Chapter 222, Seventy-Third Cycle (52)

"punish?"

What kind of punishment? Does it mean that after they shrink, they can only temporarily part ways with those they used to know as strangers?

Just as Conan Edogawa was about to ask more questions, he suddenly smelled a strange odor.

He followed the smell to the bench by the roadside and paused for a moment.

She was a woman who looked rather disheveled. Her shirt and skirt were tattered, and her exposed skin had abrasions.

But she was very beautiful, with a slender figure, fair skin, long silver hair, and striking, beautiful heterochromatic eyes. She was probably a foreigner, and at that moment she looked blankly at the passersby.

Because she looked a little strange, no one else dared to approach her.

Conan Edogawa is different; he runs to wherever something seems strange.

Ai Haibara turned around and saw that the person had already run up to the silver-haired woman and was asking her questions. She could only exchange a helpless glance with Ai Orikasa and slowly walk over as well.

Orikasa went up to Professor Agasa and the three children and told them what had happened. Realizing that something had happened again, the three children immediately ran back excitedly.

"Amnesia?"

"Can you understand Japanese, big sister?"

"A car accident? The one they were talking about on the news?"

"My phone is broken, so it's hard to verify my identity now. Should I call the police?"

"Call the police? No, we can't call the police!!!" The silver-haired woman, who had been quiet, confused, but obedient, suddenly erupted.

*

"Has Curaçao still not been found?" Scotland asked on the phone.

“I’ve already sent Vermouth to look for it; we should have news soon.” Gin leaned against the wall and chuckled. “I’m in Germany, and you’re in Japan. You called just to ask me this?”

“Alright, I’ll go ask Vermouth later.” Scotland smiled good-naturedly.

But even Vodka no longer believed that he was truly in a good mood.

"How's it going with your undercover agents?" Scotland asked again.

Finally, they got down to business. Gin flicked the cigarette between his fingers, put it back in his mouth, and took out a gun from his pocket.

Last night, Curaçao successfully stole the list of undercover agents from around the world from the police department. Although she disappeared halfway through sending her own information, everyone on the list must die.

“Cohen and Chianti have taken care of two rats, and the rat I’m trying to catch is cornered with nowhere to escape.” He raised his hand, pointing the gun at the corner across the alley.

The person who ran out from around the corner froze, their pupils suddenly contracting.

The silver-haired man opposite, dressed in black and holding a gun, was as terrifying as the Grim Reaper.

"I told you not to run away." Vodka, holding a gun, slowly caught up and laughed, "Won't seeing Brother Gin make you even more scared? I advise you to confess sooner rather than later. Maybe we'll spare your life if the information is deemed important."

"But I'm really not an undercover agent! Gin, isn't there some misunderstanding? I'm a codename member, after all. You need to give me a chance and time to prove my innocence, right?"

The man clearly knew that Gin was the one who truly had the authority, but he was simply trying to gain a chance to survive in front of Gin.

"Even if you threaten me now, it won't work, because I'm really not an undercover agent, I don't know anything!"

Gin had just hung up the phone when he heard this and immediately laughed: "A threat? Would I do something so cute?"

"You...you really intend to kill me right here, Gin! How dare you? Did you get permission from that person?!"

"You have three seconds left." Gin didn't want to waste any more words and pressed his finger slightly on the trigger.

"I'm not an undercover agent! I'm really not an undercover agent!! I must have been framed!!!" the man shouted in despair.

“Three,” Gin said.

The man was genuinely panicked; he knew Gin was truly capable of shooting and killing, and it wasn't just a simple threat.

"Two," Gin said.

The man ran straight to the riverbank, hoping to jump in and escape.

“One,” Gin said.

The man gritted his teeth and jumped, his heart racing as he saw the path to survival within reach, a surge of joy welling up within him.

“Zero.” Gin’s lips curled into a chilling smile as he simultaneously pulled the trigger.

"Bang!!!"

Just a step away from the river, the body, shot in the head, lay limply on the ground, blood quickly spreading.

Volta stepped forward to examine the body, confirmed that it was indeed dead, and kicked the man into the river, fulfilling his dying wish.

"Brother, the traitor has been dealt with. Where do we go now?"

Gin put away his gun, turned around, and walked back, his green eyes beneath his silver hair cold: "Back to Japan, deal with the last two rats."

Vodka exclaimed "Ah!" with a hint of regret: "Bourbon and Kiel? But brother, is Bourbon really an undercover agent? I really can't believe it, how could Bourbon be an undercover agent? And didn't Scotland say he was going to handle this?"

"Ha, Scotland can handle Bourbon?" Gin sneered. "You believe that?"

