Conan's POV
Something must have chased ran..
Wait...silver hair..
Gin...
Gin has silver hair!!
No.. It can't be...No please Ran!
I keep on searching until I find Ran's phone. I check on it.
Blood.
I put it in a plastic bag and keeps it in my bag.
Ran please hold on...
More blood. On the wall. On the ground.
I run and the blood leads me to a door.
I open the door and run in. Hiding behind some boxes.
A feminist voice Was heard...
"Where is the girl?"
"She's in the van. She seems to have passed out." A male voice said.
"She really gave you a kick. You started to bleed." Another..darker Male voice said.
"Defeated by a girl? Geez."
The feminist voice said.
Ran..she must be in a van outside..! Carefully I walk to an exit. Until...
BOOM
No ones POV
Conan got hit on the arm by a bullet.
Silver bullet.
Conan tried his best to stay quiet.
"I know someone is there."
The feminist voice was closer to Conan.
"M-Martini what are you doing?" A male voice said.
Martini. This Feminist is from the organization.
Conan ran out the door and went to a black van that had its door open.
Ran was there.
"Ran..!" Conan ran to Ran and called to Jodie. Yes the FBI.
"Hello?" Jodie answered With her american accent.
"Jodie..! I need help.. The organization is in a factory called...hold on...Shiro's toys...? "
Conan said with a low voice , trying to untie the rope wrapped around Ran.
"alright we will be there soon!"
The call hung up and cars surrounded the building.
Jodie ran in but the organization were gone. Ran was safe and awoke after a few hours.
They returned home but as for tomorrow. They have some questioning to do...
But...
Who is
Martini...
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