Detective Conan: Starting with Yukiko covered in black stockings!

They will become the beacon of hope for the city's future, shouldering the great responsibility of protecting the world and passing on justice, like torchbearers, passing the flame of justice from generation to generation, making the world a better place.

In the hospital, medical staff are like tireless angels, busily moving between the various wards.

They were dressed in pristine white work clothes and wore masks, revealing only their focused and warm eyes.

They used their superb medical skills to relieve the pain of those injured in the turmoil.

They carefully examine each patient's injuries, develop personalized treatment plans, and use the most advanced medical technology and equipment to treat the patients.

With their selfless dedication, they provided warmth and care to the injured.

They gently comforted the patients, shared stories of recovery, and encouraged them to build confidence in overcoming their pain.

They help patients turn over, change their dressings, and take care of their daily lives, making them feel the warmth of home.

The radiant smiles on the faces of every recovered patient are the best reward for the hard work of the medical staff and a vivid reflection of the warmth and hope that fills this city.

These smiles, like sunshine, dispelled the gloom of pain and brought life and vitality back to the city.

After recovering, the patients expressed their gratitude to the medical staff. Some presented banners, while others wrote thank-you letters. Every expression of gratitude embodies the hard work and dedication of the medical staff.

As time slowly passed, the city gradually ushered in new hope.

People emerged from the abyss of fear and despair, regaining their confidence and enthusiasm for life.

They are no longer shrouded in the shadows of the past, but bravely face the future.

On the streets, people's steps became lighter and more energetic, and their faces were filled with confident smiles.

They actively engage in their work and lives, contributing their efforts to the city's development.

In shopping malls, people select their favorite items and enjoy the pleasure of shopping; in restaurants, people savor delicious food, with laughter and chatter filling the air; in squares, people dance gracefully, showcasing the beauty of life.

However, no one has forgotten Cao Yu and the enormous sacrifices he made for this city and for the world.

His story spread widely throughout the city, like a spring breeze blowing through every corner, becoming a legend in people's mouths.

Under the shade of trees in the afternoon, the elderly tell children about Cao Yu's heroic deeds; in schools, teachers use Cao Yu's story as teaching material to educate students to be brave and righteous; in the media, Cao Yu's spirit is constantly reported, inspiring more and more people.

His heroic deeds inspire everyone, making them understand that in the face of difficulties, as long as we uphold justice and fight bravely, we will surely be able to overcome darkness.

Cao Yu became a hero of the city, and his name was deeply engraved in everyone's heart.

Finally, on a sunny day, a miracle happened.

The morning sunlight streamed through the cracks in the window, gently falling on Cao Yu's face, as if nature were tenderly awakening him.

Cao Yu's finger twitched slightly, a slight movement that seemed to set the gears of fate in motion, breaking the long silence.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, which had been tightly closed, now shone with a bright and resolute light, like a lighthouse suddenly illuminating the darkness, dispelling the last trace of gloom.

This light, full of vitality and hope, inspires all who see it.

Amuro Tooru was the first to notice Cao Yu's awakening. He shouted with delight, "Cao Yu 607, you're finally awake!" His voice was filled with excitement and joy, as if all his worries had vanished in that moment.

His voice echoed in the room, like a triumphant symphony.

Conan, Vermouth, and the public security special police officers, upon hearing the shouts, swarmed over like a tide.

Their eyes were filled with tears of excitement and joy, tears that contained their concern for Cao Yu, their relief at his awakening, and their expectations for the future.

Their faces were beaming with smiles, smiles like blooming flowers, full of happiness and emotion.

Looking at the familiar and friendly faces around him, Cao Yu's lips curled into a weak yet warm smile. He said softly, "How long have I been asleep? It feels like I had a very, very long dream." His voice was slightly hoarse, as if it came from a distant place, carrying a hint of weariness, but even more so, a sense of relief at waking up.

Chapter 312 Signs of Awakening

Amuro Tooru gripped Cao Yu's hand tightly and said excitedly, "You've been unconscious for a long time, and a lot has happened during that time."

The ancient organization has been completely dismantled, the mysterious ally is dead, and the city is gradually regaining its former vitality.

Since Cao Yu resolutely sealed that evil power and fell into an endless slumber, several months have passed silently, like a gentle stream.

Over these past few months, the city, like a phoenix that has been baptized by fire, is steadily moving forward on the road to recovery, with every inch of land and every corner radiating new vitality and energy.

Cao Yu's companions remained steadfastly by his side, like loyal guards, without ever slacking off or abandoning him.

The hospital room, specially arranged for Cao Yu, felt like an isolated island in time, filled with a solemn yet expectant atmosphere.

Inside the ward, everything was quiet and solemn, with only the faint beeping of the medical equipment breaking the silence, as if telling the story of the passage of time.

