Chapter 92
Amuro Toru received a phone call and left the Kudo residence with a solemn look on his face, taking the photos and information with him. Edogawa Conan and Akai Shuichi were left staring at each other.
Akai Shuichi chuckled: "It seems that there is something wrong with the direction of our investigation."
Although Toru Amuro is easily irritated by the Scottish incident, Shuichi Akai knows very well that he is not the kind of person who would give up his long-standing mission for a relationship.
Bacardi's identity may be questionable.
Edogawa Conan nodded, still somewhat shocked by the photo.
The principal is actually in a relationship with Mr. Amuro.
Oh my God, the two of them hid it so well that he didn't notice anything suspicious.
But Mr. Amuro is a public security official, and Mr. Principal is a member of an organization. It's a little unbelievable no matter how you think about it. Could it be that Mr. Principal's identity is more than that?
Conan Edogawa was slow to realize some of the problems. For example, why did Toru Amuro say that his problem was bigger?
The young detective scratched his head, feeling somewhat regretful.
If the principal and Mr. Amuro are in a relationship, then what he said would destroy the relationship between the two of them.
It was not until this moment that Conan Edogawa understood why Toru Amuro refused to let him follow him when he went to deliver the desserts.
Oops, it seems like he has become a bad guy who destroys other people's feelings.
Next time we go to the amusement park, the director will definitely kick him out.
A wrong information sharing meeting ended with Conan Edogawa struggling to figure out how to apologize so as not to be kicked out.
The aquarium and beach areas were fully inspected the day before the opening and fully met the opening standards.
Noah's Ark and Zhufu Jingguang combined the opening of new parks in other amusement parks to launch a set of opening activities, and the response was very good. Since this morning, the number of people in the amusement park has reached a new high.
At the same time, busyness also appeared on the faces of every employee after the start.
Kurokawa Akiho drank the hot corn juice he had just bought and checked the messages on his phone.
Toru Amuro said that something happened and he couldn't come to the amusement park to work today.
At the same time, the news in the office was being reported and the sound attracted his attention.
The anchor reported the news solemnly: "Last night, a chain reaction occurred on the cross-sea bridge. A small car collided with a tanker truck, causing a series of explosions. The vehicles have plunged into the sea, and the owner is still being searched for. Fortunately, there were no major casualties."
The news was accompanied by videos and pictures. Kurokawa Akishige was slightly stunned. The location was actually just southeast of the amusement park, very close to the beach area, but fortunately the explosion did not cause much damage to the beach area.
There are still some dangers in this world, so maybe we should hire more security guards?
A string of characters flashed across the phone screen.
Hiroki Sawada: “Okay.”
There is no need to manually assign tasks, as artificial intelligence has already recorded the tasks and prepared them for implementation, making the efficiency visibly high.
System: [……] I’m so angry!
No, I have to find something to prove that I am really important.
The system diligently monitored the flow of people in the park, trying to identify a few threatening people.
It paused for a moment as it scanned the amusement park gate, then scanned again to confirm that it was correct.
[Level 1 alert, Edogawa Conan is here again!]
Kurokawa Akiwa has become numb.
"Why is he here again?"
[This time, the ones following us are a few of the Detective Boys and a girl named Huibara. They seem to be just there for fun.]
Once you buy a ticket and enter the park, you become a legal and formal consumer.
Kurokawa Akifumi was starting to have a headache again: "Keep an eye on him, and notify me immediately if anything happens."
The system held its breath: [No problem.]
Such an important task was actually entrusted to it. It turned out that it was more valued than that artificial intelligence!
It’s the most important thing!
Akiwa Kurokawa is thinking about how to reduce possible accidents.
It would be better to attract Conan with the file bag that he is most interested in. Maybe he will leave the amusement park on his own initiative.
At this moment, the young director was completely unaware that his file bag had been stolen, and he had already been briefly killed in front of the main force of the red team.
The ringing of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.
Kurokawa Akifumi looked at the incoming call notification, his eyebrows twitching unexpectedly before answering the call: "I didn't expect you to call me on your own initiative. Strange things have been happening more and more recently, Gin."
Gin sneered on the other end of the phone: "I'm not talking to you on the phone just to listen to your nonsense."
"Oh, what's the new mission?" asked Kurokawa Akishige.
Gin said indifferently, "Curaçao got a list of undercover agents."
Kurokawa thought for a moment, but had no idea: "Who is Curacao?"
Gin: “…”
Vodka looked at Gin who suddenly put out his cigarette and swallowed.
"Rum's men, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll go back to Japan and shoot you in the head."
Kurokawa Akiho shut up and didn't bother with his bad-tempered colleague.
"Guess who's on the undercover list?" Gin curled his lips.
Kurokawa Akiho frowned, and combined with the text message sent by Amuro Toru, a guess emerged in his mind.
"You'd better explain your relationship with Bourbon."
The conjecture came true.
Is Toru Amuro exposed?
"The undercover agent turned out to be Bourbon?"