Vodka: "..."

Vodka: "I don't believe it."

*

Similarly.

Even the organization's boss, Karasuma Renya, didn't believe it.

But Scotland told Bourbon the intelligence that he was an undercover agent without any hindrance.

Curaçao was sent by Scotland. Due to the urgency of the situation, the intelligence was only given to him, and Curaçao later disappeared.

If Scotland wanted to, he could easily have removed Bourbon's name and kept the matter a secret.

But he didn't.

Scotland doesn't seem to be backing down.

Therefore, Karasuma Renya also wanted to take this opportunity to test whether Scotland would betray the organization because of Bourbon.

If it is confirmed that Scotland would not betray the organization for Bourbon under these circumstances, then he can be more at ease letting Scotland manage more of the organization's affairs for him.

Ultimately, Karasuma Renya decided to send Gin, Vodka, Vermouth, and Scots together to deal with Bourbon and Kiel's affairs.

*

The amusement park at the Tokyo Aquarium.

The strange silver-haired woman was having a great time with the children.

Ai Haibara turned her head and whispered, "Is it really okay not to call the police?"

“How could that be?” Conan Edogawa said matter-of-factly. “I was lying to her. I’ve already told Ran, and Ran will go to the police.”

Ai Haibara raised an eyebrow: "Didn't you tell Officer Matsuda and the others?"

Conan Edogawa shook his head: "Officer Matsuda and the other two have all taken the day off; they have their own things to do."

"Those three policemen always seem so busy, I wonder what they're busy with." Ai Haibara frowned, a little worried about her older sister who lived in the Matsuda residence as a relative.

"Yes, but they often solve cases and save people outside, which brings a very good reputation to the Metropolitan Police Department. So although they will be verbally reprimanded, it is actually becoming easier and easier for them to ask for leave now," Conan Edogawa said with a smile.

"Hmph, this is a good thing." Ai Haibara couldn't help but laugh when she thought of the exaggerated media coverage of the "Angel Police," but this also put her mind at ease about her sister's safety.

"Wait, isn't that Officer Date and Miss Natalie over there?" Conan Edogawa suddenly asked.

Ai Haibara turned her head and indeed saw a very conspicuous couple.

A tall, muscular man, nearly two meters tall, and a beautiful blonde woman were sitting intimately together, clearly heading to ride the Ferris wheel.

"Looks like he took the day off to go on a date with his girlfriend?" Haibara chuckled.

"Then let's not disturb them," Conan Edogawa said, but then he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, which immediately made his expression serious.

"What's wrong?" Ai Haibara asked warily.

Conan Edogawa frowned and looked again carefully, but he couldn't see anyone.

He seemed to see Vermouth.

It must be my imagination. I'd better not tell Haibara, lest she get scared and not be able to enjoy herself at the amusement park.

But this eventually aroused Conan Edogawa's suspicion, and he kept a close watch on his surroundings.

Until he saw the mysterious amnesiac woman skillfully throw darts and achieve an astonishing perfect score, until he saw the silver-haired woman absurdly agile as she jumped from a great height to save Yuan Tai.

Once he confirmed that Genta and the woman were both alright, Conan Edogawa's mind immediately began racing.

Ai Haibara was so frightened by the fierce killing intent that she felt her body go cold. She wanted to tell Conan Edogawa that the other party might be a member of the organization, but she lost that feeling in the next second.

She stared at the silver-haired woman who was genuinely worried about the child, her eyes filled with doubt.

It's unlikely that someone in the organization would risk exposing their identity to save a child they've just met.

But it's not impossible that the other person has amnesia...

“Edogawa…” She turned to look at Conan Edogawa.

“One of her eyes is blue and upturned,” Conan Edogawa suddenly said.

Ai Haibara: "Huh?"

Conan Edogawa's expression turned serious: "Is it possible that Scotland is disguised as a woman and pretends to have amnesia to get close to us?"

Ai Haibara: "..."

*

After dealing with what happened last night, Shuichi Akai continued to follow Rei Furuya.

But what happened last night was too big. Rei Furuya seemed very busy, and Shuichi Akai didn't dare to get too close, so he tried his best to keep an eye on the other party's actions from the furthest distance where he wouldn't be discovered.

As expected, Rei Furuya took the day off from Poirot Cafe today.

But after daybreak, he didn't continue to openly enter and exit the police station in his suit. Instead, he changed into casual clothes and drove around in his white Mazda, which had been scratched during the chase the night before and hadn't had time to be repaired.

Shuichi Akai had no idea how far things had progressed.

He did call Rei Furuya, but the call was hung up before he could finish his sentence.

