Zhongyuan extra, black

This plan is a bit too expensive...

Conan Edogawa was silent as he looked at the bullet taken out from Amuro Toru.

As if sensing the boy's heavy mood, Amuro Toru forced a smile and said:

“Very skilled.”

"I learned it from my dad in Hawaii," Conan explained simply.

"How many skills did you learn in Hawaii?" Toru Amuro couldn't help but complain. Since they met, this high school detective has always given him so many surprises and even shocks, from flying airplanes to defusing bombs. This made him wonder in what direction Mr. Kudo was training his son.

"As a detective, the more knowledge you have, the better." Conan put a bandage on the wound. His gentle movements made Toru Amuro gasp.

"So I was tricked, and you guys planned it in advance?" Grapa, who was lying on the side, finally couldn't help but speak up to disturb the harmonious atmosphere. His tone was full of speechlessness. Have these two people forgotten about themselves?

"Just going with the flow." A voice came from outside the door, and a man in black clothes with a sniper rifle on his back pushed the door open. His olive green eyes were fixed on the enemy, and the gun in his left hand was already loaded and ready to attack at any time.

As he said, although it was expected that Toru Amuro would be suspected, the other party's decisive action to kidnap Conan was beyond everyone's expectations. As for why the medicine was replaced...all we can say is that Grappa is obviously being hated by many people in the organization.

After helping Toru Amuro stop the bleeding, Conan stood up and walked towards Grappa, obviously intending to help stop the bleeding, but the other party obviously did not want to appreciate it, and reluctantly avoided him and then said: "Little brother, have you degenerated mentally?"

"Now that you're dead, we can't get any information from you." The boy just said calmly and rationally, seemingly unaware that the person he wanted to save was the one who was about to kill him.

So this kid is weird enough, Grappa complained in his heart.

"Conan, give me the medicine." Seeing this, Shuichi Akai stretched out his right hand to Conan, but his eyes were still fixed on Grappa. It must be said that this winery's most dangerous prey was enough to make this FBI ace use his utmost patience.

The replaced drug still has the effect of causing coma, otherwise Grappa would not be fooled at all. Conan also understood what Akai Shuichi meant. He turned and walked to the sofa, found the medicine bottle left by Grappa and threw it to him.

The replaced medicine only lasts for ten minutes, but it is enough to make the opponent dizzy and do something.

Shuichi Akai walked towards the opponent, and as expected, he saw that the opponent was gritting his teeth and refusing to open his mouth, so he decisively removed the opponent's jaw and stuffed the medicine into his mouth. During this time, he held down the opponent's hands and feet. Even after being shot three times, the opponent was still secretly accumulating strength, but Shuichi Akai did not hesitate to face the opponent with the utmost vigilance.

Looking at Grappa who was slowly losing strength and falling into coma, Akai Shuichi had a complicated expression until Amuro Toru beside him suddenly spoke up and brought him back to his senses.

"What? You want to watch him bleed to death?" The dark voice was hoarse. Even though he was wrapped in thick bandages, Toru Amuro did not forget to find a chance to ridicule this annoying opponent.

Shuichi Akai took the bandage from Conan and quickly bandaged the wound to stop the bleeding. He said, "Let's leave first. Although the organization probably won't send anyone, this is Grappa's safe house after all."

———

When Grappa woke up, he was sitting in the passenger seat. The gunshot wounds on his body seemed to have been treated and he was wrapped in bandages. Well, there were also a bunch of ropes and handcuffs. He couldn't even move the slightest. How many handcuffs were there? There must have been seven or eight of them.

"woke up?"

"Hey, Rye, are you planning to capture him alive for interrogation?"

Grappa asked without seeming to care at all. He was currently sitting in the passenger seat, his body was trapped so tightly that he couldn't even turn his head. He was also covered with a coat, but it didn't cover much. If he ran into a car inspection officer, he would look very strange and maybe he could use this opportunity to escape.

Akai Shuichi nodded and said, "Maybe I can be a hostage in the end?"

Does this person like to make sarcastic jokes? Grappa choked and shook his wrist subconsciously, and then he heard a voice coming from behind:

"Grappa, did you forget that I'm still behind you?"

"Hey, Amuro." Hearing Amuro's voice, Grappa seemed to be immediately excited and immediately provoked: "How do my four shots taste?"

"Did you forget that you were shot, too?"

"I was only shot three times."

What's the point of comparing this! Conan in the back seat couldn't help but complain in his heart. He knew that Mr. Amuro and Mr. Akai were guiding the conversation and he couldn't just insert pictures to disrupt the rhythm, but he really couldn't help it. Grappa is poisonous!

Amuro Toru was also choked, obviously not understanding why this person emphasized this point, and gritted his teeth and said, "How about I give you another shot?"

"Okay, just remember to aim at your heart."

Unexpectedly, Grappa's tone was so supportive that Amuro was stunned for a moment before he asked coldly, "Don't tell me you did this to avoid causing trouble for the organization... Grappa, you are so pathetic."

