And the older man who was also with the FBI? A friend of hers? And what about this grim looking guy, what did she call him? Camel? What were they doing in the shopping center? Ran met him again a few weeks after witnessing the Heiji-Shinichi contest when a man was killed in a restaurant. His presence must also mean that Jodie-sensei was still in Japan and something was going on that she didn't understand. Someone was playing with her here, but who? Jodie-sensei? Had she brought her work here and no private affairs? What about Shinichi? Jodie-sensei kept photos of him, one of which was from the school festival. Were the two in cahoots? Was Shinichi doing a case for the FBI? Was that why he was gone so long? She knew there was only one person who could answer that. She found Jodie-sensei's number and started dialing.

"The number you have dialed is currently not in use, we ask for your understanding."

What did that mean? Was Jodie back in America after all? Damn it, who else could she ask if not the FBI agent? Then a light dawned on her. One person could certainly explain to her in detail what was going on and where Shinichi really was.

She grabbed her jacket and started out the door. Then, however, she collided with a man who was about to enter.

"Hey ...", Kogoro Mori protested indignantly.

Ran apologized briefly and wanted to continue. Then she turned around again to collect the private investigator.

"Dad, you'd better come with me! If he doesn't want to talk, you have to play your detective skills!" She decided.

Kogoro Mori looked confused.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" He didn't understand the world anymore.
Haido - industrial district, warehouse 76R.
Was he naive to believe that he could so easily lure the famous student detective Shinichi Kudo into the trap? What stopped him from simply putting all the FBI and the police on him? Scotch would have been surrounded by dozens of officers and his efforts on the roof of police headquarters would have been in vain. No, he knew his opponent would never do this. He wouldn’t put the life of an ally at stake so me nothing you nothing. He picked up his radio and contacted his two people who had taken up positions in the two houses next to the warehouse.

"Absinthe, how does it look on the north side?" He wanted to know.

The accomplice answered immediately.

"The target is not yet in sight."

Scotch ground his teeth.

"Solera, any emotion, or signs of police?"he asked his second husband.

"No movement!" Said no.

Scotch was about to cut radio contact until one of his people answered again.

"Absinthe here, someone is walking straight to the warehouse!" He replied.

Scotch winced.

"How many? Are there several?"

But his accomplice said no. According to him, it is a single person.

"Is it a little boy with glasses?" Was his next question.

"Negative.", It came from absinthe.

"It's a boy, but he doesn't wear glasses, but I would describe him as small. He looks like a high school student to me," he reported in as much detail as he could.

Scotch's brow furrowed. A high school student? Kudo was a high school student, due to his current condition he was out of the question.

"Let it pass," he replied to his people and felt the Smith & Wesson in his waistband.

No matter who would come, he would deeply regret it. It took 2 minutes, then the heavy door of the storage room was pushed open and a shadow entered the interior. Scotch drew his gun and held it out at the intruder. He jumped forward to use the light from outside to see the person better. The surprise was written on his face. It was actually a teenager, maybe 17 or 18. He was wearing casual clothes and had his hands tucked into his trouser pockets. Even though he was armed, he grinned cheekily at Scotch. There was no longer any doubt.

In front of him was the person he had expected, if not in the form he had imagined.

The person in front of him was Shinichi Kudo. But why had it suddenly regained its old form? Had Sherry succeeded in producing an antidote before she was abducted? Well, he couldn't care less. Tokiwa wanted it and he would get it.

"Hands up!" Ordered Scotch sternly.

Shinichi followed and stepped closer.

"Stop! Five steps to the left, and then no movement.", He ordered and the detective made no resistance.

"Shiho isn't really here, is it? Where is she?" He asked, without any trace of fear. Scotch didn’t know whether to respect him for it or to laugh to death at him. His arrogance would cost him his head, luckily only when his boss had finished with him.

"No, our dear Sherry is not here, gin is playing with her at the moment," he revealed.

Shinichi narrowed his eyes.

"Where is he taking you? To your headquarters?" He asked sharply.

Scotch finally nodded. Indeed, let's see if she's already in our care. ", he grinned and took out his cell phone. He spoke on the phone for a few seconds, then his expression turned into something difficult to interpret.

