Chapter 8 Eight Ghosts Behind
"Shinichi? Shinichi!" Mao Lilan shook the arm of her childhood sweetheart, feeling extremely helpless. "What on earth are you thinking about? You haven't been listening to anyone since the show started."
She thought of what they had overheard, paused, and hesitantly walked over to ask in a low voice: "Is there really a problem between Sharon and Mr. Amuro?"
"Huh? I'm not thinking about that." Kudo Shinichi suddenly came back to his senses and laughed it off.
Even though he doesn't know the real purpose of those two people yet and why they want to use his mother to contact the FBI, Kudo Shinichi is not going to drag Mori Ran into it as that would be too dangerous.
Moreover, what he said was actually not wrong. What he was thinking about mainly now was what exactly the expression on Toru Amuro's face meant before he separated from them.
The detective's sense told him that something was wrong with Amuro Toru, and something bad might happen soon...
Thinking of this, Kudo Shinichi turned his head and glanced at the second floor - the mysterious young man he was just thinking about was leaning against a viewing platform far away from the stage. His eyes were not paying much attention to the performance below, and it seemed that he was talking to someone.
He wanted to see it more clearly, but the play on the stage entered its climax first. A thick white mist rose in the theater, completely blocking Kudo Shinichi's view.
"Damn it..." He muttered unwillingly, and suddenly a gunshot rang in his ears.
'Bang!'
As the gunshots fell, a shrill scream was heard from the stage - Kudo Shinichi could vaguely make out that the screaming came from Aphrodite in a pink dress and golden hair.
Unlike other people in the theater who immediately turned their eyes to the center of the stage, Kudo Shinichi stood up suddenly at the first moment and locked his eyes on the viewing platform where Toru Amuro was.
As expected, he caught sight of Toru Amuro turning around and leaving just as the fog thinned a little.
There is something wrong with that man!
Kudo Shinichi gritted his teeth and ran out without hesitation, leaving only one request: "Lan! Protect yourselves!"
The remaining two people had no time to stop him, and the young detective had already rushed out far away.
Looking at her son's hurried back, Kudo Yukiko seemed to realize something. She looked at the anxious girl beside her, and her original nervousness disappeared.
So she held her chin up and winked at Mao Lilan playfully: "It's okay, Ran-chan, if you really care, then chase him. Xiao Xin's guy always runs around like this, and you are the only one who can hold him back a little bit."
Mao Lilan did look a little shaken, but before she could say anything else, Kudo Yukiko waved her hand casually: "Don't worry, although I don't know what you heard before, I will be fine."
"But, you guys have to remember to go back to the hotel early tonight." The former famous actress said with a smile, "I'll leave that guy to you, Ran-chan."
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At first, Toru Amuro had no idea what Vermode was planning, but he knew that Akae Nazuki had already discovered it, so after Akae Nazuki told him what to do next, he did not ask any more questions, but followed his intuitive instructions and did it seriously.
The two of them basically reached a consensus that the murder on the stage must be stopped (or in other words, the little devil who said he didn't care about it supported Amuro Toru's rescue action), and after firing the gun, they also needed to leave the theater as quickly as possible to prevent being caught up by the little detective who had long been suspicious of them.
In fact, this is not considered as escape. Toru Amuro and Nazuki Akae were both sure that after the young detective learned that they shot to save Michael, and considering that they didn't know what Sharon and Amuro were planning, he would definitely not tell the police that the shooter was Toru Amuro.
After all, for Kudo Shinichi, family and childhood sweetheart named Mao Li Ran are very important.
So the people they need to escape from are not the NYPD police, but——
"There are two black Chevrolets behind us." Relying on the spirit behind him who would not be hit by obstacles, Akajinazuki leaned most of his body out of the sunroof and reported the situation to Amuro Toru who was concentrating on driving. "Oh, it doesn't look good. Their firepower is much stronger than ours."
Before, Toru Amuro always took a taxi from the airport to the Manhattan branch base, and from the branch base to Broadway, which gave others the illusion that he did not have time to rent a car here - well, of course he did not, but the organization was wealthy and generous, and even the branch base would not be reluctant to lend a car.
The car they were sitting in now was the one that was parked outside by the people from the branch base at the suggestion of Akae Nayue when Toru Amuro was still in the theater half an hour ago. There were also some weapons on it that Toru Amuro was not able to carry with him before. However, compared with the equipment in the two FBI cars behind, it was still a little shabby.
Chijiang Nayue did not say anything about this, but rather gave a fair assessment of the FBI's actions: "Doesn't this directly expose that their target is you? The person leading this team is definitely not Lei."
Upon hearing this, Toru Amuro nodded and confirmed this statement.
He hates Shuichi Akai to death, but it is undeniable that Shuichi Akai is indeed very capable. If it weren't for the problems with his teammates and Rum discovering the clues, Shuichi Akai might have really hunted down Gin as planned.
That's the organization's topkiller gin.
The same is true for the current situation. With Shuichi Akai's ability and his understanding of Amuro Toru, even if he really wanted to capture him, he would not expose himself so directly.
It must be said that that guy looks pretty miserable. The people in the FBI who are responsible for organizing countermeasures actually have so many problematic teammates.
But at this time, he certainly hopes that the enemy will have as many problems as possible.
