348. Mega Kill! Rampage!
Just when Craft was confused by the complex road in Tokyo, Chianti and Cohen, who were following him, were also confused.
"Cohen, you said...is he deliberately fooling us?"
At the beginning, when she saw Craft wandering around, Chianti thought she was throwing her eyes off. She was quite disdainful in her heart because she was confident that she could bite Craft and not be dumped.
Then, Craft continued to wander around. Chianti thought they had been discovered and his expression became solemn. They quickly switched to the most concealed tracking method, and even changed the car twice in the middle.
But the subsequent development made Chianti unable to understand. Craft's car was circling around the street like a headless fly, and circled back and forth several times on the same section of the road.
This is not a way to get rid of the trackers at all, but it looks a bit like deliberately taking them around in circles.
"……no."
Cohen was silent for a while and replied in a muffled voice.
"He should...be lost."
"Ha?! What are you kidding?!"
Chianti widened her eyes and looked at her old partner. This guy is usually like a dull man and is unlikely to tell jokes at such times.
Cohen didn't have to explain, and pointed directly out the window.
Looking in the direction of his finger, Chianti realized that Craft had walked out of the car at some point and ran to the small shop next to him... bought a map?
“…It’s really lost…”
Chianti's mouth twitched, and suddenly she felt a strong desire to take out a sniper rifle and shoot three or four times in Craft's head.
Suppressing the rampage in his heart, Chianti looked at his partner beside him, "...Do you need to report to Gin?"
"Forget it..."
Cohen, who had always been calm, had a little helplessness in his tone at this moment.
So the two of them were in a broken mood and followed Craft all the way and drove to the address prepared by Gin.
When they arrived at their destination, Chianti and Cohen even felt a sense of relief.
"It seems that the other party's skills are good? It has been delayed for so long."
Gin, who had been waiting for a long time, not only did not feel bored, but instead seemed a little excited. His favorite thing was to defeat such a powerful opponent.
Cohen and Chianti looked at each other and chose not to explain in a tacit way.
"Vodka, let's go and see who actually dares to provoke the organization."
Keeping Cohen and Chianti on the spot, Gin took his little brother to Craft. Belmode thought for a moment and raised his heels.
The address for the preparation of Gin is a small warehouse that is still in use. It is usually organized to place some goods and is also involved in detaining victims.
After getting off the car, Craft walked straight into the warehouse.
It was natural that it was empty inside and there was nothing but some debris.
"Where have you died?!"
When Gin and others approached the warehouse, they heard Craft shouting at the top of their voices.
He frowned in confusion. Craft's behavior was too strange. Even an old man like Gin couldn't figure out the situation.
With a serious expression on his face, Gin and Vodka simultaneously raised their guns and aimed at Craft with their backs facing them.
"Don't move! Raise your hand and turn slowly!"
Vodka shouted at Craft.
However, the first time the three of them made a noise, Craft had already turned around, and the second half of the vodka was late.
"Well... do I need to turn back and cooperate with you again?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Craft suggested considerately.
"Shut up! Don't give me a hippies!"
Vodka fired a shot at Craft's feet and threatened.
"You're looking for me everywhere?"
Gin held the gun and took a slow pace, approaching Craft step by step. Cooperating with his black clothes and sinister face, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.
However, his psychological oppression method naturally has no effect on Craft.
"By the way, you are dressing so tightly in this weather... aren't it hot?"
If it weren't for the changing weather in the dream, based on their habit of wearing black clothes all year round, it would be quite simple to find members of the organization in the summer.
"Hmph! It's meaningless to continue making jokes. Let's say, which official department are you affiliated with? Japanese Public Security Bureau? FBI? or CIA?"
Gin completely ignored Craft's complaints and continued to ask at his own pace.
"Well... the Demon Gang should not be the official..." Craft lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, then suddenly remembered something and clapped his hands suddenly, "By the way! I am also the special consultant of the Divine Spear Bureau!"
"Divine Spear Bureau?"
Gin's eyebrows flipped, this was an organization I had never heard of before.
"Ahem, let me introduce to you, the Divine Spear Bureau is a special organization specially established by China to prevent alien invasion and manage the increasing number of superpowers. Its members are currently close to 30,000, and there are also a large number of spacecraft and space bases."
