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Behfinger chuckled a few times, put the baby dolphin away, and led them off to another place.

When they finished their tour, they happened to run into Conan and his friends, and learned from them that Curaçao had been transferred to the police hospital.

Behringer listened in a daze, blinked, then suddenly scooped up Conan and ran to the side, squatted down and whispered to him.

"By the way, you asked me before if I knew that lady, right?"

Conan nodded and turned to look at him. "Hmm, do you know her?"

Behfinger scratched his head and muttered, "Actually, I wouldn't say I know her. I've only heard rumors about Curaçao in the organization. I heard that her two eyes are different colors, just like that lady. But since I've never met Curaçao in person, I'm not sure if she is Curaçao."

"Curaçao?" Conan murmured, repeating the code name.

"I understand, thank you Behrfinger."

Hearing this, Behringer smiled and patted him on the back. "No need to be so polite!"

He stood up with a smile, then suddenly remembered something, took out the little dolphin that the staff had given him from inside his cloak and handed it to Conan, "Oh right, this is what the staff from the darts project asked me to pass on to that lady. Now, could you please take it to her?"

"Oh, okay."

"The staff said I could paint it with my favorite color."

Behefinger added another sentence, then said goodbye to the others and went back with Qianzhu and Liu Qingyao.

He quickly donned a black cloak and ran back to the organization.

When he returned, Bertrand was not yet back, so he waited quietly there.

At this point, Conan had already handed Curaçao's phone to Professor Agasa so he could recover the data, and learned from James that the names of the alcoholic beverages Curaçao mentioned were actually undercover agents lurking within the organization.

There was no one in the safe house at the moment.

Behrfinger was so bored he wanted to just lie down and take a nap.

When Bertrand returned from the Tokyo Aquarium, Professor Agasa had already restored the data of the latest messages sent on his phone.

[The undercover agents are Stout, Aquavit, Veslin, and Bourbon and Kiel, whom you've always suspected.]

That's the end of the SMS card story.

But it was enough to horrify Conan.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated that Bourbon and Kiel were undercover agents, given the organization's modus operandi, they would most likely kill a hundred innocent people rather than let one guilty person go free.

On a side note, perhaps the small number of people in the organization is also due to this reason.

......

As dusk settled, Bourbon and Kiel, both on the undercover agent list, were handcuffed to iron posts in an abandoned warehouse.

Although Gin already knew that Gil was an undercover agent, and that she had been implanted with a chip by Bertrand, it didn't stop him from capturing Gil and trying to pry out whether Bourbon was an undercover agent from her.

When Bertrand arrived at the warehouse using the locator, he heard the vodka countdown. He whistled to make sure everyone inside noticed him.

"Wow, I never imagined an abandoned warehouse could be so lively!"

Bertrand opened the warehouse door, put his hands behind his back, and stomped his little leather shoes on, making a clattering sound.

Gin glanced at him. "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing."

Bertrand shrugged, and everyone then noticed that he was holding a chain.

The other end of the chain was attached to his back.

When he entered the warehouse, they saw the people behind him.

—Aste

Perhaps feeling that hanging it around his neck would attract too much attention, Bertrand hung the other end of the chain on his wrist.

His face was covered by a large hood, so no one could see his expression.

So after closing the warehouse door again, Behrfinger rolled his eyes several times without any restraint.

Come on, it's weird to have a chain hanging on your wrist.

Bai: Bear with it, we'll go to the Dongdu Aquarium again tonight.

Bertrand chuckled and said, "Because I just wanted to confirm whether Asti was also an undercover agent~"

Upon hearing this, Bourbon's pupils contracted rapidly, then quickly disappeared again, though the hand behind his back, which was trying to pry open the handcuffs, clenched slightly.

"But... how come Asti is an undercover agent? Hahahaha, after all, he came back with me~"

Bertrand laughed, waved his hand, and said casually, "If he were an undercover agent, he wouldn't be standing here right now. After all, I hate traitors the most."

After saying that, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

He blinked, his emotions shifting instantly. He looked at Bourbon and Kiel with curiosity, "So, Bourbon and Kiel are undercover agents? After all, the information sent back from Curaçao is incomplete."

Gin sneered; the countdown to the vodka was still going on.

As the final "0" rang out, the entire warehouse suddenly went dark!

Bertrand's body stiffened.

Vermouth immediately realized what was happening, turned on her phone, and shone the light from the screen in the direction of Gil and the others, only to find that Bourbon was gone!

The handcuffs that bound him were left lying there.

Did he run away?

Just then, the door behind Bechfinger was suddenly opened, and the light of dusk shone into the dark warehouse.

Bertrand, who was shivering in Asti's arms, slowly peeked out. He breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt dissatisfied with Shuichi Akai, the instigator who had plunged the warehouse into darkness.

The moment the warehouse door opened, Gin instinctively thought Bourbon had escaped, but Bertrand and Asti were standing not far from the door.

Bourbon needed to get past them to escape through the door.

He looked at Asti, "Did Bourbon escape?"

Before Asti could respond, Bertrand spoke first, "I don't know!"

He responded like a child throwing a tantrum.

Gin glanced at him, frowned slightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

After all, Vermouth also received a call from Rum at this time.

He received a message from Curaçao saying that Bourbon and Kiel were not undercover agents.

Gin didn't reply.

If it were just that Bourbon wasn't him, I might be able to believe it a little more.

Is Kir not an undercover agent?

Oh.

But since it was Rum's order, Gin put away the gun that was still threatening Kiel and instead took out his phone to contact Chianti and his team, who were monitoring the Public Security Bureau and Curaçao.

Chianti told him that Curaçao had been put into a car and taken to the place they expected.

——Dongdu Aquarium.

Hearing that they were going there, Bertrand, who had been burying her face in Asti's arms and secretly angry, looked up at Gin with slightly red eyes and said, "I want to go too."

"Let's go."

Bertrand removed the chain from Asti's wrist and tossed it behind him before pulling him into Gin's car.