The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Chapter 1137 Fireworks

Darkness can be frightening. Even though staff members were constantly coordinating and trying to maintain order, many people still began to move towards the only aquarium that was still lit for safety reasons.

Some people accepted the staff's arrangements and stayed where they were to continue watching the fireworks, while others began to flock to the aquarium, making it very difficult for Conan to get through the crowd and find a suitable observation angle.

The most urgent task is to find the possible location of Curacao...

Conan thought for a moment, adjusted the focus of his glasses, raised his head and looked at the sky.

What Haibara Ai said is correct. If they need to cut off the power to facilitate their actions...the organization's attack must come from outside the park.

High in the sky, the helicopter had been hovering in a fixed position for a while, still waiting for Gin's order.

After confirming that the power below had been cut off and that there were no problems with Bourbon's operation, Gin finally waved his hand, indicating that the helicopter could be lowered.

"Ah, what a hassle." Chianti muttered as he fiddled with the interface. "If we drop too low, we'll be easily discovered. Can't we just have Kumail find a suitable place to pick us up?"

Gin curled his lips and did not answer her question.

Vodka, who understood Gin's intentions, took over and retorted, "In that case, whether Curacao lives or dies will depend solely on Kumail's words. He's a man skilled in sweet talk and can fool anyone."

"Huh? What's going on? It's not Rum who's unhappy now, it's you who's doubting Kumail's loyalty?" Chianti let out a strange cry. "That's impossible! Didn't he come from a lab?"

After being processed in an organization's laboratory, someone who still has rebellious thoughts, what kind of physical and mental strength must that person have? It must be beyond human limits.

"It's really unlikely," Vodka admitted, then pointed to the recording on the laptop in his hand. "It's not us who need to confirm it."

Of course, they never questioned Kumail's loyalty. As Chianti said, Kumail's background was there, and if he wanted to betray the organization, there was no way he would be able to act insincerely during the mission. He was now a detective with close ties to the police.

The problem is that they are not the ones raising questions now. To be more precise, Gin was provoked by Rum's phone call.

In other words, since the problem of Curacao was mixed with Kiel's mission, Bourbon and Rum's suspicion about whether Akai Shuichi was alive or not had the intention of pushing aside all the people who were responsible for implementing Kiel's rescue plan at the time.

Gin now needs to verify with his own eyes to prove to others that there is nothing wrong with the whole plan so that Rum will shut up.

"Tsk." Chianti curled his lips. "These idiots who keep others busy just by talking, sooner or later I'm going to pick a few of them and chop their heads off."

Chianti, who didn't understand all the twists and turns, at least understood that it was other people who raised the question, and Gin was actually helping Kumail clear his suspicion.

This is so funny. Is there anyone worried that Kumail will feel pity for Curacao, who also came from the laboratory, and help her defect even at the risk of his own life?

I'm bored and have nothing to do.

"Ah, there's a message from Kumail." Vodka, who was staring at the screen, saw the notification of a new email and immediately showed it to Gin.

When Kumail learned that they were coming to pick him up, he was very straightforward and sent a location without saying a word.

Vodka pulled up a map of the park and quickly located the signal.

"'Dolphin Show'?" Chianti glanced at the name marked on the map and stuck out his tongue. "It's quite childish."

Executing Curacao in a place like this? That's quite tasteful.

She understood the reason. Since the aquarium's entire facilities and passages were almost all designed underground, this venue was already the highest location in the park, except for the Ferris wheel, which was the tallest object. It was close to the water and the sea was on its edge, so it would be more convenient to deal with corpses than in other places.

But seriously, this is a place where no one except children would go...

"Descend and approach the positioning point." Gin gave the order directly, "Get the slings ready. Chianti."

Chianti pushed the sniper's stabilizing grip tighter, making a slight click as it fell into the slot, indicating that he was ready.

If there is no problem, then pick up Kumail. If there is a problem, then shoot him.