Gin didn't say for sure that Bourbon was an undercover agent. There was one thing about it. Kurokawa Akishi chuckled, "Can I reasonably suspect that Rum deliberately let the undercover agent get close to me in order to frame his companions?"
"I can't resist a honey trap."
Although the photo incident was a misunderstanding, Gin had already determined that they were having an affair, and there was no need to explain too much about it, so Kurokawa Akifusa continued with the story.
Gin couldn't help but recall the scene when Vermouth came to him with the photo.
Vermouth's tone was filled with amusement: "Gin, guess what I found?"
She placed a few photos in front of Gin.
"Rum actually let Bourbon get close to Bacardi. How insidious." Vermouth's tone was full of pity. "It's obvious that our little Bacardi has no ability to resist the honey trap."
"It looks like it's already fallen. Do you need a reminder?"
…
Gin said, "You can reasonably retain your suspicion, but the commander-in-chief of this operation is Rum."
Kurokawa Akiho raised an eyebrow, a little annoyed: "Is this guy a cockroach? Even after it has come to this, the boss still wants to use him."
"Rum is not the Boss's son, right?"
A member who had made so many mistakes was unexpectedly appointed as the chief commander. Is there no one else capable in the organization?
This organization is hopeless, it should be closed down.
Gin sneered, obviously thinking that this order was ridiculous.
"Red-roofed Warehouse, you'll definitely be there to get rid of the last two rats, right? Or are you just being considerate of our old friendship?"
I can't bear to kill Bourbon.
"This is your chance to eliminate the traitor yourself."
Kurokawa Akiho understood what Gin meant and chuckled, "Don't worry."
I will definitely go and make trouble.
After hanging up the phone, Kurokawa Akishige contacted Morofushi Kagemitsu and he wanted to create a troublemaking team.
With him in Rum, there's no way to complete any mission.
After sending the text message, Kurokawa Akiho hesitated for a moment.
He now looks like he is saving the princess. The only disappointing thing is that the princess is only 1.8 meters tall.
*
After checking her ticket and entering the park, Vermouth made her way through the bustling crowd looking for the possible existence of Curacao.
She walked through the crowd and followed the map to the newest beach area. Judging from the promotional leaflet, Curacao was the most likely choice to go ashore from the beach. It would definitely be difficult to find that place as it had only just opened today.
The beach area on the map is located at the end of the amusement park and requires passing through two parks to reach it. I don’t know where the illusion came from, but Vermouth always felt that she had been to the retro park in front of her.
She wouldn't get lost even without looking at a map because of the surrounding buildings and intricate roads. Every brick and tile exuded a sense of familiarity.
But as far as she could remember, she had never been to this amusement park.
The deeper you go, the more familiar it becomes. Not only does it feel familiar, but there's also a strange sense of tiredness etched deep within.
It's very similar to the feeling I had when I moved bricks all night in my dream. It's strange.
"Where the hell did that guy Curacao go?" Chianti complained into the headset. "Really? I prefer dealing with traitors to searching for people like this. Seeing them shot dead one by one is really embarrassing."
Several people sneaked into the amusement park separately to search, relying on wireless facilities to communicate.
Vermouth chuckled. "You can't say such a depressing thing in an amusement park. There are children all around. Chianti, please restrain yourself."
Chianti pursed his lips: "I know."
"But does this place feel familiar to you?" Chianti said.
Cohen counted his position in the queue, and when he heard Chianti's words, it was as if he was reminded, and he also realized that something was wrong.
Indeed, from the moment I entered the amusement park, I felt a sense of familiarity.
Vermouth lowered her eyelids and asked calmly, "Have you worked here before?"
"Huh?" Chianti said, "It's impossible no matter how you think about it. But damn, it just feels so familiar, like I've been moving bricks here for ten years. I feel exhausted as soon as I come in."
"Isn't this the resentment of the employees here? Aren't the black-hearted principals who force overtime often in the news?"
Vermouth: "...I didn't expect Chianti to be interested in this."
If she was the only one feeling this way, it might be due to being overworked, but it was a bit strange that even Chianti felt this way.
Cohen emerged from the line holding a chili hot dog and, upon hearing the voice in his headset, replied, "Actually, I feel the same way."
Chianti was startled. She broke out in a cold sweat and rubbed her arms. "Cohen feels the same way? There's something fishy about this amusement park. Forget about Curacao. Let's get going."
They still need to find people with hands and feet.
Chianti has a lot of resentment.
Vermouth: "If you're not afraid of Gin shooting you in the face back in Japan, you can quit the mission at any time."
"But Chianti, I don't need to explain what leaving a mission midway means in the organization, right?"
The voice in the headset carried a dangerous smile, and Chianti felt uncomfortable. She said irritably, "You don't need to remind me of this kind of thing."
She was so absorbed in the conversation that by the time Chianti came to her senses, she had arrived in a completely unfamiliar place. The surrounding vegetation was lush and mayflies were floating around. One after another, creatures with big green eyes were looking at her curiously.
Snotlout looked at Chianti with sparkling eyes and said, "Miss, can you go on a date with me?"
Chianti: “——?” What the hell is this ugly thing?!
There's something wrong with this amusement park!
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