Ok, I think there will only be two more chapters after this one and it will complete this arc, which is one of my favorites. It has been so fun to write and try to guess all that happened behind the scenes. Have fun with this chapter too, even though it is a little shorter. This is episodes 499 and 500.

We all gather in the room where we had made our temporary headquarters. I wait until everyone is in before I shut the door quietly. It shouldn't be too hard to make the specific conditions that need to be met for this to work.

"What is this idea Akai-kun?"

I take a deep breath and give the boy a minuscule glance. All right, I couldn't fail in convincing them.

"We should continue with the plan we currently have, with the two decoys in the vans. Although we will make full use of these."

I hold up one of the bombs.

"The organization doesn't know we know that there are transmitters in these. That is the key. We will have one fake decoy, one real decoy, and one real target."

Jodie looked confused.

"What do you mean Shu?"

I hold up one finger.

"As James said, they will probably have thermal vision cameras that will let them see inside the car. One van, the fake decoy, will have all FBI agents in it, with one agent lying down to pretend to be Mizunashi Rena, although almost all of you will have a bomb with a transmitter in your pockets."

We have to have one that is obviously not right so they can narrow down their search more. This van will look way too picture perfect, and they will be expecting some sort of trick. Now they only have to choose between two.

"The second van will be our real decoy. They will not have bombs in their pockets. It will appear that is a bunch of agents with her, and that we wouldn't put bombs in the same car that our target is in. They will think this is the real Mizunashi Rena."

James looked interested.

"And the real Mizunashi Rena?"

"We place her in the third van, with only the driver and she will be sitting with a bomb in her pocket in the front seat. They will think we ran out of agents and that there were just two driving for the sake of a distraction. They won't expect that we would allow her to have so little guard on her, and they will overlook it."

In all actuality, this is the thing that will almost undoubtedly grab Gin's attention. This one is different from the other two vans so it stands out, and they will expect the reverse psychology. Not to mention, the third van is supposed to come back to the hospital. Gin would zero in on that as well. James nodded.

"Yes, this could easily deceive them."

I smirk ironically.

"Yes that would be the objective."

Kind of, sort of the intention. Jodie leaned down to the boy.

"Thanks again for the hint Conan-kun."

Yeah the kid killed two birds with one stone, not that anyone else would know about it. James tapped his chin thoughtfully.

"The question now is to who will drive the car with Mizunashi Rena."

Right, I have to pretend that our objective is to keep Kir in our grasp. Although this is a good opportunity to push the angle that we need a skilled driver.

"That is true. If they discover us and find ourselves in a situation in which we need to lose them, we need someone who can take action in any situation, someone who knows the area, and has good driving technique."

"That would be you Akai-kun. You're the only one we have."

No, I definitely cannot be there, for multiple reasons. I immediately push it off.

"No, I would rather not. The first check they will make is to see which car I am with."

If I am with the real decoy, it would make it much more believable and it will be easier for me to guide them into thinking that the third van is the one with Kir inside. Also if I am anywhere near the real Mizunashi Rena, they will expect me to act to get her back, when I definitely cannot. The farther I am away the better.

"In that case…"

Come on Camel that is your cue.

"I will."

Perfect.

"For this it has to be me right?"

"The one who disposed the bomb for us, Camel-kun huh?"

Jodie's face brightened.

"I agree. I think he is the right one as well."

I smirk. I knew it was a good idea to let him dispose of the bomb with Jodie. Now there is more then one person vouching for his driving skills. I should probably warn him of what he is getting into.

"Fear of death is worse than death itself. No fear."

You have to believe this plan is going to succeed one hundred and ten percent, and that you must be willing to put your life at risk. He is going up against Gin and several other operatives. There is a real possibility he might die. Camel nodded, looking slightly confused.

"I've been prepared for death from the start. I have no family to mourn my passing anyway."

"Well then it is time to start the preparations."

"Roger that."

