Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Koren, go to Berlin Airport immediately."

"receive."

"Sydney, I missed you so much." Gin narrowed his eyes and stared ahead: "I'm really curious, how did you survive."

Gin held the Desert Eagle in his hand and looked at it coldly.

"Gin, there is a possibility." Colen raised his glasses and smiled intriguingly, "If she is really alive."

"Could it be that these three have teamed up to set up a trap?"

Gin was stunned for a moment, some cigarette ash scattered above his thighs. After a moment, he put out the cigarette butt with his bare hands.

"Whether it is a setup or not, I will know once I see it with my own eyes. A female scientist."

"What is there worth risking their lives to protect?"

Colen pulled down the brim of his hat: "What if there is a secret that we don't know about——"

"Hmph!" Gin pointed the gun at Colen and stared at him with eyes as deep as a quagmire: "Drive your car!"

"I hope you know what to say and what not to say, and do our job well."

“Yes… yes.”

"By the way." Gin put away the gun, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth: "Do you want to know the murderer who killed your parents?"

"It doesn't matter." Kelun said expressionlessly: "I don't have any memories of my parents, so naturally, I have no feelings for them either."

"but----"

Kelun touched his nose, and several blue veins popped up on his palm: "I still want to know."

"He is an American who has now fled to Singapore. After DNA comparison, he was confirmed to be the murderer of your parents."

"That's it..."

Gin flicked the ash off his cigarette, his eyes wrinkled slightly, "I didn't expect that you wouldn't stutter when you were emotional."

In a trance, Colen once again fell into the memories of that night.

"Then what will be our relationship from now on?" Chianti mustered up the courage, gradually approached him, and put his hands on his shoulders.

Looking at him affectionately: "Koren..."

"Of course we are still friends." Colen was a little speechless: "Haven't we always been friends..."

"Really..." Chianti was a little disappointed: "Colon..."

"Colum! Colum! Colum!"

"Um!!"

"What were you daydreaming about? You almost drove into the water just now!"

"Sorry...sorry." Kelun covered his head: "I'm not in a good state."

"There's something wrong with you lately." Gin roughly understood what he meant and muttered to himself, "One by one."

"Can't you just focus on your actions?"

"Really."

Inside the Pacific relief.

After returning to the main control room with Shiratori and others, Makino explained the situation to the engineers.

"Naomi was kidnapped!?"

Hearing the voice of Grace in front of Makino's seat, the other technicians also started talking.

Makino put his elbows on the console, shielded his face with his hands, and closed his eyes as he said, “And… maybe the accomplice is among us.”

"What! How is this possible?!" Leonhardt stood up and shouted.

Makino raised his head and said, "That's right, but we are all Interpol, and we have to prove our innocence."

"Just check the unlocking records in the sea, right?"

Ed sat in his seat, typing impatiently on the keyboard. Then, on the huge screen, there appeared an image and time of two people in diving suits carrying another person onto the deck.

Another window shows the system operation record, but there is no operation time that is the same as the image time.

“No…records?

Grace stared at the huge screen and whispered.

Conan immediately said: "Does that mean the computer was hacked by hackers from outside?"

Leonhardt, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Conan in surprise: (This kid, how could...)

Ed had an admiring expression on his face, and he leaned back in his chair with his head in his hands. "This system connects the Japanese police and Interpol. There may be a backdoor there."

"Back door..." said Kuroda Touxi.

Shiratori immediately replied, "Is this a 'secret door' to deal with hackers?"

“……..Does that mean they have their eyes on that place?”

Shiratori looked at Kuroda in confusion and replied, "Huh?"

"In the Frankfurt invasion, the real purpose of the criminal was to connect the Pacific buoy to Europe today, right?"

After hearing what Kuroda said, Makino suddenly realized.

"I see. The computer's location system is not good at dealing with attacks from within..."

Makino said, covering his face with his hands.

"In that case, the accomplice is still in the European police agency, right?"

Ed immediately denied Bai Niao's question: "As long as the backdoor is created, it can be operated anywhere in the world." Ed said as if it was none of his business.

Kuroda frowned and turned to look at Makino: "That means the accomplice may be among us.

No one refuted Kuroda's words, and the atmosphere in the room was very heavy after hearing this series of conversations.

The Black Organization appeared in Conan's mind.

Those guys’ target is probably the “old and young authentication” system... Conan recalled the call from Okiya.

Members of the Black Organization hack into Europol's surveillance camera network in Frankfurt.

The intruder's code name was Binga.

Their accomplice is here, or...

Conan rested his chin on his hand and looked at the engineers seriously.

At this time, Shiratori raised his voice so that all the staff could hear clearly.

"Then, please hand in your cell phones and computers, and provide testimony - is that ok, Chief Makino?"

“…….Okay.” Makino replied helplessly.

That evening, in the general lobby of Hachijojima Airport, which was crowded with tourists, Belmoot, wearing sunglasses, sat on a chair.

Type the message on your phone: "9696261".

The sound of keys forming the melody of "Seven Children" followed by her typing a few words on the on-screen keyboard.

After quickly sending the message, Belmotte stood up and reached for the suitcase beside him.

"Thank you." Vermouth took the Coke and the white wine.

"Who are you messaging?" Baijiu asked curiously.

"That adult." Belmode pulled Baijiu's hand: "Okay, we are ready to board the plane."

With the sound of clattering footsteps, Belmotte walked towards the boarding gate.

"Our companions are also beginning to prepare for action."

It was already early morning when James, Judy and others from the FBI arrived at Frankfurt Airport.

When they walked out of the airport lobby, they saw a man in a suit holding a mobile phone waiting for them.