He sent another message, and then got blocked.

The FBI was shocked when they learned of the leak of undercover intelligence and immediately notified their own undercover agents to be on high alert.

Kiel also received the message, but she said that they couldn't escape until it was confirmed. Once they escaped, it would mean it was really confirmed, and all they would have to do was relentlessly hunt down the organization.

To date, only Shuichi Akai has survived the organization's pursuit.

He even faked his death in an incredible way to escape the organization's pursuit.

For other undercover agents, being exposed is basically a death sentence.

Shuichi Akai thought Bourbon should be able to survive the organization's pursuit, but then he remembered that the other party was suspected of having a heart condition, so he followed him to help him.

The FBI has reported that they've found Curaçao, but the police have also spotted her and are about to take her to the police hospital.

Moreover, Curaçao seems to have amnesia. She was having a great time at the amusement park with a group of children and didn't react much when the police came to her door. She was very well-behaved and obedient, but she sometimes had headaches.

The blond, dark-skinned youth in the distance took out his phone, glanced at it, and got back into the car, heading unsurprisingly towards the police hospital.

And unsurprisingly, Scotland was waiting in the police hospital parking lot.

The hospital was crowded, and there was only one parking space available. Shuichi Akai didn't dare to go in immediately. Instead, he stopped behind a tree by the roadside, silently picked up his gun, and watched everything that was happening through the car window.

Rei Furuya drove in his white Mazda and had just parked when a man wearing a blue hoodie emerged from the darkness and stood in front of the car waiting for people to get out.

For a long while, Furuya Rei still hadn't gotten out of the car.

The hooded man only revealed the lower half of his stubble-covered face, but Shuichi Akai's excellent sniper eyesight allowed him to clearly see the man's lips curling into a smile.

Then, he stepped forward, bent down to look inside the car window, and gently tapped the glass with his fair fingers.

Shuichi Akai couldn't hear what they were saying, nor could he see Scotland's lips from behind.

The two remained locked in a tense standoff for a few more seconds before the car window slowly rolled down, revealing the blond youth's cold and angry face.

That was Bourbon's expression.

Scotland seemed to say something again, and Bourbon sneered and got out of the car.

Scotland immediately opened his arms and gave him a big hug. He didn't mind being pushed away, and smiled happily as he got into the driver's seat.

Bourbon clenched his fist and stood there for two seconds before turning and getting into the passenger seat before Scotland could turn around to speak.

The car window slowly rolled up, shutting out the scene inside.

With a roar, the white Mazda started up again and left the hospital, driving away into the distance.

Shuichi Akai, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, silently followed.

He saw the gun hidden in Scott's sleeve.

Bourbon was exposed after all, wasn't he?

Where is Scotland taking Bourbon? What are they going to do?

Moreover, if even Bourbon has been exposed, the others will probably not escape unscathed either.

Shuichi Akai recalls the intelligence the FBI obtained.

The undercover information gathered by the FBI should be similar to that collected by the public security bureau, including Bourbon, whose identity was only recently confirmed, as well as previously known individuals such as Kiel, Stout, Aquavit, and Veslin...

My phone suddenly vibrated; it was Conan Edogawa calling.

Shuichi Akai continued driving with one hand, following Bourbon and Scotland ahead, while answering the phone with the other.

"Mr. Akai! Mr. Amuro is in danger!!!" the child cried anxiously.

“Yes, I know. He was taken away by the Scots, and I’m following them.” Shuichi Akai’s voice was calm.

Conan Edogawa on the other side was stuck, but he was finally able to relax a little. After calming down, he quickly sorted out what had happened and explained it to everyone.

From the moment he met the amnesiac, silver-haired woman with heterochromatic eyes, to later discovering that her fighting skills were abnormally powerful, to the moment he suddenly had a headache while riding a Ferris wheel, was taken to the hospital, and was then taken away by the police.

"Yes, I understand." Akai Shuichi's expression darkened, realizing that things had reached their worst point. He finally confirmed, "You said that the boy named Mitsuhiko recorded the names of the drinks that Curaçao uttered when her memory was confused. Which names were they?"

“Cointreau, Camus, Brandy,” Conan Edogawa said. “When she was clutching her head in anguish, she said two names before that, but Mitsuhiko didn’t hear them clearly and only heard the last three. However, I guess the first two are likely Bourbon and Kir. Miss Azusa said that Mr. Amuro suddenly took leave this morning, and I can’t contact him at all, so I guessed that something might have happened to him.”

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Akai Shuichi: "?"

Wait, Cointreau, Camus, brandy?

These three people seem to be real members of the organization, right?