Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 1304 Belmode's Game

Move, move...

Just now, the wristband moved by itself?
Shira stood there in a daze, staring at the wrist guard under the seat in horror.

To be honest, she doesn't believe in the existence of supernatural events in this world.

But at this moment, she experienced what it meant to say "my cabinet moved"...

The wristband was clearly lying flat on the grass. This is an indoor court. There was no wind interference and no one was touching it. How could it move by itself?

Shira stared carefully for a few seconds, but did not find any small animals such as mice inside the wristband.

At this moment, she had been standing in the non-designated viewing area at the front of the stands and had attracted the attention of the patrolling security guards.

If a fanatical fan rushed into the stadium and interfered with the players at this time, it would become a game accident.

"Hey!"

Shira's neck shrank, and he knew he couldn't stand there any longer, so he quickly turned around, walked up the aisle and left.

However, what she didn't know was that as soon as she left the fence of the stands, the grass under the seats also showed imperceptible signs of being crushed.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo was lying in the player's rest area at the edge of the court.

He had his entire head stuck under the chair where Minerva had sat, and in order to prevent the lawn from showing signs of being crushed, he had to adopt a crawling posture like a lizard.

This makes him look like a pervert.

Fortunately, all his "perverted behaviors" are based on the fact that he wears the [Lord's Ring] on his finger.

As for why we did this, we have to start from 10 minutes ago.

Ten minutes ago, Qin Zhibo arrived at the Wimbledon tennis court.

He used the invisibility function of the ring to easily pass through the laxly guarded gate and the two ticket checkpoints at the entrance.

After observing the layout of the entire central stadium, although he didn't know where Hades would place the bomb, he saw Conan, who was short but very conspicuous.

Conan stood in the middle of the empty aisle, his hands in his trouser pockets, staring at Minerva on the court with a serious face.

Of course, Conan wouldn't look like that just because he was too concerned about the situation in the game.

This made Qin Zhibo realize immediately that Conan had found out that the specific target of Hades' revenge was Minerva.

So, Qin Zhibo used his convenient invisibility to come to Minerba's contestant preparation area and investigate Minerba's personal belongings.

Minerba carries very little with her, just a water bottle and a towel, and the tournament organizers provide new ones for each round.

But under the seat, Qin Zhibo found a red wristband.

This must be the contestant's personal belongings, but it was thrown under the chair, and there seemed to be a white paper stuffed inside.

So Qin Zhibo wanted to take a look at the contents inside.

Of course, he didn't dare to do anything wrong in front of thousands of eyes on the court and the live cameras.

Otherwise, if it was filmed by reporters, it would become a supernatural event at the Wimbledon tennis court and would definitely become a hot topic around the world.

Therefore, Qin Zhibo fiddled with the wristband with the slightest movement to make the opening of the wristband bigger so that he could see most of the contents clearly while lying down.

This is exactly the reason why Masumi Sera saw "ghosts"...

Back to the present, Qin Zhibo finished reading the contents of the wristband, quickly crawled out from under the seat, crossed the billboard fence, and climbed onto the stands.

No one saw his agile posture.

Only after running to a secluded toilet did Qin Zhibo quickly take off the ring.

The moment the ring was taken off, the rumbling sound in my ears immediately disappeared and the world became real.

This is the side effect of the ring. When worn, it will continuously consume willpower and non-existent sounds will appear in the ears.

When the willpower is consumed to a critical point, the "Ringwraiths" will appear.

Qin Zhibo walked out of the bathroom, catching his breath while thinking about the note he had just seen.

The content on the note was written by Hades, and it roughly meant to threaten Minerva that he would blow up Minerva's mother when the game was over.

This means that both Hades and Minerva's mother should be on the court at this time.

And in order to prevent any accidents from happening, Hades should be in a place where he can keep a close eye on Minerva's mother and be able to remotely control the bomb to explode in advance at any time.

Where is it?

Qin Zhibo recalled the scene he had just watched on the court. The identity information of tens of thousands of people was revealed at the same time. It was a huge test of his eyesight to find the target among them.

