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So Conan concluded that the people kidnapped this time were not only Uncle Mori, Gin's son, but also Shimakawa, the real owner of the villa.

There may even be more victims...

While Ishii wasn't paying attention, Conan ran upstairs: "Uncle, can I go upstairs and take a look?"

Although he was asking, by the time he finished speaking, he had already climbed most of the stairs.

Ishii's face changed slightly, and he quickly chased after him to stop him: "No, kid, don't run around, come back quickly!"

But he shouted too late. With Conan's quick movement, he had already placed his hand on the handle of one of the rooms and pressed it down.

Conan immediately stuck his head in, then froze, slowly loosened his hand on the door handle, and took two steps back.

As he stepped back, the camera blocked by the door immediately captured the current scene clearly.

A man holding a gun and smoking a cigarette was standing at the door, staring at Conan with an unfriendly face. Inside the room, there were several burly men playing cards, looking over here.

There were bulges around their waists, probably because they were carrying guns.

Conan was leaning against the railing on the second floor, his pale little face looking particularly pitiful. Ishii chased up from downstairs, and seeing Conan being pointed at by a gun, he cursed, stepped forward and kicked Conan down.

"Damn little brat, I told you to stop running around. Why don't you just stay here quietly?" His face was ferocious, and there was no trace of the kind look he had pretended to have downstairs at the beginning.

Conan groaned and fell down with the force of his kick, tears filling his eyes: "Wow - wuwuwu, it hurts..."

"Ishii, what's going on? Why did a kid come in?" Seeing that Conan was the only child, the man who came out put away the gun in his hand and turned to question Ishii.

"This kid said that his dad left him at a gas station without him noticing, and he walked all the way here and got lost, so he wanted to borrow a phone to call his dad." Ishii told Conan the excuse he had given, "I thought this was a piece of cake, so what do you think, Hisata, do you want to try it?"

The man called Hisada reached out and lifted Conan up from the ground. Looking at Conan who was wiping away tears pitifully and dared not cry out loud, he suddenly frowned: "This kid - why do I feel that he looks a little familiar?"

"Looks familiar? How can a kid look familiar?" Just as Conan was getting nervous, a man holding cards inside shouted impatiently, "Hurry up, Hisata, are you still going to play cards? Ask Ishii to tie up that kid and throw him with those guys, and have him send the text message along with him."

Hisata probably thought that a child couldn't cause any big trouble, so he said a few words to Ishii, threw Conan to the ground, turned around, closed the door, and continued playing cards.

Ishii waited until the door was closed before he lowered his head and gave the closed door a vicious look, then dragged Conan directly to the next room.

There were only two rooms upstairs. When the door was opened, there was a storage room inside. After the man pressed the switch on the wall, a piece of the ceiling opened with a click, and then a small staircase slowly descended.

Ishii carried Conan up to the attic and threw him down.

Conan looked around and found several people lying on the ground in a mess. Even though Ishii moved quite a lot, they didn't make any noise and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

Conan didn't look at it any more. He continued to act like a drama queen with tears in his eyes: "Uncle, please don't kill me. My father is rich. He told me before that if I get kidnapped, I should tell the kidnapper uncle and he can give me a ransom. Don't rush to kill me. Uncle, I can contact my father..."

Ishii didn't expect Conan to fall into his trap. Before he even opened his mouth, he offered to pay money to ensure his safety. After asking for Conan's number, he followed his trick and sent a blackmail text message.

He pulled a rope and tied Conan's hands and feet: "Don't worry, kid, we only want money. As long as you behave yourself, we can let you go after you get the money."

Conan nodded very honestly. After Ishii went down, he lay on the ground and listened for a while. When he found that there was no movement, he moved his butt forward to look at the people lying on the ground.

Chapter 678 Gin’s son = Vodka?

Conan was tied up, so it was not very convenient for him to move, and his vision was mostly blocked by the adult's body in front of him, making it a bit difficult to observe.

