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Noel refused, and his refusal was very firm. After getting what he wanted, he decisively chose to turn around and leave.

Having Shuichi Akai by his side, even if his fighting power was indeed very beneficial to what he wanted to do next, but thinking of his difficult personality and extremely sharp observation skills, he felt as if his underwear was being stripped off and thrown onto the street to be watched by everyone.

What's more, Shuichi Akai knows too much. Although the purpose of keeping Mizuno Renna by his side is to need a helper, the more important thing is that Noel is going to achieve some small goals by misleading the CIA behind Mizuno Renna. But the FBI doesn't have someone like Shuichi Akai who knows him well, so it's a bit troublesome to mislead, and it may even have some counterproductive effects. He really doesn't want anything to happen at the last moment. Just thinking about it makes him tired.

In short, there are advantages, but there are too many disadvantages, so Noel decisively gave up, left Akai Shuichi there, and drove to the nearest place where he lived.

This is the so-called BOSS's yard, a little-known lair hidden in the suburbs of Tokyo.

"Is the boss here?"

Noel parked the car in the outer yard area. When he got out of the car, he saw a servant in black coming over. After hearing Noel's question, he slowly replied:

"In the hall, Master Grappa."

He was bending down so low that his face could not be seen clearly. Even if one could see clearly, he looked expressionless. However, after hearing the answer, Noel did not turn around and leave immediately. Instead, he stood there. The servant who could only wait with his head down naturally did not know that Noel was looking at him with a complicated look. However, it did not last long before Noel withdrew his gaze and said:

"Help me clean up the room, but I probably won't be living there anymore."

Noel seemed to be just saying it casually. He did not explain why he was not there. The servant did not need Noel to explain why he was not there. He was just a servant. He nodded and followed the order. Then he heard the other party say: "So if you pick up something and it is useless, just throw it away."

The servant nodded and left. Noel took another look and turned to walk towards the hall where the boss was.

"Grappa, you're here." The man who was working on documents at the table smiled gently when he saw the newcomer and said, "How's your rest recently?"

It sounded like they had given him some rest time... Noel rolled his eyes in his mind, but said skillfully, "Boss, I can follow your orders at any time."

Obviously, the boss was quite satisfied with this answer, but then he stopped smiling, looked at the information in his hand and snorted, "I have already punished Gin. It was a bit negligent that he didn't find such a big rat."

Of course, Noel was not stupid enough to respond, he just listened quietly.

"The intelligence department didn't even find out the origin of the rat. They just said it was a suspected police undercover. It's useless."

This was naturally Noel's doing. The culprit was half-kneeling beside him, listening with his head down, his expression completely meek.

Obviously, Big Trash was really angry. His usual calm look was replaced by a furious expression, and his dark eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty. As the boss of an organization, no matter how gentle he appeared, he was still a ruthless man who had climbed up in the bloody storm.

"A Mizuki Naruto has been hiding for so long without being discovered. It seems that it is time for the organization to clean up."

For someone as suspicious as Da Laji, seeing a cockroach is like saying that there are already a group of cockroaches in the house. If the undercover agent Mizunoshi Renna has been in the organization for so many years without being discovered, then are there other undercover agents who have not been discovered? If so, then Gin, the senior executive who is specifically responsible for cleaning out undercover agents, is worthy of suspicion. It is not about doubting his loyalty to the organization, but his ability to detect undercover agents.

Of course, we also know that this is something we have to doubt.

So, in the upper layer besides gin, rum was just finished and it was inconvenient, vermouth was not suitable, and bourbon had just taken office and its foundation was unstable. The man looked at Grappa who was half-kneeling beside him. The other party was only wearing a black shirt today, and his slightly long hair was tied up. As the other party lowered his head, it slid down to his chest and hung down, revealing his white neck, like the most docile animal.

But this is impossible.

The man watched the video recorded by Gin's camera and saw Grappa with a crazy look on his face and a smile as he broke Gil's neck. He was not surprised by his mad dog-like behavior. Or it should be said that this was the right thing to do. Apart from his physical condition, Grappa's mental state had never been very good. He would probably be forced to be hospitalized if he was thrown into a psychiatric department. His morbid loyalty to him was obviously not caused by ordinary logic. This weapon, with at least half of its brain and body broken, was very handy at certain moments.

"Grappa," the man called out, and the other raised his head. His gray-green eyes were full of restrained dependence, which made the man bend down and pat the other with satisfaction, and then continued:

"I need you to help me check them thoroughly and find out all the undercover agents."

At this point, the man's tone was somewhat vicious, and he said coldly: "If you find any problems, just kill them."

This is a right that once belonged to gin and now belongs to grappa.

"A thorough investigation?"

Noel repeated as if he didn't understand.

"I want you to check everyone in every base." The man looked at his subordinate who was gradually becoming aware of the situation, nodded and said with satisfaction: "I know you are not stupid, Grappa."

