No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

"Yes, although I can't find it here, I have it here."

Haibara took the hairpin off her head, and her hair, which had been tied up, fell down.

"Hehe, I originally heard Kitahara-nii say that if I changed my hairstyle, it would be even harder for the people in the organization to recognize me, so I grew my hair long. I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time."

"Oh...this hairpin doesn't look like a product from Japan."

"Yes, that's right. This was given to me by my sister Evelyn. She said she bought it from a craftsman in Europe."

"Hiss—it can't be that expensive, can it?"

She said the craftsman only made ten of this type of hairpin, and each one was different, so I think it is probably priceless.

Startled, Conan almost dropped the hairpin. The thought of holding an incredibly expensive hairpin made his stomach ache.

"Alright, I've cut the rope on my side. Now I'll untie you."

The two guards at the gate were like deaf and blind children. After hearing Yuan Tai's snoring, they assumed that the group of kids were all asleep. So they sat at the gate playing blackjack, their attention completely focused on the cards. After all, they didn't think that the five kids could break free of such a thick rope.

Do we need to get more cards?

Trading halted!

"Ah, actually I think we can keep drawing cards."

"Are you kidding me? If you take it down again, it'll explode, huh?"

Suddenly, another voice was heard. The two guards finally came to their senses and looked behind them, only to see five little devils with kind smiles on their faces.

Conan and Ai Haibara each grabbed a brick and knocked the two guys who were still playing cards down. One of them seemed to still have a sliver of consciousness left, but Genta crushed him to the ground with a powerful blow, rendering him completely immobile, and then he was hit with another brick.

What is an anesthetic needle? A brick is much less effective.

"Let's go now."

The five men tied up the two unconscious guards, gagged them with socks, and locked them in the warehouse. After searching, they found that the two men didn't have cell phones on them, probably thinking that the children's guards wouldn't need them, so they had nothing on them except their wallets.

"Conan, what do we do next?"

"This is likely their hideout, so we're likely to run into their accomplices after we get out. They're all dangerous criminals with firearms, so we have to be careful. The three of you stay close to me and Haibara, understand?"

Oh!

The three kids shouted as if they were on a school trip, almost making Conan leave in a huff. Haibara immediately scolded the kids and told them to just stay quiet and follow them.

And so, they sneaked out of the abandoned warehouse. Fearing being seen by other bad guys, Conan found a cargo crate and, using the lock-picking skills he learned in Hawaii, opened it, which was originally full of goods. Then he let the children hide inside.

After finding a good hiding place, Conan went out to ask for help, or rather, he just needed to get a cell phone that could contact the police. But the current situation didn't seem to be one for relaxation.

Conan recalled what the radicals had said, and he suddenly realized that these guys seemed to be planning another attack that afternoon, so he was the only one who could notify the police.

Conan, who unwittingly finds himself in the enemy's lair, is once again filled with his old desire to bring the culprit to justice.

"Haibara, you stay here with them. I'll go find a phone or a stranger. We need to let the police know we're here."

"Please, great detective."

After Conan left, Ai Haibara, with her long hair, decided she needed to have Dr. Agasa research an invention that would allow her to directly contact Kitahara. After all, Conan's quirks could flare up at any time; the criminal they encountered this time wasn't very bright, but the next one might be different. If the next criminal was like Kitahara, preferring to shoot first and then question them, then even the most advanced investigative gadgets wouldn't help.

"Let's wait here for Edogawa-kun to come back."

Hopefully, this great detective, once known as the 'savior of the Japanese police,' will be able to find someone to ask for help.

However, Conan, who was acting suspiciously, was discovered in just three minutes.

"Quickly, catch that kid!"

"What are those two good-for-nothings doing? How come they can't even keep an eye on five little devils!"

"Quickly! You three, grab that kid with glasses first. You seven, find the other four kids! Make sure Miss Hayagi doesn't find out what's going on here!"

Three people? Conan, running, suddenly realized that a child's body could easily be mistaken for 'weakness' or 'easily solved,' but...

I am Shinichi Kudo, not some ordinary kid!