"Damn it! That damn gin can't help it."

Shinichi didn't move an inch, apparently he had already given up."What's wrong? What did gin do?" He asked, hoping Scotch would give him that information.

This looked extremely pissed off, he and Shinichi both owned a person they didn't like, maybe that was enough for Scotch to come out with the information.

"This son of a bitch should have already arrived at our headquarters, together with the girl. But apparently he's playing his own game again and I can bear the consequences!"

Shinichi looked at the entrance, but there was nothing.

"Is he going to harm her? What other place could he take her to?" He continued trying his luck.

Scotch laughed out loud.

"Does the detective want to help me? Thank you, your help is not needed. I'll take you to our headquarters and find gin too. Then I finally persuaded Anokata to give him up, then I'll have a huge number of problems in a single day Killed a lot of birds with one stone! "

Shinichi's expression also showed a certain kind of amusement.

"You mean ... the Tokiwa-Pharmaceutics company building? And your boss Tokiwa ... Eisaku-san?" He asked provocatively.

All color drained from Scotch's face. Where from? How did this nosy white know the identity of her boss and the location of the headquarters?

Shinichi now pointed to his jacket, Scotch didn’t understand at first, but then he turned pale. He rummaged through his things and finally found the packet of cigarettes. He searched her and found the detective badge. Too late. Long too late.

"You damn ..." he muttered in panic and pulled out his cell phone. He had to inform his people before it was too late. No! That just couldn't be true.

"I'm afraid I can't let you tell your accomplices about this," Shinichi said sternly.

Scotch glared at him with hatred.

"Oh yes? And how are you going to stop me?" Asked defiantly.

Shinichi suddenly laughed.

"Me? Not at all. But the little one, over there.", He replied and pointed towards the entrance. Scotch turned his gaze, but it was too late. Something came flying in, it was big and round. Was that ... a soccer ball? No, this thought was insane? But true…

The ball hit Scotch hard on the face and threw him back yards. He was completely perplexed, but he still tried to reach for his weapon. But someone kicked her away, it was the person who had hurt him. His eyes had been damaged, but he still tried to recognize them. It was ... a boy! Just 7 years and he was wearing glasses. he looked down at him triumphantly. Scotch refused to admit it. Conan Edogawa stood over him.

"But ... that's Shinichi Kudo over there!" He shouted, giving his last strength.

Conan looked at his adult counterpart, who just grinned broadly.

"Well, you're right. I'm the master detective Shinichi Kudo.However, I am also quite arrogant and self-righteous. I always express myself vaguely and can't even tell my girlfriend how I feel about her. "he started talking strangely.

"Hey ...", Conan stopped him now.

Shinichi stuck her tongue out at him.

"But in spite of everything ... I'm nothing compared to the best detective under the sun. The unsurpassable genius of the Kansai region! Hattori Heiji-sama!" He bowed and then began to remove the mask. Below was the face of a suntanned boy. The collar was also lifted, behind it was a kind of bow tie that you only knew from tuxedos. He was speaking to Conan now and had a strong Kansai dialect.

"What the ..." Scotch stammered to himself.

Both grinned at him confident of victory.

"Oh, you didn't even know my friend Heiji? You called last night when I came home exhausted. He was very worried and wanted to come to support me. First I waved him off because there was nothing he could do But that changed when I received a surprise visit from my parents early this afternoon. You must know, my mother is not only a gifted actress, but also a great makeup artist. She even had the same teacher as one of your accomplices. Sharon Vinyard, the name says something to you, doesn't it? It was a lucky coincidence that Hattori arrived shortly after you called and that I could draw up this plan.

Scotch held out a shaky hand in the direction of the radio.

"Ah, if you want to contact your people, it will be difficult. One of them is taking a nap and the other ..."

"... was disarmed and handcuffed well," said another voice.

A man walked into the warehouse, he had also been on the roof and Scotch had found him in Bourbon's notes. His name was Subaru Okiya.

"Agent Okiya, could I ask you to arrest him?" Conan asked in a charming tone and the CIA agent followed immediately. At least he had some things to make up for, after all, Gin was only able to kidnap Shiho because of him.

He turned over Scotch and handcuffed him.

"And now out with the