Conan frowned. He couldn't stand up because his legs were tied. If he wanted to stand up and walk, he could only jump, but that would make too much noise. He might as well just slowly move forward with his butt.

He tried to move around, bypassing the man who was blocking his view, and saw the entire attic clearly from the side.

Besides him, there were only four other people lying in the attic, all of whom were adults, with no children at all.

Where is Gin's son?

But the figure hidden in the darkness in the far corner, which was not very clear, looked familiar...

However, Conan soon set his eyes on Mouri Kogoro who was not far in front of him. He sat on the ground, put his feet on Mouri Kogoro's thighs, and used the strength of his waist to shake Mouri Kogoro with his feet, trying to wake him up, but to little effect.

Kogoro Mori showed no sign of waking up.

Conan frowned, knowing that the video that the organization member gave him must have a wiretap function, so he whispered: "Mr. Okiya, these kidnappers have guns in their hands, which is too dangerous. I originally thought they were just ordinary kidnappers, and they might know Uncle Maori and would monitor the area around the office to see if there was an alarm.

But now it seems that they don't know me at all. Uncle Maori must have been kidnapped by them. These people are extremely vicious criminals. Why don't you just call the police and work with them to rescue him?"

Looking for the police?

It’s a good thing that Conan could think of this. Not to mention Gin, even Okiya Subaru probably wouldn’t consider this.

After all, his own fake identity wouldn't stand up to scrutiny.

Chu Ming glanced at Okiya Subaru, thinking that he should fool Xiaolan who didn't know the truth first, so he said to her: "Ms. Maori, if you believe us, you can leave this matter to us. Our company has a rule that you can fall in love while working but you can't get married and have children. Kurosawa is a love-minded guy and he had a child without the company's knowledge. Once the police are called, this matter can't be hidden. Kurosawa has younger brothers and sisters to support, and he can't lose this job..."

Chu Ming spoke very sincerely, which moved the simple girl Xiaolan to tears. Okiya Subaru's mouth twitched slightly, but he also felt that Xiaolan was in danger here.

He glanced at the face that he saw every day in the mirror but now looked so strange to him, and agreed with great difficulty: "How about Miss Maori go to the car and wait for us? Let's give it a try. If I don't call you back in two hours, how about Miss Maori call the police?"

Two hours, an FBI elite, and two organizational cadres, if they are still unable to deal with a mere five or six kidnappers, then their lives would have been lived in vain.

Xiaolan looked at the picture on the wall, which was dark and unclear because Chu Ming did not turn on the night vision mode, and nodded vigorously: "Please be careful, but if I don't receive any news in two hours, I will call the police immediately! I'm sorry Mr. Kurosawa, but no matter how good the work is, it can't compare to life-"

Seeing Conan with a dark face who was unwilling to answer, Chu Ming took over the conversation with a grateful look on his face: "Don't worry, Miss Maori, Kurosawa is a mean guy with a kind face. Don't think that he doesn't speak, he is actually shy. We will definitely succeed in rescuing Detective Maori and that brave child!"

These words successfully disgusted the two men. Okiya Subaru looked like he had swallowed dozens of flies alive. He felt disgusted but tried hard not to show it. His expression was a little distorted. Gin was even more depressed, with a face full of impending storm.

But Chu Ming, who was sitting between the two of them, looked as if he felt nothing. After Xiaolan left, Chu Ming turned on his phone and tapped on the screen.

Conan suddenly felt an electric shock coming from the button on his chest that had been tampered with.

What’s going on? Is this organization’s equipment leaking electricity?

Conan subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, but felt nothing. Just as he was about to move his hand away, he felt a tingling sensation as if he was touched by an electric current.

Is this a reminder of something?

Conan touched the button, and an idea suddenly occurred to him. He said, "Do you need me to take off the button and touch it to these unconscious people, and then use the electric current to stimulate them to wake up? If yes, then shock me once again, if not, then shock me twice."

Feeling an electric shock from the button, Conan quickly took it off, moved it to the front, pressed it against Maori Kogoro's leg, and whispered, "It's OK."