This is all standard procedure, and Chianti certainly understands it.

While adjusting the hovering altitude, the helicopter moved towards the positioning point, passed through the obscuring clouds, and slowly descended.

"Boom-bang!"

Another firework rose into the sky and exploded. Conan, with his eyes fixed on the sky, finally caught sight of the black shadow with the help of the firework's flames.

Under the cover of the sky, even though the fireworks show had not yet ended, the shadow was very inconspicuous due to the height. Except for Conan who kept his head up and watched hard, it would not attract the attention of other tourists at all.

Conan estimated the direction they were heading and his heart tightened.

If they weren't heading towards the central area, would they really have enough time to do anything if they rushed over there, no matter how fast they were?

Although he felt uneasy, he turned on the thermal imaging night vision function and unfolded the skateboard and stepped on it very quickly.

Fortunately, the doctor helped him bring the skateboard today, otherwise he really wouldn’t be able to do anything.

Faster, faster...

"Boom-bang!"

"Ah, gin, I can see them already."

Following the location suggested by Vodka, Chianti, who had already lowered the helicopter and approached the positioning location, captured the two figures standing high in the stands in the bright moment when the fireworks exploded.

Although it was just a silhouette and their faces couldn't be seen clearly, the conditions of the two people were visible to the naked eye.

The one on the left is a woman with long hair, her back slightly hunched and her body hunched, looking very resistant.

The person on the right raised one arm and pointed it directly at her.

Anyone could see that it was Kumail pointing a gun at Curacao.

"Vodka, adjust the camera position."

Gin, who also witnessed this scene, gave orders and watched the picture on the notebook enlarge and zoom in until it locked onto the direction they had just seen.

Just as they had guessed before, this was the wall separating the performance hall from the sea. After a few shots were fired, the person who was shot fell backwards and naturally fell into the sea, leaving no trace.

Very common and a killer choice.

After confirming that the recording had started, Gin took out his cell phone, typed in a number and dialed it.

Without the illumination of light, the figures in the picture were slightly blurry. All we could see was that after the person on the right dialed the phone, his free hand quickly made a few movements, and then the call was connected.

Gin didn't hide anything and pressed the hands-free button.

"Gin-senpai? Ah, you're finally here. Seriously, if you can't make it on time, don't rush me. Holding the gun for so long must be tiring."

The slightly drawn-out, lazy tone of Goro Akechi's distinctive voice instantly filled the helicopter cabin.

"Stop complaining. You're just cleaning up your own mess. If you could have dealt with her earlier, you wouldn't have wasted our time." Gin's answer was very rude. "Have you taken what Bourbon wanted?"

"Yeah, I took it. She wasn't very cooperative, so it took a little time. But that means I don't have to bring her back alive, right?"

Kumail's voice remained as gentle as always, and he even sounded a little happy and cheerful at the end.

Rum did not choose to force Bourbon to take Curacao back, but instead took something he needed from Curacao.

This indirectly meant that he admitted that Curacao could not return alive. That thing was more important than her, so directly ordering his execution would make no difference.

"Go ahead, Kumail." As expected, Gin's instructions were very direct. "She should have died years ago."

It was Rum who brought Curacao back from under the needle, using his authority to cover up Curacao's crimes that deserved the death penalty.

Now that Rum has clearly given the signal of giving up, they are not dealing with a codenamed member, but simply carrying out the execution that has been delayed for several years.

"I understand, Gin-senpai. Then..."

"Boom-bang!"

After rushing for a long time, Conan finally arrived at the Dolphin Performance Hall. He didn't care about anything else. He eagerly climbed up the wall and directly climbed onto the roof of the ticket office, speeding towards the beach.

The entire park was out of power, so there was no need to worry about being accidentally captured by surveillance cameras.

It is not difficult to guess what the organization was thinking when there was a power outage at this time.

——The sound of fireworks will cover up the sound of gunfire, and they plan to open fire at this time to eliminate Curacao.

