I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

[Easy-difficulty security mission completed!]

[Your 20 points reward has been credited to your account. Please check!]

[You've been awarded 10 points for helping Sheriff Gordon solve a difficult problem!]

Chen En was taken aback.

He turned his head to look at his phone, and surprisingly, the phone did not show any unknown calls or unread messages. Conan and Ai Haibara had indeed solved this security mission solely through their abilities.

To everyone's delight, it seems that Conan and Ai Haibara earned points for completing the mission.

He wasn't sure if it was because he always called Conan Robin.

Or perhaps it was because he reminded Conan of the fact that the culprit was a photographer that led to this result. Therefore, Chen En narrowed his eyes slightly, considering when to test it.

Anything that is certain but uncertain should not be delayed for too long; it must be done immediately.

At this very moment, at the Tokyo National Stadium...

Conan has already taken advantage of his size.

He approached photographer number 13 from behind in full view of everyone, and strangely enough, neither photographer number 13, nor any of the other photographers or tourists watching the show at the Tokyo National Stadium, noticed his presence.

Conan was already used to this.

After all, this is one of the advantages he has after shrinking, and he would suffer if he didn't make good use of it.

After slightly adjusting the hypnotic needle firing setting on his wristwatch, Conan quickly reached into his bat belt and pulled out four small grappling hooks, preparing in advance.

Then, he injected the number 13 photographer.

At this very moment, the cameraman number 13 from Nichiri TV was preparing to speak with the director using his earpiece and headset.

He noticed that plainclothes officers from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department had already appeared in the stands of the Tokyo National Stadium with their poor acting skills, and he needed to give the director a good threat so that the police could arrest his teammate who was there to collect the money.

His ultimate goal in doing all this was very simple.

That would make Nichiri TV bleed, bleed a lot!

His name is Hiruta.

He once had a very promising job, working with his girlfriend. They shared a common goal and had been preparing for it for three years. But this job, which was about to be completed and would bring him a large sum of money...

It was completely wiped out because of a program that was temporarily sent back by Nichiri TV!

Hiruta's eyes burned with fury.

He spent three whole years preparing to rob a bank, and he and his girlfriend worked together for three years to make it happen!

As a result, the stupid Japanese TV station held a "Celebrity One-Day Store Manager" event at that time, letting celebrities be bank managers for a day. All sorts of cameras and microphones filled the bank, and he couldn't do anything at all!

His girlfriend committed suicide out of despair after the bank robbery plan failed!

It's all Nichiri TV's fault! He and his girlfriend have worked so hard, why shouldn't they get a reward?

Once he gets the money from Nichiri TV, he plans to kill off a random lucky audience member at the end of the show, then anonymously have the newspapers publish a story claiming that the tragedy was caused by Nichiri TV preventing him from getting his money back.

All the criticism was directed at Nichiri TV!

Only in this way can Hiruta vent the hatred in his heart!

However, just as Hiruta put his hand in his pocket, preparing to make a call, then listen to the phone call through his earpiece, and warned the director through his headset, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck.

Before he could turn around to see what was happening, Hiruta's consciousness instantly left his body.

But before Hiruta showed any signs of falling, Conan had already thrown out the anchor hook to hold Hiruta in place, preventing him from collapsing. Conan then leaned against Hiruta's back, supporting his waist with one hand while reaching for his phone with the other.

After getting hold of Hiruta's phone, Conan began to check the call logs.

Then Ai Haibara's voice rang in my ears.

“I’m at the highest point of the stands now. You can call the criminal now, and I’ll take care of him.”

Conan nodded slightly.

Following the call log, he first dialed the first number, then hung up immediately after discovering it was the director, Jin Zi, on the other end. He then dialed the second number, and, using a voice changer, said...

"I am Hiruta."

"Considering that the pasta should be mixed with No. 42 concrete, the length of this screw will directly affect the excavator's torque. When it's driven in, it will instantly generate a large amount of high-energy protein, which will seriously affect economic development..."

Another criminal who answered the phone: ?

What's going on?

Chapter 321 is the end? No, it's just the beginning!

Conan dialed the phone the moment Ai Haibara indicated that she had arrived at the location.

From her vantage point above, Ai Haibara immediately spotted the criminal who had picked up the phone, looking utterly bewildered. She quickly sprinted down the steps, preparing to subdue him with a tranquilizer dart.