Grappa's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to provoke:

"Amuro, have you forgotten that Scotland died at my hands? He must be very important to you, otherwise you wouldn't keep leading me to talk about him."

However, Amuro Toru nodded in acknowledgement and said directly:

"Yeah, that guy actually had some sympathy for you. This is the worst mistake an undercover agent should make."

"He is my most important friend, so I always want to kill you to avenge him."

It turns out that they had such a good relationship. Grappa silently calculated in his heart, taking his relationship with Brother Zhen as an example, although they could not be considered friends, if Brother Zhen was killed by someone, although he would laugh out loud to show respect, he would definitely kill the other person with his own hands if he had the chance, and he would also add some torture, such as making the other person repeat how he killed Brother Zhen while cutting the meat, and finally burying the other person's body in front of Brother Zhen's grave to serve Brother Zhen as a mistress ().

After all, Brother Zhen said before that he only recognized powerful people. If he could kill him, he would definitely be considered powerful. What if Brother Zhen was alone underground? I would be the only one left up there. I would regret not being able to fight with Brother Zhen in my lifetime...

Grappa's thoughts wandered to the events after Gin's death. He didn't realize how much this was, so he finally returned to the main plot. He thought, "No matter what, it's definitely effective to provoke the other party by saying that their best friend was killed by me." Just as he was about to make some suicidal remarks, he heard Toru Amuro say from behind:

"But I won't kill you. That's what the law does."

Then he fell silent, leaving only Grappa to perform his own stand-up comedy, full of provocative words.

“Strange person.”

Grappa, who was filled with anger, could only leave such a comment, and then fell silent due to dry mouth. After being silent for a long time, Akai Shuichi finally spoke.

"You hate the organization's undercover agents?"

"Who would like rats? They don't taste good."

However, Shuichi Akai's next words made Grappa lose his breath.

"Me too, why did you let me go?"

The man with olive green eyes asked.

"Is it popular among you FBI to be overly sentimental?"

"I thought so too, but you're not very good at hiding your emotions, Grappa." Shuichi Akai said in a flat tone, turning the steering wheel in his hands and driving out of this slightly remote area skillfully.

“So I asked directly, did we know each other before?”

"For some reason, you were able to quickly discover that I was an undercover agent, and for some reason you didn't report it to the organization, and even when you were chasing me in the end, you made a mistake in firing that shot. Grappa, do you need to explain?"

Sure enough... Conan, who was sitting in the back seat, thought silently, it seems that it is not an illusion, Grappa would inexplicably restrain himself in front of Mr. Akai, but would become more provocative in front of Mr. Amuro Toru. If he guessed correctly, this was the reason.

"Not sure, and failed, any opinions?" Grappa was clearly not going to say anything. He seemed to finally realize that he had talked too much, and finally remembered that he could just keep his mouth shut and not answer the question.

Grappa's safe house is located in a remote place on the outskirts of Tokyo. It takes more than ten minutes to drive out to the highway. There are naturally few passers-by along the way. The faint sound of cars coming from behind...

"It seems that the organization can still discover your disappearance?" Amuro Toru said sarcastically, but he couldn't help but frowned and murmured: "But it's too fast..."

"No, there is a positioning transmitter!"

Toru Amuro suddenly spoke, then looked at Grappa. The car was driven by Toru Amuro, so the only one with a problem was Grappa.

Conan reacted immediately, using his childhood reminder to get into the passenger seat and look at Grappa. The other person's black clothes had been carefully inspected, and all suspicious items had been cleared away, which meant...

"It should be inside his body." Shuichi Akai said coldly, with a bit of disgust in his voice. Apparently, the organization's hatred towards Grappa far exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Where is it, Grappa?" Conan finally couldn't help but speak, and his tone was a bit iron: "They are like this, and you still want to be loyal to them?"

Grapas had no intention of replying and simply closed her eyes, not wanting to look at these strange people.

Obviously, you are the weird ones. If I am not in the organization, where else can I go? Should I go to the Yamaguchi-gumi? I have killed half of the senior leaders there. If I go there, I will have to sleep on the bottom of the sea the next day. Or should I go to Chicago, but the situation there is a mess and the situation changes every day. Although Italy is my hometown, it is full of bad memories. There are many organizations in the Golden Triangle that invite me, but the drug dealers are even crazier than me. It is possible that they will sell me for a higher purity powder one day. It is too disgusting...

"Bang--"

A sudden gunshot hit the back of the car. If Shuichi Akai hadn't dodged in time, it would have been the rear wheel. The black car gradually appeared in the rear.

Nine tanks, each with a gunner.

Akai Shuichi quickly assessed that this number was certain that the enemy was not trying to find out why Grappa suddenly went out, but was trying to eliminate the undercover agent, and the shot just now...

The nearest car slowly appeared in the rearview mirror. The man holding the sniper rifle had long silver hair flying behind his head. His wolf-like green eyes stared at the prey in front of him, and a cruel arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The organization's killer, Gin.

These are interesting.