friends ... to her. Had he lost his memory in the explosion that followed? It was reminiscent of a bad TV movie, but it was the only explanation. But what about the other questions? Who was the body in the trunk of the Chevrolet C-1500? Why did she have Shu's fingerprints? And where was her boyfriend now? Her cell phone rang and Jodie recognized the name of the CIA agent responsible for the incident. At first she had felt hatred for Mizunashi Rena, now she didn't know what kind of feelings were rising. She answered it and listened intently to the report from the undercover agent. She thanked her and promised to tell her manager everything. Then she bit her lip. It was just an hour before 2pm, James would weigh all the risks and then decide what was best. Presumably he would stop warning the police while the FBI itself took position to capture the fleeing agents. Shu would act differently, she knew that. She missed him. Shu.
part 3

Red and pitch black
Beika - House of Hiroshi Agasa
“A phone number?” Conan looked at his girlfriend skeptically.

Shiho nodded and put the words under his nose.

"Let me guess you only have Japanese copies of the book, of course, am I right?" She asked mockingly.

Conan grunted, but then said yes.

"It occurred to me after you were gone. Texts are translated more or less 1 to 1 from English to Japanese, but when you think about the sequence of the characters, there is no longer any correspondence. The places of the words shift, themselves Kanjis can be interpreted differently than intended. It would lead to misunderstandings, which this puzzle lover would hardly like. ", She talked around the bush.

When she saw Conan's urgent gaze, she got to the point.

"I used the professor's PC to view an English copy online. I haven't checked the numbers yet, but ..." She had barely finished speaking, and Conan had already sat down at the computer and started. Once again he looked it up and found that his girlfriend was right."Zero ... zero ... eight ... one ... seventeen ... ten ... one hundred ..." he wrote down the numbers.

"I said it, didn't I? Then why are you checking it again?" Shiho asked in an accusatory tone.

Conan jumped from the chair again and grabbed Shiho by the shoulders.

"You are the best!" He told her and fished for his cell phone.

Shiho cleared his throat quickly.

"But ... who does this number belong to?" Asked Agasa.

Conan just shrugged.

"We'll know in a few moments. I'll turn it on," he replied.

It rang. Quite a long time. As soon as the detective assumed that no one would answer, something stirred.

A puff. Then silence.

"It's you, isn't it? The one who gave me the code." Conan spoke up.

The metal voice again.

"As was to be expected from Conan Edogawa. Did you like my story?" He asked. But Conan was not impressed.

"What does that mean? Explain it to me now, as promised?" He wanted to know.

A smack on the other line. Was the conversation partner amused by the situation?

"All right, I'll tell you another story. Listen carefully," he began.

But Conan seemed to have had enough of it.

"Your stories are enough for me, finally tell me what you want from me," he said irritably.

His counterpart didn't seem angry, on the contrary. He laughed and the distorted voice really hurt Conan's ears.

"Are you sure? The protagonist of my story is a detective, just like you. And his name is ... Shinichi Kudo."
Silence. This time on both sides. Everyone was now more serious and more open to what the man had to say.

"The story begins in an ordinary amusement park. Two young high school students enjoy the happiness of their youth that of love. Then the event that should change everything. A deal went wrong, but not for the criminals. It was for the detective. He was discovered and you threatened to murder him. The names of the two criminals are gin and vodka. Does that sound familiar to you? They use a novel poison created by a scientist who, like her, was part of a powerful organization. Everyone now assumed the detective was dead . But there were inconsistencies. No police report of a body found that day in this amusement park. Nobody mourned Shinichi Kudo, why not? He was very popular and famous? Why didn't the newspapers write anything? Yet Shinichi Kudo was gone. There is So two possible options. Somebody found the body and made it disappear. But why should anyone act like that? Or, Shin ichi Kudo survived the attack and then went into hiding. So far, so good, he stayed out of the picture. Instead, another detective came to the fore, a former police officer, Kogoro Mori.Interestingly, he was the father of Kudo's girlfriend. An accident? Or was Kudo hiding with him and helping him with his cases? I examined its background and found something really interesting. An unfaithful agent of the organization, Sherry should also be killed. However, she escaped and the circumstances were investigated. She was the developer of that poison

And maybe had some of it with her. There were no exits in her hiding place, except for a small gap, from which a child could only have escaped. And a short time before that, Kogoro Mori took a boy in, whom he always takes with him to his investigations. But this boy is also very committed himself, together with friends of the same age he solves cases that are difficult problems even for the police. Among them is a brunette girl who looks quite similar to Sherry. In other words, I mean ... that Conan Edogawa is ... Shinichi Kudo. N / A? What do you think of my theory? "he finally concluded his report.

