Conan Rick's Investigator

These breathtaking lights became brighter than daylight.

The pitch-black Metropolitan Police Department building became the only isolated island that didn't fit in.

But it is an isolated island for survivors.

Until they reached the yard in front of the Metropolitan Police Department building, a figure staggered out from the bushes at the corner.

Everyone immediately became alert, and the muzzles of pistols were extended from the gaps in the defense line of tables and chairs.

“Is it an enemy?”

A young police officer's voice trembled.

After experiencing the illusion of the green signal and the double baptism of the city's fall, it was really not easy for him to still force himself to raise his gun.

"Xiao Lin, calm down..." A Megure beside him said in a deep voice, "Don't shoot yet, wait until the other party comes closer."

Megure's steady voice was transmitted to several people around him at the same time, causing the nervous policemen to slightly loosen their grip on the triggers.

The figure in the compound slowly approached until he entered the police's field of vision, and then everyone saw clearly that the other person was just an ordinary citizen.

At least from the way he was dressed, he looked like an office worker that you could find anywhere in a Tokyo subway station.

"It seems to be a citizen?"

"Are you here for help?"

"Then let's let him in..."

Several policemen had this idea and were about to push open a gap in the defense line, but were stopped by Megure.

"Wait a moment!"

"Look outside!"

As soon as Megure finished speaking, several policemen looked outside and saw more than a dozen figures walking in one after another at the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The steps of these dozen figures were swaying, and they all looked like they were dressed like ordinary citizens.

"Why are there so many people suddenly?"

"Something is wrong..."

Megure picked up the intercom at hand, "Brother Yusaku, there are more than a dozen citizens gathered in front of the Metropolitan Police Department, what should we do?"

In an office on the third floor, Kudo Yusaku glanced at the window, picked up the intercom and replied: "I saw it too, don't move..."

In the eyes of Kudo Yusaku, these citizens had dull expressions, they were not injured but their steps were slow, and they had no intention of asking for help. They just gathered in front of the Metropolitan Police Department and kept wandering around.

And more importantly, the green signal has not been lifted yet, so how can anyone be resuscitated?

Just then, the landline phone on the table rang.

Yusaku Kudo immediately answered the phone, and on the other end was Dr. Agasa who was far away on a buoy in the Pacific Ocean.

"Be careful, someone in the city is feeding drugs to unconscious people right now!"

"Give me medicine?"

"Yes, people controlled by the green signal can move after taking the medicine they feed them..."

Dr. Agasa was unable to transmit the surveillance footage he saw directly to the Metropolitan Police Department and could only express it orally.

On the screen in front of him, he could see people on the streets of Tokyo who had resumed activities and were beginning to distribute medicine to more people.

The drug itself looks like a green and white capsule.

"These drugs were shipped from cargo ships at the port. Now it's not just Tokyo. The same thing is happening in major cities around the world..."

On the big screen in the main control room, people in cities such as New York, Paris, Tokyo, and Berlin began to resume operations one after another.

And all this is thanks to this capsule.

However, those who have recovered their movements do not seem to have fully recovered to normal. Instead, they look as dull as mindless zombies.

Suddenly, Kudo Yusaku realized something.

It turns out that the reason why the organization invited other pagan organizations to assist itself was to use the influence of these organizations around the world to distribute drugs all over the world.

As for the effects of these drugs...

At this moment, Megure's voice came from the intercom that Kudo Yusaku had just put down.

"Yusaku, the number of people gathered outside has increased several times!"

"What do we do now?"

Kudo Yusaku quickly put down the phone and looked out the window, only to see hundreds of citizens standing in the huge yard.

Not only that, more citizens were gathering on the streets outside.

After seeing this scene, Kudo Yusaku realized that the target of these people was the Metropolitan Police Department.

Anyone who takes that kind of medicine will be controlled by the organization and completely become its weapons and slaves.

"They are controlled by the enemy, and their goal is probably to attack the Metropolitan Police Department. Be careful!"

"what?!"

Megure glanced outside through the gap between the tables and chairs and saw that there were only ordinary unarmed citizens.

Not only do they have the advantage of terrain, but they also have pistols. It would be impossible for them to attack with just these people.

But the problem is that the Metropolitan Police Department’s duty is to protect the citizens of Tokyo. How could they point guns at innocent citizens?

After a brief inner struggle, Megure made up his mind and shouted, "No one is allowed to use guns, put on riot gear!"

At the same time, what Kudo Yusaku said has been happening in other cities.

Although the green signal controlled 90% of the people in most areas of the world, there were still some people who escaped because they did not watch the world show or did not have any electronic devices with screens and Internet access.

In the organization's plan, these people are the backward humans who have failed to catch up with the wave of evolution.

There is no place for them in the new world.