The FBI agents all filed out of the room. I glance at the boy with a smirk. Everything was going perfectly, just the way we wanted it too. Everything was in place. I was surprised to see him glaring at the door with such a serious look on his face. Oi, was he starting to doubt his own plan? No, it must be because of my comment to Camel, about him dying. There is a possibility, however Camel is an accomplished agent. He can take care of himself. There is a chance he will die, but it is slim.

"Don't make such a face."

He looks up at me in surprise.

"This is necessary for the strategy to succeed."

And it was. Sacrifices sometimes needed to be made to fulfill the needs of the whole. Putting agents in danger is what makes us agents in the first place.

"Or could it be, you are nervous about my guarantee?"

Did he doubt me picking Camel? Or did he doubt my resolve to fake my own death? Either way, this wasn't like him to look so unconfident in his abilities or my own. We needed complete faith in each other. Otherwise, this will never work.

He smirks at me and I see a glimpse of the hunter within.

"No, not at all. I trust your judgement Akai-san."

I thumb toward the door.

"I am going to tell Camel some things. I will be down in my truck in a few minutes."

"I will meet you by the door and we can walk together."

He scampered off down the hallway while I quickly follow after the other agents. When I caught up to Camel, I discreetly pulled him off to the side.

"Are you ready for this Camel?"

"Hai Akai-san. Mizunashi Rena and I will pull it off."

"Just make sure to get the timing right. We are going to use one of the bombs they gave us to use as your cover before they try to shoot you. As soon as it explodes jump out of the driver's side and through the hole in the guardrail."

Camel rubbed the back of his head.

"That's a tall order Akai-san."

I nodded. It was complicated, especially since we haven't had the chance to practice such a stunt.

"Yes, but I picked you because I knew you would be up to the task."

He nodded, looking resolved.

"Hai."

I turn, ready to walk to my car, when I stopped.

"One more thing. You have to carry this out without fail. If someone gets in the way, take them out of the picture. Got it?"

We have come too far and have put too many pieces into place for it to be ruined by one of our own agents. He nodded.

"All right Akai-san, I will be going now."

He gave a salute.

"Best of luck to you."

"You as well. Be careful. Call me after you finish and I will come pick you up."

I stalk off down the hallway. The time for our counterattack was upon us. It was time to see if Gin would take the bait.

The boy is currently waiting by front door, leaning against the wall. As I approach he stands up straight following after me like a little puppy dog.

"Everything ok Akai-san?"

I glance over at my miniature companion.

"Everything is fine Boya. I just pray this works."

He nodded.

"Yes, this is one of the best and worst parts of being a detective."

"What do you mean?"

He grinned up at me.

"The feeling of giving a deduction or plan that could possibly be correct or incorrect, out of thousands of possible scenarios, it's exciting, but also nerve-wracking. Don't you agree?"

I suppose that makes sense. If this works I will feel the most accomplished in all of my time fighting against the organization, but getting to that point is making me anxious.

"Do you doubt my plan Akai-san?"

I look down at the boy. He is looking very serious, his real self; however I see the conviction in his eyes. He is ready to give everything to make sure this plan succeeds, has faith in it. I smirk down at him.

"I gave an answer in Mizunashi Rena's room, and I give the same one now."

As of right now, through one way or another, everything we have planned has come to fruition. I was now even more convinced that this boy's predictions will come true, and that we can pull this off. He nodded.

"Do both of them understand what they need to do?"

I grin at him.

"Give us some credit Boya, we are FBI and CIA agents after all. We didn't get this far by not making good decisions. We are well versed in improvising and acting in plans like this where things can change at the drop of a hat."

He blinked in surprise, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

"My apologies. I didn't mean to underestimate you all. It's just the usual people I have to deal with I have to explain everything and give step by step instructions. It's just what I am used to."

A certain image of the two boys and girls that hang around him, that he gives orders to like a little army commander with his platoon. Ah, that would explain it. He has probably never had the chance to order competent agents before. The fact that he can go from orchestrating a plan with an actual national law agency, and then again turn around to plan with at least three other elementary schoolers that succeeds proves his flexibility and skill.

