Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 949 Grip the Steering Wheel Tightly!
"Gin, I need your help."

His breathing was heavy, revealing his anxiety and a slightly hurried manner.

Gin looked down at the caller ID.

I've never seen this number before, but this phone is specifically used to contact the boss.

"Who are you."

"I am a close confidant of the master, but I cannot tell you my specific identity or name. You should know why; I am in trouble."

Gin was silent for a moment, lit a cigarette, and instead of asking about the trouble, asked, "Can't even you guys get in touch?"

"As you should know, this happens every now and then, and during this time, the people around you will also lose contact with the outside world. So, I can only ask you for help, and only you can help me."

"explain."

Gin's voice was cold and concise; he knew that the other party had no choice but to approach him.

"I need you to help me distract Kogoro Mouri for three days."

"In addition, assassinate Kondo Hatsuichiro, president of Kondo Import & Export Company."

Gin frowned; he didn't want to agree.

Kogoro Mouri is close to Natsukawa, and interfering with him will inevitably lead to a confrontation with Natsukawa.

As for the other person...

Kondo Import & Export Company.
He has had contact with them in the past few months.

Several arms purchases were organized through this company, which supplied a considerable number of weapons to the Japanese branch.

There are even highly destructive shells that can be used simply by reassembling them.

He immediately confirmed the other party's identity.

This is an undercover agent working for the boss, responsible for smuggling contraband into the country.

He went undercover at Kondo Import & Export Company.

If they refuse, they will have to find new sources of firearms, which will cause them a lot of trouble.

"I see."

Gin hung up the phone immediately.

"Vodka, we have work to do."

Vodka immediately stood up. "Big brother, is there any news from Kusuda?"

"Are you sure you want to take action against Sera Masumi?"

Gin soon found out about Kusuda Rikudō's affair.

Although she wasn't punished, Gin has informed us that this matter needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, because others might find out about Sera Masumi's situation soon.

If the Red Team gets involved, things will become even more complicated.

"No."

Gin gently shook his head: "Something else."

"Inform Cohen to assassinate Kondo Hatsuichiro of the Kondo Import & Export Company."

Vodka didn't hesitate and went straight out.

The older brother's expression suggests that something very important has happened.

Sakon Yusuke's worries were not unfounded; Kogoro Mouri, who possessed Conan, had already discovered something strange.

Through the research institute where Ghana worked, he learned that the other party had shown signs of being followed in the past week.

This is very suspicious.

She was being followed, but she ignored it and instead started investigating whether her boyfriend was cheating on her.

A normal person would definitely consider their own safety first, and even if they are not in a hurry, they should consider both aspects at the same time.

"Uncle Kogoro, it seems we still need to meet the woman who appeared in the photo at Miss Kano's house."

You mean her best friend?

"Yes, that's him."

As darkness fell, Conan's heart sank deeper into darkness.

He needs to speed things up.

Things seemed complicated. He had expected to run into Xia Chuan in the afternoon, but he didn't.

This is very strange; there must be something he hasn't noticed.

Their target this time was Ghana's best friend, a woman named Kuga Mitsuyu.

The other party has a good relationship with Ghanaia, and may know some other information.

"Uncle, turn ahead," Conan reminded him.

However, the Mercedes showed no sign of stopping and continued driving, even running red lights.

"Hey, Uncle Kogoro."

Receiving no reply, Conan's expression changed. He turned around and saw Kogoro Mouri slamming on the brakes.

"Damn it, how could the brakes suddenly break down?"

Damn!

The car was already traveling at 60 km/h and was still going up.

At this speed, they might crash into a car coming from the side at the next red light.

It happened so fast, the second traffic light was right in front of us.

Just then, the green light turned red.

Fortunately, the vehicles ahead had already passed.

The problem is that there are even more vehicles traveling in the left and right directions, so it's not much better than a rear-end collision.

"Uncle, you crashed into the roadside green belt."

"Of course I know."

The car sped along like a runaway horse, and people on the roadside scattered in panic when they saw it hurtling towards the sidewalk.

Fortunately, the car wasn't going to kill them. It turned around at the green belt location, its wheels drove over the steps of the green belt, and sped up into the dense greenery.

However, even Kogoro Mouri wouldn't dare to drive at that speed directly against the tree trunk.

