"Eh? Bacteria?"
Upon hearing Fang Zheng’s words, everyone was shocked. They never expected that the lethal bacteria that were stolen would be spread on the Flying Ship...
"That’s right, so to be safe... Ran, Sonoko, you two should take the little ones back to the room for self-isolation, as for Uncle Maori..."
Fang Zheng glanced at Kogoro Mouri, who was snoring loudly.
"Forget it, just let him sleep."
"..."
At this moment, everyone felt extremely uneasy, but just then, a reporter who was with them suddenly clutched his throat in agony.
"Ugh... Uwa!! Help, help!!"
Hearing the reporter’s cries of distress, everyone quickly turned and witnessed a horrifying scene—the reporter was covered in rashes all over his body and face, his complexion pale, eyes wide open, as he reached out towards others.
"Please, save me, save me..."
Seeing the reporter painfully begging for help, everyone instinctively backed away. After all, they had just learned about the lethal bacteria, and the symptoms on this man were almost identical to bacterial infection!
"Help me!!"
At this moment, the reporter was in a panic too, rushing toward everyone, directly reaching for Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng sidestepped his grasp, then struck the man’s neck with his hand, causing him to faint immediately. Fang Zheng crouched down, felt the man’s pulse, and then... took out handcuffs from his pocket, and "clack" handcuffed him.
"Eh?"
Seeing Fang Zheng’s strange actions, everyone present was taken aback.
"Mr. Fang Zheng, what are you doing?"
Ran also stepped forward at this moment, asking in confusion, while Fang Zheng chuckled.
"Nothing, just a precaution, actually..."
"Don’t move!"
However, before Fang Zheng finished speaking, a person dressed like an anti-terrorist Soldier, wearing a bulletproof vest and holding a submachine gun, burst in and aimed at everyone. Almost simultaneously, Fang Zheng reached into his bosom, pulled out a gun, and aimed at the guy in black.
"Drop your weapon!"
At this time, another man without a mask came in, smugly holding a gun, looking towards Jirokichi.
"How about it? Did you find the Ampoule?"
"So you’re the Red something cat with a lacking IQ?"
Hearing the question, Fang Zheng snorted coldly and then moved his gun to aim at him.
"I advise you to surrender and drop your weapon early, otherwise, bullets don’t have eyes."
"Hmph."
Facing Fang Zheng’s words, the man sneered, raising his gun to aim at Fang Zheng.
"We have placed bombs on this ship; as long as you listen obediently, we won’t detonate them..."
However, before the man finished speaking, Fang Zheng raised his free hand and pressed a button.
"———————!!"
With a piercing noise, everything returned to silence.
"You want to detonate the Flying Ship? Impossible, we’ve installed strong jamming equipment on this ship way earlier... well, although it wasn’t prepared for you."
Fang Zheng chuckled, throwing the remote in his hand to the ground. Considering Kidd’s history of explosions, he specifically installed powerful jamming equipment at critical locations on the Flying Ship, making all detonation signals ineffective once activated—unexpectedly, it came in handy here.
As long as it works, that’s enough.
"You...!"
Hearing Fang Zheng’s words, the man’s expression changed slightly. He immediately reached into his pocket, took out a remote, glanced at the dim signal light, and his face changed drastically.
"You...!"
"So don’t casually imitate others in becoming a thief. Okay, obediently drop your weapon and surrender, and I can at least leave you in one piece."
"Hmph, do you think it’s over just like this?"
Facing Fang Zheng’s mocking, the man’s expression changed several times, finally gritting his teeth, and took out an Ampoule from his bosom.
"This contains the lethal bacteria! I advise you to lower your weapon and surrender, otherwise the entire cabin will be filled with deadly bacteria, not just the smoking room! None of you will escape!"
"Eek—————!!"
Hearing the man’s threat, everyone else was frozen in place, not daring to make a move, while Fang Zheng...
"Hahahaha, hahahaha... Truly at elementary level, probably didn’t even finish high school."
Fang Zheng was nearly laughing mad.
"What are you laughing at!?"
Seeing Fang Zheng laughing uncontrollably, as if hearing a joke, the man yelled in anger. Only then did Fang Zheng stop laughing, looking at him with a strange smile.
"Listen up, I need to give you a science lesson—assuming the thing in your hand was indeed stolen from the National Microbiology Research Institute, then we would all be infected by now, without exception."
