The Beikaite: Where Are My Accomplices?!

"It's out of the question."

Ai Haibara crossed her arms and said softly, "I heard from the postman near my house that the postman's route is usually planned. Once he sets off, there will be no delays, let alone time to sleep. If no other mail truck comes to replace him after thirty minutes, it means that something special has happened."

"But Haibara, the person who stole Mitsuhiko's camera was a thug who planted a bomb."

Ayumi was a little confused. "What does this have to do with the postman's car?"

"Yumi's police car was nearby at the time, and it was immediately obvious that we knew the police..."

Fujino guessed, "It's likely that after the perpetrators planted the bomb, they happened to notice the camera in Mitsuhiko's hand. If he knew the police, Mitsuhiko probably would have handed the videotape over to them immediately after the incident, which is why the perpetrators stole Mitsuhiko's camera."

"But I still don't quite understand."

Professor Agasa scratched his balding head. "Why would those thugs send a fax to the police? If their target was the protest, wouldn't luring the police here and blowing up the cars just make them search even more thoroughly?"

"Perhaps the perpetrators wanted the police to conduct a full-scale search."

Ai Haibara suddenly thought of something and rubbed her chin, "For example, we could disguise this case as the one from three years ago to divert the police's attention."

As she spoke, she looked up and asked, "Fujino, I remember there's an old Chinese saying, something like 'luring the tiger away from the mountain,' right?"

"Yes, that's exactly what they say."

Fujino nodded slightly, "Divide the enemy's attention from the real target, make them lose their guard, and then take them down easily."

As he spoke, he looked at the mailbox. "For example, hijacking a mailman's car, then disguising yourself as a mailman to take the real mailman hostage, and then leading your accomplices into the post office to rob it or something."

"Robbery of the post office?"

Takagi was puzzled for a moment, then suddenly realized, "That's right, there's also a lot of cash in the post office, so it's no wonder the criminals targeted the post office!"

"But there's no evidence yet..."

Conan then said, "Since we've confirmed that the criminals' real target was the post office, we still need to investigate further."

"Takagi, go and investigate whether Beika Post Office has prepared a large amount of cash recently, and also ask the postman if anything unexpected has happened to him."

Fujino outlined the plan and instructed Takagi, "The children, Professor Agasa, and I will check if the other mailboxes are in the same situation. If both match, then the criminals' real target is the post office, and we can set up an ambush then..."

"Yes, leave it to me!"

As the sun sets, at the Mihua Post Office.

"Slurp—"

A red van with closed windows and postage stamps was parked at the entrance.

Two men dressed as mail carriers quickly got out of the car.

However, just as one of them got off the bus, the other looked around, then pointed a gun at the other person and went into the post office.

It's in the alleyway next door.

Fujino, Takagi, and Chiba were lying in ambush at the alley entrance, while Professor Agasa and a few other children stood behind them.

"They're here!"

Genta peered through the gap between the three men, his eyes narrowed as he surveyed the post office entrance. "These people really have hijacked the post office vehicle..."

"Yeah, just like what Brother Fujino said."

"That's really amazing!"

"It's not so much that it's exactly the same, it's like they're acting out a script!"

"These are just conclusions I came to from reasoning and a bit of intuition. The script is just too outrageous."

Listening to the children's reflections, Fujino turned around and chuckled softly before turning his gaze back to the post office.

However, what Mitsuhiko said about acting according to a script is not actually accurate.

After all, he had only read the script.

"It's intuition or something again."

Conan stared at Fujino's retreating figure, then couldn't help but smack his lips. "Why don't I have that..."

"Ara."

Ai Haibara noticed Conan's expression and teased, "Someone seems a little unbalanced."

"Unbalanced my foot!"

Conan narrowed his eyes, revealing a dead fish look. "The key is that it's too outrageous. His intuition and all that, he can guess so accurately every time."

"Um..."

Ai Haibara pondered for a moment, "Actually, to be honest, I also feel that I have some kind of intuition every time, which is a bit unreliable."

"That's exactly what I meant!"

"I think it's more like predicting the future than intuition."

Ai Haibara glanced at Conan, who agreed, and then said seriously, "Just as I can vaguely sense the presence of people from the organization, Fujino might also be able to sense the presence of crime and predict future crimes."

"Real?"

Conan was stunned; he actually believed it.

After all, Ai Haibara's organization's early warning device was outrageous enough.

If Fujino had something similar...

He didn't seem surprised?

"Fake."

Ai Haibara rolled her eyes at him as if he were an idiot. "You don't actually believe that, do you?"

Conan: "..."

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but sigh.

To be honest, rather than letting him believe in some detective's intuition, it would be better to let him believe that the other party can really predict the future.

Although it wasn't the first time, he still felt a little unbalanced.

We're all human, so why is there such a big difference?

"Inspector Megure, the target has entered the post office!"

Takagi took out his walkie-talkie and watched the three burly men who had just entered the vehicle and jumped out of it. He reported, "In addition, three more people got out of the post office vehicle, seemingly to provide support to the target."

"Understood. I'm all ready. Keep an eye on the outside and don't let the other criminals get away."

On the Megure of the walkie-talkie, Inspector Megure gave a brief instruction, paused, and then turned to Takagi, adding, "By the way, Takagi, remember to keep an eye on Fujino! Don't let him rush up and beat those thugs up!"

"Forehead..."

Takagi glanced at the black figure rushing out with Wooden Sword: "Inspector Megure, it seems too late to say that now..."

"Ha?!"

On the other side.

At this moment, the Mihana people who had kidnapped the postman had already entered the post office lobby.

"Everyone inside, come out and raise your hands!"

He made his intentions clear from the start, pointing his gun at the fat man sitting in front of the post office counter and shouting, "We are the Post Office Thieves! If you don't want to die, you'd better behave yourselves!"

Upon hearing this, the staff at the post office all glanced at the rice flower man.

They then slowly stood up from their respective workstations and walked to the open space in the lobby.

Twenty or thirty people surrounded the rice flower man in a noisy, swarming manner.

"Damn it, why are there so many people on Sunday?"

Mikado looked around at the crowd and was momentarily stunned.

He began to suspect that he had robbed a fake post office.

However, he wasn't flustered at all, since there were many of them.

He had accomplices too!

Then he calmly turned around and glanced at the air behind him.

Looking around and finding no one behind him, the Rice Flower Man was immediately dumbfounded. "Where are my accomplices?"

"Don't bother looking anymore, your accomplices have all been dealt with."

"Crack!"

Just then, a sound of shattering glass came from behind.

He turned around and saw a dark figure gradually approaching.

A large, fat man wearing a fisherman's hat smashed the glass door of the post office and slammed it in.

He tumbled and rolled to his death at his feet.