Chapter 54 Eavesdropping on Gin's Private Telephone

The doctor drove over, Conan got in, asked him to park the car farther away, and then waited quietly.

The doctor did as he was told, but still asked in confusion: "Shinichi, what exactly do you want me to come here for?"

Before Conan could answer, the car door opened and he was surprised to see Yuya sitting in.

Yuya touched Conan's head and said to the doctor, "This kid saw the car of the organization member and couldn't control himself. He installed a bug and planned to eavesdrop on the information."

Conan slapped Yuya's hand away in surprise and asked, "Why are you here?"

Yuya pointed to the second floor and explained, "I was eating up there just now, and I saw you sneakily climbing up to Gin's car."

Conan's eyes widened: "You saw it too?"

Yuya nodded and looked at Conan with a slightly dangerous look: "Do you know how dangerous this behavior is? If you are caught by Gin, not only you, but also the people around you will be in great danger."

Conan's expression changed slightly: "But this is a rare opportunity."

"Yes, it's a rare opportunity," Yuya propped up his chin, looked at Miyano Shiho walking away, and said dimly, "A rare chance to die."

"Hey, hey, hey," Conan's face turned ugly. Now that he calmed down, he realized how dangerous his behavior was. He stammered, "Shouldn't you be on my side?"

Youye sighed: "I am on your side, but the premise is that there will be no danger. You have to remember that you are not alone, you have parents, friends, classmates, and..."

Looking into Conan's eyes, he said word by word: "Mauri Ran."

Conan's pupils suddenly dilated and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Yuu didn't intend to give him time to react, and continued: "It seems that Uncle Yusaku didn't teach you enough lessons last time."

Conan was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Yuya looked at Conan and said calmly: "You don't really think that Uncle Yusaku arranged such a drama just to test your reasoning ability?"

Conan lowered his head and whispered: "Of course I know that he doesn't want me to be in danger and wants to take me abroad, but!"

Conan suddenly raised his head and looked at Yuya, and said firmly: "This is not just my problem! Although my original goal was to find the poison and make an antidote to restore my original body.

However, this organization has done so many bad things behind the scenes and harmed so many people. There must be many people who have been framed like me."

"Thinking of this, how can I just sit there and do nothing?"

After only a few contacts, Conan realized how cruel this organization's methods were. They would silence people at any time. God knows how many crimes they have committed?

How could he, with such a strong sense of justice, bear to see this?

Yuya was stunned for a moment and looked at Conan in surprise.

The two of them just stared at each other.

After a while, Youya chuckled: "That's true. Now that you know about the existence of the organization, how can you, as a detective, just sit back and do nothing?"

Yuya once didn't quite understand why he was much more famous than Kudo Shinichi now, but he was not replaced by him as the savior of the Japanese police world. Now it seems... there is a reason.

Sure enough, only people with a strong sense of justice like Kudo Shinichi or Edogawa Conan can gain true recognition from others, right?

As for Yuya Kamiya, he is just an "ordinary" high school detective. In unknown places, he even jumps back and forth between white and black - and has been deducted a lot of reward points for this.

"Although I don't want to interrupt your conversation," Dr. Agasa suddenly spoke up, "but those two people have come out."

Yuya and Conan turned their heads and looked forward at the same time. Gin and Vodka had appeared across the street.

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and put his hands in his pockets, completely ignoring the passing vehicles and walked straight towards his car.

A small truck was forced to stop by Gin, and the driver leaned out and yelled at Gin: "Asshole, do you want to die?"

Gin turned around suddenly and looked at the driver with murderous eyes.

The driver was so frightened that he shuddered and quickly shrank back into the car like a quail.

Gin didn't bother to care about the driver and went back to his car with Vodka.

"Huh?" Gin looked down at the ground, "Why are there so many footprints next to the car?"

Vodka smiled and said, "Maybe it's just passers-by admiring the car. After all, big brother's car is rare nowadays!"

Gin sneered, lowered his head slightly to hide his smug smile, and said sarcastically: "This German tree frog is really famous..."

The two did not think much about it. After all, such things happened frequently. They opened the door, got in the car, and drove forward quickly.

"Hurry, Doctor, follow me!" Conan patted the driver's seat anxiously.

"I know, I know." Dr. Agasa was a little nervous and tried to start the car several times before he could start it.

"Don't follow too closely, just make sure you're within the range of the bug," Youya reminded.

Dr. Agasa nodded repeatedly. This was exactly what he was planning to do. After all, just tracking made him scared. If he was discovered, he would probably be killed.

He is still single and doesn't want to die.

Conan turned on the tracking system on his glasses, watched the movement of the signal and directed Professor Agasa to drive, while listening carefully to the movements in the bug.

It’s just that Gin and Vodka had no intention of talking, and apart from the slight noise of the engine, there was no other sound.

Just as Conan was silently saying in his heart, "Hurry up and talk so that I can hear some information," the sound of a cell phone ringing came from the eavesdropping device.

"There's a phone call!" Conan whispered.

Yuya quickly came over, put his ear close to Conan's, and listened.

"Yes, it's me..." Gin answered the phone.

"Can you please turn up your voice a little bit?" Yuya poked Conan.

"Shh, don't talk. I'm adjusting it." Conan touched the frame a few times and turned the volume up to the maximum. Gin's voice immediately became clear and audible.

"... How's the situation over there? What? No one has arrived yet?"

"Don't worry, the target will show up at the Beihu Hotel at 6pm. He doesn't know yet that today will be his and your memorial service."

"The important thing is that the order from above is to kill him before he comes into contact with the police. If anything happens, it doesn't matter if you use that drug."

That medicine? Yuya and Conan looked at each other.

"Don't screw it up, Pisco."

Gin hung up the phone.

Huh? He lowered his eyes and saw a scratch near the door lock.

"Vodka, how many times have I told you to be careful when driving? If you damage my car again, I will consider changing your subordinates." Gin said coldly.

"Ah? Brother, I just had my car serviced yesterday and I didn't see any scratches?" Vodka was shocked.

"Is that so?" Gin's eyes were cold.

Although Vodka is a little stupid, he is still very reliable. Gin felt something was wrong and searched the car with his eyes. Finally, he looked under the seat and reached out to feel around.

Vodka looked at his brother's actions in confusion.

A terrifying smile suddenly appeared on Gin's face. He was pinching a ball of white colloid between his fingers, with a black object inside.

Vodka was confused. He had cleaned it carefully yesterday. What was this? He couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what is this?"

Gin sneered: "It should be a bug and a transmitter!"

Conan was shocked and blurted out: "Oh no, we've been discovered!"

Youya shouted, "The road ahead is turning, Doctor. We can't follow you any further!"

Dr. Agasa was startled and quickly turned the steering wheel, turning the car in another direction.

"You didn't leave any loopholes, did you?" Yuya asked Conan.

Conan shook his head: "I have carefully wiped off the fingerprints, and the bug was also removed with a special adhesive, so it won't be exposed."

Yuya nodded slightly, "But you actually missed that scratch."

Conan was silent. It was indeed his negligence, but he still couldn't remember when the scratch was left.

Was it when he used a clothes hanger to unlock the door? Damn it, he was in a hurry to wipe the fingerprints and was so careless.