"I see what you mean Boya."

He nodded. We finally reach my truck and we both sit inside. I turn on my ear piece, listening absentmindedly to the reports of the vans.

"You ready Boya? How do you think they will move?"

He clicked in his seatbelt.

"One agent for each van, and then one to look for you. All four will report to Gin on their findings."

I nodded. That was what I assumed as well. I push the truck into drive to roll out of the parking garage. Now, following the second van's route, we should go this way to catch up with it.

We travel in almost silence. I was concentrating on the reports, while the boy seemed lost in his own thoughts. Then I see him look over into my side view mirror and narrow his gaze. I look up in my rearview mirror to see a motorcyclist directly behind us. It was easy to spot the platinum blond hair waving in the wind. Vermouth.

"We meet again."

I smirk. I would love nothing more than to just break check her and make her crash into me and capture her, but that isn't the purpose of this plan. It hurts to be so close yet unable to catch her.

Not then, I suppose it was time to enact our plan. I say quietly in obviously fake seriousness.

"Oh no Boya, one of their operatives is closing fast on the car that is holding Mizunashi Rena. Whatever shall we do?"

He gives me a strange glance and a smirk.

"Panic and give away our position?"

I grin. Yes, if they see me obviously drawing attention to the second van, they will suspect it isn't that one, which will lead Gin to believe the third van is their target.

"My thoughts exactly."

I yank on the gear shift and mash on the gas pedal. With precision I cut through traffic, changing lanes and slip by cars with ease. Many tires squealed and breaks smashed down as I tried hard to cause a big of a scene as I could.

In the chaos around me, I remembered something I wanted to ask the boy.

"So Boya, what happened between you and Vermouth the last time you all met? She took you hostage, and yet you were returned safe and sound."

He blinked up at me, not at all disturbed by the cars honking their horns and generally panicking around us.

"Didn't Jodie tell you? I woke up in a strange car in the woods. I called Agasa hakase and he picked me up."

I raised my eyebrow at him. I knew better than that. He did something. His innocent kid routine isn't going to work on me. He smirked.

"I had an electronic wave recorder and emitter hooked up to my body as well as heart mapping system. My original plan was to disguise as Haibara and get Vermouth to take me somewhere to kill me. She was supposed to excitedly call her boss so I could record the waves and send it to Agasa hakase and catch the boss that way, but since Jodie sensei was injured I had to change my plan halfway. She emailed a report to her boss though, so I managed to record the electronic waves. I blackmailed her so to speak. If my heart stopped the electronic waves from her phone that I had recorded would immediately be sent out to Agasa Hakase, who would then turn it in to police. Since I had suitable material, she said she would back off of Haibara."

I couldn't help but chuckle slightly. This was the same assassin we had spent years of time, mountains of resources, and multiple plans to capture, and this boy did it so effortlessly. It also explained why the organization hadn't made a move on the girl since Vermouth was out of the picture. He had managed to make Vermouth retreat. I couldn't even imagine the look on Vermouth's face when he cornered her.

"Oh, is that how you got the boss's phone number?"

He wrinkled his nose.

"No, not quite. I was going to catch her, but she sprayed knockout gas in the car and destroyed the wave recorder and was gone before I woke up again. I only managed to remember the sounds of the pushing of the keys and figured out the correct pattern from there."

He wanted to catch her? I smile down at him.

"Don't feel too bad, you have succeeded far better than most of us agents have. She is especially difficult to catch."

But wait, I am still trying to process the fact that he found out the boss's number, just by hearing it! What kind of skills did this boy have? I mean yes, it is in the form of a children's song, however after hearing it only once and figuring out the right timbres? He must have perfect pitch or something similar. I smirk at him.

"I will say it again. You are amazing Boya. Although what you plan to do with that knowledge? It is dangerous."

He narrowed his eyes at the mirror on the side.