Faster, faster—

Even with the help of a skateboard, the dome of the performance hall still became an obstacle to progress.

Conan hurried as fast as he could, but before the next firework went off, he only had time to cross half the building, and could only look at the direction of the performance pool and the stands from afar.

He raised his watch in anticipation and tried hard to aim at the target, but at this distance, he also knew that it was still too difficult to accurately locate and hit a person with the anesthetic needle.

"Boom-bang!"

At the moment the fireworks rose into the sky and exploded, the waiting Kumail pulled the trigger with extreme precision.

The gunshots and the explosion of fireworks completely overlapped, and only a loud bang could be heard.

The screen was instantly illuminated by the fireworks, and the silhouette of the trajectory was captured by the camera and recorded in its entirety.

The bullet went straight through the woman's head, entering between her eyebrows and going out.

In just a moment, the person on the left completely lost the strength to stand and fell backwards.

"don't want--"

Conan only managed to shout half of his cry. As the man who was shot fell downwards, the cry got stuck in his throat and was drowned out by the sound of the helicopter propellers. No one else noticed it at all.

Conan, who witnessed the shooting, felt his legs go weak and it took some effort for him to avoid falling down completely.

It’s too late, still not enough, not in time…

Damn it, Sonya shouldn't have been allowed to leave.

After recovering her memory, she must have realized that if she escaped, it would be difficult for everyone she had contact with today, including Tang Ze, the children, and Dr. Agasa, to evade the organization's investigation and would become the target of liquidation by the organization because of her disappearance.

She was determined to die, so how could she possibly escape the organization's pursuit...

"Did you take a clear picture?"

Gin waited until the light from the fireworks completely dissipated before he spoke to Vodka for confirmation.

A camera is not a human eye and cannot adapt to changes in light on its own. The lighting brought by fireworks will affect the shooting effect.

“It’s a little overexposed, but I managed to capture it.”

Vodka, who had stopped recording, quickly called up the footage.

The overexposure did make the outlines of the two people in the center of the picture slightly blurred, but it was also through this momentary light that the expression of surprise and fear on the face of Curacao who was shot, as well as the bloody hole between her eyebrows, were accurately and ruthlessly captured.

It was indeed Curacao who was shot. The shot was accurate and deadly, without any hesitation or deviation.

Kumail's claim that he showed sympathy to Curacao because of his status is indeed nonsense.

"Okay, sort it out and send it to Rum and Boss. Throw the sling down and pull Kumail up."

"Yes."

Putting the gun back into the bag, Tang Ze stood there, watching Curacao's figure disappear before his eyes. After a few seconds, there was a sound of falling water. He let go of the thing in his hand and turned his head away as if indifferent.

In front of Gin, he was shot right in the middle of the eyebrows and his body fell into the sea.

Every step he took was completed extremely solidly, and no one could find any fault with him.

It would be better if he tried to use some filming props to record the whole process, which would only further confirm the result that Curacao was killed by him.

So when he walked towards the dropped slings, his expression didn't change at all, he looked relaxed and at ease, and fastened the lock around his waist without any pressure.

"There's nothing to deal with now. Okay, Gin-senpai," Tang Ze controlled his gaze, not even glancing at Conan, and said to the other end of the phone, "It's fixed. Let's go."

"Hold on tight."

The call was finally hung up. After putting away the phone, Tang Ze climbed the rope in front of him and was lifted up from the ground. Then he finally turned his head and looked in the direction of Conan.

The very small child was holding a skateboard in his hands and kneeling on the ground weakly. I don’t know if it was because he witnessed the death scene and was in shock, but he didn’t make any movements.

Tang Ze sighed inwardly, but didn't try to hide his expression.

Anyway, the fireworks show is over. That was the last firework. Without the help of light, at such a long distance, even with Dr. Agasa's magical little invention, it would be difficult to see his face clearly.

However, even if the other party sees it, it doesn’t really matter.

Just consider it as compensation for this shock.