However, in this seemingly frozen moment, subtle and delightful changes are quietly taking place.

On this day, as usual, the morning sunlight streamed through the cracks in the window, gently and tenderly falling on Cao Yu's sickbed, as if draping a thin golden veil over his still pale face.

As usual, Amuro Tooru arrived at the ward early and sat quietly by the bedside, his gaze fixed on Cao Yu the whole time, his eyes filled with deep concern and earnest expectation.

He had lost count of how many days and nights he had spent by Cao Yu's side, praying sincerely in his heart that Cao Yu would wake up soon.

Just then, Amuro Tooru's sharp, eagle-like eyes caught an extremely subtle movement—Cao Yu's fingers, like flower stamens swaying gently in a breeze, suddenly trembled slightly.

The tremor was as light as a feather falling; it would have been almost imperceptible had Amuro Tooru not been watching intently.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Yu's brows furrowed slightly, as if he were waging a difficult and arduous struggle against some invisible yet incredibly powerful force.

Amuro Tooru's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of joy instantly spread throughout his body like an electric current.

He instinctively stood up immediately, leaned forward, and eagerly approached Cao Yu. His voice trembled slightly with excitement as he urgently called out, "Cao Yu, Cao Yu, can you hear me?" Then, without hesitation, he quickly pressed the call button on the bedside table. The series of rapid button clicks was like the stirring drumbeats that awakened hope.

The drumbeats echoed in the silent corridor, as if announcing to the world a possible turning point.

Before long, hurried footsteps surged from the end of the corridor like a tide.

Conan, Vermouth, and a group of hurried medical staff rushed to the ward.

Everyone quickly gathered around the bed, their eyes all focused on Cao Yu, their expressions a complex mix of tension and anticipation.

Conan's eyes gleamed with anticipation, as if searching for a glimmer of hope in the darkness; Vermouth bit her lip slightly, her expression calm, but the concern in her eyes was hard to conceal; the medical staff, with professional focus, were ready to make an accurate assessment of Cao Yu's condition at any time.

Cao Yu's body began to tremble slightly, the trembling starting gently and then gradually becoming more pronounced.

Fine beads of sweat, like glistening dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves in the early morning, slowly seeped out from his forehead, shimmering with tiny sparkles in the sunlight.

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to make a clear sound.

The slight movement of those lips seemed to be an effort to find a bridge to communicate with the outside world in a silent world.

A glint of excitement flashed in Conan's eyes, like a brilliant spark suddenly illuminating the darkness. He couldn't help but whisper, "It seems Cao Yu is showing signs of waking up. That's wonderful!" His words were filled with barely suppressed joy.

Vermouth nodded slightly, her eyes also filled with relief, but she remained calm and composed as always, saying, "Don't be too happy yet. We need to keep a close eye on his condition and can't be careless in the slightest."

The medical staff immediately and methodically began a comprehensive and detailed examination of Cao Yu.

They were focused, their eyes fixed on the data fluctuating on the various instruments, their hands moving with practiced speed and precision.

Chapter 313: We still cannot let our guard down.

As the various inspections progressed, expressions of surprise gradually appeared on their faces.

An older and experienced doctor looked up, a smile in his eyes, and said, "Judging from the current indicators, the patient's bodily functions are gradually recovering, and his vital signs are becoming more stable. This is indeed a good sign of awakening." Hearing the doctor's words, the heavy weight in everyone's hearts finally eased a little, and a relieved smile appeared on their faces.

However, everyone knew that they could not let their guard down until Cao Yu was fully awake.

Meanwhile, during the months that Cao Yu was asleep, Amuro Tooru and Vermouth never stopped.

They knew that although the evil power sealed by Cao Yu at great sacrifice was temporarily suppressed, the future world was still full of variables, and similar crises could resurface at any time.

In order to prepare for the future, they turned their attention to the 607 technology left behind by the once infamous Black Organization.

The Black Organization, a once-powerful force that roamed the shadows, has now been successfully dismantled. However, the many mysterious and dangerous technologies they once controlled are like time bombs hidden in the depths of darkness, posing both potential threats and the possibility of becoming the key to dealing with future crises.

With his extensive network of contacts in the intelligence community and his exceptional analytical skills, Amuro Tooru transforms into a tireless hunter, searching far and wide for any remaining technical data about the Black Organization.

He used every connection at his disposal, delving into every corner of the intelligence network, from long-abandoned, dusty outposts to extremely secretive, little-known archives, leaving no place unexplored for the possibility of obtaining information.

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Obtaining each piece of information is like finding a faint but precious glimmer of light in endless darkness.

He traveled around the world, secretly meeting with various intelligence informants.

In a dimly lit basement, in a secluded pub, in a corner of a bustling train station, he whispered to his mysterious informants.

Some of these informants were motivated by money, others by a sense of justice, and still others were captivated by Amuro Tooru's charisma, all providing him with various clues.