However, just before Ai Haibara got close to the criminal,

A figure appeared beside the criminal. The next moment, his hand was on the criminal's shoulder. The criminal, just noticing something was wrong, reached for the gun hidden in his clothes, but the figure's other hand grabbed his wrist.

With a crisp snapping sound, the criminal cried out in pain.

Without any expression, Takeo Miura dislocated the man's arm, then grabbed his head and slammed him to the ground, causing gasps from the surrounding crowd. Plainclothes police officers from nearby rushed to the scene.

He expressionlessly placed his foot on the man's chest, then leaned down slightly.

In front of the patrolling police officers and Ai Haibara, the criminal's jacket was pulled open, revealing a handgun tucked inside, which startled the onlookers and police officers.

Ai Haibara merely glanced at the information about the handgun on it.

She already recognized the model of the pistol.

The Beretta M92 pistol, a semi-automatic pistol designed by the Italian company Beretta in 1975, uses 9mm pistol ammunition. It's unexpected that it would appear in this place.

"It's solved."

Takeo Miura's tone was quite harsh.

His gaze, fixed on the criminals, instilled fear in them.

The criminal felt that Takeo Miura was like a vicious and ruthless man who would kill people directly. Compared to him, it seemed that Takeo Miura was more like the criminal who held 56,000 spectators hostage!

that's the truth.

Takeo Miura's appalling attitude towards criminals stemmed from only one reason.

He looked down on the criminal.

He's just a piece of trash with two broken pistols at most, and he's content with 50 million yen. How dare he commit crimes in the same place as him, and even use the same excuse of taking 56,000 hostages? It's an insult to his abilities!

If Miura Takeo hadn't known that his operation would be impossible for other forces to discover,

He's probably starting to suspect that this is a ploy by the Dongchen Society's Guhe Teng to sabotage him!

"Thank you, sir."

Disguised, Takagi Wataru swallowed hard and thanked him in this way.

If it weren't for this seemingly fierce gentleman's help, finding the criminal would have been quite difficult. It seems that this gentleman, despite his fierce appearance, is actually a rather kind person.

Ai Haibara, standing to the side, remained silent.

She took two steps back, looking at Takeo Miura warily. For some reason, she vaguely sensed that this person had a very dangerous aura, almost like a member of the Black Organization!

This is not a good sign.

Her intuition might be slightly flawed in judging members of the Black Organization; for example, she would have the same intuition if Chen En were following her. But at least the targets of this intuition would be quite dangerous individuals.

Even though Chen En looks like a comedian, his strength is at least equivalent to the strongest codename member in the organization.

Although the danger posed by the person in front of her was not as intense as that posed by Chen En and Gin, it was still far greater than that of an ordinary criminal. Just who was this guy?

Takagi Wataru finally noticed the phone on his feet.

He bent down, picked it up, and heard the person opposite him rambling on as if they'd eaten a mushroom. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but the next moment, the voice on the other end suddenly became serious.

"I am Hiruta, cameraman number 13 from Nichiri TV."

“One of the real perpetrators of this case, I still have a pistol in my hand, a Type 54 TT-33 Tokarev pistol, and I will shoot and kill a lucky civilian as revenge.”

"If you think you can stop me, then try!"

Wataru Takagi: ?

Where have I heard this way of speaking before?

When Batman surrendered himself as a Class II criminal, did he use this seemingly provocative, but actually self-destructive, tone when calling the police? Could it be that Batman was inside the Tokyo National Stadium?

Takagi Wataru's eyes lit up.

He looked in the direction of the so-called cameraman number 13, only to find that the cameraman was lying on the ground at some point. He immediately took out his communicator to contact other officers to check the situation.

But I was secretly delighted.

Batman used to always assign Inspector Megure tasks to deliver results, so why is he being assigned to deliver results to him again today?

This is truly unprecedented!

Just as Takagi Wataru and Conan were communicating by phone, Miura Takeo turned around and quietly prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Ai Haibara frowned and subconsciously followed.

However, just as she was about to follow Takeo Miura into the audience seating area, she suddenly stopped, as if remembering something. She pressed her finger on her earpiece, adjusted the caller ID, and then said,

"Batman, new situation."

“I’ve found someone who gives me a dangerous feeling, someone who is suspected to be a member of the Black Organization… I’m trying to track his location. He’s now in the backstage area of ​​the Tokyo National Stadium. I’m not sure what he’s planning.”

Chen En's voice came from the other end of the earphone.

"Ah, I understand."

Chen En rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache, and said,

"You really never stop causing trouble, Black Mask."