Conan: Rice Flower Spring

Chapter 413, Section 407: Shinichi, this thing is much more useful than deduction (Part 2)

Inside the stadium, the people who had been watching Hiruta were removed. Unsurprisingly, the Metropolitan Police Department detectives still couldn't come up with any good ideas.

So, under Inspector Megure's arrangement, they planned to wait until the criminals withdrew the money before making their move.

The money delivered by Nichimi TV was placed in a trash can designated by the criminals, and police were stationed all around the trash can.

The detectives from the First Investigation Division, who had come to the scene with Inspector Megure, were all disguised and scattered around the trash cans.

Ran Mouri wasn't among the disguised detectives, but she wasn't far away. In fact, it wouldn't have mattered if Ran Mouri had stood next to the trash can.

The criminals who came to withdraw the money would never have imagined that a girl who looked to be only a high school student could have such a connection with the police.

Ran Mouri chose a great location, with a clear view of the Metropolitan Police Department detectives' setup and the trash cans containing cash.

"Hmm, did Inspector Megure send out too many detectives? The match inside is still going on, it's unlikely there would be so many 'pedestrians' here at this time, right?"

Ran Mouri's assessment was still too mild; what the detectives of the First Investigative Division produced could hardly be called a pedestrian.

Some were reading newspapers, some were pretending to pass by, and some were young couples on their way to meet.
This camouflage looks quite natural outside the stadium, but they're inside the stadium now!

Especially the one reading the newspaper. Cheers, screams, shouts, and applause kept coming from inside the stadium.

How can you concentrate on reading the newspaper in such a noisy environment?

Is this right?

Besides, the game is in full swing right now, so even if the audience needs to go to the restroom, they either run there or hold it in.

How could there be so many idle people loitering around the trash cans in the passageways inside this stadium?

"Ran is right. Officer Sato, lead some of your men to withdraw! Also, Takagi, you and Chiba should go find some of the venue staff and borrow a couple of sets of uniforms from them!"

It's suspicious that spectators are wandering around the area, but it's perfectly reasonable for staff to be anywhere in the venue.

With this in mind, Inspector Megure quickly completed the personnel adjustments.

Next, we just wait for the criminals to appear, and then subdue them in one fell swoop!
Time ticked by, and just as the stadium erupted in cheers once again, a man wearing a trench coat, sunglasses, and a face mask appeared furtively in the tunnel.

The appearance of this figure raised everyone's guard, simply because the person looked too suspicious.

Describing him as having shifty eyes is not quite accurate, because none of the people present could clearly see what he looked like.

But this man was sleazy and furtive, and there was a sense of malice emanating from his very bones.

Of course, neither Ran Mouri nor the detectives had the habit of judging people by their appearance. The main thing was that this person looked around after coming out of the passage.

He then went straight to the trash can behind the wall, lifted the lid, and was about to take out the bag inside.

Thanks to the presence of 10,000 yen notes, a single handbag could hold the cash the thieves wanted.

The weight of the banknotes immediately brought a smug smile to the criminal's face behind his mask.

Two hundred million yen! He had never seen so much money in his life.

What's the best part? It's that this 2 million yen is just the beginning!
The gang leader who found him had already revealed part of the plan to him; the 2 million yen was just a deposit they received from Nichibumi TV!

They will also receive a huge sum of 10 billion yen later.

That's 10 billion! He's never even seen 2 million yen in his life, let alone 10 billion.

What did the leader say before the operation? That's right!

[With something this serious happening, it's impossible for Nichiuri TV not to call the police. Since they can't verify our identities, they'll definitely try to find out by staking out the banknotes. Just stay calm and let the cops answer the phone.]

Yes, the cops will be rushing towards me next. Sure enough!

Hiruta's accomplice stood up, carrying the money, and looked at the plainclothes officers rushing towards him from not far away with a mocking expression in his eyes.

What good will rushing ahead now do? In the end, won't you still have to obediently let yourself go?

Wait, what's that?!

Hiruta's accomplice suddenly felt like he was seeing things; it was as if he saw a blurry figure rushing towards him.

How fast would you have to be to become a blur? Would that even be human?

However, a few seconds was enough for Hiruta's accomplices to confirm that what was rushing towards them was just a blur.

"I**!"

The person is not good!
At this point, Hiruta's accomplices were no longer concerned with distinguishing between friend and foe, and besides, how could he possibly encounter friendly forces at this moment?
Just look at that aggressive momentum!

Hiruta's accomplice immediately reached into his pocket; he now had two life-saving items in his hands.

A pistol, given to him by the leader. It was a last resort for self-defense, a symbol of equality for all.

Another type of life-saving device was specifically designed to target the police, and he carried both types on his person.

In other words, whether he's pulling out a gun or taking out his phone, he needs to put his hand inside his clothes.

"Xiao Lan, watch out! That guy probably has a gun!" Lin Longma shouted, his voice clearly reaching Xiao Lan's ears.

Just as Lin Longma gave the warning, the assailant reached into his coat, which allowed Ran Mouri to instantly identify her target.

It was the thug's hand that reached inside the trench coat!

Despite moving at high speed, Ran Mouri's legwork was precise, and she kicked the assailant's hand. To be precise, she kicked the object in the assailant's hand while still wearing her trench coat.

Immediately following was a tremendous force.

The thug standing on the ground was kicked into the air by Ran Mouri, which was a true levitation.

Hiruta's accomplice finally pulled his hand out of his trench coat. His hand was covered in blood and had plastic shards and metal parts stuck in it.

The life-saving gadget that Hiruta gave him, the special version made for detectives, was rendered unusable.

Hiruta's accomplices no longer cared about any divine artifacts; Ran Mouri's kick had already given them the terrifying feeling of death brushing past them.

On the other hand, Ran Mouri looked completely calm and composed, as if the kick she had just delivered was nothing out of the ordinary.

It's obvious that this is a girl who has the ability and the intention to kill him!
Ran Mouri, standing before the thugs, glared angrily at the furtive and pitiful man before her:
"So it was you who extorted money from Nichiri TV and took 56,000 spectators in the stadium hostage, right?"
You despicable bastard!

Ran Mouri's words were utterly harmless; while they weren't exactly coquettish, they had virtually no deterrent effect.

But how can the power of words compare to the power of physical violence?

I may not be able to verbally break you down, but believe me, I can definitely beat you to your knees.

Ran Mouri's application of karate is so simple and unpretentious.

(End of this chapter)