If it were dark, I could still mess around, this incandescent light is still on——

My heart suddenly rose to my throat.

At the same time, I wasn't the only one who was nervous. Just when I was about to take the initiative, the ambiguous voice suddenly stopped, and then I heard the sound of machinery.

"Who?!" Nishimura Kusaka shouted loudly.

But the door didn't slow down, and the door opened towards me. The man stepped half a foot in, and I even met his eyes. He didn't hide his surprise, and his mouth seemed to be about to open.

At this moment, accompanied by a gunshot and Nishimura's unfinished "wait", a bullet pierced through his neck that had just been exposed, and blood gushed out immediately.

What’s interesting is that the person who was hit in the neck did not die immediately. His instinct for survival made him press the wound on his neck tightly, and then he took two steps forward in the direction where he saw me at first sight.

However, the wound in this position was too fatal. Even the accident when Ms. Keiko resisted earlier had injured her to such an extent, and this professional shooting could not support what he said or did.

After only a few steps, he bumped into the nearest bookshelf.

Good opportunity!

My hands loosened, and the sound of the documents falling and his body hitting each other merged together, followed by the whole bookshelf shaking violently a few times.

Taking this opportunity, I took a few steps back and hid myself in the shadow of the bookshelf.

"What are you doing!" Nishimura Kusaka hurried to the door with heavy footsteps, but the man who pushed the door open was already dead, with only his bulging eyes like goldfish left, looking very creepy. "This is someone who worked for Barcelo's family. Why did you kill him? Don't you know how much trouble this will cause?"

As he spoke, Nishimura Kusaka became excited. Through the gaps in the documents, I saw his anxious look, he couldn't help dancing and pacing back and forth in a small space.

"Okay, it's already been done. If it's difficult, just sell me to your organization. I won't blame you." The woman's voice was full of stickiness, and she walked towards Nishimura step by step, but I could clearly feel the murderous intent in it.

I think if Nishimura dared to show even the slightest sign of betraying this woman, the next bullet would definitely go straight through his head.

"Who are you selling it to? Gin?" Nishimura said sarcastically. "Humph, if that bastard Gin really finds out, I won't be the first one to die."

Gin? Hot item?

You'd better have the guts to say that to Gin's face.

Do you think you can just mock me, the boss of the winery?

"That's right. You and I are now grasshoppers on the same rope, so not a single detail of our meeting can be leaked out." The woman's tone slowed down.

The muscles in my legs were tense, and I squatted half-crouched on the ground, holding the edge of the bookshelf with my fingers, ready to move or attack at any time.

"Tsk, you shouldn't have hit him in the neck. There's so much blood. How are we going to clean it up now?" Nishimura rubbed his forehead irritably, then bent down to look at the man's body. "This card... is indeed Barcelo's card. Without the supervisor's authorization at night, these little shrimps can't come in."

"So, either Barcelo asked him to do something, or he stole Barcelo's card?" The woman guessed, "It doesn't matter which side it is. Your relationship with Barcelo was bad to begin with, and now that this has happened, he will find a way to throw dirty water on you no matter what."

"Even if he can throw dirty water, it depends on whether he has the ability to do so!" Nishimura's tone was not so firm when he spoke, and he seemed to be strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

I was not the only one who felt this way; the woman also sensed Nishimura's guilt.

She leaned against the bookshelf gently. "Of course, Barcelo, that bastard, is nothing to worry about, but now is the cusp of the storm. If it gets out, with Gin's methods, he would rather kill the wrong person than let him go. Do you still have a chance to survive?"

"Stop keeping us in suspense and just tell me what to do!" Nishimura became even more anxious after hearing the woman's words. It was already early morning and it would only take a few hours for someone to come again.

The man just fell in a pool of blood, which not only stained the carpet red, but also stained the paper documents. If they wanted to clean it all up, it would not be a problem that the two of them could solve in just a few hours.

Moreover, I absolutely cannot let them drag on like this. If I wait until daybreak, I will be in trouble. It will be extremely difficult to slip away without anyone noticing then.

"Isn't it simple? Since something happened in another branch, no one will suspect you if something happens here. Anyway..." The woman leaned on Nishimura and made circles on him. "Can't we get what we want today?"

She finished her words and stopped talking. Nishimura was obviously struggling internally, and he fell silent with a knot in his heart.

Need to get something?

Are these the data they were looking for just now? My hand gently touched the micro camera in my inner pocket. I kept a record of all the data they took out.

Due to language barriers and professional barriers, I am currently unable to interpret the above content.

