Seemingly cut from a newspaper article.
"This is Bourbon's last legacy. Our scientific department did research, among other things, on the APTX4869. We now know that this poison is not always fatal, but causes strong cell rejuvenation in the test person. I know it sounds implausible, but Shinichi Kudo, as well as them Traitor Sherry have transformed into their former form. They have become 10 years younger, these children are the end result. "
A murmur penetrated the room. Gin's eyes caught the two photos, but he didn't look surprised at how Scotchs thought. Did he suspect something? Yes, when he was with the Mori detective agency, the boy must have been there. Except that he hadn't recognized him then. Vermouth, on the other hand, looked enormously surprised. Or was it ... shock? Why did she react so emotionally, in a way that was not otherwise known from her.
"We should take them prisoner? Agreed, I'll take the boy.", She offered herself. Scotch eyed her suspiciously."No need, I'll take care of it. He and I still have an account to pay anyway. You stay on standby," he corrected Wermut.
The latter reacted indignantly, but Scotch did not accept any objection.
"I'll take care of sherry! It's out of the question!"
"Aniki ...", Vodka tried to say something, but then let it stay. He knew his partner's obsession with this woman. Gin looked straight at her boss, who apparently approved it. Then he withdrew.
"You all got it right? The technicians are developing new codes, new code words and new meeting points. The police are not allowed to extend their lead! Gin and I will take care of the two who have taken the APTX."
So next there was a picture of a house. Vodka looked familiar. It was right next to Shinichi Kudo's. After Gin poured the poison into him and they thought he was dead, it had been Vodka's job to have Kudo's house searched. Sherry seemed to be right next door, which made things easier. Gin didn't wait a single second. He instructed Vodka to inform Chianti and was already heading for the elevator. Vodka hastily followed him.
Scotch stared spellbound at the picture of Conan Edogawa.
"Well ... now it's my turn."
Haido, former office building of the Aonuma group - makeshift headquarters of the FBI in Japan
"How long has it been?" James asked the agent at the computer.
This was just evaluating the data.
"An hour. I guess this must be your headquarters," he said.
James nodded and looked at Jodie and Akai. The latter didn't show anything, but Jodie looked confident.
"What do we have on this building?" Asked James.
The agent on the computer scanned a map and hummed the building. He entered the address and all the data appeared.
"It is a company building on the outskirts of Shinjuku. Industrial district. According to the information, the company is engaged in the research and marketing of pharmaceutical products," he said.
James growled thoughtfully.
"Do we know the person who runs this company?" He wanted to know.
The agent nodded and opened the company's homepage. The picture of an elderly man with glasses appeared before them. His hairline had receded far and spots had formed on his forehead.
"The man's name is ...", the agent began, but Jodie was faster.
"No need. We know this person," she said breathlessly.
Shinjuku - Office of the President of Tokiwa-Pharmaceutics
Eisaku Tokiwa was standing in front of his office desk, staring at it thoughtfully. A couple of pens, a phone, a computer, a paperweight in the shape of that goofy Kamen Yaiba superhero. Was that really all he had achieved in his life so far? He opened his desk drawer and looked at the oh-so-important forms and contracts.Yes, he had built an impressive company. He had made a name for himself in the world of medicine and politics. He had the title of professor and was highly regarded. Next week he would be promoted to the position of minister, another goal he had worked toward for so long. Only with political power would he be able to effectively implement his life goal. Phoenix.
That was the only reason he founded the organization 50 years ago.
And now he was an old man, marked by the rigors of everyday life.
A knock on the door, he turned to her.
A blonde woman entered the office, always succeeding in putting a smile on the old man's lips.
"Sharon.", He said and felt new strength pouring into him.
Wormwood walked up to him and put her arms around him as if around a lover.
"Why didn't you tell me? About that detective, I mean," she began.
Tokiwa fended off.
"This is not something you should be concerned with," he said firmly.
But wormwood didn't give up that easily.
"But at least you put me on this scientist, Sherry, right?" She reminded him.
Tokiwa nodded in agreement.
"That's right, but ... you never found her, right?" He asked now with a touch of suspicion.
