Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Taking the elevator down, after reaching the bottom, the four of them stood in the elevator and looked outside, discovering that it was a pure cement parking lot enclosed on all sides.

"This shouldn't be MI6, right?"

Shinichi inexplicably remembered the secret door in the hotel room, and slapped his forehead helplessly: "You guys really look alike."

"There must be a mechanism for something like a secret door." Belmod walked around the parking lot, holding his chin again and thinking.

"But the cement here..." Yuji kept tapping on the wall, then looked up at the ceiling: "It's all poured in one piece. How should we find the secret door?"

If it's a wooden or brick wall, you might be able to tell if there's a secret door behind it by tapping on it, but cement doesn't work.

"Judging by the location, the Thames is on the left and the London Underground is in front."

Toru Amuro took out a square instrument from his pocket and stuck it on two walls. Looking at the constantly jumping pictures above, Toru Amuro pulled out the instrument and turned to face the wall on the right.

"This device sends sound waves through the wall and then sends the image back."

Clamping the instrument on the wall and moving forward along the wall, Toru Amuro stopped when scanning the fire pole and scanned the left and right sides of the fire pole.

"Yes, the secret door is right here."

After receiving the small black box thrown by Belmode, Bourbon opened the adhesive cover at the back and patted it beside the fire pole. Then he pressed the red button on the box and quickly ran back to Yuer and the others.

With the sound of "Bang!", along with the explosion, a large hole in the wall was also revealed. The four people turned on their flashlights and shined light into it. With good eyesight, they could already see the deepest track.

"Didn't you say that the subway is in front of you? Was it the wrong bomb?"

Yuji put his head in, walked a few steps and jumped to the platform beside the track, and found that there was a blocked wall on the right.

"Is there something wrong with the people who designed this base? As for being so crooked, aren't their own people tired of running back and forth?"

"The walls in this place are very similar to those on the ground floor of the hotel."

Shinichi held on to the brick wall beside the platform and discovered that the cement was actually only five fingers thick.

"The tracks were littered with iron filings and they were still fresh."

Squatting beside the railway track, Toru Amuro touched some iron powder on the track. After rubbing it back and forth, he looked up at the railway track extending into the darkness and judged that someone had used this track not long ago.

In other words, there should have been a power trolley that used rails here, but it was just because someone used it, so...

"Are we going to run over there?" Yuji asked reluctantly: "They're all using tracks, so that means the distance shouldn't be close. It's probably going to be tiring to run over there."

"At this point, there is nothing we can do."

Picking up the bag containing the bomb from the ground, Toru Amuro watched the three of Belmode jump off the platform together: "Let's go!"

………

"Just a regular wooden door at the end of the track?"

Panting heavily, Yumura Tadabin climbed down from the rail car. The muscles in his legs were sore and sweat dripped down his face to the ground.

"No, I'm going to die."

"You're really worthless. You're so young, but you're not as good as an old man like me."

Mr. English also walked out of the car. He was also panting, but not as embarrassed as Tadahina Murura. He watched Yukiko Kudo jump out of the car with her husband, nodded slightly, and walked to the wooden door.

After a brief rest, the genius dad also came over and watched English put his hand on the wooden door handle and turn it gently, holding his breath.

"This is...MI6!"

There is nothing special about science fiction. There is a hall behind the wooden door, with a passage on the left and right, and there seem to be various rooms on the side of the passage.

"This is the second floor. You can go down to the first floor, the next floor and the second floor through the elevator at the end on the right." Kudo Yusaku walked at the back and closed the wooden door.

"Teacher, there is no one here."

"Ah. These guys really treat me as a useless old man."

[Did the people on the second floor go out specifically so that I could see the information? But the first floor and the underground should still be there...]

Mr. English paused, walked towards the passage on the right, opened the third door on the right, and looked at a computer placed inside and the three cabinets next to the computer.

"The computers here are completely independent from the outside world, and decades of data are stored in them."

The old man pulled open the leather seat in front of the computer, looked at the locked computer, and frowned.

"I actually...locked up my computer!"

Tadabin Umura, who was not paying attention to the direction of the computer and was still studying the cabinet, heard English's surprise and asked in confusion: "Isn't it normal to lock the computer?"

"No...this lock is indeed..." Even Kudo Yukiko exclaimed, which aroused the curiosity of Yumura Zadabin.

He turned his head and saw the computer monitor, keyboard, mouse and case all placed on the desktop. The outside was covered with a transparent tempered glass. The glass was connected to the desktop, and an old British hammer was hung at the connection. Lock.

"There is actually a lock, what are you thinking?!"

The genius dad patted the glass twice and continued to complain: "And this kind of glass can be broken with a hammer, so what's the use of it?"

"They were telling me that this was the last chance to turn back. If I opened the computer inside, it would be a violation of the regulations."

Mr. English raised his head and let out a long sigh.

"Violate... regulations!" After swallowing the spit in his mouth, Tadashi Murura nervously held the table: "What will happen?"

[Will he be taken into a special prison of MI6, or...will he be dealt with directly? 】

Seeing Yumura Tadashi's body shaking, Kudo Yusaku reached out and patted his shoulder. He noticed that his foot slipped and quickly grabbed his arm to prevent him from sitting on the ground.

"You will be fined 200 pounds and have to submit a 4,000-word self-reflection and repent in front of the flag every day."

"Crack!"

Following the crisp sound, the three of them all looked at Yumura Tadaki, who was holding the hammer with a gloomy look on his face. He moved his mouth and spat directly on the ground.

"You're crazy!"

He pulled the keyboard over unceremoniously, took out a small box from his pocket and connected it to the computer with a data cable. The genius dad typed a few keys, then unplugged the box and stuffed it into his pocket.

"It's been recorded. I want to go back."

Pushing open the door and walking out, Yumura Zhongbin thought of his son, and his inexplicable anger finally dissipated a little.

"He has a lot of resentment." English blinked and glanced up at the student: "Did you tell him that there is a direct door out of this place?"

"Go out directly?" Kudo Yukiko asked doubtfully, "Then why do we have to go around in such a big circle?"

"Because except for the wooden door just now, the other doors in the headquarters can only be exited but not entered."

"Go and call him back. We'll leave in a moment." English clicked on yesterday's record and said, "Little girl, please go out too and leave me alone."

"Little girl?"

Pointing at her face, Kudo Yukiko burst into laughter, grabbed her husband by the collar and walked out.