"Eh?!"
Fang Zheng’s words were like a sudden thunder, shocking everyone into a stupor, while Jirokichi also looked dumbfoundedly at Fang Zheng.
"B-but didn’t they say the bacteria was only released in the smoking room?"
"Because of the central air conditioning, Mr. Jirokichi."
Fang Zheng shrugged helplessly.
"Even though on TV they say these bacteria are spread through droplets, that’s only when infecting the human body. The actual bacteria itself is a highly purified sample, and the air circulation in the smoking room also relies on central air conditioning. So, if they really released that bacterium in the smoking room, everyone on this Flying Ship would already be infected."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng cheerfully looked at the man again.
"So to me, this guy’s behavior is like someone holding gasoline on a burning ship and shouting for you not to come any closer, or else he’ll set it on fire. Ridiculously absurd. Besides..."
Fang Zheng’s gun remained steadily aimed at the man.
"I’m curious... the Americans dare claim a jar of laundry powder is a weapon of mass destruction, what’s this green stuff in your hand, Wind Essence Oil?"
"Ugh..."
Hearing Fang Zheng’s taunt, the man’s face immediately contorted, staring malevolently at Fang Zheng, unsure what to do. He originally thought as long as he took out this "lethal bacteria," everyone would obediently comply, but unexpectedly Fang Zheng wouldn’t play by the rules, leaving the man at a loss.
Just then, not far behind Fang Zheng, a female waitress slowly reached into her clothes pocket, then suddenly raised her hand toward Fang Zheng!
"Bang!!"
However, with the sound of a gunshot ringing out again, the waitress screamed as she fell to the ground, her firearm blasted to pieces.
"Come on, Mr. Jirokichi, I have to say, you should at least do a better job of vetting your employees."
Fang Zheng kept one gun aimed at the man in front of him, while another gun, which he somehow had in hand, pointed at the waitress behind him, and he still found time to speak to Jirokichi beside him.
"Look at your ship; it’s almost riddled like a sieve by these people. It’s true what they say, ’A thousand defenses are useless against an inside job.’ No matter how good the equipment is, if it’s controlled by a bunch of insiders, it’s all for nothing."
"Ah... haha, sorry..."
At this moment, Jirokichi was also feeling very awkward, unsure what to say. Just then, he noticed the host and cameraman sitting not far behind him, who were originally supposed to interview him, exchanged a glance. They suddenly jumped up, lunging at Jirokichi, simultaneously pulling out guns from their coats!
"Bang! Bang!"
The sound of gunfire once again shocked everyone. They looked at the host and cameraman lying on the ground clutching their hands, then followed the direction of the noise. Mira was standing by the window, holding a smoking gun in each hand, looking at everyone smugly.
"I really didn’t expect there would be a mole, hey, don’t forget about me!"
"Miss Mira?!"
Seeing Mira proudly holding the guns, Ran and Sonoko were stunned. They didn’t expect this Princess— oh, no, Her Majesty would have such skills.
In fact, Fang Zheng only discovered the abilities of this Princess after getting involved with Mira. She liked playing video games, but later felt it was not thrilling enough, so she moved onto real guns. Her shooting skills were top-notch. To put it in perspective, she would outdraw and outshoot the fastest gunslingers in Western movies if she were in the setting of a Western film.
Ran seems to have maxed out her close combat skills, while Mira seems to have maxed out her long-range attack skills...
Fang Zheng knew there had to be a mole when he saw the ampoule under the smoking room, so he had Mira hide on the side to be ready to act at any time. Now it seems his judgment was correct.
"Alright, do you choose to surrender now? Or face death?"
Fang Zheng only glanced at the fallen reporters and photographers before drawing his gaze back to the man in front of him. At the same time, Mira also raised her two guns aiming at him— the cameraman and reporter she shot earlier were immediately subdued by Jirokichi’s bodyguards, eliminating any remaining threat.
"Damn it!!"
The saying "two fists can’t fight against four hands" holds true, especially when facing two gunmen with freakishly fast shooting speeds. The man hesitated before angrily tossing his gun onto the ground.
Things shouldn’t be like this!
In their ideal scenario, they could have used the "lethal potion" to control everyone on the Flying Ship and smoothly carry out their plans. But how did it end up in this sorry state right at the beginning?
"Get your people to gather here!"
"............"