Craft cleared his throat and seriously thought about gin and introduced it.
"You dare to fool me!"
Gin's eyes were fierce and he shot Craft's shoulder.
However, the bullet shot from Gin was pinched by two fingers that emitted bright yellow light.
Craft threw the bullet in his hand aside, smiled slightly at Gin and others who were shocked, and seven Chinese swords that also emitted bright yellow light appeared behind him.
"What I told is the truth, and I'm not fooling you."
"Damn it! Retreat quickly!"
The first time he encountered this kind of power beyond common sense, even Gin was in panic, but his combat instinct was still there, and in panic, he subconsciously made the best response plan.
He pulled the trigger frantically at Craft while quickly pulling it out.
Vodka and Belmode's reaction was slightly slower, but they also came back to their senses quickly under the reminder of Gin and made the same moves as him.
Unfortunately, under the suppression of absolute power, even if they choose the best solution, it is useless.
Craft waved his arm and slapped all the bullets shot out, while the seven long swords behind him passed through the air like swifts, instantly piercing the limbs of Gin and the other two.
"thump."
The three of them fell to the ground two or three meters away from the door.
"Chianti! Cohen! Run!"
Gin, who was lying on the ground, was still the first thing that came to mind. He shouted loudly to the two snipers on the other end of the intercom, hoping that they could pass on the news of the "Divine Spear Bureau" to the leader so that he could prepare.
"Well, you still have accomplices, but it's a pity that I have a jammer on my body, and they probably can't hear your warning."
Craft took out a lighter-sized device from his pocket and shook it at the desperate gin.
Then Craft walked up to the three of them, and simply helped them with the wound to prevent them from dying from bleeding too much. He then found some ropes from the warehouse, tied them all up, and finally stuffed them into a cloth in their mouths, then stood up with his hands clapped.
"The next one is the two outside."
Before coming, Shiba Miyao mentioned all the members of the organization she knew to Craft, including Chianti and Cohen.
Without the mind gem, Craft was not very confident about whether his iron fist could block the sniper rifle, so he did not just walk out so stupidly.
Craft took off the walkie-talkie from Gin, then turned off the jammer, took out the bow that came from Conan, and said to Chianti and Cohen on the other end in the voice of Gin, "The matter has been settled, come here."
In order to prevent too many flaws from being revealed, Craft decisively ended the call after the notification was completed.
This happened to be in line with the style of Gin. Chianti and Cohen had no doubts at all, so they put away the sniper rifle and rushed over.
Of course, there was no need to say much about the result, Craft had two more prisoners.
"Well... there are a lot of five people, my car can't be stuffed..."
Craft looked at Gin and others and was a little worried, but he soon thought of a solution.
"Come on! Give you some good food!"
Craft took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, which was developed by him and Shiho Miyano, a medicine for rejuvenation without side effects.
The five people were fed an upgraded version of APTX-4869, and Gin and others all became about the same age as Conan, and only Belmode looked relatively older.
"Damn, you're an old lady?"
Craft looked at Belmode in surprise. He had just confirmed that the other party's appearance of thirty years old had not been disguised.
But according to Belmode's condition after taking the medicine, her age is definitely not low.
The efficacy of APTX-4869 is very domineering. It does not allow the medication to grow in a fixed period of time, but no matter how old it is, it will directly return to the juvenile state, that is, it is about ten years old. If there is obvious age change like Belmode, her original age was at least over 60 years old.
Although he was a little surprised at Belmode's age, he had seen the old Craft, who was older than her, so he quickly threw this aside.
After a little effort, he stuffed all five people into the back seat of the car. Craft drove back while following the map.
Thanks to CRATT's wealth and wealth, he bought a high-end car with one-way glass, otherwise he would have five tightly tied children in his car and would have been stopped as human traffickers as soon as he entered the city.
However, even so, when Craft returned to the institute, he was still stopped.
Craft raised the back seat bezel before putting down the window.
The one who stopped him was a young man who looked a little silly.
"Hello, sorry for being bothered. We have something to ask you for advice."
The man who stopped Craft showed his police officer's ID with Takagi's name on it.
"The murder occurred in the Santian family next door. Do you have any problems with it?"
"Oh? It turns out that the family next to me is named Sangtian!"
Chapter completed!