Mobile Armory
Conan subconsciously pulled another Sunflower Seeds from his pocket and started cracking it open. "By the way, you didn't tell me last time how old you are."
Eighty-four years old.
Ai Haibara glanced at Conan and said, "I'm old enough to be your grandmother."
"Ah?!"
Conan dropped the Sunflower Seeds in his hand and a look of horror appeared on his face.
She did indeed try to understand Ai Haibara's personality.
Judging from his intuition, he felt that Ai Haibara should be in her early twenties or thirties.
But at eighty-four, he should be calling her grandma, no, great-grandma, right?
Is that drug really that outrageous?
Ai Haibara nodded, looking at Conan's increasingly horrified expression, and said with satisfaction, "Actually, it was a lie."
She paused, took a deep breath, raised her head, squinted her eyes, and rested her chin on her hands. "Actually, I was eighteen years old before I shrunk."
"So you're the same age as Fujino..."
Conan pulled another Sunflower Seeds out of his pocket, but before he could finish speaking, Mitsuhiko interrupted him, "The ball suddenly disappeared!"
"Disappeared?"
Conan turned around upon hearing this and found that the ball had deflated.
Puzzled, he looked down and examined the area closely, discovering a small hole in the field.
Realizing something was wrong, he immediately jumped down.
He pulled a dagger from his pocket and started digging and digging in the small ball field.
Then, they dug out a 7.62mm copper bullet.
While the others were distracted by Conan's sudden action...
Fujino's gaze, however, was drawn to a figure on the other side of the audience.
He was a man wearing a brown trench coat, covering himself up completely.
The football just now was shot and destroyed by him.
The pistol used was a Tokarev.
Fujino silently marked the man with Eagle Eye Tracking, then turned to look at the others.
Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on Conan, Fujino quietly left the audience and used Eagle Eye Tracking him down.
Fujino used Eagle Vision to follow the man from a distance.
Soon, he saw the man throw the gun into a trash can after leaving the venue.
He glanced around and, seeing that no one was around, quickly left.
Fujino was not in a hurry to subdue the man.
They simply watched silently as the other person walked away.
This time, his main purpose in following this guy was for that gun.
A thug who has lost his pistol is like a snake that has lost its fangs.
There was no threat to him.
"What a waste..."
Fujino sighed, glanced around, and seeing that there were no surveillance cameras, he put on gloves and picked up the pistol that had just been thrown away from the trash can.
Just as he had expected, it was a Tokarev.
There is also a five-pointed star on the grip of the pistol.
"Something's not right..."
Fujino stared at the jet-black pistol in his hand, paused, and gasped, "Isn't this a Type 54?!"
Fujino didn't have any knowledge about firearms, but he did have some understanding of them.
He could tell that this Tokarov TT33 was actually a copy of the Type 54.
Although the designation of the Type 54 has been removed, the characteristics of the firearm cannot be hidden.
"An unexpected bonus..."
Fujino sighed and then contentedly put the Type 54 pistol into his Pocket Dimension.
Originally, he was thinking of getting Tokarev's work for free.
Unexpectedly, I got a free sample of the Type 54 from my hometown.
Thinking about it, it makes sense. The difference between the Type 54 and Tokarev's is not that great; it's just that some improvements were made to the original design and the ergonomic design.
Tokarev, that's normal.
Furthermore, the TT33 has long been discontinued, and the Type 54 only ceased production a few years ago.
In terms of both the number of units in stock and the volume of foreign trade, the Type 54 is more numerous than the TT33.
That said, he now has quite a few handguns on hand.
Previously, they seized an M37 from the Alcohol Company, and later seized a Beretta 92 with a silencer from Pisco.
There were also two M1911A1s and one Glock G17 that were previously seized from the underworld.
And the May Fourth Movement, which we just received.
If you do the math, he now owns six handguns.
If you add a rifle and a sniper rifle, his Pocket Dimension will become a mobile arsenal.
That's just a bit outrageous.
"Is the next step to handle System Task?"
After putting away his pistol, Fujino took out his phone and glanced at the time. "Right now, Inspector Megure should be on his way... But come to think of it, why is it always Inspector Megure doing this kind of job that involves threatening random killings, which is comparable to terrorist activities..."
Based on the bullets dug out of the scene, Conan quickly deduced that the gunman used a Tokarev series pistol.
Inspector Megure arrived at the scene quickly and began questioning about the specific circumstances.
Based on Conan's deduction, Juzo Megure also learned that the criminals were using Tokarov series pistols.
They also learned from the director that they could not evacuate the people in the stadium, otherwise they would be threatened with random shooting.
Outside the Tokyo National Stadium.
Juzo Megure was followed by a group of detectives. The director in charge of the broadcast arrived, and Conan and the others followed as well.
"Besides not being allowed to evacuate the audience, what other demands did the perpetrators make?"
Juzo Megure asked the director of Nihon TV Station in a deep voice.
"That person said that we should prepare 50 million yen before halftime, packed in a travel bag."
The director of Nihon TV Station replied, "As for the location of the transaction, he did not tell us, saying that he would contact us later."
"Demanding money? It seems the thugs are trying to extort money from your Nihon TV Station."
Just then, a familiar sound came from behind.
Everyone turned around and saw Fujino walking towards them, dressed in his usual black suit and trench coat.
"Brother Fujino, you're here too!"
When Juzo Megure saw Fujino, he went up to greet him warmly.
However, he was deep in thought.
Speaking of Fujino, Fujino just encountered a murder case yesterday, right?
I've actually gotten myself involved in extortion today.
The world is becoming increasingly turbulent...
"I came here with these kids to watch the game."
Fujino offered an explanation, then immediately asked, "I just heard you mention something about fifty million, so has some kind of extortion case occurred here?"
"It was indeed extortion... but the extortionists were armed. They first shot down a soccer ball inside the stadium as a threat, and then demanded that Nihon TV Station prepare 50 million yen, with the specific location to be determined by them."
Juzo Megure nodded and said in a deep voice, "I'm about to have all the plainclothes officers infiltrate the venue and arrest and question everyone who was on the phone when that thug calls again..."
"That would be a more prudent approach..."
Fujino pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then said, "But what if there's more than one assailant?"
"There was more than one assailant?"
Juzo Megure didn't quite understand Fujino's words. "Brother Fujino, what makes you so sure?"
"I think that since the other party dared to come and extort money and even dared to make a transaction, they must have been prepared for the director to call the police long ago."
After a pause, Fujino continued, "Since he dared to ask for a deal, he must be confident that he can protect himself when the police take action... I think he must be relying on another accomplice. The two of them will act together, one in charge of communications and the other in charge of shooting."
"So that's how it is!"
Upon Juzo Megure suddenly realized what was going on, and his brows furrowed. "If that's the case, then even if we capture the person who was communicating with us at the time, the other person will threaten us to release them immediately, or else they will start indiscriminate shooting... How despicable."