My life in Tokyo

"Catch Kidd!"

"Where is Kidd? Has anyone seen Kidd?"

The lights have not been restored yet, and only the emergency lights are dimly on. The police support provided by the Metropolitan Police Department and the security forces of the Suzuki Group are of little use in this dim environment.

Kuroba Kaito hid in the dark, holding his breath, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the security forces that were close to him went away.

"Uncle Terai, thank goodness for you, otherwise I really can't think of a solution!"

He was filled with emotion and held the gem in front of his eyes to admire it.

Earlier in the exhibition hall, he disguised himself as Suzuki Jikichiro and took advantage of the first lights out to drape the display case with the tulle that he had prepared earlier.

The tulle was actually a photograph, covering the display case to create the illusion that the jewels had been stolen.

But he wanted to take this opportunity to cut the jewels away, but he never expected that the policeman named "Aguya Kiyoaki" was too decisive and directly blocked the exit, leaving him in a dilemma.

The second power outage and light outage came at the right time.

"Master, this power outage has nothing to do with me." He didn't know if it was because of the high altitude and poor signal, but Kuroba Kaito only felt that the old butler's voice was intermittent and seriously distorted.

But the solemnity and tension in the other party's tone were transmitted through the electronic waves.

"Master... I have lost the authority to conduct real-time monitoring. Please... leave the Twin Towers immediately."

The old butler only had time to say this sentence before a sharp buzzer sounded from the headset.

Kuroba Kaito's ears were pierced by the sound and he hurriedly took off his headset. When he put it back on, he could no longer contact the old butler.

This doesn't seem to be a signal connection issue.

Kuroba Kaito's face also became solemn. He picked up the jewelry and did not stop. He followed the route he had already memorized in his mind and arrived at the helicopter landing platform safely. There were two Black Hawk helicopters parked here, and the wind was strong and fierce at high altitude.

"It's finally over." He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's over, not yet~"

Then he heard a second voice in the empty elevator.

That was the childish voice of a little kid.

Kuroba Kaito's body stiffened slightly and he turned around, only to see a boy with glasses and a suit coming out from behind a helicopter.

"I already guessed that you would leave from here, Kaito Kid!" Conan pushed his glasses and spoke righteously.

Kuroba Kaito laughed.

It was indeed embarrassing to have his escape route discovered, but since the other person was a child, he found it amusing.

"Little detective, I have to say, you are much better than those useless policemen!"

He stood on the edge of the sky, with his back to the vast and endless land, and smiled handsomely at Conan: "But how are you going to stop me from leaving?"

Leaving these words behind, he opened his arms and let gravity pull him.

Conan was frightened by his crazy behavior and hurried over, only to find a white shadow flying freely in the sky with the wind.

Kaito Kidd opened his hang glider and waved goodbye to Conan, looking handsome and cool from behind.

Then--

It was as if invisible tentacles rose from both sides of the tall building walls and slammed down towards the white bird soaring in the sky.

Conan only saw Kaito Kidd, like a bowling ball, changing from a graceful gliding object to an acceleration-controlled object, crashing towards the lift platform where he was.

Conan's expression changed greatly.

He quickly pressed the belt, and a football popped out from the middle part of this high-tech belt made by Dr. Agasa. The football was still inflating wildly and narrowly caught Kaito Kid.

"I...."

Kuroba Kaito climbed down from the large inflatable football with difficulty, and forced a smile at Conan, but then he vomited blood and his face became listless.

"Little detective, you saved me..."

"Don't be so stubborn, how did you get injured?"

Conan looked at his injuries, then looked up at the dark sky in confusion. He couldn't imagine how the other party got injured at such a high altitude where even a sniper rifle would be less effective.

"I do not know either."

Kuroba Kaito staggered to his feet and turned around, only to find that his glider was completely damaged by the heavy blow.

He still felt a lingering fear when he recalled the strange shock he had just experienced.

"I was flying in the air and it felt like something hit me."

"Hey, little detective, I lost my hang glider. Are you going to arrest me?"

Even now, he shows his optimism.

"You should return the gem to the Suzuki Group!" Conan said, "I'm a detective and you're a thief. Do you think I will protect you?"

He stared at Kaito Kidd, picked up the brooch-shaped walkie-talkie, and contacted his fellow detectives.

"Sizzle~Sizzle~"

There was a chaotic sound coming from the intercom.

Conan frowned. He had never encountered such a situation before.