Conan needed something to find the right words.

"A nice theory. But it resembles the one that Uncle Kogoro, that is, Mr. Mori, always utters. An adult is turned into a child? That sounds very implausible," he replied.

A short laugh on the other hand.

"You want proof? Well, I was assigned to clean up the hiding place of a late agent. Irish, do you remember him?"

Conan's eyes narrowed.

"I found the rest of the evidence on his hard drive, which unequivocally proves that Shinichi Kudo has now become Conan Edogawa through the APTX.", He underpinned his explanation.

Conan swallowed hard, Professor Agasa almost panicked. Even Shiho clung to the door beam.

"After all these hints ... do you finally know who it is me?" Asked the voice.

Conan took his time to answer.

"Yes. You are bourbon, right?" He asked.

A 'bingo' on the part of the interlocutor.

"What do you think would happen if I passed this information on to my people? Quite right, they would not only remove you, but all other dangers. Your friends, your family, all would be slaughtered.", Bourbon replied scornfully.

Conan's fist nearly crushed the phone.

"But ... you haven't passed the information on yet?" He asked critically.

Bourbon seemed to think twice at the other end. A blow, was he smoking a cigarette?

"I propose a deal, what do you think of that?" He wanted to know.

Conan wondered briefly if he was serious.

"Oh come on, what speaks against it? I don't really see you as a threat to the organization, so I'll let you go. And I don't even care about this renegade agent ... Sherry ....Don't you want to protect your friends at all? ", asked he.

Conan knew he couldn't trust him, but what should he do in this situation?

"A deal? Well, what do you want in return for withholding the information?" Shiho had come closer and wanted to say something, but couldn't get around to it.

Bourbon took a deep breath and finally answered.

"I want ... Shuichi Akai's head."

Silence. This time longer. Conan was speechless, but Bourbon was waiting for his reaction.

"Shuichi Akai ... is dead," he replied.

Shiho and the professor threw each other questioning looks, Conan regretted having turned his phone on. Neither should have noticed any of these things.

Now a growl from Bourbons.

"I'm not making it that easy for you, Kudo-kun. I know the incident at Raiha Pass and Kir's alleged murder of Special Agent Shuichi Akai. Yes, some agents observed the killing and a body was seized. This body had fingerprints from Shuichi Akai. Nobody would have suspected, but I have known this man for some time. I continued the investigation and went on a suspicion. I managed to get DNA material from the body and matched it with the police. Of course not the one from Tokyo, because I knew that person was from Shizuoka. I found her there, too, she was a perfect match for your second-rate criminal who was known to work for everyone. That person's name was ... Kusuda Rikumichi. Come on, this one Name known? He should be. He was one of the agents the organization smuggled into all the surrounding hospitals to track down Kir, the member of the organization dated by the FBI had been captured. So everything had been a trick that day. Akai and the FBI were prepared and could make everything look like Kir had killed Akai. Even gin who shares my hatred of this man believed in his death. Of course that makes Kir his accomplice, I assume she is also part of the FBI, or some other agency. I don't know if I can let her go, I still have to think about that. In any case, this is what our deal looks like.

I'll give you 6 hours to tell me Shuichi Akai's whereabouts, if not, I'll pass my details on to my people. After that, all hell will break out and a blood bath will take place around you. I convince my people to kill you last so that you can feel the loss with your own body. "Bourbon said menacingly. Then he hung up.

Conan didn't know if he would have managed to say anything else. Then he dialed the number again, but to no avail. The man had apparently said everything he had to say.

Bourbon.

"Shi ... Shinichi!", Agasa had grabbed his shoulders.Conan turned around and saw Shiho's fearful expression.

Then he managed a smile.

"Don't worry,