Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 199 Gentai Mitsuhiko is in danger!

"By the way, how many members are there in the Junior Detective League now?"

Since Conan is here, does Anya also have to be here?
Ai Haibara felt that she should join the team so that she could better manage Anya.

"Ania, Ayumi, me, Genta, and Conan are the five of us. If Haibara joins us, our little group will become six."

"Ania is here too?" Ai Haibara turned around and glanced at Anya, who was covered in cold sweat, with an expression that said, "I knew it."

But what's wrong with this little girl? Has Xia Chuan already told her that he's going to stay at her house and tutor her?

Why do I feel like I'm seeing demons and monsters when I see myself?

She wasn't a terrorist; at most, she had researched Drug A. As for those who died from Drug A, that was Gin's fault. She was just a researcher, and research was her job. She had no right to interfere with how Gin used drugs.

(д；) Oh, I'm so afraid, Aunt Joel, I want to go home.
The school bell rings.

Anya was filled with fear all day, but the school bell finally gave her a sense of security.

Anya glanced at Ai Haibara, who was still packing her things, and quickened her pace, wanting to distance herself from her.

However, she had only taken two steps when Ayumi grabbed her arm.

"Ania, we haven't checked our mailboxes yet. We might have another request today!"

Ayumi wasn't about to let Anya off the hook. They were all part of the Junior Detective Club, so they had to be all together. Even if they were going home, they would first check their mailboxes for any requests for help.

the other side.

Natsukawa left the temporary base in Shibuya.

After talking, Natsukawa confirmed that Gin would not be going to the deal with him, but was only sending Vodka as his assistant.

"If it's vodka, then there's no problem."

He was worried that if Gin himself were to make the transaction, he would be caught red-handed.

If it's vodka, then it's fine. This idiot (crossed out) is rather dense; even if there are flaws in the plan, he won't notice them.

However, Gin did guess some things about the gunpowder.

He asked if the theft of the Natsukawa Toyo gunpowder depot was related to this transaction.

After all, the timing is too close.

He had just informed Xia Chuan that he wanted explosives when the Japanese gunpowder depot was robbed. He didn't believe there was no connection between them.

Natsukawa shook his head to indicate that he didn't know, but Gin didn't press the matter further.

He didn't care about the source of the explosives as long as he could get them for free, as long as it wasn't a conspiracy by the police.

When Xia Chuan got home, he first cooked dinner. He wasn't home when Ai Haibara first came to his house, and he wondered if Ai Haibara would have any objections.

But it's not a big problem. Shirley is already an eighteen-year-old adult, so she should understand him.

After cooking, it was already past six o'clock.

"They're not back yet."

Standing at the window and observing the scene below, Xia Chuan suddenly remembered that in the original story, after Ai Haibara enrolled in school, a case seemed to occur immediately.

It was a counterfeit money case, and Conan mistakenly thought that the group making the counterfeit money was related to the Black Organization.

Conan and Ai Haibara should be able to handle this kind of minor matter well, so he doesn't need to worry about anything; the possibility of an accident is extremely low.

I had to go "trade" with Teiji Moriya that night, so I didn't have time to pay attention to anything else.

Joel is in an even worse situation. Because of the explosion and the theft of explosives, he has been temporarily transferred to another department and is expected to work overtime until very late.

After feeding Bond a dog food and leaving a note on the table, Xia Chuan went to work.

I've been quite busy lately, but there's nothing I can do about it.

Having just become Gin's trusted subordinate, I definitely need to appear diligent and useful.

After Xia Chuan left, Bond ate a few bites of dog food, then suddenly looked up at the door as if thinking about something, then shook his head and spat the dog food back.

No, where's my dog ​​food?
Bond tilted his head and thought for a while, then walked to the living room, used his paw to turn on the switch of the French windows, pushed it open, and ran out.

We agreed that Anya would eat canned dog food three times a month. It's one thing if she goes to school at noon, but it's already evening and Anya still hasn't come home to feed her.

The dog didn't understand, so it prepared to search for its master's whereabouts and silently used its precognitive ability to find out where Anya had gone.

After a long while, its eyes suddenly widened, and it ran off in one direction.

Meanwhile, the Junior Detective League officially became a six-member team of 5+1 and began investigating the case of the disappearance of the older brother of a classmate from Class A next door.

Conan was initially uninterested, but after seeing a portrait of Natsume Soseki at the other party's house, he gradually began to have bad suspicions.

