Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends.

Chapter 1281 No nuclear bombs, but plenty of explosives

At that moment, Conan suddenly spoke up: "Amuro, if missiles won't work, can you get your hands on explosives?"

Amuro Tooru paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course. You don't intend to blow up the return capsule with explosives, do you?"

Yuya instantly understood Conan's intention.

Conan shook his head slightly: "No, not to destroy it, but to change its trajectory and make it fall into the Pacific Ocean."

Amuro Tooru understood, and couldn't help but marvel at Conan's idea.

The re-entry capsule is made of ultra-high strength heat-resistant materials to withstand atmospheric friction, making it difficult to be completely destroyed by explosives or even ordinary missiles.

However, changing the trajectory is a different story. As long as the explosives are detonated very close to the reentry capsule, the shockwave will be enough to alter its flight path.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "This is truly an incredible idea! I'm becoming more and more curious about you."

"So, are you interested in becoming a police officer in the future?"

While recruiting Conan, he took out his phone to contact Yuya Kazami and relayed the instructions.

Conan was taken aback, but then Asahi raised his eyebrows smugly—how about that, bro? You're awesome, aren't you? Even the head of the Public Security Bureau's secret organization is trying to poach your talent.

Yuuya, who was on the phone with Shiho Miyano, secretly rolled his eyes. You're not satisfied with recruiting me, you've got your eye on Conan now, huh? But Amuro Tooru's judgment is indeed quite good.

He couldn't help but interject, "Mr. Amuro, do you even spare children?"

Conan's expression is strange. Please don't use such misleading language!

Amuro Tooru didn't have many other thoughts. Hearing Yuya's words, he said somewhat strangely, "I can sense that Conan will be very outstanding in the future. Is there anything wrong with me looking for a talent for the Public Security Bureau in advance?"

Conan gave an awkward laugh and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Amuro, I have no intention of becoming a police officer. I prefer to be a detective."

"Although we have different professions, detectives can also fight for justice, can't they?"

Amuro Tooru gave Conan a deep look, then glanced at Yuya—this was the second time he had been rejected.

And it's no wonder he's Yuya's tagalong; Conan's reasoning was exactly the same as his.

Oh well, there's always another chance.

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On the other side, the police department.

After receiving orders from Amuro Tooru, Kazami Yuya was dispatched immediately, and his men quickly brought him a bomb.

"This is the most powerful explosive device among those confiscated by the police forensic personnel."

Kazami Yuya confirmed, "Won't we be traced back to them?"

The subordinate replied, "The time for it to be scrapped is coming soon. We can just modify the records and leave no trace."

Kazami Yuya nodded in relief—he had to deal with the illegal work he had done himself; taking explosives without permission would be the lightest punishment if he was caught, even if he was dismissed.

He said into the phone, "'The package' is ready and can be 'shipped'."

"No problem, I will send the orbital prediction data to your email."

Kamiya family.

Curaçao glanced back at Shiho Miyano, who gave her an OK sign, indicating that the information had been received.

Curaçao put down the landline receiver, clapped his hands, and shouted to the children, "Everyone, get ready to go!"

"Oh!" Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta responded excitedly, operating the remote control in their hands.

The drone took off with a buzzing sound, its mechanical claw firmly gripping the explosives as it flew rapidly into the sky.

Kazami Yuya watched the drone fly away and couldn't help but look down at his phone—that voice just now sounded somewhat familiar, and the back of his head was also throbbing slightly. Was it just his imagination?

Conan proposed using explosives to change the trajectory of the return capsule. How could this be done?

The proper procedure would be to launch a small missile, but there's clearly no time to go through the proper paperwork.

But isn't there a ready-made solution? It's to use drones built by PhDs.

This drone uses new materials and a new power system, and can fly to an altitude of 10,000 meters. Just deliver the explosives to the vicinity of the return capsule, and then—bang!

Although the three kids are young, they can still operate the drone in a variety of amazing ways when they work together.

The footage of the explosion at the summit venue was filmed by drones controlled by them.

The task of transporting the explosives naturally fell to them. However, the truth could not be told to them. They were simply told that Yuya was to transport a 'package' and, along the way, film the return capsule's flight.

The three little devils were naturally very happy to agree.

Shiho Miyano stared intently at the computer screen, her hands flying across the keyboard. Her expression was tense, and she kept muttering to herself—

"I'm a medical scientist, you know. It would be fine if you asked me to make drugs to resist nuclear radiation, but instead you're asking me to calculate the best place to detonate it... Seriously, when did Yuya become so bossy!"

"I'll definitely teach him a lesson tonight! Ordering me around like this will come at a price!"

Curaçao's ears twitched, and she looked at Shiho Miyano with surprise and uncertainty—wait, what did she just hear?

She automatically ignored the last sentence and focused on the first one—nuclear radiation?

As expected of a scientist in the organization who researches drugs, his ideas are always crazy and different from ordinary people. Would an ordinary person think of nuclear radiation so easily?

Curaçao shook her head, banishing the somewhat frightening thoughts from her mind, and looked tenderly at the three little devils—Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta. This country depends on you to protect it.

She was suddenly stunned—without realizing it, her thoughts had begun to become "righteous" after leaving the organization.

In the past, she might have gloated and cheered as the return capsule crashed into the Metropolitan Police Department building.

Curaçao was wrong. Her memories were simply altered by Rum, which is why she did those illegal things for the Black Organization.

But in reality, she is a gentle person; otherwise, she wouldn't have risked her life to save Genta despite her amnesia.

It was because they saw this that Yuya and Shiho Miyano accepted her to live with them.

The three little devils worked together to control the drone's flight.

Yuya and Conan heard the three little devils whispering in their ears and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Looking at the screen on the remote control, Ayumi couldn't help but say, "The image is a bit shaky. How can we film the return capsule's flight like this?"

Mitsuhiko said, "Could it be that the goods being transported are too heavy?"

Yuan Tai shouted, "Let's just throw it all away!"

Curaçao was startled. You can't just throw that thing! What if it hits a pedestrian and explodes... Even if it doesn't hit a pedestrian, it's still bad if it blows up the flowers and plants!

She quickly stopped her: "No! That's a very important 'package,' we can't just throw it away!"

The three little devils all exclaimed "Hey!" at the same time.

Ayumi said, "Since Harumi-neechan says so..."

Mitsuhiko: "Well, there's nothing we can do about that then!"

Yuan Tai: "Don't worry, we'll definitely deliver the goods safely!"

Curaçao breathed a sigh of relief, realizing for the first time that the child's thoughts were somewhat unconventional.