Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 757 Rescue the Hostages
"No!" Conan lowered his head and rested his chin on his hand, recalling the memory: "I remember that the footprints on the ground were slightly different in size and the patterns were not the same. She couldn't possibly wear different styles and sizes of shoes every time she went to the yard, could she?"

"There is another very important place."

The detective's eyes lit up as he looked up at Xia Chuan: "Uncle Xia Chuan must have noticed too, right?"

"Yes."

“Those footprints only show signs of going in, not coming out, and the fact that they left water stains means it must have been during the period when it was just raining, which fits the premise that Hattori found the address at the Minamikawa house.”

If Natsukawa hadn't mentioned those small details, Vermouth would never have noticed them.

Her deep eyes lingered on Xia Chuan for a long time.

No wonder Gin has been tricked so many times; with that ability to spot details, the organization might be able to deduce the whole plan if they just slip up at the slightest mistake.

She suddenly realized that perhaps none of the codenamed members within the organization had Xia Chuan as an undercover agent; perhaps the peripheral members did, and that was enough for Xia Chuan.

This ability to easily unravel mysteries with just a little evidence is even more impressive than Conan's. Perhaps only Yukiko's daughter possesses such superb reasoning skills.

Indeed, the best way to understand Xia Chuan is to get close to him.

“Natsukawa-nii, if Kazuha and the other two are at Miss Ito Misari’s house, why would she ask her to do this when she is clearly a righteous lawyer who represents ordinary people at low prices?”

Ran shook her head in confusion. She had only heard about the other person's positive image from Eri, and now she was suddenly told that he was actually a bad guy. No one would believe it.

"Some people are genuinely doing this for the benefit of society, while others may not be. Sometimes ordinary people are also a social resource. By accumulating goodwill among ordinary people through lawsuits, they may not be wary of doing certain things later."

Xia Chuan's words were too realistic, and Xiao Lan, a high school student, couldn't understand them.

"Alright, Xiaolan, you don't need to worry about it. These things are still a long way off for you."

Vermouth tenderly stroked her future daughter-in-law's hair and gently patted her shoulder to comfort her fragile heart.

"Hey, who's the real son here?"

Conan looked at his mother with tears in his eyes. She was hitting him hard, but being gentle and considerate to Ran. What was she planning to do?
Moreover, since this face belongs to Fumiyo Edogawa, even if Ran accepts the comfort, she won't know that she is Yukiko Kudo, and Shinichi Kudo won't be able to benefit from it.

"Should we call the police now?" Xiaolan recovered from that strange feeling and found that she had reflexively taken out her phone.

“No need.” Xia Chuan shook his head and analyzed, “Kenbashi-cho is quite a distance from the Metropolitan Police Department. It will take Inspector Megure a lot of time to get here. I’m worried that the local police station isn’t very capable, and they might not believe what we say. Besides, our contact just now may have alerted them. The police’s arrival would have been too much of a commotion.”

"Father, are you going to make a move?"

Anya's eyes turned into little stars: "Ania can make a documentary about her father and show it to Aunt Joel later, or put it on the screen as a display of her father's heroic deeds when he proposes."

"Hey, Natsukawa-nii is proposing!?" ×2
"Uh, not that fast."

Out of the corner of his eye, Xia Chuan glanced at Vermouth and noticed that she seemed lost in thought. His expression immediately darkened.

Anya realized she had said the wrong thing and immediately lowered her head and remained silent.

Xia Chuan sighed inwardly and changed the subject: "I just used Hattori's father's identity to test Ito Misari. Now she will definitely discuss with her accomplices how to deal with it."

"Hey, there are accomplices?"

"Of course, those footprints were messy and there were at least four or five people. Besides Hattori and Kazuha, Misari Ito had at least one accomplice."

The group was at an intersection where they could see the second floor of the Ito family's house from afar.

Xia Chuan's attention was focused on the window. After waiting for a while, he finally saw three figures walk past the window. Recalling the layout of the house where the staircase could be seen from the entrance, he figured that this direction should be downstairs, and the timing was perfect!
The dimly lit attic on the second floor of the Ito residence.

Hattori Heiji, his body bound with hemp rope and bearing multiple bruises from beatings, sat cross-legged on the ground, turning his head to look at the only ventilation window in the attic that offered a view of the outside.

At this moment, his heart had already turned cold.

Natsukawa and Conan, seemingly unaware of Ito Misari's problem, have already left.

Damn it, he should have made some noise. He missed the chance just now, and I wonder when the two of them will realize that Misari Ito has a problem.

Misari Ito kidnapped him in order to decipher the code left by Mr. Minamikawa.

As for Mr. Nanchuan, he lay upright in front of him, already lifeless.

According to Misari Ito's explanation, Mr. Minamikawa had evidence that she was using ordinary people to launder money, and he came alone to stop her or to extort her.

