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"Gray, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Huibara shook her head, but she couldn't help thinking in her heart.
That man must be Grappa.
Her instinct told her so.
If she hadn't known that Grappa would also appear at the scene, she wouldn't have been sure. Even though his facial features didn't change much, his overly dangerous temperament prevented her from immediately thinking of Grappa. After all, she had never seen Grappa perform a mission, and the few times she had seen him in the laboratory, he had restrained his aggression, like a lab mouse at the mercy of others. If she hadn't heard that he once went berserk and almost killed Murakami, it would really make people feel powerless. However, after cooperating with her in the later period, he put away his edges. Therefore, even if she knew the various rumors about Grappa in the organization, it was sometimes difficult for her to apply them to the man she knew.
Does he also have a mission... Thinking of what Gin said that she had just eavesdropped on, Haibara Ai was a little uncertain, but Pisco's matter was more important at the moment.
"Have you determined who Pisco's mission target is?" Huihara Ai looked at the detective and asked.
"The person Gin mentioned on the phone who will arrive around six o'clock is also the person the police are eager to arrest tomorrow. It can only be the guy surrounded by a group of reporters at the door." Conan looked at the target and said calmly.
"So he is the politician who is suspected of accepting bribes." Huibara Ai had heard something about it.
"Since Gin said that he would silence her before he was caught, it means that he is also a member of the organization."
"I don't know about that. The truth will be revealed after he is arrested."
As the words fell, a familiar person suddenly appeared at the door. It was Inspector Megure from the Metropolitan Police Department. Obviously, Conan had called him.
OK, nothing has changed about this.
Noel stood in the corner and thought silently that although it was a bit unexpected to be recognized by Shirley, the plot had not changed much at present.
By the way, how did Shirley recognize me? Although this guy looks handsome, he doesn't look like Natsukawa Sora. Could it be the legendary organization Radar? This is too scary.
Noel swallowed the last piece of cake with a lingering fear and put down the plate. At this time, someone at the host desk picked up the microphone and began to introduce:
"Dear guests, let's now enjoy these few slides that Director Jiujuan kept but never released to the world during his lifetime..."
It turns out that the deceased was called Sakejuan. The food wasn’t very tasty. I hope to see you again next time.
The lights dimmed and a slide show began to play on the stage. Noel quietly made his way through the crowd and approached a photographer.
"Bang——"
There was a loud noise and the crowd began to stir. Noel quickly approached the camera and took away the memory card with his nimble fingers in the darkness. Then he went to the bathroom away from the cameraman and the scene of the accident before the lights came on.
Just like the plot, the photographer captured the moment when Pisco fired the gun, and the memory card that Noel got contained this photo. So smoothly, Noel simply operated and posted this photo on major platforms, and the poster was Ikaros.
It was almost time. Noel waited for five minutes, then couldn't wait to call Gin.
On the rooftop, Gin, who was waiting for Shirley to climb up, suddenly received a call from Grappa. He didn't want to answer the call at all, but saw a text message from the other party afterwards.
/Gin, you've got yourself into big trouble. /
Although Grappa has always been at odds with Gin, he would not lie at critical moments, so Gin still answered the phone, and Grappa's gloating voice immediately came over.
"Gin, hahahahaha you also have this day."
Gin frowned and said impatiently, "What do you want to say?"
"Didn't you check your phone? It's already trending on the search list."
Gin had a bad feeling after hearing that, and then he heard the other party say, "The code name is Pisco, right? The killing scene was filmed very clearly, so brave. If the intelligence department hadn't recognized him, I really wouldn't have known that such a high-profile person was actually from our organization. We should have met him earlier..."
Gin couldn't bear to listen to Grappa's subsequent words. He immediately realized that the problem was very serious. The way the codenamed member killed people became a hot topic, which was a slap in the face for the organization that always acted in a low-key manner. Pisco must be destroyed immediately!
Gin glanced at the cigarette holder coldly, and when he found that Shirley did not come up, he could only grit his teeth and turn away.
Shirley, you're lucky this time.
However, the phone rang again, and the caller was... BOSS.
———
/Grappa, take out the Pisco. /
Looking at the letter on his phone, Noel couldn't help but smile, realizing that his goal had been achieved.
I never thought that Gin, now that big trash seems to trust me more than you. If this continues, will the organization's ace killer be gradually alienated and eventually become a homeless dog? That would be very interesting.
Then, it's time to complete your own work. Pisco would be a very suitable prey.