With his wisdom and prestige, Amuro Tooru unearthed every potentially useful piece of information from those hidden channels, treating each clue as a treasure and carefully organizing and collecting it.

He pieced these clues together like a jigsaw puzzle, gradually outlining the vague contours of the Black Organization's remaining technology.

Vermouth, on the other hand, made full use of her unique experience in the underworld and her interpersonal skills.

She was like an elegant and mysterious night owl, moving among various hidden channels.

She dressed up carefully and attended various secret parties under different identities.

At lavish manor parties and in shadowy underground casinos, she skillfully navigates the treacherous waters between right and wrong.

With her intelligence, charm, and extraordinary courage, she struck up conversations with mysterious figures who knew about the Black Organization's past.

Her eyes held an irresistible allure, and her smile concealed a perfect touch of mystery.

Amidst lighthearted conversation, she skillfully steered the topic, extracting key information from seemingly casual remarks.

Each piece of information is like a key piece in a jigsaw puzzle, gradually piecing together a complete technological blueprint.

She was acutely aware of the value and danger of this information; every exchange was like walking a tightrope, requiring utmost caution. But in order to find a way to deal with the crisis, she pressed on without hesitation.

Finally, after collecting enough data and information, the two plunged into the laboratory.

In the laboratory, various sophisticated instruments gleamed with a faint light, and complex chemical reagents emitted a unique and pungent odor.

The shelves were filled with all sorts of oddly shaped glass containers, the liquids inside shimmering with a mysterious luster.

Complex data flashed across the computer screen, as if telling the story of scientific mysteries.

They immersed themselves in the materials day and night, studying them relentlessly in an attempt to find a way to suppress the rampaging of abnormal forces.

The research and development process was extremely difficult, like trudging through a thorny and treacherous road.

Countless trials resulted in failure after failure.

Every failure was like a heavy hammer blow to their confidence, but they never once entertained the thought of giving up.

Chapter 314 unfolds a large number of rigorous experiments.

After each failed experiment, they would reflect deeply on the records filled with erroneous data and analyze every possible error.

They re-examined the precision of the instruments, scrutinized the purity of the chemical reagents, and meticulously refined the experimental procedures, leaving no detail overlooked.

Toru Amuro would calibrate the instruments again and again to ensure that every parameter was accurate; Vermouth would carefully check the source and quality of every bottle of chemical reagent, even tracing it back to the manufacturer.

They would also discuss the experimental procedures together, consider potential problems from different perspectives, and leave no stone unturned.

Through repeated failures, they continuously learned from their experiences and adjusted their strategies.

The proportions of various chemical components are strictly controlled to multiple decimal places. Any slight deviation may lead to the failure of the drug or even produce unpredictable and serious adverse effects.

Amuro Tooru and Vermouth spent many long, sleepless nights in the laboratory.

Their eyes were bloodshot from prolonged intense focus, and their bodies were weak from exhaustion, but their gaze remained steadfast, revealing a determination to never give up until they achieved their goal.

Finally, after countless arduous attempts and relentless improvements, they successfully developed a potion to suppress abnormal forces—the rampage.

The amazing thing about this medicine is that it can interact subtly and precisely with the body's own unique energy field, thereby effectively stabilizing abnormal forces and preventing them from going out of control.

When abnormal forces show signs of instability, the special ingredients in the potion, like agile and perceptive sprites, quickly and accurately penetrate to the source of the power.

These ingredients acted as if they were putting an incredibly strong, airtight shackle on the rampaging power, gradually calming the originally wild and unruly force back to calm.

To ensure the safety and effectiveness of the drug, they conducted numerous rigorous experiments under various simulated environments.

From simulating extreme environments with high temperature and high pressure to simulating various complex and ever-changing energy fluctuations, they used different types of anomalous force samples for testing.

Each experiment is a rigorous test of the drug's performance and an important examination of the results of their hard work.

They simulated a volcanic eruption-like high-temperature, high-pressure scenario, pushing the temperature and pressure to their limits in a specially designed experimental chamber to observe the inhibitory effect of the drug on abnormal forces under these extreme conditions.

The high temperature inside the chamber distorted the surrounding air, and the immense pressure caused the experimental equipment to hum under the strain, but they remained steadfast at the control panel, closely monitoring the various data.

They also simulated complex energy fluctuations, such as cosmic rays, and used special instruments to generate energy waves of various frequencies and intensities to test the stability of the drug under different energy interferences.

Every experiment requires a high degree of focus and patience. Any small oversight could lead to deviations in the results. Like travelers groping in the dark, they gradually found a way to make the medicine more perfect through their firm belief and unremitting efforts.

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Since Cao Yu fell into a deep sleep, Conan has devoted all his energy to closely monitoring unusual events around the world.