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"Sister Chris?"

The girl's hair was blown by the cold wind, but her eyes seemed to be shining with a warm light. She called out the name softly and looked at the silver-haired woman with eyes full of expectation.

The detective's eyes widened when he heard the name, and he couldn't hide the surprise on his face. He knew that the "Sister Chris" in front of him looked only in her twenties, but her actual age was completely different -

"What did you call me?"

The Thousand-Faced Witch, who seemed to be watching the misfortune just now, had a strange tone of voice. Her aquamarine eyes flashed with a hint of shock and then gradually turned into a smile. The upturned ending of her voice seemed to pass by like a feather. She looked at the girl standing in front of her with a firm look in her eyes, and leaned down slightly, filling the other's eyes with her figure.

"Sister Chris."

The girl realized that the other party did not mind being addressed in this way, and she intuitively understood that this sister Chris was in a very good mood.

"This is considered cheating." The silver-haired woman murmured softly, her voice barely perceptible. The girl gave her a confused look, but she patted her head and said with a smile: "What do you want to know, Angel?"

If the detective's feelings could be materialized, it would definitely be a mess of lines. He never expected the other party to give in so easily. After the lines were forcibly straightened out and turned into a paragraph, the detective thought:

How about I call you Sister Chris?

Of course, he didn't say it out loud, and Xiaolan on the other side also asked the question that she was most concerned about:

"Norge is not dead, is he?"

The silver-haired woman did not answer immediately, but the detective who had finally regained his sanity suddenly spoke up:

"He won't die now," the detective easily got the answer after analyzing the existing intelligence. "The organization lost so many important members at once, they won't be so easy..."

"We won't let him die so easily," the woman said, looking at the detective who was clenching his fists. She said steadily, "But you shouldn't be so naive as to think that you can still save him."

"In other words, even if we rescue him, will he still be the Norge you know?"

———

"The CIA has confirmed that those responsible who went to Japan have not returned. Chaos has now begun to appear within the organization's branch. Although it was quickly suppressed, the current situation is very favorable to us."

"Is it really him..."

The owner of the voice sighed, and then looked at the silent man opposite him with a pair of blue cat eyes, and said directly:

"Akai Shuichi, what information do you have?"

"Are you asking this question on behalf of the CIA or on your own, Ms. Hondou?"

Shuichi Akai looked at Hondou Eikai, who was dressed casually. He was wearing an exquisite shirt with a strong sense of design, and his sleeves were rolled up to reveal the smooth lines of his forearms. This was not uncommon in this city where many people have the habit of exercising. The beige tote bag at his side was simple and fashionable, and it was a style that was very consistent with the urban elite style of this fast-paced city.

Of course, being a senior agent in the CIA is a good, high-paying job after all.

However, meeting in a cafe and asking for information directly is not the style of those paranoid people in the CIA.

"I asked it myself."

Hondou Eikai also didn't want to play around with the other party. This time, the CIA excluded her from the plan regarding the organization's actions, and the intelligence previously obtained through Grapa was attributed to her. If someone else were to take advantage of her and get credit for nothing, they would just think it was taking advantage, but in Hondou Eikai's eyes, it was not a good thing.

What's more, even if she had been organizing undercover most of the time before, it didn't mean that she didn't know what kind of people the CIA top brass were like. If all the credit was attributed to her, she would naturally have to bear the consequences if something went wrong. Hondou Eikai just wanted to roll his eyes at this.

"Don't try. They are already thinking about how to divide up the final credit, and they don't have time to pay attention to me, a weak patient who just finished an undercover mission and is receiving psychological treatment."

It can be seen that this Miss Hondo encountered a lot of troubles in the CIA after finishing her work, so she bypassed the FBI and directly found her private number, and she also knew some of her own affairs.

Akai Hideichi remained calm on the surface but quickly analyzed the current situation in his heart. He then said frankly, "If you want to ask about Noel, he has basically killed all the heads of those branches, but there should be a few survivors."

Even Hondou Eikai, who had some guesses, couldn't help but change his expression. The most daring guess among the senior executives in the internal meeting of the CIA was that Grappa's betrayal may have caused up to half of the casualties, and it was speculated that the person in charge who did not return was being protected by the headquarters. However, the truth was even more horrifying, but if it was him... it seemed that he could really do it.

"But he shouldn't be dead yet, right?" Hondou Eikai quickly calmed down his inner shock, clenched his fists and then opened them consciously, and then spoke softly.

A flash of surprise flashed across Akai Shuichi's green eyes, which had always been emotionless. He once again looked carefully at the agent in front of him, whom he was not familiar with but was considered a half-colleague and fellow agent. He was silent for a moment and said:

"I didn't expect you to have such feelings for him."

