Shuichi Akai: Damn It!

"Can you pinpoint Gin's position?"

"On that building over there, directly across from the observation elevator..." Conan clung to Shuichi Akai's back with both hands, struggling against the violent jostling from their sprint as he continuously adjusted the focus on his glasses. "Three o'clock. He's setting up a sniper rifle!"

After Munehisa Iwai swiftly snatched him up, Conan had soon taken the chance to whisper with the man while being carried on his shoulders, learning the true identity of that somewhat mysterious model shop owner.

Thinking of how Tangze occasionally took them wandering around Shibuya, always stopping by that tucked-away shop with its strangely iron-blooded atmosphere, it became obvious how this FBI agent had been operating in Tokyo.

—He had cheated too, gotten himself a disguise, and brazenly opened a shop right on the streets of Shibuya.

He was briefly speechless, but having grown up watching his mother's masterful disguises, Conan quickly accepted the shop owner's stated identity and shifted his attention to the issue he had brought up.

The explosion in this building was inseparable from the Organization. The Tokiwa Group was connected to an ICPO system leak.

The missing chief engineer, Yoshikaki Hara, possessed crucial facial data and had transmitted it through the Tokiwa Group's servers. He had come to tonight's banquet to follow that lead, so it was not difficult to guess the goal of whoever had blown up the building's server room.

Combined with Gin and Vodka, whom Conan had seen a week ago, there was no need to consider anyone else as the people carrying out the operation against the Twin Towers Building.

After their joint operation at the docks, both FBI agents had known exactly who he and Haibara were. Conan naturally understood why Shuichi Akai had revealed his identity now. Using the improved