Early the next morning, Senichi was awakened by the chattering of the little ones.
It seems that everyone has had such an experience in their childhood, being excited the night before a picnic or before doing something they like, even if they slept late, they would still wake up early the next day.
Of course, although there are times when adults can't sleep the night before and wake up early the next day, the nature of it has completely changed.
For example, the night before an exam... or an interview...
Indeed, people's joys are not common, after all, the joy of one's youth and adulthood are not the same, let alone with others.
After a simple wash, Senichi, along with the kids and Yoshihiko Negami and others, went out for breakfast before returning to the Tohto Film Development Studio.
The "Kamen Yaiba 2" movie was finally finished, and the kids happily became the first batch of audience.
"The movie is really good!" Ayumi turned her head and smiled at her friends.
"Yes! Kamen Yaiba is so cool!!" Mitsuhiko said while striking a pose of Kamen Yaiba from the movie, "This movie is really awesome!"
"That monster from the sea is also very powerful! It looked a bit like an eel... it made me hungry..." Genta wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.
"What's with you, Genta, how did you start thinking about eel rice again?"
Ayumi and Mitsuhiko couldn't help but laugh when they saw Genta clutching his stomach, obviously still immersed in the excitement of watching the movie.
However, Conan and Haibara, who were beside them, didn't have the same mood. They were still thinking about how to deal with the little tail behind them.
Yesterday, after the other party saw them settling down, he really did "boldly" monitor all night.
Although Senichi had said to leave everything to him, he didn't leak any information about his plan, which made the two of them feel a bit uneasy.
But when the two of them left the gate of the movie studio, they saw Professor Agasa waving at them with a smile.
"Professor! Why are you here?" Mitsuhiko ran over and asked.
"Of course, I'm here to take you guys home." Professor Agasa replied with a smile, "After all, detective Senichi's car doesn't have enough seats."
"It's actually not a big deal if it's a little crowded," Ayumi said, feeling a bit guilty as she looked at Professor Agasa. "There's really no need for you to make a special trip."
"It's fine, it's fine. The main thing is that Detective Senichi needs to take Conan and Haibara to do something, so I'm here to pick you guys up," Professor Agasa said with a smile.
"Do something!? What kind of thing? Don't tell me you're sneaking off to eat something delicious without us!" Genta said suspiciously.
"How could that be!"
Ayumi rolled her eyes at Genta in annoyance. "Detective Senichi would never be so stingy. He always takes us to have a big dinner together, okay? There must be something going on!"
"Yeah, that's right," Genta nodded after thinking for a moment.
"But what exactly is going on?" Mitsuhiko looked puzzled as he watched Conan getting into the car beside him.
"Oh, I heard that they saw a suspect together before, and now detectives caught him, so they want their help to identify him."
Professor Agasa explained with a prepared excuse and then smiled.
"Well then, shall I take you guys home now? Your parents must be worried after you didn't come home all night."
"Yeah..."
After hearing Professor Agasa's words, the three children stopped questioning and obediently got into the car, waiting to go home.
Meanwhile, Haibara had already sat in the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt, while Conan had just sat in the back seat and reached out to close the door.
"So what do we do next?" Conan asked Senichi ahead. "You haven't told me what to do, and you denied my plan..."
"Since he has been so open about it, your plan might not work anyway," Senichi smiled and said, "He probably knows we want to shake him off, so he won't give us the chance to escape."
As they spoke, the car had already started, and Conan couldn't help but turn his head to look out the rear window, only to find that a car was closely following them without any attempt to hide.
"So, what's your plan?" Conan asked Senichi again as he sat back down.
"Fasten your seatbelt," Senichi said calmly.
"Huh?"
Conan was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and reached out to grab the seatbelt beside him. But before he could buckle up, a powerful backward force surged through.
"Wait!! I haven't..."
The next moment was filled with sharp friction noise. By the time the sound reached his ears, Conan had already been flung to the other side by the immense force.
The roar of the engine sounded like crashing waves. Conan quickly got back into his seat, grabbed the seatbelt, and fastened it precisely in the brief moment of linear acceleration.
"Phew..."
After securing himself in the back seat, Conan took a deep breath and felt his heart racing as the speed increased rapidly.
"Is this your idea!?" Conan's voice rose a few notches, "Just shake them off directly? That's too reckless! If he is from the FBI, he must have good driving skills, and you just..."
"Although his driving skills are good, mine are better!" Senichi interrupted Conan without hesitation, then the black GT-R32, like a black shadow, began accelerating again.
Although Senichi and Shuichi Akai weren't enemies, Senichi still wanted to test him in some aspects. The original work indicated that Akai had good driving skills, but there was no detailed data on the extent of it.
And now, it seems that aside from his sniping skills, his driving skills are also strong.
After Senichi suddenly accelerated, Shuichi Akai quickly caught up, tightly holding onto Senichi's tail.
At this point, it was no longer just tracking, but an open confrontation between the two!
"Interesting... is this a demonstration?" Shuichi Akai smirked, a hint of amusement playing on his cigarette-laden lips. "Looks like my cover's been blown..."
At this point, Senichi's actions of wanting to shake him off had already revealed a lot.
After all, if Senichi still thought of him as a stranger or an enemy, with Senichi's identity, he would have likely approached him as a detective, given a warning, or even directly arrested him after refusal.
After all, in Japan, stalking itself is evidence of a crime, especially stalking someone like Senichi, a "renowned police detective."
But Senichi didn't do that. Instead, he blatantly tried to shake him off, clearly indicating a "demonstration" under the circumstances of not wanting to escalate the situation.
In other words, he already knew who the tracker was, and even his "FBI" identity had been revealed.