Chapter 119



BOSS!

When this name came out, whether it was Matsuda Jinpei and Morobushi Kagemitsu in front of the video, or the people hiding aside and eavesdropping on Kusuda Rikudo, they were all shocked.

The boss of the Black Organization is completely blank in any organization's intelligence. Even those who have been undercover in the organization have only heard the boss' voice but never seen him in person.

No one doubts that the boss of this black organization is a cross-century person who has undergone experiments and successfully gained immortality. His practices in all aspects are extremely sophisticated, leaving no trace, and his desire to control the organization is almost abnormal.

Of course, what is more famous is its level of secrecy.

Now, the simple name of Gin, the one who was called, made the red team's hearts beat fast.

Especially when he just stared at Angus until he was choked up and called him a pervert, Morobushi Kagemitsu.

The brown-haired young man lay on the bed, his face pale and one could even vaguely see cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

If he hadn't been tied to the bed, he could have simply fallen off.

Gin seemed to have enjoyed their surprised expressions enough, and sneered, turning the screen so that both parties could only see one side.

Long hair, green eyes, dressed in black, with a sarcastic look whether he smiles or not. Anyone who knows him will know it's him at a glance.

"Are you surprised?" 놛 asked sarcastically, "Scotland, and this——Officer Jinpei Matsuda?"

Matsuda Jinpei pushed up his sunglasses, raised the camera, and said provocatively: "I just wonder when criminals can be so arrogant."

Gin chuckled twice, without even any sign of being irritated. He just lit a cigarette, leaned back in the luxurious chair, and looked at the few people quietly, exerting invisible pressure.

The killer said slowly: "Come on, let's talk about your spirit of respecting your companions?"

[Ahhhh, I thought the Red Team's move would at least have some effect, but why are they still being led by the organization? Even Kusuda Ryudo has shown up. The old thief is really ruthless in changing the plot.]

[Help! I just thought Angus was going to cause trouble, but I didn't expect that 놛 would dare to reveal his identity directly... Did we agree to 놅 old silver coin 놅?]

[Who told you that W is not Karasuma Renya, he has never been honest and developed from the beginning, he directly hit Conan in the face, and he is even more straightforward than most members of the organization]

[Wuwuwu, this person is so scary. He knows all your secrets, but he is still the enemy's boss. I feel like the red team is collectively confused.]

[Luckily, Ai wasn’t there, or else she would have fainted on the spot. She had always thought that Angus was her ally as the liqueur teacher, and a kind person who covered her with a coat, but the result…]

[Conan has turned gray. He must have faded from fear!]

Several people present were indeed frightened.

He first came into contact with Angus and even sent text messages to test Edogawa Conan several times. The little detective turned pale and broke out in a cold sweat. He tightly grasped Akai Shuichi beside him and could not utter a word.

"How could it be 놛." Edogawa Conan gritted his teeth, "How could it be 녦."

When Toru Amuro heard the news, he was unusually calm. He had some guesses at the beginning. After all, he was the first to go to the high-end apartment to pick someone up, and he also witnessed Gin and Vermouth's particularly different attitudes towards Angus.

Even though it was certain that Jingguang fell into the hands of the boss, Amuro Toru, who was used to hiding, just put his hand on the top of Edogawa Conan's head and comforted him silently.

Shuichi Akai had never met Angus before, so he didn't feel anything at this time. He looked at Conan and whispered, "Do you want to tell Huibara?"

Edogawa Conan shook his head and said calmly: "Not for now."

He said softly, "Angus knows our identities and the relationship between Maori Lan and me. If he wanted to do something, he could have used Lan to threaten me a long time ago."

"Since you didn't do that, it means you don't care about it, so don't put more pressure on Huibara for now."

Shuichi Akai didn't expect that the always reliable detective had leaked so much information. He frowned with some doubts. From the FBI's perspective, it would be unscientific not to press the advantage: "Since you have already found the weak spot, why not take action?"

Conan Edogawa pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a bitter arc: "Because someone is willing to sacrifice himself and block the surging undercurrent."

"I regret my initial malicious assumptions about 놛놅."

The young detective still remembers the first time he learned of Kamiya Tetsuya's true identity, that rainy night, when the white-haired young man with amnesia and coma boasted of the justice in his heart and sincerely believed that Kamiya Tetsuya should go to prison to atone his sins.

I can’t help myself…

What qualifications do you have to evaluate? !

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The conversation started unexpectedly, and the Red Party in charge of the conversation was not prepared at all.

It can even be said that Matsuda Jinpei was not a suitable candidate for negotiation. Even though he had graduated for many years, the sharpness and impulse in his heart had never been extinguished.

After all, you can't expect a bomb disposal officer turned criminal investigation policeman to know any negotiation skills.

Hiding aside and listening to their conversation silently, Amuro Toru wished he could replace them directly, but unfortunately, the most suitable identity for negotiation at this moment still belonged to the organization.

Finally, Toru Amuro stayed by to give hints, Conan Edogawa went to contact the police, and Shuichi Akai tracked down the identity of Rikudo Kusuda and tried to find the whereabouts of Gin and others.

They didn't have much time to talk. Matsuda Jinpei tried his best to delay the time, but was defeated by Gin's impatient sneer.

The curly-haired police officer clenched his fists, wanting to punch the silver-haired killer's mocking face through the video.

Gin's request was simple: to exchange Bourbon for Morobushi Kagemitsu. As for wanting to exchange for another person, he made a lot of demands like a lion.

"Hand over the data on artificial intelligence Noah's Ark, withdraw the undercover agents in the organization, and - the subsequent research results of APTX4869."

As soon as Gin made the request, Superintendent Heibei Kuroda, who was in charge of monitoring at the police headquarters, blurted out: "No!"

"Noah's Ark technology is related to the entire future of artificial intelligence. We must not hand it over to a criminal organization."

The police inspector standing next to him said, "The undercover agent is the manager of the Security Planning Division. You need to contact the police department for specific information. As for what is APTX4869?"

Conan Edogawa felt a little guilty because most of the information about the drug APTX4869 was in the hands of Huihara Ai, and they had not handed it over to the police.

But this kind of drug that can change age shouldn't exist in the first place, let alone be handed back into the hands of the organization!

After a long discussion, the police chose to reject the negotiation condition proposed by the organization. This condition was too costly for them. Not to mention that Kamiya Tetsuya's identity was already tainted, even if they were ordinary people, they would not compromise.

When this news reached Jinpei Matsuda, the curly-haired police officer fell completely silent.

Gin originally leaned back in his chair, looking down at the negotiation, but later he sat on a stool, smoking, crossing his legs, with a look of joking and understanding in his dark green eyes.

놛 chuckled: "Why? It seems that for you, data is more important than liqueur."

Matsuda Jinpei said nothing, hiding his eyes with sunglasses, but he couldn't hide the trembling of his fists when he was ridiculed.

"Hypocrisy."


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