The key is that Hades can also change his appearance.

And he couldn't be discovered by Conan on the field.

Because in Conan's understanding, he should be in Japan now, not London.

what can we do about it?

Just as Qin Zhibo was considering what to do next, an untimely phone call came in.

hum-

The buzzing sound of the phone surprised Qin Zhibo.

Is this Conan calling?
But since I am far away in Japan, Conan must understand that my help to him is very limited, right?

Qin Zhibo picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID on the screen. It was an unfamiliar number.

The key point is that this unfamiliar number is also the number that I least use to call myself.

This number was exactly the number that "Michael" used when he was working in the organization.

Although I have completely left the organization, my number has not been cancelled, so it can only receive calls but not make outgoing calls.

The only people who know this number are those in the organization.

Could it be that the organization wanted to talk to me about what happened on Vauxhall Bridge just now?
Someone from the organization called us proactively. There shouldn't be some signal tracking system waiting on the other end, right?
Qin Zhibo subconsciously had such doubts in his heart.

But on the other hand, this is also an important way to obtain organizational clues.

Besides, he was currently in a public place with tens of thousands of people present, making the investigation extremely difficult.

I was the only person in the venue who had evaded the ticket, so even if the organization tracked me down, they couldn't do anything to me.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhibo made a decision.

catch!
Qin Zhibo took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

At first, both sides were silent as usual, and no one was willing to reveal their information first.

But the silence lasted less than a second before the other party spoke first.

"Michael..."

"I'm Vermouth."

Qin Zhibo was shocked when he heard the woman's voice.

It’s actually Vermouth?
She had just escaped from the trap and she called me?

Was it intended as a mockery or a provocation?

Or is there another agenda?
Seeing no response from Michael, Vermouth knew she didn't have much time and stopped waiting, so she spoke directly.

"You're there, right? Michael?"

"Since you don't want to talk, let me do it."

"I never thought you were from MI6..."

Vermouth let out a long sigh of relief at the end of his words. As the person who had been dealing with Michael for the longest time, Vermouth had guessed Michael's true identity countless times.

At first, she thought Michael was a loyal confidant sent by the organization's boss.

After the Full Moon incident, she still believed that Michael was a close confidant of the organization's boss, but not loyal.

It was not until Gin's death that she finally understood that Michael was actually an undercover agent infiltrating the organization.

It is unknown which camp he belongs to, but considering the FBI's active performance in recent times, it is most likely that Michael is an undercover agent sent by the FBI.

But it was not until what happened today on Vauxhall Bridge that she understood the truth of the matter.

Michael's true identity is an undercover agent sent by MI6!
In fact, this is not difficult to judge, because only MI6 people know that Akai Tsutomu was once an MI6 agent. He went to the United States to investigate the organization 17 years ago, and his life or death is still unknown.

Since it was not certain whether this Akai Tsutomu was a real person, Michael was sent out again.

As the person who was most familiar with the organization, Michael naturally knew who the person who disguised him was most likely to be if it was a fake Akai Tsutomu.

So, he used himself as bait to trick himself into revealing his true identity.

Michael…

What an unfathomable man.

Maybe you are the silver bullet that could completely destroy the organization...

This is the inner summary of events that Vermouth made after experiencing today's events.

However, she didn't call Michael to say that.

"Since you are from MI6, I have some important information to tell you as a reward for your outstanding performance today."

"That is, at today's Wimbledon tennis final, a bomb is about to explode..."

"I'm sure you know the identity of the bomber. It's Hades."

"His target was the mother of tennis player Minerba Glass, and the bomb was in her hand..."

"And Hades himself was sitting directly across from Minerba's mother's stand, pointing a portable camera at Minerba's mother's face."

"How about it?"

"This is very important information..."

Listening to Vermouth's confession word by word, although Qin Zhibo remained silent, his eyes gradually widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

What does Belmode mean?
She actually took the initiative to tell him about Hades?
And how did she know this matter, and how did she know it in such detail...

