Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

"Huh~ I finally escaped."

As the tablecloth was put down and Conan's vision returned to darkness, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, through the signal receiver, Conan eavesdropped on the voice speaking on the other side through the earphones.

"Drip drop~"

"Drip drop~"

"Drip~"

However, Conan was disappointed that since the two masked men left here, the two of them had not discussed a single word, and the only sound that could be transmitted to Henan No. 2 Middle School was the beeping sound of the machine.

"Is this the sound made by the instrument they were holding just now?"

Conan began to guess the true nature of the matter through some fragments.

"Huh? Siren, this is it! Are the police coming?"

Suddenly, this sentence came from Conan's earphones.

"Come on, come here so fast, something must be abnormal. Maybe we were deceived, and we haven't found anything for so long. Maybe this is a scam at all."

Then there was the sound of a rapid trot.

"Okay, but in order to ensure a safe retreat, it's better to bring an amulet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Conan heard a burst of exclamation. Then, with the sound of electricity flashing through, Conan's earphones lost the sound.

"Damn it! Have you been discovered? But the situation is urgent, so they probably don't have time to take care of me."

But at this moment, Conan was indeed overthinking. At this moment, his gum bug was lying in half on the banquet floor. It was obviously because it was not installed properly just now. I accidentally slipped it and got stepped on.

Less than a minute later, calm returned to the banquet hall. The tablecloth was lifted again, and what came into Conan's eyes was Xiaolan's face.

"Conan, are you okay?"

While asking, Xiaolan smoothly lifted Conan out.

"Sister Xiaolan, where were those bad guys just now?"

Pretending to be scared, Conan asked in a pitiful tone.

"They had already left just now, apparently because of the sound of sirens downstairs, but when they left, they also captured a visitor and acted as a hostage."

"Hostage? Who did they capture?"

Hearing Xiaolan's explanation, Conan's pupils shrank and he looked around the venue, trying to find the person who had been kidnapped. Unfortunately, even though Conan's true identity was high school student Kudo Shinichi, his friendship profile was still there. It was not enough for him to know the identity of the people present.

The large number of unfamiliar faces made Conan's mind go blank for a moment.

"What they captured was Officer Shiratori's attending physician, Dr. Kyousuke Futo from Yoneka Yakushino Hospital."

Fortunately, Xiaolan solved Conan's doubts in time and told him who the kidnapped person was.

"They are not members of the consortium or the police. It seems that these masked men did not report this action. They have some strange purpose. Could it be that, as they said, they just came to the venue to look for something?"

Although his inner self-consciousness told Conan that this matter must not be that simple. This group of masked men worked hard and carried so many firepower weapons to lurk here. It is impossible just to find something. If they really want to do that, it will not be possible at all. There is no need to go to such trouble, you just need to send someone with better skills over to investigate secretly.

But judging from the clues collected so far, it seems that the other party really came to organize this action for such a simple reason. For a while, even Conan, who was always good at figuring out psychology, felt at a loss.

However, Odagiri Toshiro, who stood aside and watched the whole incident, stretched out his right hand and touched his chin, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"What's wrong, Minister Odagiri, did you think of something?"

Miyamoto Kiyohisa, standing next to Odagiri Toshiro, asked in a puzzled tone.

"Ah, it's okay. By the way, President Miyamoto, I hope you can help prevent the media from publicizing this incident too much. After all, the Metropolitan Police Department is really under a lot of pressure during this period."

Shaking his head, as if he suddenly remembered something, Odagiri Toshiro added another request to Miyamoto Kiyohisa.

"I understand, don't worry, I have a sense of discretion in this kind of thing."

Miyamoto Kiyohisa nodded, but his eyes were looking at the door of the banquet hall.

At this moment, a woman wearing a dress that was not very neat trotted in and went straight to Sato Miwako.

"The party hasn't started yet, it's really great! Miwako, please help me see if the zipper on my back is not zipped properly? Please help me tidy it up!"

Such a careless behavior, coupled with the fact that the banquet hall had become peaceful and quiet due to the masked robber incident, immediately made her the focus of the banquet hall.

"Yumi, please pay attention to your image, you are so flustered."

The person coming was none other than Yumi Miyamoto. It would make sense for these two people to get together. Miwako Sato also had a carefree personality and walked up to recognize each other without any hesitation.

"Oh, isn't this because I still have to be on duty today? I just finished my mission. I even drove the police car downstairs, changed into a uniform in the bathroom and came over. By the way, was there something going on in this building just now? Why? Did a helicopter appear on the roof just now?"

While explaining why she came so late and in such a hurry, Miyamoto Yumi asked doubtfully.

"Use a helicopter to escape?"

After getting this information, my eyes, Conan's and Odagiri Toshiro's eyes all fluctuated.

Immediately afterwards, Odagiri Toshiro took out his mobile phone and requested support from the Operations Department of the Metropolitan Police Headquarters and asked them to track the escaping helicopter.

As for Conan, the frown on his forehead is getting deeper and deeper, and there are more and more doubts about this case.

What is the real purpose of this group of masked robbers? Why did they take such action? And who is the mastermind behind them, who is able to use such great power to mobilize helicopters at will in downtown Tokyo? This series of questions swirled crazily in Conan's mind.

As for Miyamoto Kiyoshi, he noticed another blind spot.

"So the siren we heard just now was made by the traffic police patrol car?"

As soon as this statement came out, Miyamoto Yumi once again became the focus of everyone's attention.

But this time, she no longer plays the role of a conspicuous bag, but becomes everyone's savior.

Fortunately, the slightly nervous Miyamoto Yumi has not completely noticed all these changes in eyes, but only seems slightly curious.

"Yumi, you really made a great contribution this time!"

My best friend Sato Miwako, who had already finished all the plots in her mind, naturally couldn't see her sisters continuing to be confused, so she quickly told Miyamoto Yumi everything about what had just happened.

Next, although one person was missing from the banquet and something like that happened just now, with the police present to stabilize the morale of the soldiers, the banquet went on smoothly after all.