Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

But Koniak was just trying to cause an explosion for the sake of explosion, without caring whether civilians would be killed or injured.

Conan was startled.

"Doesn't that mean everyone attending the banquet tonight will be in danger?!"

Gin's style of action is always to kill with one blow, but this Koniak is clearly very different from Gin.

They find this brutal approach particularly difficult to deal with.

Conan asked in a deep voice, "Can tonight's banquet be canceled?"

"Not too possible."

The people attending this charity event are all celebrities from all walks of life, and their schedules were already set. Unless it involves something like a terrorist attack, it's not so easy to cancel.

"I'll have the police arrange an investigation right away!"

To carry out a bombing attack, one must first plant the bombs. If they conduct a thorough investigation, they might be able to prevent it.

Not only do we need to thoroughly check the entire site, inside and out, but we also need to check Kawasaki Reita's side.

Vehicles, homes, offices—nowhere can be overlooked.

To ensure the other party's safety, Amuro Tooru even had the Public Security Bureau contact them to inform them of the danger.

But the schedule can't be changed at will; this charity gala is very important.

Moreover, as a member of parliament close to the Prime Minister, he had faced assassination attempts before.

It's impossible for them to stop showing themselves just because they're afraid.

"Mr. Amuro, what does this Koniak look like? Can we locate him in advance using a photograph?"

Amuro Tooru shook his head. "He doesn't show his face often, nor does he often participate in organized operations. I've only seen him once, but he's used to hiding his face in the shadows, with only his white hair and red eyes being very obvious."

"That's troublesome..." Conan also felt a bit of a headache.

Hair can be dyed, and eyes can wear colored contact lenses.

Finding someone whose specific appearance is unclear is not easy.

If the other party also has Vermouth's help in disguising themselves, it will be even more difficult to find them.

What is his relationship with Vermouth like?

"Not good. Koniak doesn't get along well with anyone in the organization."

"why?"

Amuro Tooru found a fitting description: "This person is crazy, not quite mentally stable."

One second he's all smiles, the next he might attack you without warning; his moods are unpredictable and hard to fathom.

Amuro Tooru didn't have much contact with Koniak; the information he obtained came from the people in the organization.

Everyone's account is similar, and these are the specifics of Konyak's character.

Conan rested his chin on his hand, deep in thought.

It's understandable that he's not mentally stable.

These people walking in the darkness all suffer from some form of mental illness.

Whether it's antisocial personality disorder or psychological abnormality, both fall into the category of abnormal.

This Koniak must have a penchant for explosives.

Conan mentally sketched a portrait of a person with white hair, red eyes, and a crazed expression.

"I can't show myself on this mission, so it's all up to you, little detective."

Amuro Tooru turned his gaze to Conan. Ever since that international summit, he had witnessed the detective's capabilities firsthand.

Shinichi Kudo truly lives up to his name.

He had a premonition that he would be the silver bullet that struck the heart of the organization.

Conan nodded seriously, "Leave it to me, I will definitely stop their actions! Find that Koniak!"

The white Mazda drove into the traffic and merged into the vast sea of ​​cars.

A gray Ford Mustang passed by in the opposite lane.

Qingze, in the driver's seat, glanced over and saw the blond man driving and the small head, about half a person's height, in the passenger seat.

Chapter 31 is not in accordance with regulations.

"Bourbon and Conan Edogawa..."

Qingze controlled the steering wheel with one hand and gently tapped the armrest box with the other.

These two people hanging out together, at first glance there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

After all, they are two people who know each other well, so it's normal for them to be together.

But if we bring up Bourbon's identity, that would be a bit strange.

However, now is not the time to delve into this.

The Ford Mustang veered off the road and merged into another stream of traffic.

……

Amuro Tooru escorted Conan to the outside of the memorial hall.

He parked his car in the memorial hall's parking lot, sat inside, and provided remote assistance.

The charity sale will begin at 4 p.m. and last for two hours.

There will be a banquet after the charity sale, and the organizers plan to take action during this banquet.

Although the charity sale has not yet started, many people who are going to participate in the charity sale have already arrived at the memorial hall.

This memorial hall is a well-known tourist attraction, often hosting large weddings, and covers a very large area.

People were scattered in twos and threes, some sitting, some standing, some visiting, some chatting. It was difficult to spot any members of the Black Organization among them.

Conan walks through the memorial hall, keeping an eye on various people who might be acting strangely.

