basically everything is going according to plan," he said then.

Both looked at him skeptically.

"Kudo-kun! He knows our identities and will tell the organization if you don't hand this guy over to him.", She spoke urgently.

Conan waved a disparaging hand.

"But he said we still had 6 hours, right? Enough time to find him and get through him to his boss."

Shiho couldn't believe how calm Kudo was looking at it all. She wanted to say something, but Conan had already started calling again and the girl couldn't believe her ears when he suddenly calmly ordered a pizza for her eyes.

"Leave that to me, I'll take care of it." He was about to leave the house again.

This time Shiho held him back tighter. She didn't say anything, she just held the sleeve of his T-shirt. Conan put on a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, you can rely on me. Besides, there is a reason why they can't harm me," he replied.

Shiho looked at him in surprise.

"Well ... I'm still too young to die after all," he joked and then left the two of them alone.

Outside he stared again at his cell phone, which escaped the curious glances of a silent observer. Subaru Okiya stood behind the window on the first floor and looked down at the street. A cell phone in his ear, he waited impatiently for the person to answer.

"Yes, it's me. Our little friend seems very upset about something. Should I follow him?" He wanted to know.

His interlocutor seemed to be against it, which was reflected in Okiya's expression.

"Sure? He could lead us to Akai," he objected.

But the decision of the other seemed to be debatable.

So he hung up and watched the boy disappear in the direction of the subway. Then he went back to the table and picked up the half-empty false bourbon that was on it.

"Hm. Half-empty ... or half-full?" He muttered stoically and poured himself some.
Beika - shopping district
Conan had meanwhile covered four stops on the subway and was opposite the train station in an underground car park that was under a well-known shopping center.

He constantly checked his watch and let his gaze wander. He waited for a car to approach, but it did not materialize. The person he was waiting for was already here. He realized that at the latest when a shadow formed over him. With a jerk, the detective turned and stared at the person who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The man looked down at Conan casually and with his hands in his pockets.

"Your call probably means ... that the time has finally come?", Shuichi Akai asked the shrunken detective interested.Part 4

convergence
Tokyo - Parliament Building

5 hours and 40 minutes until the ultimatum expires
"You look lost in thought, father."

A twitch on the part of the veteran policeman. Chief Police Officer Hakuba abandoned his breathtaking view and turned to his son.

"You're early," he replied, stroking his suit.

Saguru Hakuba did the same and stared out the window.

"It's graceful, isn't it? It's one of the tallest buildings in Tokyo," he said.

His father started laughing.

"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten our dinner. Your mother would murder me and if that happens, who is supposed to take care of the really bad boys?", He whispered and straightened his desk.

Saguru nodded briefly.

"Yes, I have heard of your resounding success, a gang of gunmen?" He asked. The Police Council confirmed it to him and scanned a few places in his diary.

"But it is seldom that you visit us. Just say you don't like it in London anymore. Or is it ... no, just don't say that it is that criminal again for whom you have developed such a great obsession."

Saguru sighed and buried his hands in his pants pockets.

"If you allude to this bold, white thief, I can assure you that it is in no way an obsession, but possibly a life's work," he corrected him.

The chief police officer wondered if he should note that these things were no different, but then failed to do so.

"Father and son both fight crime. Each in his own way," rang out a voice that should end the father-son conversation.

Saguru looked at the door and a smartly dressed man entered the office and strutted towards the two of them. His suit was immaculate and his hairstyle was beyond reproach.

"Oh Saguru, do you already know State Secretary Kagami Raitou-san?" He introduced him to his son.

Hakuba junior said no and shook hands with Kagami.

"Please don't bog down my father too much, will you? My mother and I need him for a while," he tried to sound as charming as possible.

Kagami nodded and wanted to go through some details with his supervisor until he refused.

"Not today. It's only for the press anyway, isn't it? So there is time. After all, I want to have a nice evening with my family," he said.

Kagami hesitated, but then accepted the senior official's request.

"Saguru, give me another 15 minutes, after that I'm all yours.", He assured me, but his son just kept staring out the window.

"There's a storm coming up ...", it escaped him, apparently unconsciously.

