stadium behind him.

He had already prepared to leave the stadium and head to the target location to stop the crime as soon as he learned the final location of Hades' crime.

I had already thought of an excuse for Mouri Ran and others, saying that it was a sudden call from "Kudo Shinichi" who said he had cracked the code or something.

But now, when he heard the keyword "tennis racket", he stopped immediately.

Tennis racket?

that is not……

Qin Zhibo on the other side continued: "If I remember correctly, the Wimbledon tennis tournament is being held in London today, right?"

"And today seems to be the finals. I think the murderer's final crime scene should be there."

Qin Zhibo raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was now 2:30 in the afternoon and the game had already started for half an hour.

Even if Conan rushes over now, he can't get in without a ticket.

The only way is to report it to Scotland Yard and let the police deal with it.

But just when he thought so, Conan murmured on the other end of the phone.

"Actually, I'm at the Wimbledon tennis match right now..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhibo's face was shocked.

What kind of disaster-befalling physique is this!

He quickly asked, "Why are you there?"

Conan replied: "The ticket was given by the rich lady who invited Uncle Maori to visit London. Uncle Maori, Xiaolan, and the doctor are all in the audience now..."

"Rich woman?"

Qin Zhibo was a little surprised. Are all rich women nowadays so generous?

Not only are the air tickets and accommodation included, but tickets to such a heavyweight event are also included.

However, he did not pay much attention to this, and continued to ask: "Then did you find anything unusual on the court?"

"abnormal?"

Conan was puzzled, because he was busy thinking about the secret code and didn't pay attention to what was happening on the court.

At this moment, a number of spectators walked out from the entrance behind him.

The audience gathered in groups of two or three, discussing the content of the game with slightly regretful expressions on their faces.

"I didn't expect the first set to end so quickly, and the crushing victory was so great..."

"Yes, she is the world's number one queen of grass court. I didn't expect her to score 0:6..."

"Maybe I'm not in good shape today. I'm afraid this game will be difficult..."

The audience passed by Conan, but what they said entered Conan's ears.

Conan suddenly remembered what was broadcast on the London news that morning, saying that Minerva Glass was the favorite to win this year, and 70% of people believed that she would win the women's singles championship.

But this is only the first game and the score is already 0:6?

Could it be...

An idea suddenly occurred to Conan, and he quickly said to Qin Zhibo on the phone: "I think I have some clues..."

"I'll contact you later!"

After saying that, Conan immediately hung up the phone and ran towards the stadium against the flow of people coming out to the bathroom.

When Qin Zhibo heard that Conan decided to solve the incident alone, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Although he has not paid attention to this matter in the past two days, he cannot help but watch the news on TV.

Hades is an extreme revenger who is seeking revenge for his deceased mother. Not only did he kill friends who advised him to buy stocks and gamble, he even blew up a hospital last time.

The target this time is the tennis court, and judging from the scale, the method of retaliation should also be a bomb.

If not handled properly, Hades could very well detonate the bomb prematurely, causing heavy casualties.

And maybe Conan himself didn't care that his greatest reliance - the watch-shaped anesthetic needle - had been used up when he was fighting Kuroba Kaito at the airport.

"Um……"

Qin Zhibo pondered for a moment and thought about his current situation.

The "fishing plan" failed. Vermouth was rescued, and Mary is now unconscious. She must be sent to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible.

After she wakes up, she will have to use her MI6 identity to escape the police investigation, so she cannot meet up with her immediately.

The Hobbs Thaumaturgy Troupe's performance officially starts at 3 p.m., which is still half an hour away.

But with Kuroba Kaito watching over there, there shouldn't be any problem.

After much thought, Qin Zhibo decided to go to the Wimbledon tennis court first to resolve the bomb incident.

……

Centre Court, Wimbledon.

Conan ran back to the center of the aisle of the stadium's audience seats and looked around the entire stadium with a serious face.

This is a super large stadium that can accommodate 15000 people. Judging from the area, Hades’ bomb should not be able to flatten the entire stadium.

In other words, he should have placed the bomb somewhere separately.

Who will be the target?

Audience seats?

VIP viewing area?