Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends.

Chapter 1372 The Bomber's Call

Sera Mary remained silent for a long time.

Yu sighed, took a box out of her pocket, opened it, and found several capsules inside.

Sera Mary quickly looked up, her eyes fixed on the box.

Yuya took out one of the capsules and held it between her fingers: "This is the antidote you wanted."

Sera Mary opened her mouth, but hesitated when she thought of the side effects of the temporary antidote.

Yuu flicked her finger, and the capsule flew out. Sera Marie caught it and looked at the capsule lying quietly in her palm, her thoughts racing.

Should I eat it? But Yu also said that it would cause drug resistance, and if I ate too much, I might stay in my current state forever.

If I don't eat, what can I do in my current state? Hide in my hotel room all day? How long will it take to destroy the organization and avenge Wuwu?

Yu also said, "To show my sincerity and ensure our cooperation in the future, I can provide you with two antidotes free of charge in case of emergency."

Sera Mary looked up at Yuya: "What's free is the most expensive. Do you have any other requests?"

Yu smiled and shook his head: "I'm not the FBI, nor the police, and I don't belong to any force. In fact, there's no conflict between us. Cooperation without involving interests is the purest form of cooperation, because I only have one goal: to destroy the Black Organization."

"As long as we share the same fundamental goals, we can be comrades-in-arms."

The Black Organization is like a sword hanging over their heads, ready to fall at any moment. For Conan, the Miyano sisters, and other innocent people close to them, Yuya must destroy the Black Organization.

"Comrades-in-arms?" Sera Mary nodded slightly.

Yuya's words struck a chord with her.

If Yu were also an FBI, CIA, or Japanese police officer, she wouldn't trust the other party so easily.

Because he is just an ordinary high school detective—as everyone knows, in the world of Detective Conan, being a detective is a very magical profession.

It can be very ordinary, such as small detectives who take on small cases to earn a living, or famous detectives who cooperate with the police to solve various cases.

You belongs to the latter category.

Such detectives have a high reputation, and they can easily gain the trust of others simply by mentioning their names, especially famous detectives.

After observing Yuya for some time, Sera Mari has fully acknowledged his abilities.

Sera Mary's ability to gain a significant advantage over the organization through her own schemes, even with the assistance of others, is enough to make her valued.

Of course, she also saw Yuya's part of the cooperation with the FBI.

As Yuya said, his neutral stance makes him the most suitable partner? Because working with him eliminates the need to consider interests tied to opposing sides; one can simply focus on dealing with the organization.

When there is no profit involved, cooperation becomes purely transactional.

Sera Mary asked, "Then what reason do I have to believe that your stance against the organization is firm?"

Yuya smiled faintly, pointed with her thumb toward the bathroom behind her, and tilted her head: "That's my childhood friend, is that reason enough?"

"I think you've already guessed his identity and can deduce my reasons for targeting the organization."

Sera Mary paused for a moment, then relaxed her brows and smiled, saying, "You've convinced me." Sera Mary also smiled, "You've successfully convinced me."

Conan's existence involves too many people.

At that moment, Sera Masumi came over: "Kamiya, Conan is almost done washing up, I'll help him get his clothes."

Yu touched the clothes in his hand; they were already dry. He handed them over casually—he didn't ask questions like, "Didn't you get Conan some spare clothes?"

It's best if we all just keep it to ourselves.

Sera Masumi didn't say much, took the clothes and went home.

A short while later, Conan, dressed, arrived with Sera Masumi.

Sera Mary put down her tea and said, "You young people chat, I'm going back to my room." Then she turned and left.

Conan gave Sera Mary's retreating figure a deep look, then glanced at Yuya, who nodded imperceptibly.

Conan understood and looked at Sera Masumi: "Tell me about the code?"

Without saying a word, Sera Masumi turned on the hotel's computer and started working on it.

Yu couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get the code? Did you hack into the police system? If so, I'm going to call the police."

These words were obviously meant to scare her.

As a result, Sera Makoto believed her and hurriedly explained, "No, I didn't do anything wrong."

"I only heard the rumor that the coded message sent along with the bomb warning letter during the first hotel bombing was posted online as a prank by hotel staff and circulated online for a while."

"Then I hacked into that staff member's phone, investigated it carefully, and found the code."

As soon as he finished speaking, a code consisting of pseudonyms appeared on the screen.

Not a crime, but illegal, right? Yu rolled her eyes.

Sera Masumi added, "In addition, the notice said that if the code cannot be solved before 17 PM, the room indicated by the code will be blown up."

"Of course, if you intend to evacuate any of the guests or call the police, I will immediately press the detonation button."

"If you figure out the answer, send the room number to the email address I left."

"You only get one chance; if you answer incorrectly, you're out."

Yuya stroked his chin: "So, the warning letter and the code were ignored as a prank, and then the explosion actually happened."

Sera Masumi nodded in agreement.

Yuya and Conan simultaneously took out their phones and took pictures of the coded message.

Just as Yuya was about to say something, a man's angry roar came from outside the room.

"Hey, are you kidding me! Why is there this kind of code on the table in my newly checked-in room?!"

A code?! The three exchanged a glance and quickly opened the door.

In the hallway, a young man wearing glasses was scolding the cleaning lady: "Did you even clean room 2114 properly?! Call the cleaning lady who cleaned this room here!"

The cleaning lady, Moriko Ranta, said uneasily, "I was the one who cleaned this room, but I checked when I left and there was nothing like that on the table."

Lin Qituan said angrily, "What did you say? There's clearly a piece of paper on the table in the room right now!"

"I think the previous tenant just wanted to scare the next person, deliberately leaving this silly code in the room to imitate a bomber..."

Before Lin Qituan could finish speaking, the paper in his hand was snatched away.

He turned his head in surprise and saw a man, a woman, and a little boy, all looking closely at the coded paper.

"Hey? What are you guys doing?" Lin Qituan was furious.

Yuya and the other two looked at the contents of the paper, and their expressions changed simultaneously—the format of the code was exactly the same as the first code they had just seen, and it was undoubtedly a criminal notice left by the bomber.

His next target is this hotel?!