“The buffet at this hotel is pretty good!”
At the table by the window, Conan forked a lobster ball and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes shining:
"I always thought that the breakfasts provided by hotels were not tasty. When I went out with my uncles before, only the breakfasts we had when we stayed in B&Bs were more to my liking, the others were not good."
“That’s it!”
Kidd expanded:
"Don't you see who picked this restaurant? How can I recommend it to you if it's not delicious? It's absolutely good value for money!"
"Come on, this is probably the hotel you stumbled across when you were committing a crime before. Next time if you dare to come to Saitama to steal something, remember to change hotels, or I will catch you red-handed!"
"...Are you being a bit ungrateful? Nominally speaking, we are still partners in the same alliance..."
"This is called keeping things separate!"
Conan chewed a sliced cucumber and said:
"I'm a detective, and you're a thief! It's only natural for a detective to catch thieves! If you don't want to be caught, don't steal! I'm very tolerant, and as long as you don't go back to your old ways... I won't hold a grudge against you for what happened in the past."
“I’m back to my old job…”
With a twitch of his mouth, Kidd said with some amusement:
"I've never retired from the business, so how can I say I'm going back to my old ways? You really should go back to elementary school to improve your language skills."
"What did you say?!"
"You can't win the argument, so you just get angry, right? Fine, if you don't agree, come out and fight me in a one-on-one duel!"
The residents around all looked at him in surprise. They could never have imagined that someone could start a quarrel just over a simple breakfast. The key problem was the long-standing grudges that had not been resolved... the aftermath of the disaster.
The relationship between Kidd and Conan is like a warehouse full of gunpowder barrels. It will explode as long as a spark falls. But no one can tell when this spark will fall. Maybe it will be tomorrow, or maybe it will never happen.
jingle!
【You have a new text message】
Sakaki Makoto, who had no intention of paying any attention to the Corgi, took out his cell phone while drinking miso soup, tapped the screen twice, called up the text messages, glanced at it, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
[It is expected that at 1:03 pm today, Kiel will take Domon Yasuki to the north side of the hot spring in the center of Haido Park. The coordinates are longitude 139°46, latitude 35°42. Those who receive the text message will follow the following plan...Except Suzi, everyone else will arrive at the underground parking lot of Haido Hotel at 12:00 noon. Gather and wait. GIN]
"Who sent the text message?"
Miss Miyano, who was eating a bun, looked up and saw her boyfriend staring at the screen motionlessly. She immediately realized that something had happened:
“Is it a mission plan?”
"That's right."
Sakaki Makoto passed the phone to Hattori Heiji who was sitting next to him and replied:
"It seems that the Boss has finally finalized the action plan. I didn't expect him to be so slow..."
"After all, older people react slower than younger people."
Miss Miyano is not interested in when the Boss will finalize the plan:
"Is there any discrepancy between the content of this operation and what Gin said before?"
“No, mostly, but…”
With a frown on his face, Sakaki Makoto pondered:
"The action plan sent by Gin only has Plan A. The participants are me, Chianti, Cohen, and Kiel. As for the movements of Gin himself and Vermouth and others, there is no mention of a word."
"How cautious! Maybe the boss has a deeper plan. You who are responsible for executing Plan A are the bait in public, while they are going to do something secretly... What is your part?"
"Create a sniper environment and cover Kiel's retreat after the shooting."
"Is it that simple?"
“It’s that simple.”
Not only Miss Miyano, but even Makoto Sakaki was amazed by this. In theory, his mission should be the easiest. Creating such an illusory sniping environment depends entirely on one's own efforts. To put it bluntly, it's okay to be lazy. As for covering Kiel's retreat...
Sakaki Makoto didn't think it was necessary, with the strength that Kiel had inadvertently shown, she could definitely take care of herself.
"I see...."
After reading the text message, Conan returned the phone to Sakaki Makoto and said thoughtfully:
"It seems that the Boss hasn't changed the plan too much. Should we still follow the original plan?"
"Well, it would be best if we could take this opportunity to weaken the FBI. Ever since your father helped them, the FBI has gradually shown a tendency to crush the Black Organization in some ways. And their creation of the fake identity of Okiya Subaru is a little puzzling to me..."
Sakaki Makoto nodded:
"Anyway, it's always a good idea to fuck him first."
Ever since he got the list of spies, Makoto Sakaki knew what the situation was like inside the Black Organization.
No wonder Gin tossed and turned all day and night, unable to sleep. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to sleep either. I guess the only one who could sleep so soundly is a heartless fool like Vodka.
"What about Domon Yasuteru?"
Hattori Heiji asked:
"Isn't he planning to gather a group of Self-Defense Forces to raid the Black Organization and the FBI? If we leave it alone, I'm afraid something big will happen..."
"It shouldn't be for a while."
Stroking his chin, Sakaki Makoto estimated:
"Judging from the appearance and preparations made by the Black Organization and the FBI, the scale of this operation must be quite large. I'm afraid both sides will send out their best troops. Although the Self-Defense Forces are composed of military personnel, the FBI is no pushover. On the other hand, the Black Organization is a group of scattered soldiers with varying qualities. The only ones who can be called elite are Gin and his gang. Compared with the three parties, the Black Organization is the most disadvantaged. Therefore... the Self-Defense Forces led by Yasuki Domon will definitely focus on the FBI. This is our chance!"
"well...."
Conan suddenly sighed, holding his chin with a melancholy look on his face:
"How can it be considered an assassination when the incident is so serious? It's clearly a terrorist attack!"
"If we really talk about terrorist attacks, the forces behind the FBI are probably the most unforgivable. They still have a base in Yokohama. This is their specialty. Don't be too sympathetic. Some people don't deserve sympathy."
"Didn't you call for help?"
Kidd said:
"How many people will Ishikawa Hide bring today?"
"Not many, maybe a dozen or so."
“Isn’t that enough?!”
"Compared to the FBI and Domon Yasuteru, there aren't many."
"More specifically, what are you going to do?"
Everyone focused their attention on Sakaki Makoto. He had been vague and unclear about this matter before, but now the war was about to begin, he couldn't keep it secret any longer!
I should think about it...
“It’s very simple.”
Sakaki Makoto leaned back, crossed his legs, and said calmly:
"We are outnumbered and should not initiate an attack. So we should wait and see after they start to attack, then seize the opportunity to attack and surprise everyone!"
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