Natsume Soseki, missing, painting.

Conan immediately connected this incident with counterfeit money.

He only recently saw the news about the rampant counterfeit money, and there is a possibility that there is a connection between them. The older brother of the classmate in the next class may have been hired by the counterfeit money gang to draw Natsume Soseki.

Whether it was the detective's luck or something else, when they passed by the convenience store, Conan spotted another suspicious person using Natsume Soseki's counterfeit money to buy cigarettes.

Thus, Conan officially established the connection between Natsume Soseki and the counterfeit thousand-yen bill.

To prevent the Junior Detective League and the client from the next class from getting hurt, Conan initially planned to shake off the others and investigate on his own. However, the clever kids discovered the problem and he had to follow them again.
Night fell completely, dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and streetlights guided the Detective Boys on their way.

"Is this right here?"

Next to the police station near Dadu Station, in front of the Mihana Trivia Newspaper, Conan pondered for a long time.

"This must be the place. There are printing presses and men in black. It must be a counterfeit money gang."

"The man in black, could it be from that black-clad organization you just escaped from?"

Conan was a little worried. Those men in black were not easy to deal with. All six of them were children and had no fighting ability whatsoever. Going up against them would inevitably be a suicide mission.

Ai Haibara leaned close to Conan's ear and teased, "Perhaps, what are you going to do, Detective?"

"Judging from your expression, these men in black printing counterfeit money don't seem to be from the Black Organization." Conan looked directly into Ai Haibara's eyes, but her eyes remained calm and unmoved.

If the man in black printing the money is a member of the Black Organization, Ai Haibara should be just as excited as him.

But how did she know that these people had no connection with the Black Organization?

Sure enough, this guy was hiding something from me.

Conan's expression turned serious. Just as he was about to ask a question, Sherry waved her hand and said, "The organization wouldn't do such a thing. Wouldn't it be more effective to rob a bank or extort money from some rich people?"
Although counterfeit money is not easy for ordinary people to detect, those who trade with organizations are not innocent either, and naturally they can tell the difference between real and fake banknotes.

Printing counterfeit money is too impractical and carries too much risk.

"So Gin and his team don't have a counterfeit money printing business?"

"certainly."

Conan sighed, his interest dampened by Ai Haibara's actions. He glanced at the police station next to the "newspaper office" and sneered, "It's darkest under the lamp. The police probably never imagined that someone would be printing counterfeit money right next to a police station."

"Is my brother in that newspaper office?" The little boy from the next class frowned. He wanted to rescue his brother, but considering his age, he knew that going up would only give the bad guys another hostage.

"Let's go! We'll expose this newspaper's true colors right now!"

Genta and Mitsuhiko didn't consider anything else and went straight across the road to open the first-floor door of the newspaper office.

"Hey!" Conan's expression changed drastically. He stepped forward to stop the two and pointed to the police station next door. "The bad guys who print counterfeit money may have a handgun. Let's notify the police first."

The two children were a little unhappy, but after thinking about it, they realized that it made sense and could only give up reluctantly.

“Ania, why don’t we call your Aunt Joel?” Ayumi stopped Conan, who was about to call the police. “Isn’t Anya’s aunt a police officer in the Metropolitan Police Department? Wouldn’t it be better to just notify her directly?”

"Yes, I forgot about it."

Conan walked up to Anya, who was lost in thought, and waved his hand in front of her eyes a few times.

"What are you doing?" Anya pushed Conan's hand away in annoyance. She was already unhappy, and Conan was bothering her at this time. She thought he might as well send the video of him knocking out Uncle Mori to Uncle Mori.

"Hurry up, call your Aunt Joel!"

Anya said "Oh," then rummaged through her pockets before suddenly pausing.

"what happened?"

"I think I left my phone in the drawer and forgot to bring it back."

"It failed me at the crucial moment, how annoying!" Conan sighed impatiently and headed towards the police station.

Mitsuhiko and Genta whispered a few words to each other, and while the others were focused on Conan, they sneaked into the newspaper office.

They needed to demonstrate the Junior Detective League's capabilities to Ai Haibara, letting her know that joining their team was the right choice.

They're just a counterfeit money gang. As long as they expose their identities, they'll be crying their eyes out.

The police station was right next door, so the two children weren't worried at all about what the other party would do to them.

"Wang!"

