"Maybe the two of them think we won't be able to help..." After hearing Ayumi's question, Mitsuhiko sighed softly.
"After all, every time something happens, neither of them takes us with them..."
"Obviously we are all children..."
"That's right! We are obviously very powerful!"
"It's just that they are smarter than us..."
"Conan is still with Dongye now. Looking at the photos he sent to Haiyuan, it feels very dangerous..."
"After we leave here, let's save him."
"Found it! Come here quickly! It's the warehouse that Haiyuan and the others were talking about!"
While a few people were chatting, Mitsuhiko finally found the vent connected to the warehouse and whispered to the other two people to come over quickly.
"Where is it! Let me see!"
"Shh! Keep your voice down!"
This vent was very small, no bigger than a football. The three of them lay down next to it and carefully looked down through the gap.
From their perspective, they could clearly see many men and women in gorgeous clothes standing in the warehouse below, and they could even see some armed terrorists at the edge of their field of vision.
"This is it! Look! It's Haiyuan!" Suddenly, Yuantai pointed to the front of the warehouse and shouted.
The other two people quickly adjusted their posture and looked in the direction he was pointing, just in time to see the rolling shutter door of the warehouse being opened. Haibara Ai was roughly thrown in by the terrorists, and then roughly thrown into the crowd.
"Those guys!"
"Shh! Calm down! Now is not the time to get angry!"
After shouting in a low voice to stop the angry Genta, Mitsuhiko quickly took out Haibara Ai's mobile phone, took as many photos as possible of the situation in the warehouse, and then uploaded them all to the software.
[Conan, this is the situation in the warehouse. Haihara has already entered. 】
"..."
"Then child, she actually went in alone?"
In the president's office of Dongye Building, Kananko Shimazaki looked at the photos sent by the three little ones on the software with an incredible look on her face.
In order to obtain specific information about those bombs, he dared to run alone into a warehouse that was closely guarded by terrorists. Is this really the courage and consciousness that a child can possess?
"That's the kind of person she is." Conan also looked solemn. After quickly editing a message that you should be careful about and sending it, he put away his phone and started looking around in the messy office.
He has seen the pictures of the three little ones. There are terrorists with guns everywhere in the warehouse. Those people control every move in the warehouse.
Unless the police can get to the entrance of the warehouse without their knowledge, and then launch a surprise attack from the direction of the three rolling shutter doors at the same time, it will be possible to rescue them with a smaller cost of casualties. Otherwise, there is basically no way to rescue those people through a frontal breakthrough. Possibility of being held hostage.
But this is obviously unrealistic.
So we can only find ways to outsmart them.
Of course, whether it was to break through by force or outmaneuver him, he had to leave this office first.
Haiyuan has already sneaked into that warehouse, how can he continue to waste time here!
"Conan, what are you looking for?" Kananko Shimazaki looked at him doubtfully.
"I'm looking for any tools that can help us pry open the door, but Sister Nanzi, please come and help." Conan said with his back to her.
Although he has already suspected Shimazaki Kananko's identity, for now, her memory has not yet been restored, and she is indeed a trustworthy companion.
Now that Uncle Maori is still "lying dead", he can only rely on Shimazaki Kananko.
"Okay." Without hesitation, Kananko Shimazaki nodded immediately.
"Although this door is squeezed and deformed by the tilt of the building, I think if you have some suitable tools, you should be able to use a lever-like principle to pry it open bit by bit. Of course, if you can find some that can be used for lubrication, Things might be better..."
Saying this, the two quickly began to rummage through the debris on the ground.
Kananko Shimazaki first searched around the desk, but after finding nothing useful, he set his sights on the wine cabinet in another corner of the office.
The memory of her pouring herself wine in front of the wine cabinet suddenly flashed through her mind.
[It seems that my relationship with this company is really unusual...]
Recalling her extremely skillful movements in her memory, Kananko Shimazaki smiled bitterly.
As more and more memories are recovered, she now feels less and less like an ordinary architect...
[What if the recovered memory is not good for me...]
Shaking his head to get rid of the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, Kananko Shimazaki quickly stood up and walked over.
Due to the previous explosion, most of the wine bottles placed outside the wine cabinet were shaken down, turning into puddles of viscous liquid mixed with glass fragments on the floor.
The strong smell of alcohol hit her nose. Kananko Shimazaki carefully avoided the glass fragments, opened the wine cabinet and took a look inside.
Among the pile of swaying wine bottles, she found a small bottle of opened and used salad oil in the bottom corner of the wine cabinet. It seemed that it had been forgotten long ago and had been stuffed in this corner.
"Looks like we're really lucky."
Taking out the small bottle of salad oil, Kananko Shimazaki turned back to Conan and said with a smile: "Conan, I found a bottle of salad oil."
"Oh? That's really helpful, Sister Nanzi!"
When Conan, who was digging around in the bookcase, heard this, he also pulled out a golf club from under a pile of debris.
"This thing is a little soft...but it should be enough."
Looking at the slightly deformed club, Conan scratched his head. Without caring about the preciousness of the club, he stood diagonally on the ground with one end of it and kicked it hard towards the middle of the club.
This kick directly knocked the entire club into a right angle.
But Conan felt that it was not enough, so he turned over and stepped on it twice until it turned into an acute angle that was close to each other, and finally nodded with satisfaction.
"That should be enough... Wow!"
Just when he turned around to go to the door to try out his new tool, something suddenly tripped him next to the pile of debris where he had just pulled out the club.
"Conan!"
"It hurts! I'm fine..."
Getting up from the ground, Conan covered his head and looked back at the thing that tripped him, a square metal box.
It's a safe.
Judging from its current position, it is speculated that the safe should have been hidden inside the bookcase before it exploded. After the bookcase fell, it was pressed underneath by the books until Conan, who had just not noticed it, tripped over. .
"Is this where President Moriyama uses it to store cash?"
Conan didn't pay too much attention to it. Many company bosses would put a safe with cash in their office. This was normal.
However, what he didn't expect was that Kananko Shimazaki on the side suddenly fell into a trance after seeing the safe. She walked over slowly, looked straight at it, then raised her hand, He unlocked the safe very skillfully.
"K-But Sister Nanzi?!"
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(End of chapter)