———
"Haibara, what's the situation over there?" Conan kept contacting the other party while quickly heading to the address where Haibara was that he had already deduced, his tone full of anxiety, until the other party finally responded.
"Gin... Gin is on the rooftop." Huihara Ai stumbled to the ground and said simply, "I just climbed up and heard Gin's voice."
"How are you now!"
"I let go in a hurry and now I'm back in the room."
"You're not hurt?"
"It's okay, just a scratch." Haibara Ai struggled to stand up, but found that her body began to hurt severely. She soon fell to the ground again. Her consciousness began to blur and even the communication equipment fell to the side.
"Haibara!" Conan shouted anxiously, but he found a harsh sound coming from the other side, and the equipment was destroyed!
Cursing inwardly, Conan quickly ran up the stairs, praying that he could catch up.
“It’s amazing.”
Huihara Ai raised her head reluctantly. The man in black slowly approached her and said, "You were still very young at that time. You probably don't remember me."
"But your parents, who are scientists, are very close to me." The man slowly squatted down, looked at the gradually shrinking Huiyuan Ai, and chuckled:
"In fact, I have been familiar with the drug I developed for a long time."
"Who are you?" Huibara Ai asked reluctantly, even though she already had a guess in her heart.
"But I didn't realize you had progressed to this stage."
"If your parents who died in an accident knew about this, they would be very relieved. But an order is an order after all, and I had no choice, Shiho."
The other party slowly took out a gun and pointed it at Haibara Ai's head.
"Is the show over, Mr. Masuyama?" A voice came from the side, and the man in black turned his head.
"It would be more appropriate to call you Pisco."
Conan hid in the corner and slowly called out the other party's code name using a voice changer.
Pisco immediately became alert. Compared to the helpless Haibara Ai, the mysterious man hiding in the corner made him more wary.
Conan calmly used a voice changer to tell the other party's tricks to delay time, and Pisco gradually determined the location of the sound. He fired without hesitation, and the wooden box broke and the mellow wine flowed out, but the sound continued:
"As for why Councillor Tunkou walked under the art light, it was because the floor directly below was painted with fluorescent paint..."
Pisco immediately checked the box and found a communicator inside.
"I think you must be threatening him..."
Conan's reasoning continued on the communicator, while Pisco looked around trying to find out who the mysterious man Jingjing was. At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. This situation was beyond everyone's expectations, and Conan stopped reasoning. For a moment, the room was extremely quiet, with only the rhythmic knocking sound.
"Who is it!" Pisco shouted, he was already extremely nervous because of the reasoning just now.
"Pisco, are you there?"
A deep male voice came from outside the door, asking politely, but with an affirmative tone, apparently he was quite sure that Pisco was inside.
"Who are you!"
Pisco immediately questioned, he suspected that the other party was an accomplice of Miyano Shiho and the mysterious man just now.
"Your colleague, Grappa, please open the door."
The person on the other end seemed a little impatient, and his tone started to sound impatient.
"Grappa, what are you doing here?!" Pisco asked with some confusion. He did not suspect that someone was impersonating Grappa, but why did the other person appear here?
"Of course I'm here to carry out a mission!" The knocking on the door outside gradually became louder, making Pisco nervous. As a code member of the organization, he was more aware of how terrifying the other party was. He didn't dare to open the door until he was sure of the other party's intention.
"I haven't received any relevant orders." Pisco said calmly.
"It's okay, I just know it." The knocking on the door suddenly stopped, and the other side left these words, and then it became quiet.
"Bang——"
The door was pushed open, and a man in a black suit rushed in at lightning speed, grabbed Pisco's jaw with one hand, and pushed him against the wall.
Pisco had no power to resist and could only struggle desperately. He didn't understand why the other side attacked him, when the target was not him, but...
His lower jaw was almost crushed and he couldn't open his mouth at all. Pisco tried hard to glance to the side where Shirley was, but found that there was no one there.
When?!
"Oh, are you distracted? Pisco." The man asked softly, but the other party was completely unable to speak. He just struggled in vain, trying to indicate that the target was on the side and not himself. He tried desperately to break free, but there was no possibility at all under the complete suppression of Grappa's power. It was futile, like a mouse under the claws of a cat.
"Anyway, I'm here to inform you that I'm sorry to hear that you've been abandoned by the organization. Go and die in peace."
The man's tone seemed very happy, and then, under the other's desperate gaze, he slowly strangled Pisco's neck with his other hand.