Turning the knob on the Mars Mighty Shoes, colorful flashes of light emerged from inside the shoes. No one knows why the inventor would install such a strange thing inside the shoes, but it can indeed make the user's leg strength reach a 'superhuman' level by stimulating the user's acupoints.

boom!

A half-empty beverage bottle slammed into the face of the pursuer in front like a cannonball. Then, because it was a spinning ball, it spun several times in the enemy's face before hitting another person in the face.

While the third person was stunned by Conan's soccer skills, Conan picked up a brick from the ground, stepped on an empty oil drum, jumped up, and finally smashed the brick onto the head of the last pursuer, just like a basketball player dunking.

"My name is Conan Edogawa, and I'm a detective!"

He's not some Grim Reaper!

Chapter 148 What kind of international joke is this?

Next, Conan, as if on adrenaline, hid in the shadows and used his detective badge to contact the others. After explaining the situation, he continued to hide in a corner, waiting for a criminal to be caught alone. At this moment, the brave Conan was like a hunter.

These young people, who thought they had shaken the Japanese government, didn't take Conan and his friends seriously at all. They foolishly held their guns, just like thugs on the street in the United States, without the slightest bit of vigilance.

Conan, holding the gun, was the real hunter. After disassembling and reassembling the stolen weapon, Conan was confident that he could hit the target within ten meters. When he saw three unsuspecting targets enter his field of vision, he decisively opened fire.

Three shots rang out, and Conan, using the marksmanship he learned in Hawaii, knocked the pistols out of their hands. Then, the three men, who were in a state of confusion, were knocked unconscious by the Martian Power Ball.

Meanwhile, things went very smoothly for Haibara's side. It wasn't because they went to deal with the armed men; they simply discharged their weapons accidentally. So, to be precise, they took care of themselves. The accidental discharge hit one of them in the thigh, and another, because he had his pistol tucked into his crotch, lay on the ground after the accidental discharge and performed his own sterilization surgery.

"Hey! Why are there fewer and fewer of us?"

"Damn it, several people have fainted!"

"If we still have the phone, we can report this to Ms. Hayami!"

Because Curaçao had taken away all electronic devices that could connect them to the outside world at the start of the operation in order to better control them, Curaçao and Yavin were unaware that they were being beaten up by five children.

The two of them only glanced at the surveillance cameras at the entrance of the warehouse area from time to time. As long as that group of cannon fodder remained in the warehouse area, there would be no problem.

They hadn't expected the location to be exposed so quickly, but because these unprofessional people were eager to tell others about their feat, it was exposed to a group of children.

And now they're getting really badly beaten up by a bunch of kids.

As a result, even without being able to communicate via mobile phone, they were indeed defeated one by one by the children, just like a pile of dominoes, which all fell down with just a gentle push.

After Amuro Tooru received Kitahara Masaki's tip, the police rushed to the scene, only to find a group of people lying unconscious on the ground, and five jubilant children.

Oh, and there's another person covering their groin; I wonder what they've been through.

"Ahem, child, what are you doing here?"

When Amuro Tooru saw the five children, he was also taken aback. However, since he was a police officer in disguise and did not recognize them, he politely asked what had happened.

After Amuro Tooru fully understood what had happened, even his superb acting skills couldn't help but falter, his expression breaking down. This was absolutely unacceptable! No, while the children's safety was the most important thing, this... this...

The terrorist organization that had baffled the police was actually defeated by a group of children!

This was such an international joke that Amuro Tooru couldn't laugh at all. He could almost imagine what the media would write in the newspapers—the Public Security Bureau, as incompetent as the police, had a group of first-grade elementary school students as their last fig leaf!

This is even more painful than a detective becoming the savior of the Japanese police!

Damn it! Don't these terrorists have any sense of secrecy? Isn't their goal to bribe high-ranking officials and politicians? Why are they picking on children?!

After mentally shouting for three seconds, Amuro Tooru immediately rallied and began interrogating the prisoner lying on the ground. Since things had come to this point, complaining wouldn't change anything. The most crucial thing was that the police had to arrest all these lunatics who thought they had brought about change before the news got out. As long as they were all locked up and then discussed things with the five children, the possibility of the news that 'the police are a bunch of good-for-nothings who need children to help them' would be reduced to zero.

