Chapter 252 Forty-six Gachapon

Bermode stared at the words on the call on the phone screen, his mood and expression were equally complex.

Contrary to what Rum thought, she didn't say anything not because she didn't hear the detective's voice, but because she vaguely heard something and was speechless for a moment.

[I'm afraid...chance...my master...]

What the hell is going on!

The blonde actress covered her mouth with her free hand in frustration, then turned over and got on her motorcycle, unable to endure it any longer.

Who did that kid learn this way of talking from? ? He had excellent grades in Chinese when he was in school, but why did he keep saying such ambiguous and weird things when he grew up... Could it be that she had taught him badly? That shouldn't be the case, because when she flirted with others, she was always careful not to let him see!

Wait, there's one more person.

Bermode's eyes gradually became sharper: She suddenly remembered that since Bourbon and Na Yue had known each other for so many years, it was not strange that Na Yue would be influenced by the other's habits...

She has always been a hedonistic person, and she and Bourbon hit it off when it comes to enjoying life. They have a lot in common to talk about. Since Bourbon is a good friend of her children and is good-looking and good at talking, she often makes plans with Bourbon to go out for dinner, and they have eaten at all the high-end restaurants in various places.

Of course, they happily agreed to have the organization reimburse them.

Bermode is very self-aware and knows that Bourbon, who can get along well with her, a mystic, is not an easy person to deal with. Even though he was once a good friend of Na Yue, Bourbon is now a mysterious and dangerous man in her eyes.

So, she really felt that Bourbon might be the one who corrupted her child during this period of time!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was most likely the final answer. Bermode completely ignored the possibility of "self-taught" and, like all doting parents who put filters on their children, he firmly believed that the detective could not have come up with such words on his own, and the responsibility fell on Bourbon.

Come to think of it, she did see Bourbon and Na Yue talking outside the manor last time in Kyoto. She originally thought she was overthinking it, but now it seems——

Vermode stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and rushed out from the road like a flash, leaving only a black shadow. A firm murderous intent appeared on his face covered by the helmet.

Forget it. Regardless of whether it was Bourbon who corrupted Yue or not, it would be better for Rum, who was hitting her child and making such remarks, to die and stay with that gentleman!

The Thousand-Faced Witch thought so coldly.

Her relationship with Rum has not been very good in recent years. It would be better to say that she, who was once called the 'boss's favorite woman', has never had a good relationship with the ambitious second-in-command. At least she had Gin to share the firepower before.

Ever since that gentleman passed away and the news was known only to a few of them, Vermouth began to fade out of Rum's sight. After all, the organization still needed her abilities, and they would not be too harsh on her, but it was naturally impossible for her to retain the same power as before.

It doesn't matter. Bermode doesn't care about those things. Besides, she is only silent on the surface, but she is actually working in secret all the time, right? Otherwise, how can she avenge her sun?

Now the target of revenge has been precisely located from the organization to Rum alone. Compared with Bourbon, Vermouth has countless ways to know Rum's current whereabouts and where Chijiang Nayue was taken.

…

With an unhappy look on her face, she also sent a copy of the address to Bourbon.

Tsk, if she's alone, she won't be able to steal the detective from Rum's lair, so Bourbon gets the advantage.

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Toru Amuro looked down at the screen of his mobile phone where he received the message. Before he could frown, he received another message from Vermouth. He breathed a sigh of relief and cheered up.

The previous message was delivered by his subordinates. As expected, Rum was extremely cautious and changed cars several times during the journey, which resulted in the police not realizing they had lost him until the very end. But at least Bermode, who was acting as a temporary collaborator, gave a clear address.

Toru Amuro briefly recalled the map of that area and realized something.

That should be a secret base of the organization! Even an intelligence officer like him doesn't know where it is, so it must contain the organization's core secrets.

Whether they find a way to capture Rum alive with the cooperation of Bermode and the detective, or just destroy such a base, the public security department will make money, so he doesn't need to spend more time considering how to rescue the detective.

But the premise of these actions is that his and Hiro's undercover identities must not be exposed unless it is absolutely necessary, because they cannot be sure that they will catch Rum. If their identities are exposed and the arrest fails, they will lose two intelligence sources who have already entered the core of the organization.

The best approach for an undercover agent is to direct the action, leaving the actual action to others.

Amuro Toru had a headache when he thought about this. It wasn't that he didn't trust his subordinates, but how could he convince a guy who could lose track of him that he could rescue the detective and capture the cunning Rum alive? Considering the actual situation, he'd better find an excuse to make Bermode and Bourbon appear at the base at the same time.

