Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

The sound of breaking through the air was sharp and rapid, breaking the tranquility of the sea night.

A piece of wood suddenly flew out from the corridor of the ship, like a flash of lightning that cut through the darkness, and its speed was so fast that it was shocking. The wood had a clear target, and it went straight to the champagne glass in Boris's hand.

With a crisp "bang", the wooden board collided with the champagne glass with such force that the glass exploded instantly. The champagne splashed everywhere, like blooming fireworks, flowing on the deck, leaving a wet mark.

"Who is it!" Boris roared as he looked towards the dark corridor.

Abel also looked over there in surprise.

Only the younger brother next to him showed some unwillingness. Seeing that they were still looking towards the ship corridor, he slowly retreated to another corridor.

Conan walked out of the dark corridor slowly with his hands in his pockets, his red and white shoes flashing a faint blue light.

It was obvious that the wooden board was kicked out from under his feet.

"When did these kids get on board?" Boris asked Abel.

Because the last person to get on board was Abel.

"I, I don't know, boss." Abel spread his hands. He was also very confused. After all, when he got on the boat.

He observed that there was no one behind him.

"Abel, go and catch him. Make him tell you who is behind him." Boris said cautiously, wondering how a little kid got on the boat by bypassing Abel.

Perhaps he has companions and there may be a traitor among them.

Catch him and make him give out his accomplices.

Abel pulled up his sleeves, slowly walked over to Conan and said, "Little boy, tell me who asked you to come up."

In his opinion, what threat was there in a child?

He didn't even pull out his gun.

Conan just smiled.

A silver card flew out from not far away, flashing like blue lightning.

The card hit Abel's abdomen directly, and it curled up upon impact, sparing his life.

Abel was then unable to move.

"Who are you?" Boris was extremely shocked and asked again.

"Edogawa Conan is a detective." As Conan spoke, the light behind him gradually lit up, casting his shadow on the ground.

"..." Xingchen stood at the door of the hold, watching Conan pretending to be cool silently.

He knew that he shouldn't have turned on the light for Conan.

He wants one next time too!

While they were searching, they spotted Naoya Aburaya, followed him, and took advantage of the time when the people on the ship were taking over, hiding inside the cargo.

"By the way, the wine just now was poisonous." Conan said slowly.

"What!" Boris looked at the little brother, but he had already retreated to the entrance of another corridor, ready to escape at any time.

"Mr. Yutani, where are you going?" Xingchen walked out from the other side of the cabin and said.

"Why are you stopping me? They are not good people either." Naoya Aburaya's face turned pale and he threw the plate in his hand to the ground, shouting unwillingly.

"No, why?" Xingchen couldn't help but say as he looked at the champagne flowing on the ground.

"We just don't want you to make the same mistake again. Stop it, Mr. Aburaya." Xingchen looked directly into Aburaya's eyes and said slowly.

"Damn it." Boris felt that the situation was not right, and he was a little afraid of what they had in their hands.

Even Naoya Aburaya is one of them.

Then he shouted a few more times in Russian, as if calling a name but there was no response.

"Give up now. I have knocked down your companion with an anesthetic needle. He is probably sleeping soundly now." Conan understood Russian and knew that he was calling other companions.

But when they came out of the warehouse, they had already dealt with his five companions.

They still have anesthesia needles, Boris thought.

"How did you find this place?" Boris asked slowly. After all, he had no way to go now, and there was the dark sea behind him.

He never thought that he would be forced into a desperate situation by two little kids.

"Then I really have to thank you, Mr. Aburaya." Conan turned his head and looked at Naoya Aburaya and said.

"You liar." Boris looked at him and said in Russian, combining his previous behavior.

Boris was a little skeptical at first, wondering if he was really serious about joining his side.

Now this sentence made him even more convinced.

"Hahaha, I'm a liar, then what are you, murderers, smugglers. Your sins are deeper than mine. I'm just getting rid of harm for the people." Naoya Aburaya turned around and laughed.

"So you killed them too," asked Boris, who seemed to have been kept in the dark.

"Yes, I just want to avenge my father." Although Naoya Aburaya was a little timid, he was determined to kill the enemy in front of him.

He chose to step forward and interrogate.

You said giving up is impossible.

"Mr. Yutani, don't go any further. They have guns." Conan shouted hurriedly.

Naoya Aburaya ignored Conan and continued to move forward step by step.

Xingchen also held the cards in his hand, ready to take action as soon as Boris made a move.

He threw it immediately.

"Your father?" Boris asked with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't seem to have any impression of anyone with the last name Yougu.

"Kengo Aburaya."

"You are his son." Boris said in surprise.

"Yes."

"Three years ago, you deliberately stuffed explosive items into your father's car. As a result, the car overturned and exploded when he was being chased by the police." Naoya Aburaya learned this from the drunk Toyama Shun.

"Haha, if your father hadn't told the police about our transaction process, he wouldn't have been killed by us. He deserved it." Boris deliberately took a step forward to let Naoya Aburaya block his figure.

This will keep things out of the hands of little kids.

Then prepare to take the gun out of the holster.

But he only felt empty pockets.

"Really? Perhaps you don't know that my father is actually a spy." Naoya Aburaya also found out from some clues that his father was actually a spy arranged in this smuggling group.

He never knew it before, but now that he knows it, he has thought about inheriting his father's practice.

But the more he learned from them, the more frightened he became, frightened that he had failed to avenge his father.

That's why he decided to kill him.

"You're looking for this, right?" Naoya Aburaya took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Boris's forehead.

Boris looked at the pistol in front of him in astonishment, and an inexplicable panic surged in his heart. When did his pistol get taken away?

Conan and Xingchen looked at this scene in surprise.

Conan's eyes were fixed on Naoya Aburaya, while Xingchen stood aside with his palms slightly sweating. The situation changed too quickly.

They also didn't think that Naoya Aburaya actually had a gun in his hand.

"Mr. Yutani!" Xingchen shouted. It seemed that the words just now did not make him let go of the hatred in his heart.

At such a close distance, with his back to Xingchen, if he were to pull the trigger.

To knock the gun out of his hand, he also needs the gun to be roughly in that direction.

But Naoya Aburaya didn't give him time to make a judgment.

"Thank you, little detectives." Naoya Aburaya said lightly. He was now able to kill the person who had killed his father with his own hands.

“But I’ve taken a lot of wrong turns.”

"There's no going back." He looked at the trembling blond man in front of him.

Accompanied by a gunshot that echoed in the sea.