"Maybe the two of them think we won't be able to help......" Listening to Ayumi's question, Mitsuhiko sighed softly.

"After all, every time something happens, neither of them takes us ......"

"Obviously, everyone is a child......"

"That's it! We're obviously pretty good too! ”

"It's just that they're smarter than we are......"

"Conan is still on Toha's side now, and looking at the photos he sent to Gray Plains, it feels like it's also dangerous......"

"When we get out of here, let's go rescue him."

"Found it! Come here! It's the warehouse they were talking about! ”

In the midst of the small talk of several people, Mitsuhiko finally found the vent that connected to the warehouse, and whispered to the other two to come over.

"Where, where! Let me see! ”

"Shhhh Be quiet! ”

The vent was small, no bigger than a soccer ball, and the three of them lay next to it, looking cautiously down through the gap.

From their vantage point, they could clearly see a number of gorgeously dressed men and women standing in the warehouse below, and even some terrorists with guns could be seen at the edge of the field of vision.

"This is it! See! It's the Gray Plains! Suddenly, Motota pointed to the front of the warehouse and shouted.

The other two hurriedly adjusted their postures and looked in the direction he was pointing, just in time to see the shutter door of the warehouse being opened, and Gray Yuan Wai was rudely thrown in by the terrorists, and then rudely thrown into the crowd.

"Those guys!"

"Shhhh Calm down! Now is not the time to get angry! ”

Whispering to stop the angry Motota, Mitsuhiko quickly took out Ai Ashbara's mobile phone, took as many photos of the situation in the warehouse as he could, and then uploaded them all to the software.

[Conan, this is the situation in that warehouse, Gray Plains she has already entered. 】

“……”

"That kid, did she really go in alone?"

In the president's office of the East Leaf Building, Kanako Shimazaki looked at the photos from the three little ones on the software, with an incredible look on her face.

In order to get specific information about those bombs, dare to run into the warehouse that is heavily guarded by those terrorists, is this really the courage and consciousness that a child can have?

"She's such a person." Conan was equally solemn, and after quickly editing a message you need to be careful about, he put away his phone and began to search around the cluttered office.

He had seen the picture of the three little ones, and there were terrorists with guns everywhere in the warehouse, and those people controlled every move in the warehouse.

Unless the police can kill the door of the warehouse without their knowledge, and then launch a surprise attack from the direction of the three roller shutters at the same time, so that it is possible to rescue them with less casualties, there is basically no possibility of breaking through from the front to rescue those who have been held hostage.

But this is obviously not realistic.

So I can only find a way to outwit it.

Of course, whether it was a force breakthrough or outwitting, he had to leave this office before that.

Gray Plains had already infiltrated that warehouse, how could he continue to waste time here!

"Conan, what are you looking for?" Kanako Shimazaki looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm looking for any tools that can help us pry open that door, but Sister Nanzi, you can help too." Conan said with his back to her.

Although he has already suspected the identity of Kanako Shimazaki, for now, she is indeed a trustworthy companion whose memory has not yet been restored.

Now that Uncle Maori is still "lying on the corpse", he can only rely on Kanako Shimazaki.

"Okay." Without hesitation, Konanko Shimazaki nodded immediately.

"Although the door was squeezed and deformed by the tilt of the building, I thought that if I had some suitable tools, I could pry it open a little bit with a lever-like principle, and of course it would be better if I could find something that could be used to lubricate it......"

With that, the two quickly began rummaging through the debris on the ground.

Kanako Shimazaki first searched around the desk and found nothing that could be used, then looked at the wine cabinet in another corner of the office.

In her mind, the memory of pouring herself wine in front of this wine cabinet suddenly flashed.

[It seems that my relationship with this company is really unusual......]

Recalling her incomparably skillful movements in her memory, Shimazaki Kanako smiled bitterly.

As her memories returned, she felt less and less like an ordinary architect now......

[If the recovered memories are not good for you......]

Shaking her head and shaking off the superfluous thoughts in her mind, Kanako Shimazaki quickly got up and walked over.

As a result of the previous explosion, most of the bottles placed outside the wine cabinet were shaken off, turning into puddles of viscous liquid mixed with glass shards on the floor.

The strong smell of alcohol came to her nose, and Kanako Shimazaki carefully avoided the shards of glass, opened the wine cabinet and looked inside.

In the pile of stray bottles, in the bottom corner of the wine cabinet, she found a small bottle of salad oil that had been opened and used, which seemed to have been forgotten and kept in this corner.

"It looks like we're really lucky."

Taking out this small bottle of salad oil, Konanko Shimazaki turned to Conan and smiled and said, "Conan, I found a bottle of salad oil." ”

"Oh? It's really a great help, Sister Konanzi! ”

Conan, who was digging around on the other side of the bookcase, heard this, and also pulled out a golf club from under the pile of clutter.

"It's a little soft...... But it should be enough. ”

Looking at the club, which had been slightly deformed, Conan scratched his head, ignoring the preciousness of the club, holding one end of it diagonally on the ground, and kicking hard towards the middle of the club.

This kick directly kicked the whole club at a right angle.

But Conan didn't think it was enough, and turned over and stomped on it twice, until it was turned into an acute angle that was almost close together, and then finally nodded in satisfaction.

"That should be pretty much enough...... Wow! ”

Just as he turned to go to the door to try on his new tool, something suddenly tripped him over the pile of debris he had just pulled out of his club.

"Conan!"

"It hurts! I'm fine......"

Rising from the ground, Conan covered his head and looked back at the thing that tripped him, a boxy metal box.

is a safe.

From its current location, it is assumed that the safe must have been hidden inside the bookcase before it exploded, and that it was crushed by the books after the bookcase collapsed, until Conan, who had not noticed it, had just tripped up.

"Could it be that President Moriyama used to store cash?"

Conan didn't pay much attention to it, and many company owners would keep a safe with cash in their office, which was normal.

However, what he didn't expect was that after seeing this safe, Konanko Shimazaki on the side suddenly fell into a trance, she slowly walked over, looked at it directly, and then raised her hand and unlocked the lock of the safe very skillfully.

"But, Sister Kenanzi?!"

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(End of chapter)