Conan smashed the glass window with his watch.

huh~
The telescopic sling swung out and wrapped around a roadside fire hydrant.

"Uncle, grip the steering wheel firmly and don't do anything!"

"What did you say?"

Kogoro Mouri was sweating profusely, constantly testing the feasibility of braking, but to no avail.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt his car jerk, as if it had been hooked by something.

Looking back, I felt a chill run down my spine.

Conan's suspenders were somehow stuck in the passenger seat, with one end sticking out of the car.

Before he could even open his mouth and speak, Kogoro Mouri felt something pull the car body up, lifting the front of the car upwards.

Rumbling--

The passersby scattered in terror.

Someone has already called the police.

Some people were too scared to speak.

But they all saw it.

Just now, this car did a backflip on the green belt.

If the police are told this, will they believe it?
Never mind, let's call someone over first.

Half an hour later.

Inspector Megure stood next to Kogoro Mouri, while several forensic investigators examined the car.

"Are you sure something was tampered with?" Inspector Megure asked sternly.

Kogoro Mouri wasn't sure either, but his car was different from other cars; it was regularly maintained, and the last maintenance was just last week. How could the brakes fail so soon?

And it was the kind of complete malfunction.

"Inspector Megure, Mr. Mori, the investigation is complete."

The forensic officer walked over, scanned the two men's faces, adjusted his hat brim, and said in a deep voice, "The brakes have indeed been tampered with; judging from the marks, it must have been done not long ago."

"It should have been when we were chatting with the people at the research institute just now."

"Inspector Megure, please take Conan back first. This matter is definitely not simple, and I need to continue investigating."

Kogoro Mouri loosened his tie, his gaze solemn.

It was obvious that he was angered.

"Ah?"

Conan blinked. No, being angry is one thing, but why doesn't he want to be himself?

Without himself, there would be no sleeping detective, who solves cases without relying on marksmanship.

However, in the time it took him to stand there in a daze, Kogoro Mouri had already left.

"hateful!"

Conan stomped his foot hard, just about to chase after them.

Suddenly, a feeling of being spied on arose spontaneously.

It felt as if a pair of eyes appeared behind him, glanced at him for a fleeting moment, and then quickly looked away.

Conan turned around but found nothing, but his racing heart told him that he wasn't mistaken.

It felt like I'd run into someone from a distillery.
The sudden change made Conan afraid to do anything reckless, and he obediently went home with Inspector Megure.

Xiaolan had already gone home and prepared the meal.

"Conan, Dad told me to keep an eye on you. After you finish eating, go back to your room. Haibara has already brought you your homework for today."

Conan's mind was completely blank; he didn't hear a word Ran said.

When eating, the food tastes bland, yet it's a pity to throw it away.

"No, I have to go find Brother Xia Chuan. There's no mistake about that feeling just now; it must be the distillery."

“If it’s Natsukawa-nii, he’ll definitely know what the relationship is between Sakon Yusuke and the brewery.”

Suddenly, the TV switched programs to the news screen.

"According to reliable sources, the president of Kondo Import & Export Company was assassinated on his way home at 5 p.m. this evening."

"The assassin's information is unknown, but it can be confirmed that the sniping distance exceeded 450 yards."

"Mr. Hatsuichiro Kondo has been taken to the hospital for emergency treatment. There will be follow-up reports. Thank you for watching."

"What's going on in Tokyo lately? There are so many messy things happening, even someone like Kondo Hatsuichiro was assassinated."

"Kondo."

Conan's mind raced. If he remembered correctly, he should be the father of Sakon Yusuke's girlfriend!
Damn!

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm full and going back to my room to do my homework. I'll go straight to sleep later."

Conan quickly ran back to his room.

Natsukawa received this information earlier than Conan.

He was also surprised, not expecting it to be a sniper attack.

Four hundred and fifty yards is a distance that ordinary people cannot achieve, and Sakon Yusuke doesn't seem like someone who can snipe.

Based on this, it can be inferred that Xia Chuan suspects it is related to the winery, most likely Cohen.

This was something Xia Chuan hadn't expected.

In his understanding, his confidants and the distillery should be separate entities.

There might be some special explanation here that I'm unaware of.

Late at night, in a VIP ward of Mihana General Hospital.

Riai Kondo pushed open the door and came out.

