Seeing Ayumi's pleading eyes, Conan finally gave in."Alright, alright, I get it. We'll go together."
"Then let's take the bus to Tokyo Tower! Come on!" Ayumi grabbed Yoru's hand and dragged him along as the Detective Boys boarded the bus heading toward Tokyo Tower.
"Heh, I knew it from the start! The treasure must be hidden at Tokyo Tower!" Genta grinned smugly, as though it had been his deduction all along.
Conan chuckled helplessly.
"But what do these English letters mean? What does ORO stand for?" Ayumi tilted her head.
"Well, I think the first O means 'big,' the R means 'abundant,' and the last O means 'treasure.' So ORO must mean a great and bountiful treasure!" Mitsuhiko explained proudly.
"Wow, Mitsuhiko, you're amazing! You even know that!" Ayumi beamed, hands clasped at her chest.
"Hehe, it was nothing!" Mitsuhiko blushed.
"Gold," Yoru suddenly muttered.
"Gold? What are you talking about?" Genta asked, confused.
"It's ORO. If you connect it to money, the only language that makes sense is Italian. In Italian, ORO means gold or money," Yoru said with a blank expression.
"How could he possibly know that? If what he says is true, then this map really might be a treasure map…" Conan's eyes narrowed, his expression turning serious.
"Gold, huh? Then I can buy endless bowls of eel rice!" Genta's eyes sparkled with excitement, his imagination already running wild.
"I'll travel around the world a hundred times!" Ayumi raised her arms high with a laugh.
"I'll pilot a spaceship and soar through the galaxy." Mitsuhiko crossed his arms, closing his eyes in thought.
"What about you, Conan?" Genta asked.
"Me? I'd probably save it." Conan forced a chuckle. These kids… they're already dreaming about how to spend the treasure. Even if we did find it, it could easily be stolen goods. It would have to be turned over to the police.
"Conan, you really have no dreams at all," Genta said with a mocking glance.
"Haha, don't say it so bluntly!" Conan rolled his eyes.
"Then what about you, Yoru? What would you do if you found the treasure?" Ayumi asked, eyes shining as she looked straight at him.
"Expl—" Yoru almost blurted out explosives. He didn't even know why—it was pure instinct, something buried deep inside him. But sensing how wrong that would sound here, he quickly corrected himself. "Medicine. I'd buy medicine."
The four kids fell silent and gave him sympathetic looks.
"Don't worry, Yoru. If you don't have enough, I'll share half of my treasure with you so you can buy medicine." Ayumi said kindly.
Hey, hey! Why are you all acting like it's guaranteed we'll even find treasure? Conan grumbled inwardly. And that Yoru kid… I'm sure he wasn't about to say 'medicine.' What was it then? Explo—? Explosions? …No, maybe he meant fried chicken? Kids love food, after all.
The bus stopped, and the group arrived at the towering Tokyo Tower. With the map in hand, they began searching nearby.
Yoru, however, showed little interest. His mind was muddled, and he trailed behind the group without much energy.
"Conan, any ideas yet?" Ayumi asked.
"I've been looking at the rest of the symbols. Look here—it looks like a set of clothes. This top one's a hat, the upside-down triangle could be underwear, and the umbrella might represent a sweater," Conan explained.
"Clothing stores!" the three children exclaimed in unison. "Quick, let's find a clothing shop!"
The three dashed into a store nearby.
"Conan, someone's following us," Yoru said flatly. "And they're carrying guns."
"What? Guns? Why would they…? Unless this map really is genuine… Wait, how did you notice them?" Conan frowned.
"I don't know. Just instinct. But whenever I try to focus on it, my head pounds like crazy." Yoru pressed a hand to his temple, wincing.
"I see. Then let's regroup with the others first before we figure this out."
Just then, they heard an angry shout from inside the clothing store."You brats! Don't you dare come back here again!"
Apparently, Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko had assumed the treasure was hidden inside the store and began rummaging around. Genta even barged into the women's dressing room. No wonder the shopkeeper was furious.
"My stomach's growling…" Genta whined, clutching his belly—though it didn't look any smaller.