Obviously, the words here were said by the FBI with a hint of sarcasm. He keenly realized that the CIA lady's words were not only an inference about the actual situation, but also contained a kind of waiting, just like the confirmation of the last content before the action. She was waiting to get the news from him that Noel was definitely alive.

At this time, Shuichi Akai looked at the bag the other person was carrying again. Wasn't the size a bit too big?

"The organization's current technology is capable of completely brainwashing a person into a weapon, and this is exactly what they lack the most right now."

Akai Shuichi confirmed Hondou Eikai's speculation.

"Is there any hope?"

"I don't know." Shuichi Akai realized something and answered the question truthfully.

"Okay, I understand," Hondou Eikai nodded in understanding, closed his eyes lightly and then slowly opened them, stood up and picked up his tote bag.

"Let's go now," she said. "You should also be ready to go."

"To Japan."

———

In the secret laboratory under the flower shop, three people sat around the table in a solemn atmosphere.

"The Public Security Bureau has been very cooperative since they received the information from Ikaros. Apparently, Noel has thought of all these actions," the handsome man in a suit sat at the table and checked the information that had just been sent. Then he said in a gentle tone, "Xiao Ai, who did he give this information to?"

"The Metropolitan Police Department, the Public Security Bureau, the FBI, the CIA and other agencies should have received the part about the organization, and the one that the chief detective and I received should be relatively complete. The police officers who have a good relationship with him and the FBI agent should have received some as well. I don't know about the rest."

Huiyuan Ai, who was sitting in the middle of the three people, was holding a printed paper of intelligence in her hand and comparing it with the map in detail. Upon hearing this, she looked up at the time and said:

"He went to Bermode. I wonder what information he can get from that woman."

"The Thousand-Faced Witch..." The man gave her a puzzled look.

"Don't worry, Aso. Vermouth has some special relationship with Conan." Miyano Akemi put the newly printed intelligence on the table and smiled, "Noel has complained about it many times before. At the same time, she was the one who taught Noel how to disguise himself."

Upon hearing this, Asanari nodded. He trusted the sisters in front of him very much.

Haibara Ai reached for the coffee at hand, a hint of fatigue flashing in her eyes. The moment she received the intelligence, she began to stay up late to integrate and analyze it. She immediately contacted Dr. Cheng Shi, who was currently working in the Public Security Bureau, and came to her sister. Then her brain kept working, integrating her intelligence with the Public Security Bureau and the White Alliance one by one.

"Shiho, have a sandwich first." Miyano Akemi brought the sandwich on the table to her sister, and with her serious expression, she made her put down her documents and coffee helplessly. The sweet and sour blueberry jam in her mouth eased her fatigue a little.

"Mr. Morobushi Kagemitsu of the White Alliance has now disguised himself as a low-level member and is in charge of contacting Mr. Furuya Rei, and can also..."

"He can also meet Noel as soon as possible," Huihara Ai continued, "He has also realized that the organization will never let go of such a ready-made weapon. That Silvani must be the most excited person now."

At this point, the girl's green eyes seemed to freeze into ice. As a fellow researcher, she knew a lot about Silvani's behavior, and she knew even more clearly what a lunatic he was who disregarded morals.

"Silvani," Masashi repeated the code name, and said, "He had some contact with the senior officials of the Public Security Bureau two days ago. He should be trying to get official protection as a special talent..."

"This is the only thing that is absolutely not allowed," Huiyuan Ai said coldly, "If the police really agree to it, the consequences will be..."

"It was Noel who pulled the line in the name of Ikaros..." Masashi's next sentence made Haibara Ai speechless, and the atmosphere instantly solidified into gel. Then, the girl gritted her teeth and said in a voice as cold as ice:

"This bastard, this idiot, this guy has a hole in his brain and doesn't listen to others' advice. He thinks he is a fool!"

"But even if Noel wasn't here, Silvani would have contacted the police through other means," the only one who could speak calmly at this time was Miyano Akemi.

"Noel probably thought that since the other party would do this sooner or later, it would be better to contact the senior public security officials we are familiar with through his channels, so that the situation can be more controllable."

"Yeah, and he can even play two roles and trade himself. How can he do that..." Haibara Ai's cold voice was full of sarcasm, which made Masashi, who saw this look for the first time, dare not speak at all. However, he also agreed with what Ai said in his heart, and even hoped that the girl would curse more to vent for him, a social animal who was hindered by his mature adult image.

For Masei Satsuki, who had joined the public security and was in charge of intelligence, every piece of information about Grappa and Ikaros was so different that he could see a glimpse of the truth about Noel. He felt so distressed that he could only sigh helplessly:

Why is the world so cruel to you?