Vermouth let go of him and walked around the office.
"Who would have thought that she'd turned into a kid? That sounds adventurous and fantasy. All I could find out was that the FBI was keeping an eye on her," she said.
Tokiwa crossed her arms.
"Bourbon did it. And his mind was more logical and analytical than ours. What does that say about us?" He asked critically.
Vermouth gave him a piercing look.
"It's because of the Phoenix, isn't it? What are you going to do with those two?" She wanted to know.
Tokiwa turned away from her.
"These two young people ... are going to create a new future for Japan."
Part 2
Checkmate
Beika - House of Shinichi Kudo
He knew he was going to be a bad father one day. Subaru Okiya opened the cupboard and was disappointed to find that his bourbon supply had run out. He could have given himself one to celebrate the day, right? After all, they had achieved great success. Conan couldn't stand it, of course, and drove straight to FBI headquarters. Okiya had only seen the red Mercedes drove off. But how did he come up with this father number? Conan was anything but a child.
He couldn't help thinking of Hidemi again. Would victory over the organization really satisfy him? Hidemi wasn't going to bring it back. He was grieving, and that since the moment Conan had told him what had happened to her. On the roof of the Haido City Hotel, Conan warned Agent Akai not to shoot because Bourbon had Akemi Miyano on his conscience.The FBI agent probably hadn't even thought about it, so as not to jeopardize the mission. But Subaru had struggled not to blow away Bourbon's rotten brain. What was the difference between him and Akai? He wanted to ask him that when he squeezed him yesterday about leaving Japan. How could he leave the person he loved behind? Akai hadn't given him an answer, Subaru didn't know whether it would have been satisfactory anyway. But what was he complaining about? How were his actions different from the FBI agent's? Hadn't Hidemi left alone too? Alone in this black, dark world? Well, unlike Akemi Miyano, it was her job, she was doing it for the CIA. But was Subaru really there for her? He did not know. In the next moment he realized that even he wasn't really there himself. He was standing in front of a mirror and the shock of his life awaited him. How could his attention fade like that? He hadn't noticed how the person had secretly entered the house and was now aiming a gun at him. He knew the woman. The first time he had seen her in the shopping center, more precisely in the building across the street. She had her AK-47 in her hands and was waiting for the deployment order. It was the organization's sniper. Chianti. Should he turn around and fight back? It would probably have been too late. Then he felt a blow to the back of the head from Chianti's gun. He fell to the ground and threatened to pass out. Why? Why hadn't she shot him? According to Hidemi, she was a psychopath, so why? Then it occurred to him. A shot would have been too loud for what she and her accomplices were up to. With incredible anger, he stared through the window at the house next door. He had to promise Conan that he would always keep an eye on his girlfriend and protect her. He had sworn to Hidemi exactly the same thing. Neither time seemed to come of it. What kind of a failure was he?
Beika - House of Hiroshi Agasa
Shiho put the ribbons aside and put them back in the closet. It had done her good to hear her mother's voice. She trotted down the stairs to the living room until she remembered the professor had gone shopping. So she went into the kitchen and made some tea. She returned to the living room with her cup until she suddenly heard a cracking noise. Was that coming from the patio door? Had the professor forgotten his keys again? Shiho sighed and moved to open the door for him.
Then the feeling. She couldn't see the person trying to get in and hasn't been seen until now. Still, there was this feeling. A dark veil fell over her that threatened to crush her. Then she knew. Someone from the organization was here, there was no doubt about that.They had found her after all this long time in hiding. Oh god, luckily the professor wasn't here! Shiho would never have forgiven himself if something had happened to him. But what about her? Would she feel the same as her sister? Kudo had come too late to save her, would that be the case with her too? Where was Kudo? She wished he was here now, here with her. Why wasn't he? Wasn't he worried about her? Did she mean nothing to him? He meant something to her, even if that should no longer play a role in the near future. The front door rattled and Shiho could only run upstairs. She hurried up the stairs and bolted the door to her room. She wanted to go through the window, but it was too deep. Especially as a child, she would break both legs and be easy prey. She had no choice but to hide in the burly closet. She opened it and buried herself under all the