Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 197: With Conan around, I feel like something is going to happen

Inside the luxurious observation hall of the Belle Sherry II airship.

Outside the window is a vast sea of ​​clouds, and sunlight pours in through the huge glass windows. It is obviously a soothing scene, but the room is extremely noisy because of someone's roar.

"Damn it! Those damn red cat thieves!"

A bald old man with an angry face was holding a newspaper of the day, and the wrinkles on his face seemed even deeper because of his rage.

"In just a few seconds, they snatched away the headline of the news about the world's first airship that I had been planning for so long!" He waved the newspaper angrily, and the sound made the whole hall buzz.

"My challenge to my nemesis, Kaito Kid, has been completely stolen! Damn it! This is unforgivable!"

The old man's roar echoed in the hall, like a child whose toy was suddenly taken away, with a strong sense of unwillingness in his tone.

He cursed, his chest heaving violently, but he was obviously still not satisfied. He crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it out.

The piece of newspaper flew out in a parabola and rolled right to the feet of Chen Shuo who was sitting not far away.

Chen Shuo looked up at the furious old man, then looked down at the ball of paper at his feet and shook his head helplessly.

He raised his foot and kicked lightly, and the paper ball flew accurately into the trash can in the distance. The whole action was clean and neat.

"I said……"

Chen Shuo looked up at the old man who was throwing a tantrum like a child, and sighed helplessly, "Grandpa Jiroji, that's enough. You haven't stopped talking since you boarded the airship."

The old man who lost his temper was Suzuki Sonoko's uncle, the advisor of the Suzuki family, Suzuki Jirokichi.

Although this 72-year-old man has a ferocious face, his temper is like that of a petulant child.

He claims that he has won all the trophies he wanted in life, and now his biggest goal is to capture his nemesis, Kaito Kidd, with his own hands.

More importantly, he is also a member of the high table of the Suzuki Group in the Continental Hotel, and plays an important role in the high table system.

"Humph!"

Suzuki Jirokichi snorted coldly, glared at Chen Shuo angrily, and said with disdain: "How can a naive brat like you possibly understand my ambitions? You know nothing!"

"Salted fish kid?" Chen Shuo raised his eyebrows, his expression remained calm, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"A mere Kaito Kidd? You're making it sound so great. If it were Lupin, I'd still look up to you."

"Bastard!"

Suzuki Jirokichi suddenly became even more annoyed, and rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to argue with Chen Shuo: "You kid, do you know how much effort I put into catching Kaito Kid? This time I even took out the airship! What qualifications do you have to mock me!"

"Okay, okay, go on, go on."

Chen Shuo waved his hand, too lazy to argue with this grumpy old man. His tone was a little perfunctory and teasing: "But you can shout, but don't shout too loudly, or you'll get angry."

"Hmph! I'm in good health and don't need you to worry about me!" Suzuki Jirokichi flicked his sleeves and sat back in his chair angrily, but still muttered in dissatisfaction.

This scene was seen clearly by several girls not far away. Suzuki Sonoko, Mouri Ran and Haibara Ai were sitting together, with gossip and curiosity in their eyes.

"Wow!"

Ai Huihara whispered in surprise, "This is the first time I've seen someone yell at a perverted uncle! And he didn't even get angry! This is a miracle!"

"Of course!" Yuanzi raised her chin proudly. "My uncle is a member of the High Table, and he and Brother Shuo are partners! They have a very good relationship!"

In front of the viewing window, the three little members of the Junior Detective Team were lying by the window, their eyes shining like the stars in the sky.

Through the huge windows, they could see the lush green scenery below, a tropical paradise-like scene.

"Wow! It's a tropical paradise!" Ayumi excitedly patted the window glass, her face almost glued to it.

"It's so beautiful!" Guangyan pushed his glasses up, his tone full of longing, "It would be great if I had the chance to go down and play."

"It would be even better if we could eat eel rice while playing down there!" Yuantai's attention was obviously not on the scenery, but on imagining what delicious food there would be in the park.

Conan also stood by the window, with a smile on his face. This kind of experience of overlooking the scenery from a high vantage point is indeed a rare experience for ordinary people.

Chen Shuo glanced at the lively Junior Detective Team, then turned to look at Kogoro Mouri who was sweating profusely not far away.

He couldn't help but curl his lips, and said with a hint of ridicule: "Kogoro...you are really useless. Even children are not afraid of heights, but you look like you are about to cry."

"Long-winded!"

Kogoro Mouri replied unhappily, but didn't dare look out the window.

He held the wine glass in one hand and supported the edge of the table with the other, obviously still trying to overcome the discomfort caused by his fear of heights. "I'm just thinking! Don't think I'm afraid of this!"

Seeing this, Chen Shuo shook his head, smiled and turned to look at Wakasa Rumi who was standing next to him.

"Come to think of it, Conan actually has time to ride an airship. Has he finished dealing with the hotel business?"

Wakasa Rumi raised her head slightly, revealed a faint smile, and then shook her head gently: "Not really, but the general direction should have been determined. He..."

