Conan and I start the hell-level main line

Fu Huashi got out of the car, pushed up her single-rimmed glasses, and walked forward with her hands in her pockets. Fu Huashi turned her eyes slightly and looked at Hennessy. Unexpectedly, she met his implicit gaze, and they looked at each other at the same time.

Gin raised his head, his dark green eyes shone through his silver hair, staring at Macallan gloomily, "What are you going to do? At least give me a reason."

Macallan: "Don't worry, unless something unexpected happens, our plans will not conflict or be affected. Rum and I's goal is to capture the eagle."

The name of Hegu is unfamiliar to many people here, because most of the BND forces are active in the European region, but for the few people who know him, this really makes people have to take it seriously and cautiously.

"槮関, this dwarf agent has also come to Fantasy Park?" Gin's tone was cold. When he recalled the time when he was tricked by槮関 at the station and his software was almost stolen, the dark murderous aura became stronger.

"Dwarf?" McAllen was stunned. He didn't quite understand why Gin described him like that.

Vodka explained, "He just looks like a child. When Gin fought with Hagupi last time, he found that he was very short, about the same height as a normal seven or eight-year-old child. It is speculated that this is how he was able to sneak into Japan and his whereabouts are hard to find."

But Vodka's explanation did not dispel Macallan's doubts. Instead, it made him frown even more, as if he was thinking about something.

The change in his facial expression was very slight, and only Fu Huashi, who was close to and facing Macallan, noticed it.

Did McAllen know that there was something wrong with the size of the pheasant?

Soon, Rum's voice came again, interrupting MacAllen's thoughts. MacAllen glanced at the three people who came out, especially Fuhuashi who was recommended by Hennessy. MacAllen did not have any doubts, and readily accepted it and said.

"You don't need to know the plan. Once the operation begins, just follow the instructions from me and Rum."

……

In the Beetle in the parking lot, Conan stroked his chin and pondered the information he had overheard. Since all the members of the Junior Detective League came to the Fantasy Park, he knew that the infiltrated Hashimoto was also here. However, he didn't expect that he was also the target of the other party's assassination.

Dr. Agasa: "Shinichi, what should we do next? Should we continue..."

Huibara didn't say anything, but just glanced at Conan calmly, waiting for his decision. Conan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only tenacity and courage, and he said.

"Intervene. No matter what, we must not let the organization's conspiracy succeed!"

……

Conan quickly left the team, squatted down by the window, and carefully stuck his head out to observe the situation outside the hotel.

The second floor where we were located was facing the Fantasy Park. The sniping point just now should have been that building, but it should have been destroyed by the Chinese MSS who had previously protected Yitelin.

Conan took out his detective badge again and contacted Professor Agasa and Ai who were in the inner hall on the first floor. According to Secretary Takada, everyone in the inner hall was trapped by the organization. In other words, the organization did not want this large group of people to disturb them in order to create conditions for assassination.

For Xiao Ai's safety, it is indeed appropriate for them to stay there, and it would be nice for them to serve as a staff department.

"Gray, how are you guys doing now?"

In the inner hall where the power was out, panic was about to engulf the place, and the staff were on the verge of collapse. Secretary Takada had been missing from the beginning, and Kazami Yuya had no choice but to reveal his identity to shock the crowd that was about to revolt.

He was also trying to find a way to open the door, but unfortunately, the door was welded shut by some wicked person and could not be opened for the time being. There were many civilians here, and it was impossible for them to bring in weapons of mass destruction, not even the shotgun that Tianshangxing liked.

Yuya Kazami: "Where is your captain? Didn't he say he was all here? Come and help us and see if we can break down the door."

Tianshangxing said calmly, glancing at the eavesdropping surveillance camera with a mocking tone, "He's not here, and Tianqiaoxing isn't here either. I've been the only one here since the beginning, in order to deceive the organization that's been monitoring us."

"Huh? Why, this isn't the plan..."

"No, that's the plan."

Dr. Agasa, who was eavesdropping in the crowd, understood their conversation very well. The organization didn't know him anyway, so as long as it wasn't Ai, it wouldn't have much impact if he was discovered.

After a while, Dr. Agasa's administrator badge rang (a replica of the detective badge. If you want to activate the team's voice chat, it's impossible to take out your phone in public. That's how tacky it is. This was suggested by Natsume Hoshi). It was Ai looking for him. Conan sent a message.

Conan asked about the situation. Ai acted as a transit station and Dr. Agasa repeated what he had just heard. Conan nodded, and then asked about Genta and the other four, especially asking if there was anyone missing.

Xiao Ai looked at the four little ones who had been made to behave themselves and stop making trouble by using the authority of Teacher Natsume (math homework) and replied.

Conan privately told Dr. Agasa, Ai and Natsume all the information he knew about Haguro. Ai naturally understood that Haguro was also trapped here, so how could the organization assassinate him?

But because of this, Macallan became an unstable factor in the plan, and the key still lay in those three people, Forsyth, Bourbon and Cohen.

Conan told Xiao Ai to keep a close eye on Zhuo Zhen and Maria before hanging up the phone. Then he turned on his glasses and retrieved the bug that he had accidentally attached to Black Russian's clothes.