After Anya came to her senses, she suddenly heard a dog bark. At first, she thought it was Conan, but then she suddenly found something furry nudging her.

Look down.

"Bond, what brings you here?" Anya was surprised and scratched the dog's head, somewhat puzzled.

Bond should be sleeping soundly at home right now, why would he be out looking for her?

"Wang Wang Wang."

Bond called out several times, as if he were speaking to Anya.

"I see." Anya and Bond exchanged glances, as if they understood Bond's babbling.

"What's going on?" Ai Haibara's expression was a bit strange. This Anya was even stranger than she had imagined. She was actually talking to a dog?
“Ania has an amazing ability, she can talk to Bond!” Ayumi said with a smile. “I used to think Anya was bragging, but later I found out that Anya does seem to have the ability to communicate with Bond.”

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Ai Haibara ignored it, thinking it was just childish innocence, that she was being deceived without even realizing it.

After finishing his conversation, Conan walked back somewhat dejectedly. Judging from the expressions of the two police officers who received him, the conversation did not go smoothly.

The other party probably took Conan's call to the police as a child's joke, after all, who would believe that there is a counterfeit money manufacturing base next to the police station?

"How is it?" Ayumi asked.

"No, the police don't believe me at all."

"Could I borrow the police station's phone number? I remember Aunt Joel's phone number."

Anya, who had just finished talking with Bond, looked serious. Then she glanced around and noticed that Mitsuhiko and Genta were not with her, and she became a little anxious.

Bond just told her that Genta and Mitsuhiko broke into the counterfeit money production base, were discovered, and eventually became hostages of the counterfeit money gang when the police arrived.

That won't do; as the group leader, she has a duty to protect the safety of the group members.

We must act now.

We'll deal with Ai Haibara later; for now, the priority is to rescue Mitsuhiko and Genta.

Before Conan could answer, Anya had already strode into the police station and pitifully borrowed a phone from the police officer.

"Huh, where are Genta and Mitsuhiko?"

Ayumi glanced curiously at the spot where the two had been standing and asked curiously.

"Oh, it seems like those two just sneaked into the newspaper office," the client from the next class pointed to the slightly ajar door of the newspaper office.

"Damn it!" Conan's expression changed drastically. He glanced at Anya, then at the door, and finally walked in with a grim face.

"What about us?" Ayumi was a little conflicted, unsure of who she should side with.

"Let's go up and take a look with Conan." Ai Haibara felt that there shouldn't be any major problems. With her and Kudo there, dealing with a few criminals should be more than enough.

A minute later, Anya returned to her original spot after making the call, only to find that not only was Genta Mitsuhiko gone, but Conan, Ayumi, and Ai Haibara had also disappeared.

After glancing again at the half-open door beside her, Anya already had a guess in her mind.

"Oh no, what if Conan and the others get kidnapped too?"

Ai Haibara doesn't care, since she doesn't like her anyway.

However, Conan and Ayumi are both members of the Detective Boys. As the leader, her motto is to never abandon or give up on anyone.

In an instant, she forgot all about what Aunt Joel had just told her.

The moment she took a step, Bond grabbed her hem tightly.

"Let me go! As the leader, I can't watch my members go to their deaths." Anya's gaze was firm, as if nothing could sway her.

However, the reality is cruel.

The reality is that she couldn't resist Bond at all and was firmly pinned to the spot.

Anya glanced at the newspaper office, then at the police station, and decided to call Aunt Yor again.

It would be very dangerous for Conan and his group to go in. If they wait for Joel to arrive, it will probably be too late.

Anya may be young, but she is definitely not stupid. She absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die at this time.

It would be best to have Aunt Joel directly contact the police officers at the police station and ask them for help.

Although Aunt Joel had just said that it would be best to wait until she brought people over, as the police station's manpower was limited and the counterfeit money gang might escape, there was no time to worry about that now.

When Anya entered the police station for the second time, the people upstairs had already encountered robbers.

"do not move!"

Conan stood at the second-floor doorway, pressing down on the trembling shoulders of the client from the next class, and couldn't help but shake his head inwardly.

Children shouldn't come to places like this; it's too dangerous and could easily lead to trouble.

"Genta and Mitsuhiko..."

The client covered his mouth with one hand and pointed behind Genta and Mitsuhiko with the other.

The two stood in front of a television, which displayed surveillance footage from various locations throughout the newspaper office.

Behind them, a fat man in black approached with a sinister smile.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)