Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Inspector Megure received a call on the way to the dock.

He frowned and looked at the unknown call on the phone.

Who would call at this tense moment?

"Hello." He answered cautiously.

"In area 8, 0000684-f, container number . The person you are looking for is inside." The person on the other end did not even give Officer Megure a chance to speak and finished his words quickly.

"Who are you, hello?!" Inspector Megure finally had the chance to speak, but the sound of the phone being hung up was heard from the other end.

"Inspector Megure, who is that?" asked Kogoro Mouri, who was sitting in the back seat.

"It was a strange phone call. The person on the other end said that the person we are looking for is in container number eight?" said Officer Megure.

"Could it be that the kind-hearted person gave us the information?" Kogoro Mori guessed.

"It's also possible."

"We are still three minutes away from the pier, we have to hurry," Officer Megure continued.

Now the police car has sounded its sirens and honked its horn as it quickly rushes towards the Odaiba Pier.

Three minutes later.

Several police cars arrived at the entrance of Odaiba Pier.

At this time, Conan and Xingchen heard the noise outside. They opened the trunk slightly to make sure no one discovered them, and then they crawled out of the trunk.

After all, when they just left the tea shop, Kogoro Mori asked them to go home.

So they could only come here secretly.

"Chen, let's split up." Conan suggested. The entire Odaiba Pier covers an area of ​​0.49 square kilometers. If converted into the size of a standard football field, it would be as much as 68 football fields.

Although it is still under construction, only half of the size can be used.

But it’s difficult to look for it alone, and I don’t know when I will find it.

Just now when they were hiding in the trunk of the car where Inspector Megure was, they also heard Inspector Megure say Area 8, 0000684-f, Container No. .

Conan determined that this must be a call from the smuggler. After all, if it was the murderer, he would not make this call.

Even the time of the puzzle was wrong, so how could he tell them what they wanted? Besides, what they wanted was the smuggler and him.

If he wanted to turn himself in, why didn't he just go to the police station instead of giving them an address.

So the greater possibility is that Miss Gu Li Renhui is in the hands of smugglers.

The reason for telling them the location was probably to distract the police.

You can take the opportunity to escape from Japan by boat.

So let the police find the specific container.

Xingchen and Conan chose to go to the dock and look directly for the criminal's ship.

Fortunately, there are not many ships stopping here today.

There were only three boats at a glance.

The boats were all white, and it was impossible to tell from the outside which one was the smugglers' ship.

"Okay, use the detective badge to notify me when you have any information." Xingchen nodded. With only three ships, they should be able to find the smugglers' location soon.

Conan nodded and moved towards one of the white boats.

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"Come here, come here." A dock worker directed a crane to slowly place a container on the open space under the watch of a group of police officers.

"This is it." Officer Megure said after seeing the number 0000684 marked on it.

"Yeah." Kogoro Mouri also saw the mark above and nodded.

A worker had just opened the container when he saw a figure inside.

But why is there a red light behind that figure?

He turned his head and shouted, "Officer, there's someone inside."

"Hmm?" Officer Megure walked forward a few steps and continued, "Open it quickly."

"Yes." The staff continued to open the door of the container.

As soon as it was opened, everyone present was shocked.

Officer Megure immediately spotted the bomb on Hitoshi Kori, looked at Takagi and his group nearby and quickly ordered: "Takagi, go evacuate everyone around, and you go notify the headquarters to request support."

"Are you okay?" Kogoro Mouri hurriedly stepped forward and tore off the tape on Hitoshi Furuha's mouth.

"I, I'm fine. I'm just wondering if I'm going to die. I don't want to die, save me." Gu Li Renhui's eyes were a little red and swollen and her voice was trembling. Maori Kogoro observed and found that the bomb on her body was still frozen for 15 minutes.

It hasn't started running yet.

"It's okay, just wait. The bomb hasn't exploded yet..." But Kogoro Mouri suddenly fell silent because that was the time he was speaking just now.

He saw the countdown on the LCD screen on the bomb start to scroll.

A few minutes later, the explosive ordnance disposal team of the Security Department's mobile group arrived at the scene.

"Inspector Megure." Shunsuke Masukawa had already put on the heavy protective suit in the car, and he looked very bloated.

He walked forward and said.

"I'm counting on you." Inspector Megure had no experience in bomb disposal so he had to ask him for help.

Shunsuke Masakawa nodded and said, "I'll try my best."

Then he came to the door of the container and saw the bomb in front of Gu Li Renhui. The time on it had counted down to seven minutes.

He walked up to her and spoke to comfort her.

Then he took a deep breath and looked at the bomb in front of him intently. Then he picked up the professional bomb disposal tools and started the bomb disposal work.

Just when the tense and exciting bomb disposal was going on.

They were quietly anchored on a ship fifty meters away from Port No. 8 to prevent people on the surrounding shore from discovering them.

They also turned off all the lights.

Dusk was slowly falling.

They stopped there just to watch the fireworks from the pier.

"Abel, how many minutes did you set it for?" Boris Viktorovich, the sturdy blond man, stood on the deck, looking at the dock in the distance, with a hint of expectation in his voice.

"With the strength of the Japanese police, it is impossible to defuse the bomb in fifteen minutes." Abel, who was standing next to him, said very confidently.

"There are still six and thirty minutes left. Even if they dismantle it, I have prepared the remote control." Abel looked at the time, took out the remote control from his pocket, weighed it and said.

"Hahaha." Boris laughed out loud. After all, they had been hiding from the police for so long, and even one of their companions was caught by the police.

Although it will be difficult to sneak in in the future, I can finally take revenge now.

He was in a very happy mood.

Just then, a young man in a suit came over with a tray with an opened bottle of champagne and three glasses of champagne on it.

He bowed his head and said respectfully, "Boss, this is the champagne we opened to celebrate our escape."

Boris glanced at him briefly, seemingly not noticing anything wrong, then glanced at the champagne on the plate, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He didn't expect that his men would dare to prepare these things without his knowledge. However, his good mood tonight made him decide to let them go: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood tonight, so I'll spare you this time."

It is such a wonderful thing to drink champagne and watch the fireworks.

He took a glass of champagne and handed it to Abel: "Hey, Abel, have a glass too."

Then, the two raised their glasses and clinked them in celebration under the moonlight.

Little did he know that the little brother next to him had a slight smile on his face.

As if mocking them.