Chapter 203 Kidnapped James
When everyone arrived at the parking lot and didn't see anyone, they shouted James' name.
Yuya pulled Miyano Shiho and whispered to her beside him.
Miyano Shiho crossed her arms and said to Yuya, "You don't seem to be in a hurry?"
Youye shrugged his shoulders: "He's that old, how could he be lost? If you think of the worst, he was kidnapped at most. Many people think that foreigners are rich. Besides, you can't look for him like they did, right?"
Miyano Shiho glanced at the little kids and inadvertently saw Yuantai shouting Mr. James under the car, and she suddenly fell silent.
Are you looking for a cat or a dog? Would James crawl under a car for no reason?
"I think I found Mr. James' car!" Mitsuhiko suddenly shouted.
Everyone followed the sound and found a brown-gray SUV with a white lion puppet in front of the driver's seat.
Considering that James said he really likes watching animal performances, and the white lion is the representative animal of this circus, I think it must be his car.
The car door was open and the key was in it, but there was no one there.
"Are you guys looking for someone?" Three new little brats happened to pass by.
"Yeah, did you see a foreigner?" Conan asked.
The leading kid was holding a football in his hand. He pointed to a small path and said, "Yes, I just saw a foreigner and two uncles in coats passing by there."
When Conan heard this, his detective instinct told him that this matter was not simple, so he immediately ran over there.
When Mitsuhiko heard the hurried footsteps, he turned around and shouted anxiously, "Ah! Conan, you are acting alone again." He hurriedly followed with Ayumi and Genta.
Youya was worried that the kids might run around and get into accidents, and Conan easily forgets his surroundings when he encounters a case, so he could only helplessly follow them holding Miyano Shiho's hand.
Conan ran out of the alley, looked around, but did not see James.
"He wouldn't go out to eat with his friends and forget about us, right?" Mitsuhiko couldn't help but doubt. He remembered that James just said he had a friend here.
Conan said in a deep voice: "It shouldn't be, look at this." He held up the thing he had just picked up from the ground, which was a cell phone pendant with a little lion.
"This, couldn't be Mr. James's pendant?" Ayumi asked with some concern.
"It's very likely. Look." Conan turned the inside of the pendant strap over and pointed at the text on it. "The P, &, and A here were deliberately painted red. I suspect he might have been involved in trouble, so he left a message for help for us."
James just showed his admiration for Conan's reasoning ability, and You also revealed his identity as a detective to the reporter.
If James really encountered something, he guessed that if he didn't go back, Conan and others would go looking for him, so he left a secret code for help.
"Isn't that bad? We have to find him quickly!" Ayumi said anxiously.
Conan nodded vigorously: "Let's call the police first no matter what." If it was just a false alarm, it would be fine. If they really encountered trouble, the sooner they called the police, the sooner they could rescue the other person.
"What a crow's mouth." Miyano Shiho whispered in Yuya's ear. It seems that the kidnapping that Yuya just mentioned casually is almost true.
Yuya's mouth twitched slightly: "How can you blame me for this? It's all Conan's fault. Every time I go out with him, I always encounter a case, no matter how big or small it is."
He just remembered the script. In fact, James was kidnapped because of Conan's physique.
However, because he is one of the FBI, Red Team members, he will become Conan's assistant when facing the organization in the future, so he was not killed, but just kidnapped.
If another passerby had come here, he might have discovered a corpse instead of a secret code.
"Really?" Miyano Shiho did not comment.
Youya was silent for a moment, then glared at Conan fiercely, "It's all your fault! You've ruined my reputation!"
Conan felt a chill on his back, and turned around suddenly to find Yuya glaring at him fiercely. He was immediately confused:???
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Back to earlier times
James arrived at the parking lot and had just paid the parking fee and was about to drive away when someone grabbed his shoulder.
He looked back and saw two men in coats, one of whom was wearing sunglasses.
The man without sunglasses held up a police handbook with the words "Metropolitan Police Department" on the cover: "Hello, we are the police. Is this car yours?"
James nodded and replied, "It's the car I rented."
I was a little wary. When a Japanese policeman shows his identity, he should show the first page of the police manual showing his ID and badge, but he only showed the cover. Could it be that these two people...
"Oh, actually we received a report that this car was stolen a few days ago. It was a stolen car."
"We need to know where you rented the car and the details of the time. We also need to know your name and the hotel you stayed in."
"But it may not be convenient to talk here. If possible, let's go to the police car over there to talk."
James was a little unsure of the other party's identity and could only agree temporarily.
The three walked towards the police car.
Before getting in the car, James suddenly thought of something and said, "Well, I have a few friends waiting for me. Can I go and inform them first and go over later?"
As soon as he finished speaking, James felt something pressing against his waist.
He looked down and his pupils shrank suddenly - it was a black pistol.
"Get in the car." One of the men said with a gloomy face.
James was shocked. Could it be someone from the organization? Was his whereabouts exposed?
"Get in the car!" Seeing James standing there motionless, the man with the gun pushed James into the car forcefully.
James struggled subconsciously, but was hit hard by the butt of a gun and fell into the car, and something flew out of his hand.
Huh? The gunman quickly looked down and found that it was a little lion doll. He immediately lost interest and got into the car with his companion.
James grabbed his finger and acted in pain: "You are so rude. You hurt my finger."
The two men sneered and ignored James.
James said with fear, "You guys, you're not the police, are you?" Could they really be members of the organization? He had just arrived in Neon to watch an animal show, and he was already exposed?
The gunman sitting on the right sneered and took off his sunglasses: "You don't need to care so much, Mr. Hawke."
"No!" James explained hurriedly, "I'm not Hawke, my name is James..."
"James?" The man who had just shown the police manual sat on the left. He sneered, "Are you tired of being a cowboy and planning to change your career to become an underground intelligence agent for Ingrith?"
James was speechless: "You are talking about James Bond, I am..."
"Who cares if he's Bond or Zedd? We're going to our place next, so you just have to behave yourself." The gunman poked James' waist with his gun and warned him gloomily, "Mr. 007, will you cooperate?"
James' pupils shrank slightly.
007 usually refers to James Bond, but who is James Bond? He is a famous agent in the movie, so 007 is sometimes referred to as an agent.
Could these two people really be members of the organization? And have they discovered his identity?
"Hmph, just be honest. With you as my hostage, I can already imagine countless money flying towards me." The man with the police manual couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.
Hearing this, the three kidnappers in the car burst into laughter, and they were all imagining a wonderful life in the future where they could spend money lavishly.
James' tense expression relaxed and he sighed regretfully in his heart.
It seems that you are not the one I am looking for!