"Children, we will send someone to take you home first, and someone will pick you up tomorrow to give your statements."

Amuro Tooru looked at the still enthusiastic children, squatted down to their eye level, and said:

"And here's the thing, Uncle wants to discuss something with you. When you get home, you can say that you accidentally got involved in a case and the police rescued you. If you can tell your parents what I said, Uncle will take you out for a nice meal tomorrow. How about that?"

"Yes, yes!!!"

The three real elementary school students would definitely agree, but they weren't allowed to say that they were the ones who solved the crime. The same thing had happened before, when Inspector Megure bought them a few Kamen Rider gashapon toys so that they could tell reporters that they were rescued by the police.

The other two who took the shrinking drug naturally understood the police's ulterior motives. They just didn't want to be seen by the media as someone less valuable than the Metropolitan Police Department. In any case, neither of them wanted to appear on television. If the police could help them cover up this, they would be more than happy to do so.

After the police arrested the criminal lying on the ground and took him back to the police station, and sent Conan and the others home, Kitahara Masaki was still deep in thought on the phone. Only after finishing his call with Amuro Toru did he discover the voice message Conan had left for him. Because he had focused most of his attention on the assassination target, he hadn't noticed this message, and the result... was extremely tragic.

Sitting in the bar, Kitahara Masaki had no idea that the group of cannon fodder would pull such a stunt, while Curaçao, sitting next to him, fell into deep thought after listening to Kitahara Masaki's story.

Do these people really not understand the meaning of secrecy?

This sudden turn of events ruined their mood for drinking. Kitahara Masaki was well aware that the pleasant atmosphere of successfully completing their mission had been disrupted by this unexpected incident, so there was nothing left to discuss about cooperation.

"Ahem, perhaps this is the complexity of human nature. They were all captivated by the image of 'Miss Hayamaki' that you created, yet they still made this decision."

"Hehe, yes, this is something I didn't expect at all. Is it possible that we've been cursed by the world?"

"A curse? But I'm more inclined to give the world the middle finger."

Chapter 149 What is an international superstar?

"Evelyn, what did you say to Ai-chan?"

"It's nothing, just some whispered conversation between girls. Besides, wasn't it you who suggested she grow her hair long?"

"Well, although it was me, I just thought she might look better with long hair and a different image."

Kitahara Masaki could never have imagined that after she grew her hair long, no one in the organization, including you, would recognize her as a miniature version of Miyano Shiho anymore.

"So after she's had such a terrible experience, you should take her somewhere fun to change her mood."

Kitahara Masaki chuckled. With so many chores to deal with during the week, all he wanted to do on his days off was lie at home and play video games. In fact, Ai Haibara was practically a primary school student now, probably spending more time playing than working.

After hanging up the phone, Kitahara Masaki sat down next to Professor Agasa, watching to see what this tech-savvy inventor had created this time.

What kind of robot is this?

"Haha, this is my confident creation—the Mantis Robot! It can move freely through the ruins, and can search places that the rescue teams can't reach! With this invention, we can rescue more people after an earthquake."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the search and rescue mantis robot shattered into pieces, with some of its parts hitting Professor Agasa on the head.

"Ahem, it was just an accident, I'll fix it soon!"

"Kitahara-nii, don't you have to work? Why are you here so early?"

Haibara had only been up for a short while when she saw Kitahara Masaki wandering around again. Her initial respect for the undercover agent was quickly squandered by Kitahara Masaki's daily slacking off.

"Sigh, it's all because you two got involved in such a big case, and you were the heroes who helped the police catch the criminals. But in your current state, you can't go on TV, and you can't even have your voices broadcast on the radio, since the organization's technical department can compare your voiceprints. In short, you two can't be exposed."

"The reasons for slacking off are sufficient, but what are the actual reasons?"

"Ahem, actually there aren't many cases right now. Yesterday's shooting of a member of parliament and the assassination of a minister caused chaos throughout the Public Security Bureau. In order to regain some ground, they arrested many targets who were originally under surveillance. The Tokyo underworld was blown up by the Public Security Bureau, so I'm quite free right now."