Is it a trap?
But he rushed to Wimbledon Stadium almost non-stop. If the organization wanted to set a trap, it must have set it in advance.

Could it be that the organization could have calculated that after the Vauxhall incident was over, they would come to Wimbledon to resolve the bomb incident?

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Zhibo shook his head and felt that this was impossible.

If even this could be calculated, then he is truly a master of calculation.

"Then... I wish you good luck."

After saying that, Belmod hung up the phone.

Her last words, "Good luck to you," were a heartfelt blessing without any of the false courtesy between enemies.

Because only if Michael successfully solves Hades and the bomb, Conan and Kudo Shinichi behind this identity will not be revealed to the world.

Just now in the live broadcast, Conan did something childish that seemed to make a fool of himself in public.

But Vermouth knew that with her "godson's" reasoning ability, he must have discovered something was wrong and was working to resolve the incident.

If he successfully resolved the incident, the bomb would not hit Angel, but Conan would have to show under the attention of the whole world that he is not an ordinary elementary school student.

And at this time, Elena Miyano happened to say those words.

The lethality rate of ATPX-4869 is not 100%...

Although Vermouth is not sure what she has mastered, she can only do her best to remedy the situation to prevent the organization from suspecting that Kudo Shinichi is not dead yet, or even has become smaller.

In this case, the only solution is to reveal the information to Michael and let him solve the incident.

As for the information just narrated, Vermouth herself had been Hades's assistant after all, so she could naturally discern Hades's modus operandi.

It was just that she had completely left this identity a few days ago and was not fully aware of Hades' plan of action.

From now on, I can only leave it to him...

Vermouth plugged the microphone back into the landline at the counter and said "Thank you~" to the clerk behind the counter.

The clerk behind the counter stared at Vermouth's departing back with such an infatuated look in his eyes that he even forgot to answer.

Although her true face is hidden under the hat and sunglasses, just from the exposed part, you can tell that she is definitely a great beauty.

Vermouth dragged her injured shoulder out of the coffee shop, came to the parking area, and stood next to a black Hummer.

She pushed open the car door and saw Elena Miyano sitting inside with her legs crossed and watching a tablet.

"It's just going to the bathroom, why does it take so long?" Elena Miyano asked, tilting her head.

"By the way, I checked the injuries..."

Vermouth's tone was cold and she didn't want to talk much to Miyano Elena.

In fact, Vermouth did take a look at the injury, but the wound on her shoulder had already been bandaged, although the technique was not delicate.

She knew that it could only have been Michael who bandaged it.

After listening to Vermouth's explanation, Elena Miyano did not say anything and continued to turn her head to stare at the tennis game on the tablet.

After the car started, Vermouth asked in a cold voice.

"Where are we going next?"

Elena Miyano was looking at the tablet on her lap, looking very interested in the game on it, and had no intention of paying any attention to Vermouth at all.

Seeing this, Vermouth also turned her head and looked out the car window.

But just when Vermouth thought that this woman would not answer, Miyano Elena slowly spoke again.

"It seems that rats have entered 'that gentleman's' backyard. We need to go clean it up..."

"But don't worry, you are injured now, so you don't need to do it yourself."

That adult's backyard?
Vermouth frowned slightly. She only knew that the adult was often active in Japan and rarely came to England in person.

As for the backyard or something, she had never heard of it.

However, this woman who joined the organization later than herself seemed to know everything...

Just as Vermouth was guessing in her heart, Elena Miyano seemed to remember something and turned her head suddenly.

"correct!"

"I forgot to tell you that when I rescued you just now, I had my men kill the man who kidnapped you."

"Yes...three shots were fired?"

The man in black in the front passenger seat nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

Miyano Elena smiled slightly and looked at Vermouth meaningfully, "No need to thank me~ This is what I should do..."

After saying that, she continued to look at the tablet.

But after hearing what Elena Miyano said, Vermouth could no longer remain calm.

Now that Michael has been killed...

Who was the person who answered the phone just now?
(End of this chapter)