"I'm hungry too. Let's get something to eat," Ayumi suggested.
The group agreed, settling down at a burger shop.
"Ahhh, so good!" Genta stuffed his face, food in both hands, eating like a machine.
"Genta, slow down! You'll make yourself sick," Mitsuhiko sighed, wiping sweat from his forehead.
Watching Genta devour his food made the others join in the feast, all eating with joy—except for Conan and Yoru.
Yoru, burdened by his lost memories, remained distant and only nibbled a little. Conan, on the other hand, was too busy wracking his brain over the mysterious map.
"Argh, this is maddening!" Conan scratched his head furiously. "What do these symbols mean? Are they a map? A code?"
"Hey, look over there!" Ayumi pointed excitedly at the sign of a café across the street. "That matches the second symbol exactly!"
"She's right!"
So these symbols… could it be? Conan narrowed his eyes, carefully comparing the drawings with the neon signs around them.
By the time they finished eating, night had fallen. Following the trail of neon-lit clues, the group pressed on. Yoru still trailed at the back, his expression dark. The sensation of being followed never left him, and it gnawed at his nerves.
"Which way now?" Genta groaned as the trail seemed to vanish again.
Conan scanned the streets until his gaze fell on a sign: Tsukimi Road.
"Maybe the moon symbol wasn't a street at all, but meant this—Tsukimi, or 'moon viewing.'"
"Yes! Let's go!" Genta shouted, sprinting off again.
Soon, Ayumi spotted another sign: a triangle-shaped shop logo."Look! The upside-down triangle!"
"Minami Aquarium," Conan read. "And the last clue is a fish symbol. That explains it."
"Then let's head for the aquarium!"
After running nearly two kilometers, the kids were gasping for breath, hands on their knees. Yoru, meanwhile, looked untouched, not even sweating.
His stamina is inhuman… Conan thought grimly.
But something didn't fit. If ORO truly meant "gold" in Italian, why use symbols like moons and umbrellas? Unless… the mapmaker wasn't Japanese at all. If he were Italian and couldn't read Japanese, the moon wouldn't mean Tsukimi Road. It would simply mean night.
"Wait—I've got it! We need to go back to where we started," Conan said. "The moon stands for night, and the symbols point to neon signs visible after dark."
The group retraced their steps. One by one, the neon symbols appeared: a hat-shaped sign, a triangle, a sun that looked like an umbrella in the rain, a glowing star, even a ferris wheel lit up in the night sky. Finally, they found a neon fish reflected in the river below a bridge.
"The reflection of that fish-shaped sign… It points to the top floor of that building!" Conan declared.
They hurried to the rooftop.
"Doesn't look like there's any treasure here…" Genta muttered.
"Look outside," Conan said, pointing at the bridge. "The lights on the water form a glowing fish. That's the real clue."
Just then, Ayumi looked around."Wait… Where's Yoru?"
A gunshot cracked through the night.
"Yoru!" Conan's heart sank. He bolted toward the sound, dreading what he might find.
What he saw stopped him cold—Yoru standing casually, dragging three grown men like discarded trash.
"Here," Yoru said, clapping his hands together as if dusting them off. "These three have been tailing us. But they were weak. No challenge at all."
Conan froze. Who exactly is this kid…?
"Your moves… you're no ordinary child," Conan said gravely.
"I don't know. My body just moved on its own. Instinct, I guess," Yoru replied lazily. "Believe me or not."
Conan studied him. His expression showed no hint of a lie. With a sigh, Conan let it drop. "Fine. I'll believe you—for now."
Later, the police arrived. The three men turned out to be members of an Italian crime syndicate. The map Conan's group had found was actually theirs, blown away from a recent exhibit. It recorded the hiding place of 15,000 maple leaf gold coins. The gang had been tailing them, hoping to reclaim the treasure—but instead, they were taken down by a boy who fought like a monster.
Of course, in true Conan fashion, even something as ridiculous as a treasure map being blown away by the wind could happen. Fate seemed to draw trouble straight to him.
And so, another case came to its end.