books44 Chapter 191 Whose second child is Conan? He's definitely not mine.
Chapter 191 Whose second child is Conan? He's definitely not mine.
The waiters tried to persuade the guests to stay and maintain order, while Ran and Sonoko notified the police. Led by the manager, Haruya Kuromon, followed by a group of people, arrived at the entrance above the aquarium.
He deftly removed his coat, shoes, and socks, then stretched his ankles briefly before walking to the edge of the aquarium.
"and many more!"
With his gaze fixed on the school of fish swimming underwater, Amuro Tooru raised his hand to block them: "Some of the marine life kept in our store are dangerous species. Going into the water without permission could result in an attack."
The store manager, panting, caught up by climbing over the railing and chimed in, "Yes... they put those sand tiger sharks that I bought at a high price in there..."
"thanks for your reminder."
With a soft chuckle and lowered eyes, Kuromon Haruya removed Amuro Tooru's hand, a resolute glint in his eyes:
"When a person is drowning, they will enter a state of apparent death. If they are pulled out in time and given first aid, there is a real possibility of saving them."
Even if the hope is slim, we must not give up the chance to rescue; that's our responsibility, right?
Without paying attention to the reactions of others, Kuromon Haruya turned around and resolutely plunged into the water alone.
Amuro Tooru's arm was slightly raised but then forcefully pressed down. He curled his fingers, which he was trying to grasp at something, and his breath hitched.
"...These are our police officers, right?"
"I haven't finished yet!" The shop manager, panting, scrambled to the edge of the tank and looked at Amuro Tooru in a panic. "For aesthetic purposes, there are also grouper, lionfish, moray eels, and sea urchins in the tank, among other potentially aggressive species..."
Conan/Kaito/Amuro: "What!"
Amuro Tooru grabbed some diving gear from a nearby display and, while putting it on, asked, "Boss, do you have spearguns or long-pole nets in the store?"
"Yes, but the old one is lost and the new one hasn't arrived yet..."
Amuro Tooru handed over a pure white pistol and looked at Kaito with surprise.
"This is a custom-made poker gun cosplaying as Kid, it shouldn't be of any help."
He pulled the trigger, and a sharp playing card flew out at lightning speed, hitting the floor with a loud thud that left Amuro speechless.
This is clearly not an ordinary toy that students should be holding, but the situation is urgent, so we'll educate them later.
Within seconds underwater, Yoru Kuromon had already descended to a depth of four meters.
The human body has a certain buoyancy in water, and it is very difficult to dive to ten meters quickly without carrying any weights.
The temperature-controlled water was still slightly cool on her skin. Bubbles rose from her mouth as she slowly exhaled the air she had kept in her lungs, using the coral pillars in the aquascape for support as she leaned down.
'Slightly venomous sea snakes, jellyfish... even blue-ringed octopuses?! No wonder it's Beika Town, a place rife with bombs and cyanide.'
His unbound hair swam freely in the water, while fish circled him from a distance, dispersing due to the oppressive aura. He slowly sank down, approaching the deceased.
Yes, it's the deceased.
To ensure accurate judgment, Kuromon Haruya even activated part of his self-binding ability to sense the death aura a few meters away.
The victim was beyond dead; there was no need to go into the water to rescue him.
Yu Guangzhong noted that many guests had noticed the scene and had taken out their devices to take pictures without permission. Logically, Kuromon Haruya should have avoided such public displays of affection, but...
'Babe finally noticed us! Yay!'
Struggling to suppress the smile on his face, he looked serious and brushed the stray strands of hair behind his head, revealing his handsome jawline.
His shirt collar, with a few buttons undone, opened wide amidst the ripples of water, revealing glimpses of his well-defined muscles. His skin shone brightly white in the reflection of the water, and his lowered eyes held a profound divine compassion.
Kuromon Haruya gently took the waist of the eternally sleeping lady, turned her around, and gave an OK sign to Amuro Tooru, who was helping to drive away the fish above, indicating that everything was normal.
The corpse retrieval operation earned me good impressions from several important characters and even attracted Vermouth's attention. That's great!
However, the perpetrator in this case was truly despicable. After deliberately drowning the victim, they intentionally dumped the body into an aquarium full of dangerous animals, hoping the blood from the wounds would attract a bunch of animals to eat it.
It completely exceeds the standards for children's content, and it's extremely ungentlemanly.
Seeing him ascend safely, Amuro Tooru breathed a sigh of relief, but remained where he was, holding onto the rope hanging above and reaching out to Kuromon Haruya.
Pfft!
The two who surfaced were immediately pulled up. Seeing that the police had arrived at the scene, Kuromon Haruya disregarded his image and collapsed to the ground, taking several deep breaths of oxygen.
"Hehehehe."
He glanced at Amuro Tooru, who had removed his equipment and was shaking his fur like a drowned golden retriever, and couldn't help but laugh. He raised his right hand: "Thanks for your help, sir..."
“Amuro Tooru, it is only right for a citizen to help you, Mr. Kuromon.”
Looking at his infectious smile, Amuro Tooru shook hands and suddenly understood why his superior, Kuroda, still longed for that woman after all these years.
"That's all I wanted to say!"
Kuromon Haruya raised an eyebrow, cleared his throat, and uttered the long-awaited line:
"Mr. Amuro, these kinds of dangerous activities are best left to us professionals. While I appreciate your help, you laymen aren't as reliable as the police in this regard!"
Police academy graduate, professional group leader, first in his class, police officer with zero training course, veteran police officer with numerous merits, Amuro Tooru: I take back my previous exclamation.
Who's this kid calling an amateur? He's been an authorized external consultant for less than I've been in school!
But his identity couldn't be revealed, so Amuro Tooru had no choice but to humbly accept the criticism and shift the focus elsewhere: "But the playing card gun this student is holding seems to be a contraband..."
Kaito Kuroba's eyes widened in disbelief: ? I tried to help and got betrayed!
"Shhh."
Kuromon Haruya blinked his right eye and picked up the identification, saying, "It's been authorized. This is confidential."
Anyway, he didn't say in what capacity he authorized it. What's wrong with an organization boss authorizing a junior to play with toy guns!
Faced with the obvious deception, Amuro Tooru's eye twitched, feeling that the emotion he had just felt had vanished.
"Okay, then I'll be relieved."
Seeing the two laughing, Inspector Megure gritted his teeth and delivered the devastating news: "You've had a tough day, Kuromon. But about the victim you rescued..."
Yoruichi Kuromon looked at Inspector Megure with tolerance and waved his hand magnanimously: "She has been murdered, I know."
“When I touched the body underwater, I didn’t feel any residual warmth, and the pupils were already dilated and cloudy. She had already been killed before falling into the aquarium. But at least this way her body won’t be harmed. She’s already been killed, so it would be too much to add any more resentment.”
"and..."
With his gaze shifting to Conan, who was deep in thought beside Kaito Kuroba's legs, Haruya Kuromon gave a thumbs-up and said with a smile, "I believe Shinichi will definitely solve this case and give the victim the truth!"
At the corner of the stairs leading to the top on the second floor, Vermouth stared at Kaito Kuroba's face through the frame, her pupils dilating in shock.
'If Coolguy narrowly escaped death from Gin's ambush, then he's secretly working on a legitimate crime-solving scheme...'
She took out an unflattering childhood photo of her son that Yukiko had once shared with her, and stared at Conan, comparing it repeatedly. The doubts in her mind solidified into reality:
'So who is this Conan Edogawa? Is he Yukiko and Yusaku's second child?'