Chapter 410

"Get in the car, if you don't want to die on the way." Louis stopped the car beside the black Porsche, rolled down the window, and looked coldly at Gin who was pressing his wound with his hand in the Porsche's co-pilot seat. "Just like before, get in the car, wear an eye mask, earplugs, and take sleeping pills - Melo will take you back to the safe house on the way to return the car to Amber."

"...You're here, Brandy." Gin made a sound like a bellows breaking. "I think my bulletproof vest is not that bad after all."

"But it was shot through by the FBI. If I had come a little later, you would have been beaten into a honeycomb coal like that time." Louis, who used his authority to tamper with Gin's bulletproof vest, pushed his glasses calmly, "The shells and other things were taken away. The bloodstains were a little troublesome, so I covered them with paint of the same color as the ground. Are you getting in the car?"

"I'm here." Gin got out of his Porsche and sat in the passenger seat of the silver van. He skillfully took out an eye mask, earplugs, sleeping pills and bottled water from the car. "Merlot and Amber haven't left yet?"

"Didn't they break into the FBI headquarters?" Louis watched Gin buckle his seat belt with a sense of injury and adjust the seat to a position where he could lie flat directly. "This group of FBI that sneaked into Japan this time stole data from the FBI and wanted to target those people - did you take the medicine? Put on your eye mask and earplugs, I'm going to drive."

Kogoro Mouri had just escaped from the gunfire of the Black Organization. After helping the FBI hide the whereabouts of Renna Mizunashi, Conan Edogawa rushed back to the H&M office in Beika-cho 2-chome without stopping for a moment. However, he did not expect to see such a scene - the door of the office was ajar, and bright red blood slowly seeped out from the gap under the door and flowed in front of him.

"Hey..." Conan Edogawa took a step back in panic, but his trembling eyes became much calmer when they really fell on the bright red mark, "Mr. Holmes is really a bad adult."

Conan Edogawa walked forward, opened the door, and walked into the office - in order to avoid scaring the uninformed people, he even considerately closed the door.

"Stop pretending. These are fake blood, right? The knife is a prop knife used for performances. What happened to you guys? Do you need to mess up the office?"

Conan Edogawa speechlessly pulled up Watson, who was lying on the ground with a prop knife stuck in his chest and his chest heaving steadily. At the same time, he nimbly avoided the blood and plasma that was spread everywhere, and took out the speaker prop that matched the voice-changing bow tie to try to wake up the office members who were pretending to be dead in other rooms.

"Don't shout, they won't answer you." However, this time the voice that responded to Conan Edogawa's call did not belong to any of the permanent members of the office. "Think hard, young detective - if you don't want her life to be taken away by me."

Conan Edogawa turned his head subconsciously and saw a blond man carrying Haibara Ai who was sealed with a tape.

Conan Edogawa pinched the voice-changing bow tie and put it away, not wanting to continue using it* or not. After avoiding the terrified look of Haibara Ai that seemed like she was having a PTSD attack, the young detective looked up at the blond-haired adult male in a gray suit, and asked as if he had made a very important decision -

"MI6?"

"You will not get any points if you only write the answer without the process." William, the only one who did not personally participate in the scene arrangement, crossed his arms and suddenly appeared on the stairs in front of Conan Edogawa. "However, since you directly stated the answer - we can understand your reasoning process in a place that is not contaminated by blood plasma."

William cleared his throat and used his cell phone to notify everyone——

"Everyone, clean yourself up and go to the basement."

Conan Edogawa followed William into the passage leading to the basement of the office.

Not only does Dr. Agasa, who likes to invent, have a basement at home, in fact, many single-family homes are designed with basements. However, Conan Edogawa has never seen a basement designed like this - he has begun to suspect that this group of people suspected to be MI6 agents have illegally renovated the basement of the office.

"How do you have such a big basement?" Conan Edogawa asked Sherlock after everyone came to the basement.

"Because we have the best R&D personnel in the world." Bond tore off the sealing sticker on Haibara Ai's face and answered Edogawa Conan with a smile.

"I mean, why do you have such a big basement?" Edogawa Conan showed a speechless expression, "This size is obviously abnormal, right?"

"Someone abused his authority and had MI6 repair it." Holmes answered Conan Edogawa while sitting at the table and flipping through a plan that had been written for a long time.

