Detective Conan FF: ♤The Poisoned Trio♤ (English)

Chapter 21

Her brown hair bounced back and forth a bit as she strode purposefully down the empty hallway. Brennevin headed for a specific room. She didn't know exactly what was behind each door, but where Vodka would be, everyone knew. The girl knocked on the door, and a few moments later the agent opened the door in surprise. 

"Brennevin, what are you doing-" but he couldn't finish, Ash rushed into the room. "Where is he?" she wanted to know curtly. Confused, Vodka looked at the young girl. "I don't understand, what do you want?" he hooked again. Brennevin sat down on the table. Crossing her arms, she eyed the man in sunglasses. "Gin. I know for a fact you know where he is," she threw back. Vodka began to hesitate, looking around uncertainly, as if someone might be eavesdropping. "No, I don't-" Ash grabbed Vodka by the collar. 

"Listen. I've had a dirty day. Just tell me, will you?" she hissed dangerously. Vodka pushed her away from him. Then he straightened his shoulders. "Fine by me. I'll give you the address. Don't do anything wrong, will you?" he warned her. "Gin's done enough already. It's time to stop this nonsense," she grumbled. Vodka wrote the coordinates on a piece of paper for her. "Is this just between us?" he wanted to make sure. 

"Who do you want me to tell? Your mom?", Ash rolled her eyes. "Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid," Ash said goodbye, leaving Vodka alone. The agent looked after Brennevin, wondering if Gin would kill him for it later.

"I'm going to go and dig myself a grave already".

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The FBI's Mercedes stopped a street away from where Gin was holding Sherry. "Here we are," Camel said, almost whispering, as if afraid the organization would hear him. Jodie checked her pistol, while James just made a frantic phone call to someone. Conan went over his plan again in his mind. Would this really work? On the one hand...they had the element of surprise on their side...on the other...the plan could so backfire. 

No. He had promised. Ai and he would return together. Alive. 

"I have to do something for a minute," the little boy said suddenly, getting out of the car. With his fingers, he wiped across the display and dialed a specific number. Then he activated his voice transponder on the loop. "Yes, hello?", Inspector Megure immediately answered. His voice sounded stricken and very tense. Conan had changed his voice to Shinichi Kudo so the policeman would listen to him. 

"Inspector, I have news," Conan replied. "Kudo?! To think I can hear you! Are you involved in another case?" replied Megure delightedly. "Yes, that's right. But Conan had told me that Ai had been kidnapped. Well...I think I know where the kidnapper is holding her," Kudo explained. "Excuse me?! Why didn't you say so right away!!!" gushed the inspector. "Do you have a plan on how to get the girl out?", Megure wanted to know.

The little master detective chewed his lip. "Yes I did. I need you, Takagi, Sato, Shiratori and...maybe a few more policemen," Conan told him. "Where should we go?" the inspector wanted to know. 

"I'll send the coordinates later. The text message will also say what the plan is. I have to go now," Kudo said. Then he hung up without waiting for Megure's answer. Conan got back into the Mercedes. "Okay, now everything is ready. We can go," said the boy with black hair. "Are you sure?", James echoed. "Oki dokie," Jodie replied, smiling.

"Let's go rescue your little friend!"

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(Gin's view)

The cigarette in his mouth glowed faintly in the darkness as he heard something. Someone was here, in his hiding place. "Gin?" the person called cautiously, as if afraid of something. Gin stirred, and from the corner of the empty hall, he with a pistol came towards them. Only now did he recognize the person. It was Brennevin. 

"What are you doing here," it was a statement, not a real question. "I was sent...by..." she replied, "by Vodka, perhaps? The joker was supposed to keep his mouth shut," Gin snapped at her. "No...the order came from above," Ash opined, bracing his arms on his hips. "Are you going to put that damn thing down?" she hissed. She seemed angry. Gin slowly lowered his arm. "Were you sent to help me?" the man in the black coat growled, lighting a new cigarette. Ash ignored the question, instead stepping past Gin and heading for the person in the chair. It was a little girl who was tied to the chair. 

Shocked, Ash found that the girl had countless burns and her lip had split open. The blood had dried up and was sticking to her clothes. "Sherry?", Ash called her name, the girl looked up fearfully. When Shio looked into her eyes, she immediately flinched. "What did you do to her?", Ash tried to confront Gin. 

"I wanted her to talk. But...she kept quiet," he remarked, unimpressed. "Soon the whole organization will know that Shiho is still alive. And then...I will kill her. And that pesky little Kudo," he growled. Gin frowned. Was this brat feeling sorry for her? How ridiculous.

"Help...me...please...let...Conan...out of there," she pleaded with Brennevin. The girl with brown hair hesitated. "Why are you staring at her like that? I would have killed her hours ago, but I'm waiting for the order," the man grumbled after a while. Suddenly a loud bang was heard. The two turned around with a jerk. 

"What the...? What was that?" cursed Gin, pulling out his Glock. The two crept toward the entrance. "Someone's there," Ash hissed. Gin squinted through the slit, but couldn't see anything. Without warning, something suddenly crashed into the garage door, causing Gin to jump backward, startled. A few seconds later, loud engine noise was heard as a silver Mercedes crashed through the door.

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Bourbon braced himself inwardly for the conversation. Again, he stood in the windowless and bare room. The glare of the light blinded him. "Bourbon. I heard you were successful in your mission," the distorted voice spoke up again. 

"Yes... Dubonnet has been eliminated; he was the NOC. Now...you don't have to worry," Rei replied uncertainly. The person laughed. "Well...that's nice. You're free for the next one. I'll check in later," then the lights went out. Bourbon rushed out of the room, trying to swallow his fear. "I'm sure of it. Somewhere out there, you are, there, Nick."