The final outcome that awaits them is complete elimination.

……

Thousands of meters above the vast Pacific Ocean, a Boeing cargo plane is flying towards the South Pacific.

After several hours of flight, the plane that took off from Hachijo Island in Japan has arrived over the target sea area.

The US NSA's reconnaissance satellite has been detecting in the sea area and has locked onto the specific location of the ship, and provided the specific coordinates to Qin Zhibo and others.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo, Conan, Furuya Rei, the Akai family, and Vermouth, a total of seven people, are fully armed.

As the cabin door opened, strong airflow rushed out through the door.

Shuichi Akai and Rei Furiya each took one side and pushed out a military airdrop box first.

Then, everyone parachuted one after another.

Since Conan is too small, there is no parachute bag that fits him, so he has to be skydiving with others.

This task naturally fell on Qin Zhibo.

Qin Zhibo tied Conan to his back with a strap and then jumped off the plane without hesitation.

When the military airdrop box is descending, the parachute opens automatically first, and the inflatable cushion under the airdrop box is also automatically filled with gas.

Once it lands on the sea, the inflatable cushion acts as a small hovercraft, holding the airdrop box on the sea.

Others landed on the sea near the airdrop box, and then swam together using the airdrop box as the gathering point.

Chapter 1513 Wait a minute, we are one of them...

……

It was exactly 1 o'clock in the morning over the Pacific Ocean.

Because it is close to the equator, the sea water temperature here is not too low, but being in the vast darkness, one still can't help feeling a little cold in the heart.

Everyone worked together to open the waterproof packaging on the outside of the airdrop box, revealing thrusters, bulletproof vests, submachine guns and other weapons.

"The target location is about 6 nautical miles away. Everyone, follow me closely..."

Qin Zhibo has a unique pocket computer tied to his wrist, which sends the location of the organization's ships in real time from reconnaissance satellites.

Several people around nodded in understanding, and then they formed teams of two, each holding one end of the thruster, and followed Qin Zhibo towards the target direction.

During this period, Conan was tied to Qin Zhibo's back, and next to him was Vermouth from the same group.

Vermouth turned her head and glanced at Conan from time to time, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Conan's attention was completely focused on the sea and he didn't notice this.

It was Qin Zhibo who noticed it first, and said calmly: "If you have anything to say, say it now. I'm afraid there won't be time to talk later..."

Conan on the back was stunned, thinking that Qin Zhibo was talking about him.

But at this time, Vermouth next to her suddenly spoke.

"Why do you have to do this? Cool guy..."

"It would be the same if you stayed on the plane, so why do you have to do this?"

In Vermouth's imagination, Conan might be the silver bullet that defeats the organization.

But it was not until today, when the organization's true plan was exposed, that Vermouth realized that her idea was too naive.

All along, Vermouth's speculation about the organization's ultimate goal has been limited to using drugs and technology to slowly achieve control of the entire world.

Drugs that can make people immortal and powerful information technology will subtly change the world and eventually force heads of state around the world to cooperate with organizations.

And in this process, some people will definitely emerge to resist.

With Conan's knowledge and abilities, Vermouth believes that he will become the leader of this group of rebels and fight against the organization's global expansion.

But when she heard that the organization had controlled 90% of the population in just one day, Vermouth was completely shocked.

As someone close to the boss of the organization for more than 20 years, she was totally unaware of the boss's plan.

This made her feel deeply frightened and terrified.

My thoughts all along seemed a little naive.

The "silver bullet" that the organization's boss has always been afraid of may not be the organization's nemesis, but a rhetoric to show weakness to others.

Organization bosses are not afraid of "silver bullets".

If this is the case, what is the success rate of this plan to sneak into the organization’s base?

Vermouth was ready to accept her fate, but she didn't want to see anything happen to Conan.

At this time, Conan also realized that Vermouth's words were directed at him.

He paused, his eyes gleaming with determination.

"In a world without Xiaolan, I won't live alone..."

"In that case, why not risk your life and give it a try?"

Conan's words not only moved Vermouth, but also made Qin Zhibo's expression change slightly.

At this point, even Conan was not thinking about grand questions like "for justice".

This was the only thought in Conan's mind: to save the one he loved.

"There's a light over there!"

Suddenly, Furutani Rei from the side behind him raised a hand and pointed to the 11 o'clock direction.

I saw a bright spot standing like a lighthouse on the dark sea.

Qin Zhibo raised the pocket computer on his wrist and took a look, confirming that the bright spot was the organization's ship.

Everyone increased the power of their propellers to the maximum and headed straight for the bright spot.

About twenty minutes later, the seven-man team arrived directly below the ship.

Shuichi Akai took a grappling gun from his back and shot at the side of the ship.

An iron hook with a winding rope flew onto the ship and hooked the iron fence.