Despite feeling very frustrated, now... he could only admit defeat.
"Who on earth are you?"
Compliantly disarmed, he handed the Wind Essence Oil to Fang Zheng and stared at him, asking. Facing the inquiry, Fang Zheng simply took the Wind Essence Oil and smiled slightly.
"I’m Bond, James Bond."
Soon, six fully armed Soldiers were detained by Fang Zheng. According to the leading man’s statement, they were merely hired mercenaries. The ones who hired them were actually the fallen reporters, photographers, and hosts. They weren’t members of the Red Siamese Cat; they were just using that name for cover. In fact, pretending to rob lethal bacteria was just part of their theft plan— but surprise, they got caught as soon as they arrived.
For them, this was truly pathetic.
The other members of the theft gang confessed their criminal plan almost immediately. Upon learning this, Fang Zheng called Officer Megure to capture the remaining criminals on the ground.
Officer Megure was both surprised and delighted, hastily called the Osaka Police Headquarters for cooperation, and the two sides naturally worked together for arrests... As long as they caught the people, then there would be no problem.
Regarding the bomb, Fang Zheng sent Conan to defuse it. After all, he learned it in Hawaii, a veteran.
When Fang Zheng finished interrogating the criminals and returned to the restaurant for a meal, others also gathered around.
"Mr. Fang Zheng, how did you know that bottle of bacteria was fake?"
Ran quickly asked. This question had been on their minds for quite some time, and Sonoko nodded as well.
"Yes, yes, and when the reporter got sick, it really scared us badly. But you captured him immediately... Did you realize he was pretending even then?"
"Of course."
Fang Zheng nodded.
"Although he seemed very pained, any medical school graduate or even drop-out could feel his pulse and discover the guy’s body temperature was normal, heartbeat stable, without any symptoms, clearly faking it."
Having said that, Fang Zheng glanced at Jirokichi again.
"If there was a dedicated doctor on this Flying Ship, he could easily uncover his stupid trick."
"Ah haha ha ha..."
Jirokichi could only scratch his head and smile wryly, without a word.
"But didn’t the person have a rash? And another waiter had it too..."
"Presumably some kind of irritating liquid caused it. Internal rash and external rash look different. Seeing that guy covered his body and face in rashes, likely he encountered some irritating liquid or the like."
"So, that’s how it is."
Hearing this, Sonoko was enlightened but then displayed a sullen expression.
"Now with things like this, I guess Master Kidd won’t come."
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Hearing Sonoko’s words, Fang Zheng chuckled, glancing meaningfully at the hallway not far away.
Even without this incident, Kidd probably wouldn’t dare come.
After this, everything went smoothly.
When the Flying Ship reached Osaka, it was nighttime. Standing on the observation deck, looking at the city’s bright lights, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but yawn. At that moment, there was a "ding" as the elevator door behind him opened and Mira came out.
"Today really was exhausting."
"Yeah, but now we can finally rest for a bit. Hopefully, there won’t be any more trouble in Osaka."
Fang Zheng also stretched, watching Mira walk beside him, gazing at the moonlight. Seeing her silhouette under the moonlight, Fang Zheng felt his heart stir. He reached out and wrapped his arm around Mira’s waist, pulling her into his embrace.
"Eh? What...?"
Mira seemed startled, instinctively turning her head to look at Fang Zheng, who smiled at her.
"You did a great job today, let me give you a reward."
"Eh? Wait, no..."
Seeing Fang Zheng’s face approaching, Mira seemed to blush. She struggled slightly to escape, but then Fang Zheng lowered his head and kissed Mira’s lips.
"Mmm...!"
Feeling Fang Zheng’s kiss, Mira shuddered slightly and then softly leaned against him. Through the fullness pressing against his chest, Fang Zheng could even feel her body temperature. He reached out his tongue, pried open her teeth, and delved in, but... to his surprise, Mira didn’t respond as she usually did. Instead, she seemed to be struggling, and the sensation of their tongues intertwining felt different...
Fang Zheng raised his head, looking at the blushing girl in front of him.
"You mean you are... Ran?"
"..............."
Upon hearing Fang Zheng’s question, Ran blushingly nodded and then lowered her head.
"..............."
For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.
What to do about this?
Looking at Ran, whose face was flushed and silent, Fang Zheng was also dumbstruck.
Perhaps... let’s pretend it didn’t happen?

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