Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 1107 It’s a long story
"Kumair, this lunatic...!"

With a sudden brake, the vodka was almost loaded onto the van in front of him without him caring about the call and the other party could hear it clearly and couldn't help but scold him.

He was chasing after Kamal, who had relatively good driving skills and a maximum capacity of two people. The driving pressure was already quite high. If he was not careful, he might be thrown away by the traffic. And then the sudden emergency brake...

Rear-end collisions of vehicles are easy to deal with, but when the collision occurs on a motorcycle, the safety of the rider is difficult to guarantee.

"Hey, what happened? Did you have a car accident?" Tang Ze's voice was still full of laughter, as if he didn't hear his extremely corrupt curse at all. "Then it seems that my plan is working well?"

Vermouth supported herself on the ground with one foot, looked at Akai Shuichi in front of her who seemed a little confused because of the sudden stop, pursed her lips, and didn't dare to say anything.

Kumail didn't even look at the circumstances under which he crashed the car.

The car that Curacao was in was similar to that of Akai Hide, a small sedan.

Almost immediately after changing lanes to the leftmost lane, Kumail turned the steering wheel and passed directly through the gap between two cars in the adjacent lane, completely knocking the entire car over the guardrail of the bridge.

Both cars could crash together, the speed was quite amazing, and it was inevitable that the road would fall into complete chaos.

In a hurry, the vehicles behind them and even some cars in front that were unaware of the situation soon had a series of collisions, and the traffic on the entire bridge almost came to a standstill.

"Indeed, they have stopped everyone." Vermouth added very reasonably, "Do we need to shoot Akai Shuichi now?"

It didn't matter whether Akai Shuichi was beaten to death or injured. What she didn't want most now was that she didn't want the child in the passenger seat to be involved.

Whoever that person is, he's a trouble, so it's best to tell Shuichi Akai to shut up.

"Shoot directly at the surveillance section? Vermouth, stop talking meaningless nonsense." Gin's voice was cold and stern. "Kumair, check the condition of Curacao and the others in her car. Don't leave anyone alive."

"Yes Yes--"

Kumail added lazily with a long drawl, and then fell silent, as if he was really trying to find a way to get into the water to confirm the situation.

When he fell into silence, the motorcyclists who were chasing the car finally started to have a heated exchange.

"Really? The traffic is paralyzed, and it's hard to carry out our plan to take the people away, right?!"

"Taking Keel away under surveillance will attract a lot of attention. Keel is a well-known figure."

"It's easy to deal with them if we just identify the target and force them into a corner..."

Gin listened to the noisy voices of several people, frowned and stared at the electronic map in front of him, thinking about his next strategy.

Kumail was prone to playing the risky role in any plan, and at this point it was no use blaming him for making moves without warning.

If he had been more obedient, he wouldn't have developed his current character. After all, a dog can never become a wolf.

So Gin's thoughts quickly skipped over the question "What's wrong with Kumail?" and moved on to the next step without any internal friction, thinking about how to effectively solve the problem on his side.

"Now that we have locked on to our target, let's confirm the passengers in the car before the police arrive. Cohen, Chianti, abandon the vehicle you were following. Lock on the location of Vodka and Vermouth."

"As for the shooting..." Chianti, who was covered in a helmet, glanced at the backpack that he had pinched, "My rifle is protesting against this quiet scene."

"Leave the shooting to those outside the field of vision. I'll be there soon."

Since Gin had said so, the others naturally had no objection.

Except for Vermouth, who was once again on edge, they had all turned the car around, ready to proceed according to Gin's instructions.

"The driver of the third car is a pretty sturdy driver. I tried to get to the other side of the car without alerting him... Hmm? Kiel?!"

Just when Vodka was about to get off the motorcycle and walk to the other side of the walkway, the vehicle that had just stopped suddenly turned, as if it didn't care about its life, and ran directly over the flower bed in the middle of the road, turned around and left in the opposite lane that was never congested.

The process sounded very quick, as if this was also the FBI's escape route, but Vodka's expression at the scene was almost twisted into a ball.

Because from his angle, he could clearly see that the car was not controlled by the driver at all, but by the person who had been leaning on the passenger seat with his head down, and it seemed that he took advantage of the gap when the vehicle braked to suddenly jump up.

She unbuckled her seat belt and grabbed the driver's steering wheel and the middle gear lever. Soon, under Vodka's horrified gaze, she ran in a twisted serpentine manner, switched to the opposite lane and left this lane.

"Oh no, big brother. I don't know if Kiel's men are fighting with the driver for the steering wheel. The car seems to have run away again!"

"Ok?"

"But, they are actually at this end closer to the hospital... In this case, uh, then, then doesn't that mean..."

Vodka looked in the direction they were going and broke into a sweat.

Cars No. 1 and No. 2, which were in the front position, had already passed Beihu Central Park, but Car No. 3 was still heading in front of the park because its route was completely different.

If we turn around like this again, we will be heading in the direction of the starting point...

"He's heading in the direction of Gin." Vermouth finished his words and curled the corners of her mouth, "It seems that Akai Shuichi is also planning to catch up."

"What do you mean you plan to catch up?" Gin, feeling the veins on his forehead throbbing, bit the filter of his cigarette tightly, "Explain clearly."

Although her feet had already landed on the ground and she had plenty of time to run over and stop it, Vermouth simply switched hands to hold the phone.

Then he changed his foot and stepped on the ground.

It seemed as if these two simple actions showed that she had tried her best.

Vermouth looked through the sunglasses of her helmet, watching the two figures quickly flip through the flowerbeds and reach the other side of the road, then she said something to the driver on the roadside, quickly changed to another car and got in, shrugging her shoulders. "Ah, he didn't show off his stunt driving skills. He just got out of the car, switched to the other side, drove a car and ran away." Her tone was leisurely, as if she was describing something insignificant.