Scotland is ruled out because they still nominally belong to the gin faction. If they go to the rum stronghold for no reason, they will definitely be kicked out immediately.

Morofushi Kagemitsu on the opposite side realized that the situation had changed and cast an inquiring look at him, while Amuro Toru shook his head and typed on his mobile phone to explain the next plan to his friend.

The reason they don't just say...

Toru Amuro snorted inwardly.

There was no doubt that the conversation just now was deliberately acted out between him and Hiro so that the two idiots on the other side could hear it.

Unlike Conan's guess, Toru Amuro had already learned the function of the detective badge from Akae Nazuki, so when the child rushed over to him, he guessed Conan's purpose, so he simply used the same trick and used this method to make the opponent behave a little more.

Whether from the public security perspective or from the undercover perspective, they don't want the young detective and their good friend to be dragged into the vortex of the organization.

Unfortunately, the two of them didn't know that Conan on the cruise ship was trying very hard to restrain himself from showing a wary expression to Officer Hagiwara.

Conan, who knows more about detective situations than anyone else, is not a real child, and has a more complicated relationship with the organization, is not fooled by Hagiwara's vague remarks. His brain is always extremely rational when it comes to matters involving the people around him.

Therefore, based on the reaction of Officer Hagiwara, who has been confirmed to be on his brother's side, Conan can actually guess something unbelievably...if he makes a bold guess and carefully proves it.

For example, Bourbon and Scotland may both be related to my brother's time in the police academy seven years ago.

But he really couldn't imagine! That bad-humored Mr. Amuro who loved to scare children and that gentle-looking Mr. Midorikawa could actually be undercover agents? ? ... And aren't they partners?

He remembered that Huibara also said that these two people had a partner before, but that person was an FBI undercover and has now defected.

The question is, what is the probability that all three of a team of three are undercover agents?

Conan Edogawa's mouth twitched: these people around him might actually be the cases.

He looked at Hagiwara Kenji deeply, knowing in his heart that the other party did not want the identities of Amuro Toru and the other person to be exposed, but Conan could not trust Amuro Toru as much as Hagiwara Kenji did in a short period of time, and he could not be at all relieved about the safety of the detective.

I originally wanted to ask Officer Hagiwara, who is a great driver, to help rescue Yue Ge... If I knock Officer Hagiwara unconscious here and then try to find another way out, what are the chances of a successful rescue?

For a moment, the little detective felt as if he was surrounded by bad adults. He touched the legs of his glasses and thought heavily.

At the same time, on the other side of the base, when Rum wanted to say something to him again, Chijiang Nayue put the tip of the pen closer to the other's Adam's apple to signal Rum to be quiet, and then smelled the faint smell of blood in the air with satisfaction.

He controlled his gaze from wandering to the screen of the phone on which he was talking, and after trying to hold it in for a while, he finally used his free hand to knock the phone down, then stepped on the screen mercilessly with his heel. After a crisp sound, the call that had made Chi Jiang Na Yue feel uncomfortable was finally hung up.

The little devil, who had absolutely no desire to act in front of his parents, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, it's your turn next." He turned his gaze to Rum again. The two of them looked at each other for the second time on the dark screen. Chi Jiangna smiled without any warmth, "Don't you want me to remember it? Then, why don't we play a game?"

"The content of the game..."

His smile disappeared in the blink of an eye and his expression became gloomy.

Rum's crisis alarm kept ringing in his head, and he heard the assassin say softly: "Guess who can walk out of this base standing today. How about it?"

His eyes went dark and his consciousness seemed to fall into chaos. The only thing left in his ears was Chi Jiang Na Yue's voice, which drilled into his brain like a hook and stirred it, covering up all other cognition.

Until he fell into coma, Rum could still vaguely hear the distressed voice of the person behind him.

"Ah, I think I used too much force. Will I ruin his brain?"

Rum couldn't hear the comforting voice of [Book]: [It's okay, Xiaohong, it doesn't matter even if it gets damaged. Anyway, the main storyline of this world is about to end. You can compile the intelligence and data yourself and give it to the public security. That way, even if Rum's brain is damaged, there is no need to worry.]

Seeing Chijiang Nayue, who was full of villain aura just a few seconds ago, he hesitated and acted shocked: "What? I have to sort it out myself? That's too troublesome, I don't want to do that."

With a look of disgust on his face, he squatted beside Rum, who had fallen unconscious to the ground, and with great difficulty he managed to regain some control of the strength of his ability.

Although he really wanted to make Rum a fool again, he didn't want to work for the police in another world for nothing!