SailorStar9: With Chapter 64 uploaded, this is Chapter 65 of this fic. (Sighs) Guys and girls, is it too hard for you to leave a review, instead of just putting this fic up on your favorited list and story alerts?
Pairings: Established!Furuya Rei (Amuro Tooru)/Mizuno Ami
Disclaimers: I own absolutely nothing, except this plot and pairing.
Chapter 65: The Mini Patrol Car Police's Big Chase
Sometime later...
Miyamoto Yumi and Naeko Miike had stopped at a traffic light when they heard Conan shout.
"What are you shouting about?" Yumi asked, looking out of the patrol car window when the rest of the Detective Boys came into view. "Did something happen?"
"I'm glad you're here." Conan ran towards the patrol car. "Chase that car that just left."
"The car that just left?" Yumi echoed.
"Genta has been kidnapped." Ayumi and Mitsuhiko chorused.
"You came to the department store to go shopping at the food festival, and Genta went missing?" Yumi summarized the situation.
"Yes." Mitsuhiko nodded.
"While we were looking for him..." Conan continued.
"We found him captured in the back of the delivery van with his mouth taped shut when we gathered at the department store's off-loading area." Fumio added.
"And at was the car that just left?" Naeko asked.
"Yeah." Conan nodded. "We found this on the ground." he took out the ice pick Fumio had bagged.
"What is that?" Yumi gasped. "There's blood on it."
"Maybe Genta..." Mitsuhiko gaped.
"Got stabbed..." Ayumi muttered.
"That reminds me of those historical dramas." Yumi noted. "Like 'It's nothing to do with me'."
"Yumi-san, you do realize most of them are fictional adaptions, right?" Fumio reminded.
"Yumi-san, please save Genta." Mitsuhiko pleaded.
"Leave it to me." Yumi grinned. "No one's escaped from my mini-patrol car on these streets before."
"Yumi-san, let's contact HQ." Naeko suggested.
"We can do that later." Yumi replied.
"Genta, can you hear me?" Conan whispered over the Detective Badge.
"If you can hear us, say something, Genta." Mitsuhiko voiced over the speaker.
"The kidnappers will hear you." Fumio hushed the freckled boy.
"I heard something." Ayumi stated, overhearing a growling sound from the badge.
"That sound suspiciously familiar..." Fumio deathpanned.
"I recognize that sound." Mitsuhiko agreed.
"I know." Ayumi piped in. "It's his stomach growling."
"Damn, we're supposed to clean up on diamonds today, too." Kawamata Mitsuo's voice was heard from the speaker.
"Wait." Yumi voiced. "Did he just say they're cleaning up on diamonds?"
"They're jewels thieves." Mitsuhiko concluded.
"I see." Yumi mused. "They kidnapped Genta because he overheard them plotting to steal diamonds."
"Then, we should hurry." Naeko passed. "They said they couldn't let him go alive."
"Genta's car is heading towards Teitan Elementary School." Conan informed, his 'Criminal Tracking Glasses' were already activated.
"All right, we'll cut them off and arrest them." Yumi declared. "Miike, take that left." she instructed. "Next, right!" she directed.
"That car!" Conan recognized the delivery van straight up ahead of the junction.
"Full speed ahead!" Yumi announced. "Emergency vehicle coming through." she shouted down the radio, the car was now stuck in the middle of a traffic jam. "Please clear the road."
"We're not making any progress." Naeko noted.
"Get out of the way!" pulling out a loudspeaker, Yumi hollered to the congested road.
On cue, the surrounding cars split like the Red Sea.
"You in the gray van!" Yumi demanded, the patrol car closing in. "Stop!"
"We lost them." Naeko looked around, the car had forced to stop at a train crossing.
"Conan, which way?" Yumi asked.
"Right." Conan replied. "They're heading towards the harbor."
"I got it off." Genta answered back to the Detective Badge's speaker, having shrugged the tape off his mouth. "I thought we were going to eat some good food."
"Do you think we are idiots?" Kawamata's voice sounded from the speaker, having taken the Badge from Genta's trousers pocket. With a snap, he broke the Badge into half.
"Damn it." Conan cursed. "My tracking glasses aren't working. His badge must be broken."
"Wait, that cooler..." Conan suddenly recalled. "While we were searching the department store for Genta, I saw two men transporting coolers that look just like the ones in that car." hr informed. "They were an unusual color, so I remember them well. Those men kidnapped Genta.