As a result, Misari Ito did not play by the rules and simply killed the person.

Fortunately, Mr. Nanchuan had a backup plan. He didn't carry the evidence with him, but instead kept it in the Mika Bank, which requires a six-digit password to open.

Mika Bank closes at 5 p.m., and if the evidence isn't withdrawn today, it will be taken to the newspaper tomorrow. There are about two hours left.

Two hours have passed; who knows if Natsukawa-nii will be able to recover and find himself and Kazuha.

He wasn't too scared; he really didn't believe the other man had any tricks up his sleeve. He had a solid foundation in swordsmanship and could run fast.

But there's also Kazuha.

Aikido is utter garbage! They shouldn't have been caught so soon after arriving at Misari Ito's house, but Kazuha was completely unprepared. As soon as she entered, her head was pinned down, and she didn't even have a chance to demonstrate her Aikido skills.

He was then given a severe beating.
"Heiji, that old lady suddenly called those two away. Could she be planning to kill us to silence us?"

"I'm so scared." The two were tied up, hugging each other back to back. Kazuha thought the atmosphere was nice, but it was a pity they couldn't hug each other face to face.

"Please, if you're scared, could you please stop moving around? You just got caught in the rain, and your clothes are so thin; I can feel your back against my skin."

Heiji Hattori didn't say the word "temperature," showing he still had some sense of propriety.

Kazuha Toyama's face flushed slightly, but she didn't seem to care much.

We must intensify our offensive efforts.

Just the day before yesterday, that girl, Koyo, actually managed to get away from me and then secretly went to find Heiji. By the time she found out, it was already evening. The two of them had dinner together, and Koyo left with a radiant smile. I don't know what happened in between.

"Do you know Mr. Nanchuan? Or did Uncle Yuanshan tell you any details? This code is all numbers, and I don't know anything about Mr. Nanchuan, so it's almost impossible to decipher it."

“As I said, Dad said that Mr. Minamikawa was obsessed with horse racing and gambling. He had previously lost his job because his gambling had affected his work and the debt collectors had caused a huge disturbance. That’s why he quit his job and went to Tokyo to become a detective.”

"Want to gamble?"

Hattori Heiji muttered two words, already having an idea in his mind.

Normal people would design passwords and codes based on their professional knowledge or hobbies. He had previously tried numerical codes related to police and detectives, but they were all wrong. It seems that this is related to gambling.

"I see. Don't worry, Kazuha, I will definitely get you out of here. There's something else I want to tell you after we get out!"

Hattori Heiji's face was full of confidence; perhaps only at this moment did he have the courage to express his feelings.

Moreover, saying it this way can also allow your brain to perform at its best.

It must be said that Heiji Hattori knows how to unleash his potential.

"Boom boom boom!"

"What was that sound, Heiji? Did you hear it?"

"Don't bother me, this code is a bit complicated, I need some quiet time to think."

Heiji Hattori was completely focused on the code. He had a good idea, but there were many numbers related to gambling, which needed to be investigated.

"But why don't you take a look anyway?"

"I'll answer when I think of the answer."

Kazuha Toyama's expression was strange as she watched the only piece of glass in the attic being slowly cut open from the outside. Her expression changed from bewilderment to surprise, and then to delight when she saw Natsukawa.

"Brother Xia Chuan!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, they're still downstairs."

Xia Chuan carefully removed the glass completely, placed it aside, and quietly walked in.

After untying the rope, he gestured to Kazuha, "Let's go."

"Ok."

Xia Chuan quickly took Kazuha downstairs. When he came to the window of the attic again, he found Hattori Heiji still engrossed in studying something, not even noticing that the ropes binding him had been untied.

"Hattori, what are you doing?" Natsukawa reached out and patted the other person on the back.

"Hey, leave me alone."

Hattori Heiji waved his hand impatiently, and only after this habitual gesture did he realize that his hand seemed to have been freed.

Looking at his chest, he realized that the ropes binding him had been untied at some point.

The high school detective looked completely bewildered. Realizing the voice was off, he turned around and exclaimed in surprise, "Natsukawa-nii, you're back!"

"You don't seem very happy to see me. Do you really want to be killed by those people?" Natsukawa patted Hattori Heiji's face with a smile. "Or do you not want to confess to Kazuha?"

Even though the room was dimly lit and Hattori Heiji had dark skin, he still blushed at Natsukawa's teasing remark.

"Hey, what are you saying? I don't understand at all."

“I heard everything just now.”

"So you hid outside for a long time and waited until I finished speaking before you made your move?" Hattori Heiji's eyes gradually distorted, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to bury his head in.

How embarrassing, especially in front of Brother Xia Chuan.

His mature and composed detective image was almost completely destroyed.

"After all, we need to assess the situation first."

"Hey, so when you say that, was it you who suddenly came downstairs together earlier?"

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(End of this chapter)