Detective Conan: Death Note

"Today is the seventh day. Those troublemakers who caused such a fuss — could they be after the same idea as us?" Inside the Organization's

"Today is the seventh day. Those troublemakers who caused such a fuss — could they be after the same idea as us?"

Inside the Organization's bar,

the bartender quietly shook a shaker behind the counter

while Vodka stubbed out his nearly finished cigarette in the ashtray.

On the nearby TV, news related to the Red Siamese Cats was being broadcast.

Because of the statement that the criminal group released seven days ago,

the entire Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department was on edge,

and patrols had been increased several times over the usual.

Gin stood with his hands in his pockets, calmly watching an interview on TV where a bacteria expert urged everyone to stay home to avoid infection.

"An 80% fatality rate... using that for business is way too extreme. And seven days isn't enough time to develop a vaccine."

"That's true..."

Vodka reacted slowly.

The Organization always invested heavily in medical research.

But not only on the drug APTX4869, the Organization actually had several virus research labs —

One was right across from the lab where Shiho Miyano once researched APTX4869.

Combining a near-completed project from the virus lab, Gin had recently proposed to the BOSS:

Release a highly lethal influenza virus, then, after it spreads, sell a special vaccine to governments worldwide for massive profits —

Making money this way was much easier than extorting victims personally.

As the squad leader and a trusted loyalist of the BOSS, sometimes Gin was responsible for bringing in money for the Organization.

Earning billions of yen regularly was nothing more than a ripple for the Organization.

Not to mention all the freeloaders inside who demanded the best food and the flashiest cars,

and occasionally needed extra operational funding...

Plus the upkeep of vehicles like the Organization's ospreys, helicopters, and submarines — none of that was cheap.

Thinking about Bourbon pretending to be Shuichi Akai recently and boldly requesting two batches of operational funds, Gin snorted.

Compared to that, Cointreau was ridiculously frugal —

In the account specially allocated to him by the Organization, almost not a single yen had been spent.

On the Suzuki No.1 airship,

after the smoke cleared, the entire restaurant was in chaos.

"Kid!"

"Where did he run off to!? Damn it, I'll catch you this time!!"

Nakamori Ginzo's powerful voice echoed through the restaurant.

Then, halfway through his shout, he suddenly noticed something was off —

why were his own men glaring fiercely at him?

"Hey? What's going on?"

Confused, he instinctively asked, only to have a police officer under his command point at him, yelling,

"Catch Kaito Kid!"

"Charge!"

"Huh!?"

Nakamori was tackled to the ground by his men, who pounced on him before he could react.

He frantically shouted, "It's a mistake! It's a misunderstanding!"

Only after a while did he realize Kaito Kid had somehow slipped his cloak into Nakamori's suit, purposely leaving a corner exposed.

The police officers probably thought Kaito Kid had been careless while disguising himself, so they tackled him.

It wasn't until Nakamori's face was swollen from being pulled that the confusion was cleared up.

"Damn it! Did Kid escape again?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

Looking at Nakamori's frustrated face, Hayashi Yoshiki remained silent, then smiled and said,

"When the smoke bomb went off earlier, he probably hid under a nearby table. When all your chaos distracted everyone, he slipped away quietly."

"Then how exactly did you spot him, Yoshiki?" Sonoko asked, curious.

"Like I said, it was just luck." Hayashi Yoshiki chuckled,

"Or maybe it was the power Ran gave me."

"No way, Yoshiki..."

Ran blushed, embarrassed at being credited again.

Sonoko looked a little annoyed.

"Speaking of which, Ran sometimes gets ridiculously lucky. I swear, next time when praying to the gods, I'll just skip it and pray to you directly."

"What? Are you trying to make me a deity?"

"If it brings me good luck, I wouldn't mind."

Sonoko giggled.

Their chat didn't lessen Nakamori's frustration.

Although Kaito Kid had temporarily slipped away, now knowing he was already inside, Nakamori was ready to start pinching every face he saw.

But Kaito Kid was no longer in the restaurant.

Having just used the smoke bomb to hide and change disguises, theoretically, he shouldn't have any obvious flaws...

But Hayashi Yoshiki was right there in the restaurant.

Kaito Kuroba had long suspected Hayashi Yoshiki could see through his disguises directly —

Otherwise, how could he keep catching him when Kaito Kid never left any openings?

After drinking juice, Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta were happily preparing to leave the restaurant.

As they ran off, a waitress carrying tea sneezed accidentally.

She turned her head to avoid anyone, right into Genta, who just happened to run by.

"Sorry, kid."

"Really, you should cover your mouth when sneezing."

"Yes, sorry."

Though it was clearly her fault for suddenly turning, she still apologized.

Afterward, Genta and the other kids ran off.

The waitress, after putting down the tea, rubbed her hand unconsciously —

a red rash had appeared there without her noticing.

At that moment, Jirokichi Suzuki's phone suddenly rang.

He took it out and saw an anonymous number.

"Who is it?"

Still, he pressed to answer.

"Hello?"

"We've spread the lethal bacteria in the smoking room of the airship."

"What!?"

Jirokichi immediately frowned, voice harsh:

"Don't mess with me!"

"Check under the left sofa."

"Hey, wait! Hello—!"

While Jirokichi shouted anxiously, the phone line went dead.

Nakamori Ginzo, preparing to send his men out in pairs to search for Kaito Kid, frowned at the situation —

Though he often looked like a bungling inspector chasing after Kaito Kid's tail,

he never lacked a keen sense for danger.

"What's wrong, Uncle Jirokichi?" Sonoko asked, puzzled.

"Nothing serious, just a prank call."

Jirokichi said this as Sonoko softly said, "Oh," then gave Hayashi Yoshiki a look asking to talk privately.