"I haven't used it myself, only as a tool of finding black organization operatives. That was how I found Kir when the wireless tap was stuck to her foot. I am not going to carelessly draw attention to myself by emailing the boss of an evil crime syndicate."

I relax slightly. Good. I know the boy isn't stupid, but he is reckless.

"In any case Akai-san, it looks like they took our bait."

I glance behind me to see Vermouth swerve off onto a side road, and when I look up to see our van, there is no other motorcycle that was supposedly next to it. I smirk.

"Seems like it Boya. Let me park and we can listen to what's happening."

I pull into a nearby parking lot and I lay the earpiece next to us, turning up the volume so we can hear what was going on.

"James-san, I have a black porsche and four motorcycles tailing me."

"What? A Porsche and four motorcycles? Don't tell me they found you out?"

"Yes it is likely. But they are still no match for my driving technique. I will shake them off."

So they did go after Camel, as we needed. We glanced at each other before turning our attention back to the ear piece. We could hear everyone else waiting with baited breath. Good, Camel trying to escape will only cement the idea that Kir is with him.

Suddenly we hear a gasp of surprise, the sound of something being hit, and a pained grunt. Looks like Kir made her move then. There was the swerving of tires in the background as James shouted at Camel, trying to get him to respond. The boy and I however were tensed up, on the edge of our seats as we strained to listen. It sucked being blind and not entirely aware of what was going on, and now it seems like our ears are gone too.

There was a long silence on the other end, before we heard an explosion and the line went dead. I quickly fished my phone out of my pocket and the boy looked to me with concern and a deep seriousness. I held the phone reverently, waiting for the call. He couldn't have died right? I knew I expected a lot but…

We both jumped when my phone started to ring. It was Camel's number. I flip it open hurriedly.

"It was successful."

Both of us relax.

"Thanks. Job well done."

I hang up the phone and smirk at the boy. He responded back in kind. It was delicious to think that we had Gin working how we wanted him too, have him dancing in the palm of our hands, especially after he played us at the hospital. Revenge was sweet so to speak.

Phase one of our plan was complete. It was the absolutely necessary part, the one we knew would happen. Phase two was different in that it was optional, and the possibilities and scenarios are endless as to what could, might, and will happen. There were so many more unknowns. This plan was easy in the fact that we knew they were going to come back after Kir and recover her. Gin might never even order Kir to kill me. The easy part was over.

"We are going to go pick up Camel, and then we will head back to explain everything. I am sure there are several agents who deserve an explanation of why we threw out most of their hard work."

He nodded and settled back in his seat.

"Yes I agree."

I drove off the parking lot, heading over to the place where Camel was supposed to be.

"The materials are ready Akai-san, I will have them delivered to your apartment later today, and you can do with them what you will, but after today, I think it would be best if I didn't hang around the FBI."

I glance over at him.

"Yes. After my death, they will check up on them to make sure I didn't fake it, and will be looking at us with a high powered microscope. If they see a child with them it will be suspicious."

He didn't need any unnecessary attention. That was how he worked, everything from the shadows, and had a certain paranoia that kept him there. He nodded.

"I didn't get to mess up Jodie sensei's phone though, so I don't know how I am going to get my phone to her."

"As long as she knows the fingerprints are on it, she will come asking for it regardless. It will be all right."

He took a deep breath.

"Now comes the difficult part Akai-san. I won't be able to talk with you after this, at least alone. Are there any other questions you would like to ask?"

"Not at all Boya. I am sure we will see each other soon."

We drive up to the scene to see police, ambulances, and other cars piled up. Camel was being questioned by police, but when he saw us, he excused himself, wandering over. Conan slid over into the middle as Camel crammed in.

"You aren't hurt?"

He rubbed the side of his face.

"She sure hit hard enough, and I'm a bit banged up from the explosion, but other then that I am fine."

I smirked.

"Women usually do."

I step on the gas pedal, driving back to the hospital, not at all looking forward to the lecture Jodie will be giving us.