Every base, with the organization's power distribution across several continents, is a very rare word. If Grappa can check each one thoroughly, it means that he can unexpectedly understand all the power distribution of the organization clearly, which is something that other senior executives do not have. The BOSS knows what this means, and he also needs to let the other party know.

"I trust you very much," the boss said as he slowly pulled Noel up and let him stand in front of him. Noel just cooperated with the force, leaning his head slightly, and did not look at the other person.

"Since you took the initiative to discover the problem with Keel and reported it to me with clear evidence, please help me check the others."

At this point, the man reached out and lifted Noel's hair in front of her, revealing the silver ear bone ring. The cold metallic luster tightly wrapped around the tip of her ear, flashing a chill.

"I need you to keep in touch with me throughout the process so that I can personally see how many rats have entered the back garden."

Obviously, the phrase "full contact" should not only be a friendly phrase like "full reporting". Noel understood that it might be something like full monitoring and surveillance. However, this was exactly what Noel wanted.

Big Trash's meaning was very clear. A guy like him with such a desire for control and suspicion would naturally not allow a subordinate to have the same right to explore all bases as himself. However, with Big Trash's fear of death, it is impossible for him to go to explore by himself. So Grapa, who had always been used as a weapon, naturally came in handy. It was basically equivalent to the role of a stand, and at the same time had a strong fighting value.

Although grappa and gin are equally powerful, gin is truly a high-level person with his own dignity and will, but grappa does not need to consider the possibility of rejection and is a very qualified assassin.

Really... I've finally waited for it.

Noel quietly suppressed his joy and intercepted interference information many times, causing Rum to make mistakes and Bourbon to take the position, which deepened the impression that Gin's ability was declining. In addition, the "undercover" that was constantly cleared out, especially Gil, who was determined to expose his undercover identity even if it ruined the plot, made this extremely controlling and suspicious BOSS finally unable to bear it. This time, the cleansing of the organization carried out by Grappa became a natural thing.

In fact, if Big Trash had not proposed this plan even then, Noel even wanted to throw out Amuro Toru. Fortunately, Big Trash's patience was not stronger than imagined. Or maybe it was because those people who were instigated by the White Alliance also attracted Big Trash's attention, making him realize that the organization must be strictly cleaned up.

All in all, both of them were very satisfied this time.

"In that case, you set off tonight."

Obviously, this plan was not proposed on the spur of the moment, but was merely a temporary notification to Grappa.

"Yes, Boss."

Noel ended the scene and turned to walk to the next stage.

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Akemi Miyano opened the door of the basement and walked to her flower shop. The flowers in the shop were blooming beautifully under her careful care, but at this time there was an uninvited guest.

"Conan?"

Miyano Akemi looked a little surprised, but she greeted him with a smile.

"Ms. Yuki... no, Ms. Akemi?" Conan's eyes gleamed slightly in the sunlight, and he asked seriously and affirmatively, "I guess I'm not wrong, am I?"

"Shouldn't there be a period of reasoning next?" Obviously, Akemi Miyano is well versed in the detectives' method of solving cases, and she joked with a smile.

"In fact, there is no need for any reasoning process. I overlooked too much. Xiao Ai's attitude, the location of the flower shop, and the fact that you are Kong's assistant, and as a distant cousin, this is already the biggest flaw."

It's not that the detective deliberately ignored it. The fact that Assistant Yuki is also Natsukawa Sora's cousin was only briefly mentioned once at the beginning. The detective's memory was already extraordinary for him to be able to recall it.

Conan regretted his slow reaction and said to the woman with a gentle smile in front of him: "After I found out that he can disguise himself, many problems have been solved."

Obviously, this sentence made Akemi Miyano realize that the detective knew more than everyone imagined.

"I'm sorry for hiding this from you." Miyano Akemi said with a somewhat apologetic look, "A lot of things did happen. Although I really want to tell you in detail, I think there should be a more suitable candidate now."

As she said the last sentence, Miyano Akemi's eyes flashed with cunning, and she walked up to the detective, bent over, and whispered, "As an apology, I'll tell you something, but don't let it be known that I said it."

"If you go to Noel's house now, you will probably gain a lot."

After saying this, Miyano Akemi stood up and looked at the detective who was standing there in a daze with a smile on her face.

"Could it be..." Conan was stunned for a moment, then realized something, turned around and ran, shouting: "Thank you very much, Sister Mingmei!"

You reacted quickly, as expected of a detective.

Miyano Akemi watered the flowers happily, and apologized quietly in her heart:

I'm sorry, everyone in the White Alliance, but since the detectives already know about it, I'm sure I'll be able to find out soon, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to take the initiative to tell everyone so that we can meet sooner.

A few drops of rain suddenly fell from the sky. Miyano Akemi quickly closed the window and looked in the direction of the detective with some worry, hoping that he would arrive before the heavy rain, otherwise he might catch a cold if he got wet.