On the rooftop of a building near Hanyu Nan's villa, Conan and Hattori Heiji were observing the nearby streets through binoculars under the scorching sun.
"Kudo, we can't just keep waiting like this!" Hattori Heiji took off his beloved baseball cap, wiped the sweat from his brow, and couldn't help but complain, "It's been several days, and there's still no sign of anything happening."
This is 39°C!
He felt like he was being roasted on a fire, and he was afraid that if he kept waiting like this, he would die of heatstroke before the organization even arrived.
"There's no other way. The organization is too cautious. We can't find a single clue, so we can only resort to this clumsy method."
Listening to Hattori's complaints, Conan also put down his binoculars, his face full of worry.
They've been lying in wait here for days, from dawn till dusk, braving the scorching sun and high temperatures, just to find any trace of the organization.
However, so far, they have gained nothing.
Hattori Heiji sighed and put his hat back on his head, trying to block out some of the sunlight.
But soon he felt unbearably hot and took off his hat again.
The reason they were lying in wait here was because they had learned from Conan's father that the reason the organization was making such a big fuss was to eliminate a traitor.
The traitor was an FBI agent.
This traitor is clearly very important to the organization; otherwise, they wouldn't have sent so many experts to carry out the mission.
Conan and Heiji Hattori hope to use this opportunity to find more clues about the organization and bring it all down.
The only pity was that they didn't know the agent's name, only that he was likely to appear near Yuzuru Nan's villa.
So they had no choice but to wait.
"Hopefully your dad's information isn't wrong!"
"Don't worry, it absolutely won't go wrong!"
Conan is quite confident about this.
This information came from an FBI insider, so there's absolutely no way it could be wrong.
However, Conan was unaware that his father had spent a fortune to obtain this information.
...
Because he was worried that something might happen to his only son, Naru, Yusaku Kudo invited one of his friends who worked for the FBI to dinner.
The atmosphere at the meal was initially quite harmonious, and the two chatted very happily. However, when Kudo Yusaku asked to know the latest news about the organization in Beika, the other party looked hesitant and was not very willing to talk about it.
Left with no other option, Kudo Yu had to resort to the "money magic" for his son's safety. After all, money talks.
After offering the other person a bank card, they said they didn't want it, but their hands didn't stop moving. After all, who turns down money these days?
After putting the bank card away, the other party immediately sold out the FBI completely, telling Kudo Yusaku everything he knew.
That's why Conan and Heiji Hattori played a squatting game during the hottest days of summer.
...
In the restroom of Poirot Cafe.
Amuro Tooru, who had just received Gin's order to rush to the scene, instantly became extremely serious after hanging up the phone and immediately dialed the Japanese public relations department.
"Yes, the organization is about to make its move. Are our people ready? This is a golden opportunity for us!"
Given the scale of the operation orchestrated by the FBI and the organization, it's no surprise that the Japanese Public Security Bureau, being no pushovers, was completely unprepared.
After hearing the reply from the other end of the phone that everything was ready, Amuro Tooru's tense body relaxed slightly, and he let out a long breath.
Then another thought occurred to me, "What about those FBI intelligence agents?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a reply: "Our primary objective is to destroy the organization; everything else can wait. Engaging in conflict with the FBI now will only cause more trouble."
"Alright then!" Amuro Tooru hesitated for a moment, but could only reluctantly agree to his superior's words.
Although he was furious that the FBI and other organizations were using his beloved country as a battlefield and manipulating it at will, he had to consider the bigger picture.
The FBI, or rather the immense power behind the FBI, is currently beyond their ability to provoke.
"Akai Shuichi..."
As Amuro Tooru drove towards Beika Town, his expression became somewhat complicated after recalling the name of the target Gin had told him about this time.
...
On Mihana Street, a brand-new Porsche 356a is parked next to a building.
"Are Chianti and Cohen in position yet?"
Gin, who was resting with his eyes closed in the passenger seat, suddenly asked a question.
"Huh?" Vodka, who was enthusiastically testing the new car's steering wheel, was taken aback at first, then quickly said, "They're all ready, just waiting for Shuichi Akai to appear."
"Oh…"
Gin sneered, about to make a sarcastic remark about Shuichi Akai, when his eyes suddenly caught Vodka straining the steering wheel of his beloved car, and his brows furrowed.
His previous classic car was turned into a metal ball by that big shot.
This new car was painstakingly scraped together from the money he had saved for rebuilding the Mihua base after working tirelessly on missions lately.
"Let's go!"
Gin couldn't stand it anymore, so he opened the car door and got out.
"Boss, wait for me!" Vodka saw this and hurriedly followed.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