Not long after, he saw Rena Mizunashi dressed as a reporter.

Rena Mizunashi stood next to the broadcast van of Nichiuri TV, surrounded by Nichiuri TV staff.

News coverage is, of course, indispensable for such a large-scale event.

The director was making arrangements and giving instructions to the people who would be broadcasting the story.

Rena Mizunashi is the main host of this report.

Conan really wanted to find an opportunity to go over and ask the organization what their current actions were, but they kept talking and showed no sign of stopping.

Fortunately, Rena Mizunashi had already seen him and gave him a reassuring look.

Conan felt a little relieved and pretended to be a curious child, looking around.

The child's identity is an excellent camouflage; even if there are members of the Black Organization around, they would not suspect a child.

Not long after, Rena Mizunashi made an excuse to go to the restroom and ran into Conan.

"Mizunashi-neechan, I didn't expect to see you here!" Conan's voice was sweet and high-pitched, like that of a real child.

"Why is Conan here too?"

Rena Mizuki smiled and talked to the child, then slipped a note into his collar by gently patting his head.

Conan sensed it, and he quickly said goodbye to Rena Mizunashi, went into a private restroom stall, and took out the note that Rena Mizunashi had slipped to him.

The note contained very little information.

[Koniak has not contacted me; his whereabouts are unknown.]

Conan crumpled up the note and threw it into the toilet, flushing it away.

The fact that the operation is unknown is the most difficult part.

Unable to obtain intelligence in advance, we can only deal with things as they come.

……

The Ford Mustang drove into a pharmaceutical company and entered an underground research facility.

Koniak's codename wasn't widely known among the organization's assassins, but it was recognized by everyone in the research institute.

As the hooded Koniak entered the research institute, the researchers who passed by all lowered their heads and stepped aside, fearing that if they were a step too slow, they would be targeted by this menacing figure and suffer a miserable end.

Koniak strolled around the research institute as if no one else was there, finally arriving at the drug storage room, where he coldly stared at the person standing at the door.

"Open the door."

His voice wasn't particularly cold, and his tone was fairly normal, but the cold light that swept over him in his red eyes was exceptionally terrifying, as if anyone who didn't please him would die on the spot in the next moment.

The young researcher swallowed nervously and said:

“Medications here require prior application, Koniak, this is against the rules.”

Although Koniak is terrifying, the punishment he will receive for letting people in is also terrifying.

"I said, open the door."

Qingze repeated it again.

He didn't show any murderous intent, but the way he looked at people was as if they were dead.

The researcher was startled and quickly opened the door.

Although the punishment is terrible, it's still better than dying here.

He had already tried to stop him, but he simply couldn't.

The metal door was opened, and a blast of cold air, forming a white mist, poured out from it.

Qingze stepped inside.

This contains all the drugs that the organization is currently researching.

Besides the aptX series, which the Miyano family has been researching for several years, the HE series is the most valued.

The name means "evolution of life," implying that they aim to create a stronger human being that surpasses the current human being.

Qingze is a vivid example, and the only one, of someone who survived the laboratory.

The pain and damage caused by this series of drugs were enormous. Among the hundreds or thousands of children who were used as guinea pigs, only Qingze, who was not sensitive to pain, survived.

So, he became Koniak.

Based on this single experimental sample, HE continues its research and development, and has already achieved initial success.

Gin's blonde hair turned silver-white because he took HE39.

While it may not grant superhuman physical abilities, the increased physical strength and faster wound healing brought about by HE39 are tangible benefits.

As for the slight side effects, they are not important.

Qingze skipped the cabinet where HE was stored and went to the cabinet where aptx was stored, taking out two 4869s.

This kind of poison, which kills silently and cannot be detected, is still very useful.

Since we're already here, it would be a shame not to take a couple.

"PSY-3?"

Qingze saw an interesting medicine.

These were drugs the organization used for interrogation, but they were abandoned because they were ineffective.

This drug works by mimicking gamma-aminobutyric acid receptor agonists, blocking the filtering of sensory information in the prefrontal cortex of the brain. This causes memory fragments to overlap with real-world scenes, making it difficult for people to distinguish between the present and the past for a certain period of time, thus having a certain displacement effect.

He glanced at the R&D personnel.

Shirley.

Interesting, I took them all.

The researcher following behind hesitated, but ultimately said nothing.