"Huh?!" Chianti let out a loud and incomprehensible onomatopoeia over the commuter.

"Your target, and your enemy, are both heading your way. Get ready."

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"How did you determine Gin's location, Mr. Akai?"

There was no time to sit in the passenger seat, and Conan knew that sitting in the front seat would make him a target of public criticism, so he got into the back seat and looked at the Haido Central Hospital which was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but ask.

Of course he knew that Akai Shuichi, who was not only undercover in the organization but also had a real code name, must have been very familiar with the organization that outsiders like them could hardly imagine. However, the fact that he could locate Gin's possible location based on the positions of a few followers was still a bit too advanced for a detective who relied more on reasoning rather than empiricism.

"It's not hard to tell." Shuichi Akai, who had already gotten used to the new car, turned the steering wheel very quickly, and the front of the car adjusted its position almost instantly. "Since Gin didn't show up himself, he needs to command the overall situation. It's similar to the role played by James here."

Rather than being a decision-maker, James is more of a transit station for intelligence gathering and exchange, and his main role is to maintain efficient information integration and communication.

He guessed that Gin's role in this incident must be similar.

"On the surface, there is no distinction between codename members of an organization. All codenamed members have equal access to basic resources, facilities and manpower of the organization. But you also know that this is impossible in a large organization." Akai Shuichi kept paying attention to the surrounding street scenes, trying to find the absolutely familiar Porsche, while explaining to Conan in a semi-popular science manner, "For a transnational criminal organization like this, if there were only two levels, it would definitely be a disaster."

It’s all about management. What to manage, how controllable is the thing to be managed, and whether the nature itself is critical…

The purpose of hierarchy is differentiation, which is basic common sense.

If a second-in-command like Rum had the same authority as other codename members, the undercover agents wouldn't have it so hard.

"Gin's identity is not simple. He is not the kind of absolute manager who can decide the overall situation of the entire organization, but as long as he wants, he can get the authority to deal with almost everything. Since he has participated, he can no longer be the commander of this operation."

Akai Shuichi said this and quietly swallowed the other decisive reason.

Also, since Tang Ze was a participant, but not much information was communicated to him in advance, it means that Tang Ze's identity was a supporting role that was relatively independent of the mission.

There are very few people who are qualified to have Kumail as a supporter. If the person in charge now is not Gin, it must be Bourbon.

...The plan planned by Bourbon and then having Tang Ze crash the police car off the bridge would be a bit too scary.

"This is the first time I've heard of this." Conan held the handle tightly and widened his eyes slightly. "Since his authority is so high, why did I witness the transaction?"

He was not surprised by Gin's position in the organization. Based on his current contacts, there were actually not many members in the organization who were as chilling as Gin in temperament.

It would be too scary if a guy like this was just a lackey in the organization.

But since he is a manager, why would he be so cheap as to go to Dorobiga Park and ride the roller coaster just for a scheme to extort money? !
That plan, even if the box was filled with US dollars, how much money would it cost?
No intelligence agency can be short of mid- to high-level informants, right?

"…It's a long story." Akai Shuichi, who roughly knew what kind of role Gin usually played, had a strange look on his face.

Gin's growing suspicion is closely related to the fact that some basic tasks of the organization always go wrong.

You let your subordinates do the tasks, and then if they make mistakes, you have to find someone to deal with them. If this person can't be dealt with well, you have to find a third person to deal with the previous one...

For example, to get rid of Shigehiko Tsuguchi, Pisco was sacrificed, and then Vermouth and Kumail were sacrificed for assistance, and finally Gin was sacrificed to kill him himself... Situations like the big fish eating the small fish like Pisco are rare in the organization, but not uncommon either.

"Personal involvement is an excellent quality even in a criminal organization. Probably." It was difficult to put it into words, and Akai Shuichi could only conclude, "Never mind that. Since Gin plays a similar role to James, his location, including the communication method he chooses, is very easy to confirm."

"It won't exceed the hospital radius by too much?" Conan guessed.

"One kilometer. It might even be right in the hospital parking lot." Akai Shuichi gave a chilling answer.

While they were actively moving and trying to conceal their plans, perhaps in a corner of the parking lot, the real mastermind was quietly watching them.
It's no exaggeration to say that this scene is from a horror movie.

"In that case, there is a high possibility that he chose the vehicle as the command point." Conan judged calmly.

The actions ahead are highly variable, and there are sudden changes in the situation like now.

In order to ensure mobility, whether it is to keep up with the task or to evacuate early, the commander should choose a flexible vehicle like James before.

"Yes. And Gin just has to drive..."

"…it could only be the Porsche."

Tang Ze let go of his hand and slid down the rough bridge pier to the bottom. In front of Yuya Kazami's horrified gaze, he jumped over the drop in the water in just a few seconds and landed beside him.

"When will Gin change this habit? Maybe he will be harder to find." Tang Ze sighed, "This can be regarded as a kind of literary disease of classical criminals."

"What and what..." Feng Jianyuya wiped his face full of small scratches, raised the unconscious person in his hand unhappily, "Well, how should we deal with this?"

You can't blame him for having a bad temper. After being thrown down like that, he is really grimacing.

The FBI is being tailed one-on-one by the organization, so the problems on Curacao can only be solved with some assistance from the Japanese public security.

It was for this reason that Feng Jianyu agreed to Tang Ze's special skills request.

Even if the technological components are sufficient and the effects are excellent, it will still hurt.

"Just leave it to me. You know I always have ways to deal with it."

(End of this chapter)