Conan: Another Famous Detective

Just as Rum was looking out the window and lost in his own thoughts, the sound of footsteps suddenly came. wide

Rum turned his head slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

During the period of his detention, he had been interrogated more than ten times, and each time was extremely long. He was released almost within the interrogation time limit.

Various interrogation techniques were used during this period. Even though Rum was determined, he felt even more stressed after so many times.

If it weren't for the trust in the strength of the organization that he has built up through his long service to the organization, he might not be as tight-lipped as he is now.

The footsteps this time should mean the beginning of another interrogation, right?

While Rum was thinking, the cell door was opened.

Two men in police uniforms walked in. wide

Rum's expression changed, these two people looked a little unfamiliar!

The time he spent here was enough for him to memorize all the figures and appearances of the guards who were on duty here.

And he remembered very clearly that the two people in front of him had never appeared in front of him until today.

"Shinji Endo, come with us." One of them said coldly.

"Are we going to interrogate again?" Rum temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, with a playful smile on his face: "I think this is a waste of time. My attitude is still the same, I am innocent, everything is Someone framed me!"

The expressions of the two guards changed slightly, and they looked at him with some disgust. The man who spoke before said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! Just come with us."

"Okay." Rum shrugged and said no more. wide

The two guards took out handcuffs and put them on Rum, then escorted Rum out of the cell.

After walking for a while, Rum frowned slightly and asked, "Isn't this the way to the interrogation room?"

The two guards did not answer him, but continued to escort him forward.

As time went by, Rum's brows became more and more frowned.

"This direction...is the gate of the detention center?"

Doubts suddenly arose in his mind. Are you going to take him out?

He turned his head and looked at the two guards. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether they were police officers acting under orders or people arranged by the organization. wide

After hesitating for a while, he decided to wait and see.

Not long after, the three of them came to the entrance and exit.

The guard at the door didn't ask any questions, just nodded and opened the door.

The three of them walked out and came to the open space outside the building.

There was already a black Toyota sedan parked not far away.

Rum rolled his eyes and suddenly shouted: "Where are you taking me?"

The sound shocked everyone and startled the two escorting guards. wide

One of them said with a dark face: "Don't yell! We are following procedures. When we get to the place, we will show you the relevant documents. If you make more noise, don't blame us for taking coercive measures against you!"

Rum glared at them fiercely, snorted, and turned his head away: "Let's go then!"

Seeing that he had calmed down, the two guards continued to escort him towards the Toyota dealership.

And Rum, who had deceived his head, had a subtle smile on his lips.

His shout just now was certainly not without purpose.

He believed that since he had been arrested for so long, people in the organization must have been closely monitoring the movements in the detention center.

His shout just now should be enough to attract the attention of the organization staff. wide

The two escorting police officers seemed to know nothing about this. According to the normal procedure, they escorted Rum into the back seat of the Toyota, sandwiched him in the middle, covered his hands with cloth, and did not cover his eyes.

Rum observed before being blindfolded. In addition to the two police officers escorting him, there was a man in a police uniform sitting in the driver's seat and the passenger seat respectively.

With just one glance, Rum could feel a capable aura.

They are clearly not mediocre.

Not long after, the black Toyota started and soon left the detention center.

At the same time, near the outside of the detention center, members of the lurking organization took out their walkie-talkies and reported in a low voice.

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A black Toyota drives on the roads of Tokyo.

At this time, the driving police officer suddenly said: "There is a car following us."

The man sitting in the passenger seat suddenly spoke.

"Oh?" The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a blue Bentley hanging slowly behind about twenty meters behind.

"It came pretty quickly!" the driver chuckled.

The man in the co-pilot took out his walkie-talkie and said: "The suspicious target appeared, it's a blue Bentley!"

"Received!" Kuan

In the next two minutes, the black Toyota and the blue Bentley drove one after the other, keeping a distance.

However, when the black Toyota passed an intersection, a red Mazda turned from the right and cut in between the Toyota and the Bentley.

Inside the red Mazda, Officer Sato grinned: "As long as I'm here, you can't even think about going there!"

"Officer Sato, be careful!" Officer Takagi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said slightly awkwardly: "Before departure, Manager Kuroda emphasized that the target this time is likely to possess a powerful weapon!"

"Don't worry!" Officer Sato comforted with a smile: "As long as the colleagues in front of us completely get rid of the pursuit, we can evacuate."

"The driver of the car in front, I heard, is the ace of the police department. It shouldn't take too much time."

"I hope so..." Officer Takagi tightened the gun in his hand and prepared himself for unexpected situations. wide

The red Mazda kept slowing down, blocking the road ahead of the Bentley. The blue Bentley tried to overtake several times, but was stopped by Officer Sato.

In the Bentley, five organization members dressed in black all stared at the Mazda blocking the road in front of them.

The man in black in the driver's seat looked gloomy: "Damn it! This guy in front is really annoying. If he keeps going like this, we will soon lose him!"

"Shall I try to blow out the tires of the car?" The man in black on the passenger side took out a rifle from under the seat.

"No need." The man in black, sitting in the middle of the back row and serving as the leader of the team, shook his head: "If we use guns now, we will force the police to mobilize in large numbers, which may not be a good thing for our actions."

The man took out his walkie-talkie and reported the situation concisely.

"No need to pester, I will arrange for other teams to continue tracking, and you can directly change the route to [Red Heart]!" said the other end of the intercom. wide

"Understood!" the captain agreed and signaled to his subordinates.

The driver understood, kept slowing down, distanced himself from the Mazda, and turned to the left at the next intersection.

Looking at the Bentley disappearing in the rearview mirror, Officer Sato frowned and reported: "Report, the other party seems to have given up tracking."

"I got it." Kuroda's voice came: "You can follow them for a while and make sure they don't go and come back, then you can evacuate."

"Yes!" Officer Sato responded, speeding up slightly and getting closer to the black Toyota.