Conan: The truth lies only within the range of fire

Umisaru Island.

Gin, vodka, Vermouth, Chianti, Cohen and Kiel have already disembarked from the yacht and come ashore.

Looking at the yacht going away, Chianti asked puzzledly: "Why did you let him drive the boat back?"

Gin replied: "I just asked him to park the boat farther away and wait for orders, because it would be too conspicuous if it was parked at the dock."

Vodka asked, "But brother, did you really see a fire on the beach?"

Gin said with certainty: "Well, I won't be wrong."

Kiel looked around and said, "But there are no signs of fire around. There are a lot of footprints left by campers."

Gin saw a footprint and stopped immediately, and the people behind him also stopped.

Gin asked Vodka: "How many hours ago did the tourists come here to play?"

Vodka looked at his watch and replied, "The last boat left at 4pm, and it's 3am now, so it was about 11 hours ago."

Gin squatted down and observed the footprints carefully: "Do you know? Footprints left on the beach will become blurred after half a day, but this footprint is very clear, and there is no sign of fire nearby..."

Gin groped directly under the sand, touched a stone, and a smile appeared on his face.

Gin picked up the stone and said, "Look, this is the stone that guy used to make fire. It's still a little hot to the touch."

Gin threw away the stone, took out a pistol and loaded it.

"He buried the thing in the sand on purpose, which means he had already noticed that we would come here. Let's split up and look for it!"

"understand!"

...

Conan is now very worried about Cameron: "Agent Cameron hasn't contacted us for a while. Is he okay?"

Just then, Shuichi Akai's phone rang.

Conan asked in surprise: "Are you here?"

Shuichi Akai replied: "No, this is not a call from Cameron, but a call from Kiel who has infiltrated the organization, that is, Rena Mizunashi from the CIA."

Conan was surprised and Akai Shuichi answered the phone.

"I'm Akai. How are you now? Is it convenient to talk?"

Kiel, who was hiding in the bushes and talking on the phone, said, "Well, after we arrived at Umimonjima, we started looking for Agent Cameron separately. I shot him at the tunnel exit of the Umifirefly parking lot. I avoided his vital parts at that time, but if I receive the order to shoot again next time, I'm sorry, I have to aim at his face and shoot.

Because it seems that someone in the organization remembers what Agent Cameron looks like, okay?"

Akai Shuichi paused and said, "Well, no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Kamiya Minatsuki narrowed his eyes and asked, "Hey, the relationship between the CIA and your FBI seems to be pretty good now. Are you fully cooperating?"

Shuichi Akai put away his phone and said, "No, it's just that Rena Mizunashi and I are working together."

Kamiya Minatsuki exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Oh? You're very cooperative, I even called to remind you to aim at that big guy's head next time you shoot."

"She's just worried that if she kills Cameron, our FBI will reveal her undercover identity in retaliation. It's just a mutual benefit. We have to speed up. I'm worried that Cameron won't be able to hold on for much longer."

Shuichi Akai stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and sped towards the Umihotaru parking lot.

...

Gin and his friends searched for Cameron everywhere on Umimon Island.

Chianti was looking for him impatiently: "Damn it, damn it! I can't see that guy anywhere! Did he escape from this island a long time ago?"

Cohen agreed with Chianti's guess: "I feel that way a little bit, too."

Kiel took the opportunity to agree, "That's possible. After all, it's only 1.2 kilometers from Umisaru Island to Yokosuka on the other side. It's definitely possible to swim across this distance."

However, Vermouth directly denied what Kiel said: "No, if that's the case, he wouldn't have needed to cover up the traces of the fire. If we thought he was here, and we focused all our attention on this island and ignored the movements on the sea, he could buy time to swim away."

Keel lowered her head slightly. She could only help so far, so she agreed, "You're right."

Vodka wondered, "Why doesn't he do that?"

Gin laughed grimly, "Because he can't swim anymore. He must have used up all his energy just to swim to this island. Even if he is trying to buy time to escape from the sea, our yacht is nearby to monitor the situation. This FBI, no matter how hard he struggles, he can't escape from our grasp!"

Vodka laughed twice: "You are absolutely right, brother."

In a closed store not far from Gin and his friends.

Cameron leaned against the window, gasping for breath, nervously looking at Gin and the others who were searching.

In Cameron's headphones, Shuichi Akai's voice never stopped, and he was planning for Cameron.

Akai Shuichi asked: "Cameron, did you get all the things I just mentioned?"

Cameron replied in a low voice, "I got it. I found three sacks of coffee beans in the coffee shop on Umimon Island. One of the sacks still had coffee beans in it. I poured them all out. Also, I got some tape and a utility knife at the tourist service center next to the coffee shop."

Akai Shuichi reminded: "There should be straws in the coffee shop, right? Take a few of those too."

"Okay." Cameron did as he was told and went to the coffee shop to get the straws. Then he asked in confusion, "But what are we going to do with these things?"

"Of course it's to allow you to better integrate with nature."

Conan asked Cameron: "By the way, can you tell us what else you have with you?"

Cameron took out all his stuff. "Nothing special. I have a portable flashlight, an FBI ID, a cell phone with a broken positioning function, and the earphones that came with the cell phone. By the way, I'm still carrying the duckbill beret that Mr. Akai gave me before we left. I thought I'd return it to you later."

Conan asked Akai Shuichi: "Mr. Akai, is this hat..."

Akai Hide nodded: "Yes, just like my knitted hat, it was invented by Dr. Agasa."

Shuichi Akai praised, "Well done Cameron, this might become my trump card."

Cameron looked at the hat in his hand, wondering how this hat became a trump card?

Just when Cameron wanted to ask in detail, the door of the coffee shop was opened, and Chianti and Vodka entered the coffee shop.