"Last time it was Gin who was impatient, what excuse are you going to find this time? Are you going to put a hoodlum on this kid?" Nishimura stood up, tiptoed to the corpse and said with some disdain, "That's easy for you to say. I think it would be better to let you guys take over directly. After all, it won't be difficult for you to find a scapegoat when the time comes, right?"

Although I couldn't see it, I felt that the woman must have rolled her eyes.

"There's no need to take that risk. You know who my boss is. But - do you know why Gin didn't even withdraw the data and rushed to deal with the Third Research Division?" The woman raised her voice and lowered it. Seeing that Nishimura didn't intend to answer, she continued to talk on her own, "It was because someone betrayed your organization. At that time, the FBI was on standby a street away. If it wasn't dealt with urgently that night, I'm afraid that if it was a few hours later, everything would be over. He should also take responsibility."

Was the FBI there that night?

I thought about it carefully. After I came out of the fire, I deliberately avoided people - no one should have noticed me.

And that is——

How come he is a traitor again?

Gin is going to deal with the traitor again?

Poor boss of the winery, he has to run around every day on such tasks that make people doubt the organization's character.

To be honest, if there were one or two traitors, it might be the traitors' problem. But now there are so many traitors. Has the winery reflected on the fact that there might be problems on its side?

"However, it's not entirely correct to say that it was Gin's emergency response. It was indeed Gin who dealt with the traitor, but the explosion was not Gin's doing. Someone else helped him deal with it."

The first thing that came to my mind when I heard the woman's words was the person who appeared outside the burning building. That person must have been the first person I met after coming to this world. I was hiding in the dark at the time, and because I was almost discovered, I didn't see the person's face clearly, I could only vaguely recognize his figure.

"The others...your people?" Nishimura helped me ask the question I wanted to know most right now.

The woman also answered all questions, and nodded slightly with her chin raised. "That person did it himself. Since that big incident nine years ago, that person hasn't done it himself for a long time. Can you guess why this time?"

Nine years ago...

I pondered the timeline of the Conan universe——

Why do I feel like I have absolutely no idea?

"You don't even know about Black Widow, so how would I know? Don't keep me in suspense!" Nishimura was annoyed by the questioning. Or maybe he hadn't recovered from the gunshot just now. "Anyway, it's nothing more than something that happened nine years ago, or it's related to his good son."

Nishimura's words reminded me of "Black Widow" - a name that appeared in the video. It was nine years ago, so it was totally consistent with the time.

Could it be that the incident involving Mr. C mentioned in the video was the last thing Black Widow did "personally"?

It must be a very important thing to be mentioned after all these years. Adding the FBI that was just mentioned, I can't help but think of Akai's family.

But because I was not familiar with their family's timeline, I couldn't connect it with the timeline of "nine years ago" for a while.

But one thing is certain, if the person Halsey saw in the United States before was really the Black Widow, that is, he urgently dealt with the matter of the Third Branch there, then was the fact that I jumped from the building openly at that time discovered?

If I found out, what kind of situation would I be in now?

"No one would care more about the experimental results of the Third Research Department than Black Widow, right? That person treated his stupid son as a treasure, and he has been dead for so many years... Black Widow is still like a leek to be cut by others?" The woman's voice couldn't help but carry a trace of disdain, and a trace of truth, "If you are tied up by this kind of thing, you might as well give me the code name earlier."

Son?

What is the research content of the Third Research Institute?

I touched the lines on my skull and saw the brain test. Could it be that Black Widow's son is brain dead?

Or, it may simply involve the idea of ​​the resurrection of the dead.

I think this is where the winery and the zoo are most similar.

Since the zoo itself also has related goals, and Black Widow is now focusing on the winery, does this mean that at least in this aspect of cooperation, the winery's research has an advantage, I guess.

"Okay, if you can beat Black Widow, you don't have to cooperate with me." Nishimura obviously didn't want to listen to the woman anymore, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Are you saying this to put the blame on Black Widow? She won't admit it."

"Of course I'm not pushing it to him. It's just that we have this precedent of emergency handling." The woman took out a box of matches from her pocket. With a light sound, the flame burned and lit a thin cigarette at her lips. "I will handle Barcelo myself. He is not clean. You just need to find a way to drag him out. The plan in Curacao is progressing very smoothly. When the time comes, just add his name. The rest of the matter can be left to Gin's team to handle."

Curacao - Is this already Gin's nightmare?

I thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but think that if Gin was added to the list of undercover agents in Curacao, the scene would be very interesting.

I imagined such a ridiculous thing, and my slightly relaxed nerves made my breathing heavier. I swear, I said heavier breathing, but in fact it was just a return to my normal breathing feeling, and it really only made a little sound!

"who!"