Toru Amuro still pretended that he hadn't noticed anything and continued driving at a steady and high speed, leading the FBI behind him to their planned location.
Or rather, it was leading to the location in Chijiang Nayue's plan.
The spirit behind the scenes who gave these instructions was now lying on the roof of the car that had been scraped, humming a song that Amuro Toru found inexplicably familiar, his eyes fixed on the Chevrolet behind him, and his planABC flashing rapidly in his mind.
Nazuki Akae did guess what Vermouth was going to do, and also guessed why the FBI was inexplicably hunting down Toru Amuro - when it was clearly Vermouth who was responsible for luring Shuichi Akai out of the FBI - it was very simple, he did remind Toru Amuro before boarding the plane.
[Belmode is actually a very gentle and kind person, right? ]
"Mr. Amuro, you should have guessed it by now." The little devil lying outside said briskly, "How did the FBI really catch up with us as accurately as I said? This matter."
This car was secretly brought by the branch base when they were in the theater, or through other people's channels, so there is no such thing as the FBI recognizing Bourbon in the car. Only the organization's own people knew that the people in the car were Bourbon's.
But, are they really all our own people?
"Ah." While concentrating on driving, Toru Amuro listened to the sound floating down from above his head. His eyes were a little gloomy, and he replied in a deep voice, "Someone in the sub-base has maintained contact with the FBI."
The only person who could accurately bypass other procedures and know that the car parked outside the theater was for Bourbon when no one else was abnormal was...
"Belmaud."
The voices of the man and the spirit behind him overlapped.
Amuro Toru frowned, clearly not believing the answer she had come up with: "Why would it be her?"
"It's very simple." Akae Nazuki flattened his palms where Amuro Toru couldn't see and pointed out calmly, "Because the boss died eight years ago, and Vermode is not as loyal to the organization as you think."
Akajangazuki knew Vermode. He knew very well that Vermode might have been loyal to the organization a long time ago, but after the organization turned her into a test subject of the Chronos Project*, she only had hatred for the organization and that gentleman.
The reason why Vermode remains in the organization is simply because she is a flower that grows in darkness and cannot leave.
"The drug that the organization is currently researching was originally the Silver Bullet. Before the Silver Bullet, the earliest semi-finished product was born in a project called Chronos. Bermode was one of the only two successful experimental subjects in the project, and he is the only one still alive."
He explained to Toru Amuro, who was not authorized to understand these things, "That plan prevented Bermode from aging. She seemed to be left behind by time... So, you see, after the boss died, she could not continue to stay in the organization safely."
In fact, Chijiang Nayue could vaguely guess that there were more than one reason why Belmode chose to betray the organization. What really pushed the Belmode of this world to bring Bourbon to New York and expose him to the FBI was most likely the death of 'Chijiang Nayue' eight years ago.
Ahem, it’s better not to say that Toru Amuro was actually tricked by him.
The little devil continued to hum without any guilt.
He first guessed that something was wrong when Bermode deliberately used the matter of Scotland and Lei to anger Amuro Toru, but at that time Akae Nayue was still thinking about countering the move. Anyway, Amuro Toru would not die under his and [Shu]'s care, and if something really happened, he could also help his friend at the critical moment.
It was not until on the plane that Toru Amuro said those words.
Chi Jiang Na Yue had to admit that it was not only the '18-year-old self' he played who broke down at that time, but also himself, a real 28-year-old adult.
If someone told each of the 18-year-olds that they were minors who should be protected, they would not be so easy to regard their lives as a bargaining chip that could be sacrificed, right? So Akae changed his mind and decided to help Toru Amuro escape smoothly this time and return to Tokyo intact.
"Belmode's main activity location is the United States, and she is a close friend of Kudo Yukiko. It is very easy for her to contact the FBI without being discovered by Rum in Japan." Akae Nazuki continued, "If she really came to New York to kill Lei, she would not have brought you alone."
Ley is no small figure, not to mention that he has the FBI behind him and the United States is Ley's home ground.
Bermode shouldn't be the kind of person who is unprepared for anything.
Things have come to this point. Amuro Toru, who had previously lacked intelligence, immediately understood the implication of Akae Nazuki's words, and his expression became more complicated.
"So, I... no, Bourbon is actually the token of allegiance that Vermouth gave to the FBI, or the knock-on stone they were preparing to take action against the organization." Amuro Toru concluded subtly, not knowing what expression to put on for a moment, and after a long while, he gritted his teeth and uttered the second half of the sentence, "Damn FBI!"
Today, I succeeded in insulting the FBI.
"Given Bermode's vigilance, in order not to alert the organization, she is probably still half-heartedly 'hunting down' Lei." The little devil floated back from the skylight and lay back on the head of the moving Amuro Toru. "No matter how much you scold them, they won't be able to hear you for now. Let's talk about it after we leave here and are completely safe."
He and Amuro Toru exchanged a glance in the rearview mirror, and then reminded with a smile: "Look to the left, a car of low-profile stupid oranges is attacking, pay attention to defense, Amuro Brave."
As he finished speaking, Toru Amuro turned the steering wheel sharply, his mouth twitching, and a thousand words turned into a complaint: "Don't give me a weird nickname casually..."
Very good, you have thoroughly experienced the charm of the role of a complainer, Mr. Zero from the parallel world!