"It's as safe as an air-raid shelter, and it's also eavesdropping-proof." William closed the door and continued what Holmes said, "But we didn't intend to do this at the beginning."

"Although it was originally planned to be a wine cellar, someone renovated the basement into a studio." Bond smiled, leaned against the wall and looked at Conan Edogawa.

"But in this case, discussing work in the basement is much safer than holding a meeting directly in the office, right?" Watson shrugged, and stood in the corner with John looking at Conan Edogawa, "But I want to make it clear that our basement is not so big that it encroaches on other people's land - if you don't believe it, you can dig it up and confirm it, little detective."

"Well, let's start answering the questions." William cleared his throat and asked everyone to be quiet. "Why do you say we are MI6? What is your reasoning process, Edogawa Conan?"

"I have no evidence, and my reasoning is not complete. This answer is just my intuition." Edogawa Conan took a deep breath and answered everyone unhappily, "Who can reason well when seeing their companions in danger? How did you guys run into Huiyuan?"

"This lovely young lady probably suspected that we were related to the Black Organization, so she was worried that you would fall into the trap, so she secretly followed you to the door of the office - and then I caught you." Bond smiled and raised his finger to Edogawa Conan, looking at Huihara Ai who was still shaking, "Although her guess was not wrong."

"After all, we do have connections with the Black Organization."

"So, what do you think of Conan's answer, Lian?" Sherlock asked William.

"Zero points." William chose to stick to his bottom line as a mathematics professor, but he smiled at Sherlock. "However, according to the requirements of the plan - it's qualified."

"Eh?" Conan Edogawa tilted his head in confusion and looked at Sherlock.

"Let Watson take Huihara to rest." Holmes said, looking at Conan Edogawa, he smiled, "It's time for a special lesson next."

After the two Watsons took Huibara Ai away, William pulled out a blackboard and got down to business with the people present.

"Although the original plan was to let you come up with the answer to MI6 through reasoning, it won't make any difference if you come up with the answer based on intuition - so let's go straight to the next step." Sherlock picked up Edogawa Conan and walked towards the blackboard. "After all, I won the victory in the past by relying on intuition without knowing anything."

"Mr. Holmes, you are using the name Sherlock Holmes, and you still have the nerve to say that you are an intuitive type." Conan glanced at Sherlock speechlessly. "So, you set up the office like this, and hope that I can deduce that your identity is MI6... Why do you do all this?"

"Since you already know the answer, we'll give you an extra piece of information - who would use a name that's obviously a pseudonym as a pseudonym?" Holmes held the unlit firework and looked at Edogawa Conan with a smile, "As long as all the impossibilities are ruled out, then -"

"No matter how unbelievable it is, the rest is the truth." Edogawa Conan subconsciously continued Holmes' words, looking at the people around him, his eyes widened in surprise, "That means--"

"Although the official name of MI6 has changed from Military Intelligence 6 to Secret Intelligence Service since 1920, the name MI6 is an inseparable origin for everyone in SIS." William wrote on the blackboard skillfully and turned his head to look at Conan Edogawa. "You are familiar with Sherlock Holmes, so you should know it very well--"

"What does the letter 'M' mean?"

"James Moriarty."

"That's right. The 'M' in MI6 is not only the first letter of Military, but also the 'M' of Moriarty." William put down the chalk and leaned on the blackboard as if he was introducing himself to students in the past, smiling, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is William James Moriarty - the name I told you before, only the last name is fake."

"Good-night, Mr. Sherlock Holmes." Bond crossed his arms and looked at Sherlock.

"Good-morning, Mr. Bond." Sherlock chuckled and followed Bond to provide more hints to Conan Edogawa.

"Irene Adler." Conan Edogawa quickly found the corresponding name from his memory, "But, as for Bond... 007!?!"

"But the Holmes family has nothing to do with MI6." Because McCoff and Albert were far away in London, England, Holmes took on the responsibility of an elder and supplemented Conan Edogawa, "Although we, like the Moriarty family, bear the sins of the British Empire."

"Holmes got into trouble a hundred years earlier than Moriarty did," William complained, picking up the chalk again. "But MI6 at that time was almost equivalent to Moriarty's criminal gang - until Moriarty died. Although this agency is the base of MI6, it is still a normal detective agency in essence."

"Because Holmes and Watson don't belong to MI6 - only Moriarty belongs to MI6."