She mentioned this in a deliberately serious tone and continued, "I received an invitation from the son of the Osaka Prefectural Police Chief to visit Osaka. It just so happened that the airship was going to land in Osaka in six hours, so he followed along and invited the three children along."

"Oh? Hattori Heiji?" Chen Shuo didn't find it strange at all.

Now Conan is surrounded by gangsters almost everywhere, with the exception of the three little ones from the Junior Detective League and Hattori Heiji. The three little ones are too young, so Hattori Heiji can be regarded as the dark moonlight of the gangster boss Edogawa Conan.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out slowly from the back room, with his hands in his pockets, walking slowly and confidently.

His appearance quickly attracted the attention of the people around him, especially the young sisters who were gathered together, all of whom cast their eyes on the man who suddenly appeared.

Suzuki Sonoko noticed everyone's curious looks, shrugged, and explained as if she had already prepared something: "Oh, he is, according to him, a journalist named Fujioka Takamichi.

He said he was eager to write an exclusive report on the duel between Uncle Jirokichi and Kidd. As you know, my uncle can't stand such flattery, so of course he agreed to let him on the airship.

Sonoko said this with a meaningful smile on her face, and she deliberately glanced at Fujioka Takamichi: "But... never mind, it doesn't matter."

Ran Mouri was not as casual as Sonoko. She looked at Fujioka Takashi with her brows slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of alertness in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

"Hey, Producer Mizukawa!" Just as everyone was still trying to figure out Fujioka's background, Suzuki Jirokichi's loud voice suddenly broke the atmosphere in the hall. He angrily shouted at a slightly plump middle-aged man not far away.

The man called "Producer Mizukawa" was obviously startled. He hurriedly trotted over to Jirokichi with two people, a flattering smile on his face: "Hi, Mr. Suzuki!"

"let me introduce."

Producer Mizukawa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and pointed at the two people following behind him.

"These two are my subordinates. This is Ishimoto Junpei, the photographer, and this is Ms. Nishitani Kasumi, the reporter. It's truly an honor for us to be able to provide live coverage of this outstanding airship!"

"Humph!"

Suzuki Jirokichi snorted coldly, obviously not buying into this overly humble attitude.

He raged in a hoarse voice, "That's exactly what I wanted to ask you! Why did you only send three of you here? Do you think your station looks down on me, Suzuki Jirokichi? Or do you think I can't afford this little money?"

Producer Mizukawa was so frightened by this sudden questioning that he waved his hands repeatedly and hurriedly explained, "No, no, Consultant Suzuki, that's absolutely not what I meant!"

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and spoke quickly, "I've already mentioned this to Mr. Maori. To be honest, because of the 'Red Siamese Cat' incident, most of the station's reporters and staff have been reassigned. It's really hard to have only the three of us left to cover this event."

Mizukawa wiped his sweat while speaking, and continued, "Besides, today is the last day for that terrorist organization to issue a threat and carry out follow-up actions. The station really can't allocate more manpower, so..."

The atmosphere inside the airship was slightly tense due to Suzuki Jirokichi's roar. He clenched his fists and cursed under his breath, "Those damn red cat thieves... they are simply lawless! They stole my limelight and my news. People like them should be arrested and shot!"

He knew in his heart that the current situation could not be blamed entirely on Producer Mizukawa. After all, the impact of the "Red Siamese Cat" incident was too great. However, he had no place to vent his anger, so he could only continue to curse the mysterious organization in order to calm his anger a little.

Even as he kept on complaining, the atmosphere at the other side of the viewing window quietly grew solemn.

Mao Lilan, Sonoko, and Haibara Ai were sitting together, originally chatting about the luxurious decoration of the airship and the beautiful scenery of the journey, but when Suzuki Jirokichi mentioned the "red Siamese cat", Mao Lilan's expression suddenly became serious. Her eyes fell on Conan who was thinking by the window, and then turned to look at Haibara Ai.

"Ai." Ran Mouri spoke softly, but there was a hint of caution in her tone, as if she was confirming something.

"Hmm?" Huiyuan Ai raised her head, obviously confused. "What's the matter?"

Mao Lilan was silent for a moment, as if she was trying to organize her words, then she lowered her voice and asked, "Are you wearing a bulletproof vest?"

Haibara Ai was stunned. It took her two seconds to realize what Mao Lilan was asking. She couldn't help but frowned, with a puzzled and wary tone: "Uh... I did wear it. But why are you asking this?"

Mao Lilan's expression did not relax because of Huibara Ai's answer. She nodded slightly, her eyes still serious, and her tone was low: "That's good... I always have a bad feeling."

Haibara Ai was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously straightened her back, her eyes becoming more alert. "An ominous premonition?"

"Um……"

Mao Lilan whispered, her eyes falling back on Conan by the window: "Uncle Jiroyoshi mentioned the 'Red Siamese Cat', plus the deadline threatened by the terrorist organization is today, plus Conan is here too, I always feel that... something will happen."