Chu Ming increased the current slightly and pressed the switch.

After a period of unconscious twitching, Kogoro Mouri's fingers moved slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh?" He sat up suddenly and looked around.

I don’t know if the kidnappers were too confident in themselves or in their own drugs, but they just left these people on the floor without tying them up at all.

Conan quickly whispered: "Uncle, uncle——"

Maori Kogoro was obviously confused about the current situation, but he was a former detective after all. He pulled Conan over to help him untie the rope while asking, "What's going on? Why are you here?"

"Uncle, you were kidnapped. I sneaked in to save you." Conan told Maori Kogoro that he had received the message from the kidnappers, and then whispered a question that he was also curious about, "Uncle, wasn't he going to attend Miss Yoko's book signing event? How did he get kidnapped?"

Maori Kogoro obviously also remembered what happened before he fell into a coma. He looked around and shook the people around him: "Oh, right, where are Shimakawa and the others? Yamamoto? Wake up. Hey, where is Uozuka? Oh - he seems to be over there by the window..."

Conan took off the rope that bound him and put it aside. Looking at Maori Kogoro who was desperately shaking several people, he quickly stopped him: "Uncle, let me do it——"

He took out the camera and followed the same method to wake up the other two people. Kogoro Mouri was responsible for covering their mouths after they woke up and reminding them not to make any sound.

Soon the only fish grave left was the one near the attic air vent. Conan tiptoed over carefully and just as he squatted down to give him an electric therapy, he suddenly froze.

Who is this?

Who is this?

Look who he saw?

It's vodka!!

Vodka!!!

Conan felt as if his brain had lost its ability to function and he was in a daze.

What do you mean?

Is that what he thought?

Gin came to save his son.

Gin's son must also be a member of the organization.

The only member of the organization present at the moment is Vodka.

That is to say-

Gin's son = vodka???

No, no, no, Conan shook his head vigorously.

It must be because he was locked up for too long and the air in the attic was thin, so he had hallucinations.

That must be it...

Chapter 679 What did you note to Gin?

Just as Conan was daydreaming, he felt a strong electric current running through the skin of his entire arm from his fingertips, and his brain became clear.

He suddenly came back to his senses from his thoughts that had no idea where they were going, and his eyes met with Vodka, who had just woken up in a daze.

Kogoro Mouri skillfully covered his mouth and told the details, just like the diligent NPC in the game who assigned tasks. Conan looked down at the camera still in his hand, and suddenly remembered that he was too shocked just now and forgot to put the camera directly on Vodka, but held it in his hand. Both of them were shocked.

He didn't care about escaping or doing anything else at this moment. He was eager to know why his uncle knew vodka!

This is a code name member of the organization, uncle! !

After Maori Kogoro and Vodka finished explaining the current situation, Conan immediately came over and asked, "Uncle, why were you arrested?"

Before Maori Kogoro could speak, Shimakawa on the side felt a little regretful: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't shown off my wealth online before and called you over, you wouldn't have been implicated by me--"

Vodka looked righteous and patted Shimakawa on the shoulder: "How can I blame you? You have good intentions..."

Conan was confused, and only after they explained the whole thing did he understand the cause and effect of the matter.

Kogoro Mori and a few others including Vodka are all fans of Yoko Okino. They all met on SIDE and this time they made an appointment to attend Yoko Okino's autograph session together and meet up for dinner.

During the meal, Shimakawa mentioned that he was one of the first fans of Yoko and his family had some assets, so he bought several autographed commemorative cups and many posters to give as gifts to several people.

Isn't this a blessing from heaven for several fanatical fans?

So they followed Shimakawa to his residence.

As a result, because Shimakawa had previously boasted online about how much money he had spent on Yoko Okino, he attracted the attention of a group of kidnappers.

While he was out, a group of kidnappers occupied his house and waited for him to come back to rob him of his money.

As soon as the door opened, several people were sprayed with anesthetic in the face. Except for Vodka and Maori Kogoro, the other two all fell down with their eyes rolled back.