"Hehe, if I can't get in touch with you, then I'll just run away~" Kuroba Kaito teased.

Conan glared at him, and finally, a human voice came over the intercom.

"Hey..." Conan started to speak, then suddenly closed his mouth.

"This is Maintenance Team 2. We are performing electrical maintenance work and have arrived at the 13th floor."

A male voice giving a work report came from the intercom.

This is a series of radio waves.

Conan wanted to readjust the radio frequency, but at this moment, a terrified scream came from the intercom: "There is a ghost——"

Following this loud scream, there was chaos on the other side, with screams, roars, and messy footsteps.

Conan stopped and listened to the voice on the other side.

The sounds from the other side gradually changed from complex to simple, and finally to dead silence, with no more sound coming from them.

“…”

Conan's face was solemn and nervous. He adjusted the volume to catch the voice from the other side.

Finally, he heard a faint sound.

It is an extremely subtle sound that you will never hear unless you listen carefully.

That is,

Cry.

A woman crying.

Resentment and grievance.

"whee."

Just as he was trying hard to catch the faint sound of crying, a very clear laugh came from the walkie-talkie. This laugh, like ice water, soaked Conan's body and mind and made his back cold.

He turned around blankly, only to find that Kaito Kidd had been squatting beside him and had also heard the strange sound.

The two had similar expressions.

"Xiaolan!" Conan suddenly came to his senses and wanted to go to the banquet hall, but was stopped by Kuroba Kaito.

He struggled hard, trying to protect his childhood sweetheart.

"Calm down, little detective!" Kuroba Kaito looked at the dark door nervously and held Conan in his arms: "We have to find out what happened in the Twin Towers!"

...

"Damn it, what the hell is going on in this place?"

Chianti hurriedly held a sniper rifle and walked through the building with his companions, as if they were avoiding something?

She hid in the dark and observed her surroundings.

Ever since the blackout in the Twin Towers, she felt the atmosphere was becoming increasingly eerie. The original staff members were disappearing one after another.

Now it was as if she and her companion were the only two people left in the entire building.

Even the waiter disappeared!

If only people disappeared, it would be fine, but what happened next was one strange thing after another, the non-existent human figure in the mirror, the child reflected in the sniper scope, and the frequently flashing emergency lights.

It was as if this building had suddenly turned into a place of strange stories.

"Cohen, say something!"

Chianti is almost driven crazy in this environment.

She would rather help the organization kill hundreds more people than continue to stay in such a hellish place. Cohen, who was originally taciturn, did not say a word for a long time.

Cohen had his back to her but did not answer.

"Can you say a word?" Chianti got angry and slapped the other person on the back.

But at this moment, Cohen's voice came from her headset.

"Chianti, where are you?" the other party asked coldly.

Chianti: "Are you stupid? I'm with you..."

She suddenly choked and her body began to tremble involuntarily. Cohen's voice continued to come, but it was a little nervous: "Together? But we separated at the intersection!"

Chianti turned off the headset and curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a bleak smile.

She looked at the figure in front of her and said softly, "Actually, I think you are the real Cohen."

'Cohen' finally responded and turned around slowly, but his face was blank, without any facial features.

"Ah, I knew it..."

Chianti suddenly raised the sniper rifle.

A high-pitched and terrified scream was fired along with the explosive sniper bullet.

...

Gin and Vodka walked cautiously in the dim corridor, looking for the demi-human Sato.

Don't mention the Asian Sato.

The two of them didn't see a single living thing along the way.

"Brother, something seems to be wrong..." Vodka leaned closer to Gin, he was so scared.

Gin stopped and frowned.

He also noticed the unusual atmosphere.

"Gin."

At this time, Cohen's voice came from the headset: "I found Chianti. She is not very conscious at the moment. She keeps saying that she has seen a ghost."

"Ghost?" Vodka took a breath and moved behind Gin calmly.

Gin's expression suddenly changed.

"Abandon the mission, let's evacuate!" He gave the order decisively.

"Are we going to evacuate like this? We haven't even started to clean up the traitors yet?" Vodka said.

"Evacuate!"

Gin is beyond doubt.

He knew clearly that there were such things as "evil spirits" in this world, but he had never encountered them. However, the organization had conducted research and discussions on evil spirits, and many supernatural events were recorded in the organization's archives.

Gin quickly switched channels and contacted his companions outside, hoping that they would come and pick him up.

But he couldn't contact his companions, and only noisy sound waves came from the communicator.