Kagami and Hakuba senior just looked outside in surprise. The sky was clear, hardly a cloud forced its way on them.So what was he talking about?
Highway - direction Tokyo city center

5 hours and 30 minutes until the ultimatum expires
"That ... is a Chevrolet Spark, isn't it?" Conan dared to ask.

The driver's side FBI agent nodded sadly.

"Yes. That day ... part of me died too," he replied with a melancholy historical expression.

"Hey hey ..."

Conan eyed the man, was he serious? Had that old car meant so much to him? He looked at the clock. 5 hours and 40 minutes until Bourbon's ultimatum expired.

"I guess it didn't work," Akai muttered and Conan nodded, knowing that he was implying his fake death.

"Well, some in the organization believed it, even your colleagues from the FBI," he objected.

Akai could only agree with him.

"At least up to ... yes, up to my doppelganger.", He managed to bring himself to smile despite the tense situation. He noticed how the boy fell into his usual stupor and thought hard.

"It ... could be wormwood," he suggested.

Akai just nodded.

"Yes, it could be an attempt to find out what the FBI really knows. That, or ..." he said, but then broke off.

"Or?" Conan hooked, but Akai shook his head. He didn't seem to want to discuss the subject any further. But it made sense. The FBI assumed Shuichi Akai was killed at Raiha Pass. If a second Akai turned up, wounded and scarred by what appeared to be an explosion, the FBI was in danger.

"You should let your colleagues know about this," Conan warned.

Akai continued to focus on the road ahead.

"When we're done with this," he insisted.

Conan accepted his decision.

"What can you tell me about bourbon?" He asked.

Now he saw a serious emotion on the agent's face. Did he hit a sore spot?

"Not much to be honest. He's very secretive, I've never seen his face before. But he's dangerous indeed, I can assure you. He's the strategist of the organization and outlines most of the procedures for them Agents. Before a crime is committed, 'he' personally demands that Bourbon approve everything. It is fair to say that he is a genius. And ... "

"And?" Conan asked.

Akai cleared his throat.

"Jodie calls you Holmes sometimes, right? I refrain from doing that, because in my opinion there can only be one," he explained.

Conan couldn't follow him for a moment. Then he remembered Rena's description of the man.

"He's a Holmes fan. In that case you both really agree.", Akai finally said.

Conan wanted to say something, but then the car stopped.

"We're here," Akai informed him and switched off the engine.

Conan looked across the street and saw the tall, sprawling Parliament building."And the information is really correct?" He wanted to know.

Akai nodded, there didn't seem to be any doubt about it.

"Rena informed me of this herself after telling my colleagues about it."

Conan bowed his head.

"Then I assume the FBI has already cordoned everything off here," he muttered.

Akai's expression spoke volumes.

"James found it too dangerous to send agents around here. Mizunashi Rena's cover would be seriously in danger. That's why I'm probably the only one he can do without.", He said apologetically.

But Conan had to agree with him. It was important to protect the Chief Police Officer, but if this happened too conspicuously, other people would also be in danger. The little detective got out of the car and took a few steps forward. He stopped when he heard Shuichi Akai hovering in his new Chevrolet.

"Are you ... not coming?" He wanted to know.

The agent shook his head.

"The organization is certainly observing the building, it could have a negative impact on us if their nemesis, whom they believed to be dead, suddenly appears in front of them, don't you think?" Akai said what he thought of the idea. Conan finally agreed and moved on until another important question occurred to him.

"One more thing. You know ... about Subaru Okiya, don't you?" He said again to the FBI agent. This nodded weakly and that seemed to be enough for Conan.

A few minutes later he was standing in front of the entrance to the parliament building. He wanted to go inside, but that would have made little sense. The two guards were the first thing that caught his eye. You wouldn't let him inside easily unless ...

It didn't take long for the detective to come up with a strategy. A stressed man in his forties kept losing his records because he was just too overloaded. Conan gave him a hand and offered to carry some of his things for him. The office worker was visibly grateful and gave Conan access to the secure area. They both got on the elevator and Conan thought deeply. All he had to do was warn the chief police