"And?" Yumi pressed. "Do you know where they are going?"
"They were using hand signals to communicate with each other." Conan answered. "I think they looked like this." he imitated.
"Doesn't that mean 'gun'?" Mitsuhiko gasped.
"Are they going to shoot Genta?" Ayumi was worried.
"No, they're probably communicating the location of the job to the person standing next to me." Conan disagreed. "He's probably working with them."
"Then, if we figure out what these signals mean, then we might know where they're headed." Yumi reasoned.
"Yeah." Conan nodded. "After before we lost track of them, the car was heading towards the harbor. Which means..."
"I got it." Mitsuhiko cut in. "This means two and this means one. When using your fingers to count, in Japan, we start with the index finger and raise one at a time, but in Europe, they start with their thumbs. In other words, those signs mean 'two' and 'one'. They're referring to 21. Combine with the fact that the car is heading towards the harbor, and..."
"That's it." Naeko realized. "The number 21 in the direction of the harbor means..."
"I get it now." Yumi came to the same conclusion. "They're heading towards the warehouse 21 in the harbor."
"Yumi-san, hold on." Conan suddenly voiced.
"It's not number 21?" Ayumi blinked as the patrol car drove along the warehouses.
"No, those hand signs aren't the European style of counting." Conan recanted his former deduction.
"They're most probably the secret hand signals used at auctions." Fumio stated.
"Those signs used to indicate prices at auctions?" Naeko asked.
"Yeah." Conan nodded ."When the man they were signaling walked past me, I caught a faint whiff of eel: not the scent of broiled eel, but a fishy scent."
"In other words, this is a punch that's used to butcher eels." Fumio held out the bagged pick.
"Does that mean they're eel vendors?" Mitsuhiko inquired.
"I see." Yumi noted. "Eel vendors would know the secret hand signals of auctions. So, what number do those signals mean?"
"Considering hand signals differ slightly between markets, in Tokyo, one through five are expressed normally with your fingers. This is six and seven." he stuck out his thumb and index finger.
"Got it." Yumi nodded. "So, it's 76. Miike, head to Warehouse 76 immediately."
"Jewel thieves." Yumi and Naeko hurried from their vehicle, just in time to prevent the kidnappers from killing Genta. "Don't attempt the resist arrest. The jig's already up."
"It's just a couple of women and kids." Kawamata looked at Iguchi Sho. "Get them."
"Don't underestimate the police." Naeko warned, flinging the charging Iguchi over her shoulder.
"I learned this from Miwako." Yumi dodged Kawamata's knife stab. "German suplex!" she suplex slammed Kawamata onto the ground. "There." she wrote down the charges. "Speeding, illegal passing, illegal crossing and entering a closed railway crossing."
"You're arresting us for that?" Kawamata echoed.
"That's just that for now." Yumi corrected. "Division One will show up soon. They'll put you through the wringer then."
"Genta, you're okay." Ayumi and Mitsuhiko sighed in relief as Conan and Fumio freed the over-sized boy.
"What's that?" Genta blinked.
"Those are whitebait eels." Conan replied.
"These are juvenile eels." Fumio supplied. "They'll eventually grow into regular eels."
"Why don't you let those two go?" Horikawa Shintaro requested, Matsuno Shunpei was holding Genta hostage.
"Division One is on its way." Yumi informed. "You won't be able to escape."
"Don't you care what happens to him?" Horikawa threatened, pulling out a filet knife and pointed it at Genta when suddenly, Conan's soccer ball flew towards him, knocking him off Genta, the reflected ball then taking out Matsuno.
"Nice shot." Fumio gawked.
"But why eels?" Yumi wondered. "Where are the diamonds?"
"Apparently, they're part of an organization that smuggles protected whitebait eels that are illegal to export overseas." Naeko explained as the smugglers were taken into custody.
"So, they weren't jewel thieves." Mitsuhiko noted.
"But didn't they say they'd clean up on diamonds?" Ayumi wondered.
"The number of whitebait eels have declined sharply recently." Fumio explained. "Since they're traded at such a high price, they're referred to as white diamonds. In other words, the diamonds they're referring to were these whitebait eels. So," he looked at the two patrol officers. "How are you two going to write up this report?"
SailorStar9: Any OOC-ness is regretted, by the way. *Sighs* Don't you just hate plot bunnies sometimes? Read and review.