Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

In a hidden corner, outside the police hospital, Cohen and Chianti sat in a car, waiting quietly.

"Chianti, this is a golden opportunity, Gin." Chianti whispered through the headset, with a hint of cunning in his tone, "It's time for those idiots from the Public Security Bureau to take action."

In the distance, Gin was controlling everything remotely, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth: "As expected! A bunch of idiots who don't even know they're being eavesdropped on." His voice was full of sarcasm.

"So, what's the destination?" Chianti asked, with a hint of anticipation in his tone.

"It's exactly where you predicted. We're loading it onto the truck now." Gin replied briefly, his tone firm.

"So..." Chianti's words were filled with a hint of doubt, but were soon replaced by excitement. "Does that mean we should prepare that helicopter?"

"Yes, this is a good opportunity to test its performance." Gin's voice came through the headphones, with unquestionable majesty.

"Are we going to start the big cleanup?" Chianti's tone became even more excited, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

"This is Rum's order. Of course we must complete it by any means necessary." There was a hint of coldness in Gin's words, which made Chianti and Cohen feel the urgency of the task.

Hearing this, Cohen started the car, and the roar of the engine echoed in the night. "Understood." He responded briefly, with a firm light in his eyes.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" Chianti said to himself excitedly, "I'm so excited that I feel like flying!"

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Vermouth frowned, seemingly not understanding Gin's decision, with a hint of uneasiness in her eyes: "Gin, are you really going to use that?"

Vodka suddenly ran over, looking panicked: "Brother, no, the target has escaped!"

Gin seemed unusually calm, with a sneer on his face: "It doesn't matter, we'll deal with Bourbon and Gil later. Now, our top priority is to take back Curacao."

Vodka looked embarrassed: "But brother, there are police and public security guards guarding the hospital, how can we get in?"

Gin seemed confident: "Humph, she has left the hospital. Our target has shifted."

Vodka looked confused: "Where are we going?"

Gin's eyes were firm: "The destination is the Toudou Aquarium. I have arranged everything."

Vermouth asked again, with a hint of doubt and worry in her voice: "Gin, did you anticipate this and install the device in advance?"

Gin didn't answer directly, but just snorted coldly, then turned to Vodka: "Vodka, let's go, prepare the car. We have to catch up with her quickly."

Vodka immediately responded: "Yes, brother!"

~~~

On the street, an FBI car was driving slowly. James sat in the car, holding the phone tightly and answering the call: "Okay, I see, you go over there first. We will start the rescue operation right away."

The FBI agent on the other end of the line quickly responded, "Understood, Officer James."

After hanging up the phone, James turned to look at Conan and Andre sitting in the back seat with a smile on his face: "Good news, it seems that the two of them have been rescued."

When Conan heard the news, a look of joy instantly appeared on his face: "Hey! Really? That's great!"

Andre also showed a long-lost smile: "That's great, now we can breathe a sigh of relief."