Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

One, two, three...

Dozens of bombs, that's quite a haul.

I looked at the Soul Space and holy crap, it was practically a mini armory, with bombs piled up like small mountains.

Judy breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the bomb in front of her disappear into thin air.

Fortunately, there was a powerful Onmyoji present, otherwise the FBI would have been in complete chaos.

An FBI agent is patrolling the hospital ward.

Suddenly, a scene appeared on the television screen with a hospital ward as the background, and in the center of the screen was a woman wearing a hospital gown.

He knew this woman very well; he had been checking on her almost every day recently.

It was Rena Mizunashi!

"W-what's going on? Isn't Rena Mizunashi still lying in the secret ward?" The FBI was shocked.

Rena Mizunashi in the scene spoke.

"I'm so sorry to have worried everyone. My injury has healed now, and I'll be back at work soon. I look forward to your continued support!"

Upon hearing her say that, the FBI could no longer remain calm and immediately rushed out of the ward and ran towards Rena Mizunashi's ward.

Along the way, he encountered more and more FBI colleagues.

Finally, a group of FBI agents gathered outside the hospital room.

The door to the ward opened, and several investigators came out, looking at everyone with some confusion: "What happened?"

The FBI agents peered inside.

Inside the ward, Rena Mizunashi lay quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, showing no signs of distress.

The FBI agents who arrived were stunned: "Why is she still in the room? What's going on on TV???"

“That video is fake,” Judy’s calm voice came from behind.

"It seems we'll have to go through with that plan after all."

Across the street, Gin used an infrared camera to aim at the hospital room.

A large group of red figures were gathered at the door of a certain room.

Gin looked at the screen, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Like flies swarming around garbage!"

“And it’s getting bigger and bigger!” Vodka chimed in.

"Building 4, Ward 305, is this Kiel's room?"

"Hmph! Now that we know where Gil is being held, leave the rest to us, big brother!" Vodka said confidently.

Gin sneered and shook his head: "I never cared about the room where Gil was locked up from the beginning."

"Huh?" Vodka asked, somewhat puzzled.

Gin said calmly, "The key is to make them realize that we already know Gil's location. It's like driving a terrible nail into their brains."

"Now, let's see how those panicked flies fly."

He stared intently ahead, as if he could see the FBI agents who were completely at a loss.

"Damn it! So everything they did before was just to pinpoint the location of the ward!" Carmel's face was filled with anger and frustration.

Judy's expression was also grave: "Now we can only proceed with the final plan we decided on this morning."

"As planned this morning, the three cars left the hospital at the same time, heading in different directions. The car was meant to lure their people as far away as possible."

“Leave the transportation of Mizunashi Rena to me!” Camel said with a confident smile.

Judy looked calmly at Carmel: "The fear of death is often more terrifying than death itself. Carmel, you are not the right person!"

Carmel's eyes widened, and he said angrily:

"I've long since disregarded life and death since I became an FBI agent. Anyway, if I die, no family member will be sad for me. Who is more suitable than me?"

Judy's lips curled into a strange smile.

"Of course there are. The least afraid of death are, of course, those who are already dead..."

Ten minutes later, three vans in the hospital parking lot started up simultaneously and drove out of the parking lot.

A moment later, they drove out of the parking lot.

Meanwhile, upstairs opposite the main gate, a sniper rifle was already aimed at them.

"Gin, there are three cars in total. Our target should be in one of them, right?" Chianti's report came through Gin's ear.

“Hmm.” Gin responded calmly, then said, “Then, Cohen, you go after the first car.”

"Ireland, you go and keep an eye on the second car."

“Vodka, you go follow the third car. Vermouth and I will stay here to monitor the hospital’s movements, in case these three cars are decoys.”

Gin glanced at Vodka, who had been waiting for a long time.

"yes, Sir!"

Vodka gave an OK sign, then twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle instantly accelerated and sped away!

Soon, Judy's car also drove out of the parking lot.

She was driving a small car and was alone in it, but Gin still didn't let her go.

"Vermouth, Judy is in your hands now."

On the last motorcycle, Vermouth tossed her blond hair, put on her helmet, and roared away.

A dozen minutes later, looking at the three infrared photos of the van that were transmitted back, Gin let out a cold laugh.

"You cunning FBI agents, you're just trying to cover it up."

"There were seven or eight people in the first and second cars, Judy followed far behind the second car, and only the third car, which Vodka was following, had only two people."

"Are you trying to make me think that Kiel is in the second car?"

"Because Kiel was unconscious, he needed to lie on a stretcher. The FBI must have thought I would make that assumption, so they deliberately created a diversion by having Kiel sit in the passenger seat of the third car, pretending to be an FBI agent."

"Too bad, you can't fool me at all!"

Gin said, starting the car: "Everyone, assemble at Vodka's! Kiel is in that car."

"Understood!" everyone replied.

Thanks to Patrick Star 9527 for the monthly pass.

Chapter 389 Vermouth and Gil are sisters

"Judy, the people following us have all disappeared. They must have found Rena Mizunashi!"

Carmel's anxious voice came through the headset.

"What?" Judy shouted. "Everyone turn around immediately and support the third vehicle."

Her voice was very anxious, but her expression was completely different.

A slight smile appeared on his lips.

Everything is going according to Akachu-san's plan.

The Black Organization's coordination was truly excellent.

Gin stared intently at the third van not far away.

The van suddenly accelerated and sped through the traffic.

Gin's expression shifted slightly, and he stepped on the gas.

Behind his car, several people on motorcycles also began to accelerate.

Gin frowned slightly as he watched the car ahead speeding up.

Just as he was about to draw his gun and shoot the tires, something strange happened in the van.

At first, it swayed left and right like a drunkard who had drunk too much, and then its speed suddenly decreased.

Following closely behind, Gin and his group all changed their expressions slightly and immediately maneuvered their vehicles to avoid them.

However, to their surprise, the 657 van crashed into the bridge railing in a nearly out-of-control manner before finally coming to a stop.

Gin and the others stopped their car and approached the van with wary expressions.

Just as they were less than five meters from the van, the passenger door suddenly opened.

The men immediately raised their pistols.

A figure dressed in FBI attire and wearing a baseball cap, carrying a handgun, staggered out of the car.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Gin and his group.

Gin and the others' expressions all changed!

"Kil?" Vodka exclaimed.

That's right, the person who got out of the passenger seat was none other than Gin and the others' target for this rescue: Rena Mizunashi!