"Mr. James was kidnapped?" Officer Takagi was surprised, then a little confused, "Who is that?"
"..." Sonoko Suzuki took a photo of the flyer in front of him, "Have you forgotten? Look at the face in the photo and remember it well!"
"???" Officer Takagi was even more confused after hearing this. He took the flyer and looked down. At first sight, he saw the gorgeous bold characters - Randy Hawke.
"Randy Hawke? Isn't this the director of the circus? I saw him when I was doing the dating guide...ahem!"
Suddenly realizing that he had let something slip, Officer Takagi quickly changed his words and brought the topic to the right track: "He shouldn't have been kidnapped. I just passed by the shop next door and I saw that he was on a program. That program was broadcast live..."
Jiang Xia interrupted: "It was not him who was kidnapped, but a foreign gentleman who looked very similar to him."
Officer Sato happened to come over after finishing his work. She lowered her head to look at the photo and was stunned on the spot: "The person who looks very similar to him...could it be that James?"
An FBI leader was actually kidnapped?
Officer Sato scratched his head and felt a little psychedelic: "Is there any misunderstanding..." For example, James' subordinates came to him for something, and then those men who looked like ferocious agents were recognized by high school students as kidnappers?
Next to it, Maya Hashimoto captured another important point.
"Randy Hawke is on a live show?" He touched his chin and used this action to cover the corners of his raised mouth: If the kidnappers saw this show and found out that what they were kidnapping was a fake... wouldn't they kill him?
…
The insidious prayers of members of the organization came true.
A speeding fake police car.
The kidnapper casually turned on the radio in the car, and a synchronized program came out from the loudspeaker. Randy Hawke, with a strong Western accent, was talking into the microphone under the guidance of the host: "Please support Paul a lot."
And Annie’s show!”
"???"
The three kidnappers were stunned and waited until the show was over before the driver suddenly came to his senses: "Why can Randy Hawke talk on the live show? Isn't he in our car? Who is this on the radio?!"
Another kidnapper pushed up his glasses: "The radio station can't be fake. If Randy Hawke disappears, they will be happy before it's too late. They will definitely switch the original talk show to a case report immediately, which means..."
The three of them all looked at James in the back seat.
——They actually tied up a fake?!
Facing the gazes of the three people, James was speechless: "I told you that you recognized the wrong person..."
The driver's expression changed back and forth, and finally settled into a sinister expression. He stared at the hostage fiercely in the rearview mirror: "What should I do? This old guy has seen our faces."
James: "...Huh?" Wait, does this sound a little wrong?
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a swish sound, and a pistol was raised and pressed against his forehead.
The kidnapper next to him said fiercely: "What else can we do? Of course we send him on his way!"
James: "?!"
What's worse, he had just been surrounded by a group of reporters, and his mind was full of how to prove that he was not Randy Hawke. At this time, the situation suddenly changed, and he didn't even react. He completely forgot to consider silence.
Feeling the cold pistol on his head, James wanted to immediately draw out his gun and confront him - usually the FBI would point their guns at others, but at this moment, he was actually pointed at by a gangster.
...But unfortunately, he didn't bring a gun with him when he went out this time.
The empty pockets made James once again feel the sinister intentions and terrifying plans of a certain guy. However, it was too late by now. Looking at the naked murderous intent in the kidnapper's eyes, he was sweating like raindrops.
Fortunately, at this time, the tall and thin kidnapper on the other side sighed: "Okay, put the gun down first."
The square-faced kidnapper said anxiously: "If this guy doesn't die, the three of us will be wanted!"
The tall and thin kidnapper: "Idiot, do you want to carry a bloody corpse around? According to the original plan, wait until he reaches the Gunma Mountains before sending him on the road.
"Once this guy is dealt with, we can go back to find Randy Hawke - just relax and treat today's incident as a rehearsal."
They had no intention of letting the hostages return alive, so they had chosen a cemetery for Randy Hawke early. But now... two people might have to be buried in that land.
James, soaked in murderous intent: "..."
Akai, Akai, where are you? - Suspend the arrest of Maya Hashimoto, come and save me first!!
"By the way, there's also Jiang Xia. I don't know if he picked up the little lion."
James thought of the backup plan he had left in his desperation and prayed in his heart: "This famous detective has been fighting Uzo for so long. This time he will definitely be able to see through the insidious tricks of the organization's cadres and save innocent foreigners from the clutches of the kidnappers."
Come and be rescued...yes, if you believe in him, he will definitely be able to do it!"
…
The FBI's prayers failed to reach the ears of the high school detective.
On the street near the circus, Jiang Xia looked at the keychain and slowly speculated.
"The parts painted black with blood are connected to 'P&A'." Jiang Xia pointed to the strip of cloth connected to the Q version of the little lion:
"If this keychain is really thrown there by Mr. James, then he may want to use it to convey some information so that we can rescue him more conveniently."
Officer Sato nodded. She knew in her heart that the kidnapped old man was not a helpless foreigner, but a professionally trained agent... I wonder if he was illegally holding a gun this time.
If they did, they wouldn't stage a shootout in the downtown area.
This made her a little worried, but when she thought about it carefully, no one witnessed James being kidnapped. It seemed that just relying on a keychain and James letting others go did not allow a large number of police to dispatch a search.
"I'll have this thing sent for testing to see if it's human blood. If it is, maybe we can investigate and file a case, and call in more people to help."
Officer Sato handed the keychain to the nearby police officer while trying to figure out what the old man was talking about: "P and A... could they be models with these two letters?"
Suzuki Sonoko: "Maybe it's referring to a certain parking lot?"
Next to him, Conan quietly pressed the knob on his glasses.
Not long after, a signal point began to appear on his lens.
Conan: "..." I almost forgot. He had a rare opportunity just now. He couldn't help but put a bug with a location on James's trousers.
——In normal times, he would not dare to be so arrogant. But just now, James had just walked out of a large group of reporters. In this case, even if he found the bug on his body, he probably wouldn't think much about it.