"Don't worry, Miss, we will take good care of the master. You should go home and get some rest. I will let you know when the master wakes up tomorrow."

The person speaking was the Kondo family's butler, and he was speaking softly to the eldest daughter of the family, Kondo Riai.

"But."

"If you do this, the master will be heartbroken when he wakes up. Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

"Ah."

Riai Kondo nodded and left under the escort of her bodyguards.

The corridor began to quiet down.

This is the most luxurious ward in Beika General Hospital, and there aren't many patients living there. Today, the entire floor is occupied only by Kondo Hatsuichiro.

His surgery did not go very smoothly, but at least it was Beika General Hospital, and he was eventually saved, though he remains in a coma.

The bodyguards are located in the lobby downstairs, near the elevators on the ward floors, and at the door of the rooms.

The Kondo family doesn't need police protection because the police force they can provide is limited; all they need to do is catch the murderer.

The security was three layers deep, and the butler lived in the next ward and was dozing off at this moment.

He glanced at the time; it was past midnight. He took one last look at his master before returning to his room to sleep.

The bodyguards at the door stood motionless like statues, but they would immediately become alert if they heard any noise.

Such as now.

One o'clock.

"Ding~"

"Gulu gulu."

"Hey, Number Three and Number Four, what's the situation over there?" the bodyguard at the door asked.

"Routine check-up, this is the attending physician's requirement, we need to check on the patient's condition about every four hours."

"understood."

As the bodyguard turned the corner, the doctor and nurse came out.

"I just spoke to the people outside."

“I know.” One of the bodyguards nodded, but still began checking the attending physician’s documents and medications.

The other person watched the two of them warily.

Everyone's seen movies before. While it's understandable to check things out in the middle of the night, in many movies, assassins infiltrate the scene at this time.

Fortunately, the two of them did not cover their faces as they would in a movie.

The visitors were the attending physician and the head nurse; they had seen these two people many times in the past few hours.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Shikami, we're just following the rules."

"It's alright," Dr. Shikami replied in a deep voice.

The two entered the room accompanied by a bodyguard, while the other person continued to perform his guard duties.

The bodyguard glanced at the hospital bed and explained, "The president hasn't opened his eyes for the past few hours, but his heart rate seems to be normal, without any abnormal fluctuations."

The bodyguard turned to look at the doctors, wanting their approval, but instead, he saw a karate chop.

The nurse skillfully pulled the bodyguard down and gently placed him on the ground. "Doing this is so easy. I really don't know how Cohen failed."

The doctor raised his eyes and saw through the small window that the bodyguard was still looking straight ahead, before saying, "Big Brother didn't send us here to chat. Let's deal with the person in front of us first."

The man who arrived was Kusuda Rikudo, and the woman was one of his subordinates.

This time, Gin even had Baileys disguise the two of them so that they could easily evade the bodyguards' screening.

Kusuda Rikudō strode into the ward and frowned as he looked at the old man who was still wearing a breathing mask.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that he made no further move, his subordinate asked curiously.

"fine."

He shook his head slightly, took out the injection needle, and injected himself!

"boom!"

The sound, like a balloon bursting, startled the two of them. Kusuda Rikudo blinked and looked at the person he had just pricked with a needle.

However, there was no sign of anyone; where he had been stabbed, there was only a human skin mask still hanging from the needle!

"An inflatable doll!?"

The woman behind him spoke in disbelief.

Kusuda Rikudo's expression turned ugly, and he immediately turned around.

Immediately, the door opened, and the bodyguard had already drawn his pistol and pointed it at the two men!

"lay down your weapon!"

"boom!"

The bodyguard's answer was a bullet that struck him squarely between the eyebrows.

"go!"

Kusuda Rikudo knew exactly what was going on. He rushed out of the room and, sure enough, saw five or six more bodyguards in the corridor.

Fortunately.

He breathed a sigh of relief, now he could confirm that these people were bodyguards and that there were other people watching over them outside!
Thinking of this, the corridor glass shattered, and a bodyguard was pierced through the temple. The inertia slammed him against the wall, and he was dead beyond any doubt.

The other bodyguards felt a chill run down their spines and quickly retreated.

Without hesitation, Kusuda Rikudo turned and left following the second retreat route.

(End of this chapter)