The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1365 The topic of living off a woman and using someone else's power

Even though people die whenever you go out, and encountering murder cases is commonplace, it's still surprising to encounter something like this right after having dinner...

I'm still feeling pretty bad.

Whether it's good or bad, it will eventually shatter into pieces.

After looking at the large and small bags in the suitcases on their backs, the group decided to go home and tidy up first.

If I were to buy anything else, I wouldn't have room for it.

Since there were fewer people today, Fujino was driving a Taurus, not a Sea Lion.

…………

Just as Fujino was leisurely strolling through the streets.

Conan and Hattori sat in a coffee shop near the hospital for almost a whole day.

The two of them were thinking about how to win over Hondo Eisuke.

It's possible, but unlikely, that he'll betray Fujino.

Conan closed his eyes to rest, lost in thought.

Hattori Heiji, his face dark with anger, was getting increasingly annoyed by his expression: "This won't work, that won't work, so what do you want to do?"

He felt a little tired.

I'm just an NPC who came to help.

How did it turn into doing hard labor?
Conan slowly opened his eyes, sighed, and picked up the drink cup on the table: "Dealing with Fujino is just too difficult."

"So now, we have no choice but to take an unconventional approach..."

"What do you mean?"

Seeing Hattori Heiji's confusion, Conan simply said, "Let Hondo Eisuke find his sister."

"Have you found his sister?"

"Yes."

Conan simply nodded and began sharing his plan with his best friend.

…………

Conan and Hattori, these two best buddies, are discussing something.

Our auntie Vermouth wasn't idle either.

Dr. Liu is not on duty today, so naturally Nurse Lin is also on leave.

Therefore, this became the best time for communication and exchange.

She used the simplest method: she called Kusuda Rikudo to begin preparing the first step of her action plan.

Although from the beginning, Kusuda Rikudo was in a single-player mode, and had never had any contact with him or her contact information.

However, she was still able to contact Kusuda Rikudo.

When Kusuda Rikudo received the message from his female superior who had excluded him, he naturally didn't have a pleasant expression: "How's the operation going? Why are you working so hard, only sporadically?"

"The boss has been paying close attention to this matter."

"We have gathered all the intelligence, but the exact location has not yet been determined," Vermouth replied with a slight smile.

In her eyes, Kusuda Rikudo was already a dead man.

What's there to argue about?
Moreover, he was destined to be a dead man from the very beginning.

Do you really think the boss doesn't have my contact information?
The fact that it wasn't explicitly stated means that even the BOSS knows that revealing the contact information of an organization member to a pawn to be discarded is tantamount to leaking the organization's intelligence.

Kusuda Rikudo frowned: "The location hasn't been confirmed?"

Vermouth responded, "That's right. We can now be fairly certain that the target is on the third floor of the inpatient building, but the exact room number is still unknown."

"Therefore, we need you to confirm this."

"After all, given our status, it's not convenient for us to take action."

"That's why we admitted you to the hospital in the first place."

Hearing this, Kusuda Rikudo felt that something was off.

But then he thought that he was being valued and that it was finally time to take action, so he didn't say anything.

Sure enough, the trump card is always used last.

As for backstabbing and such...

Our Kusuda Rikumichi never imagined he would be betrayed.

After all, we're all in the same organization. You can't possibly betray me and send me to my death, can you?
This is what Kusuda Rikumichi, who is utterly loyal to the organization, thinks.

Unfortunately, he knew nothing about the organization.

Well, the organization is a place where everyone is a double agent.

This guy is incredibly lucky to have survived this long.

Vermouth gave a brief explanation and then dismissed Kusuda Rikudo.

There's no particular strategy involved; it's just a simple and straightforward action plan.

After hanging up the phone, she couldn't help but sigh.

From the very beginning, after receiving the news that Fujino, the manager, was abandoning his duties, she began to devise a plan of action.

Fujino's tactic of using someone else to do his dirty work, along with the substitution of a pimp and a feint, was something she approved of.

The key lies in how to execute it.

Let Kusuda Rikumichi commit suicide.

We must also give Bourbon a chance to act.

Of course, this wasn't a big problem for her, given her extensive practical experience.

I just feel a long-lost sense of mental exhaustion.

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In a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Fujino planned to go out early in the morning.

Hongye was quite curious about what was going on that made her want to go there the very next day after just one day of playing with her.

Fujino felt that this was a bit difficult to explain.

He simply explained, "Well, I have something to take care of, so I can't really talk about it..."

Hongye nodded in agreement. "I understand, after all, you're a detective!"

She appears very petite and sensible.

Fujino touched his chin, feeling a little guilty about saying that.

But you can't exactly say that you're secretly plotting to kill a member of a criminal organization and rescue someone who seems to be a member of the criminal organization but is actually a CIA spy, with a suspected immortal and a Japanese public security undercover agent as accomplices, right?

Even if I told you, Little Red Leaf probably wouldn't believe it...

Well, I might believe it and go to verify it.

Then they immediately uncovered Touko's true identity.

It can only be said that for this seemingly dull but not at all dull young lady, getting a police officer's file doesn't seem to be a difficult task.

After all, even the guys from the Public Safety Commission were no match for her.

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Today's hospital is also a scene of vibrant life and flourishing development.

A large group of people lined up in front of the office, vying to have Dr. Liu treat their kidney deficiency.

Fujino felt a little tired.

Although his body had undergone countless strengthening and tempering processes, reaching a level of indestructibility.

But I can't keep going through all this trouble...

If he keeps doing this, he'll probably develop kidney deficiency soon.

He glanced at the elderly woman next to him and immediately became furious.

Compared to Dr. Liu, Nurse Lin next to him seemed very relaxed.

All she had to do was wear a cheongsam, flaunt her charm, and get some medicine.

Fujino wanted to drag the old lady over to be shown to others.

I just think she probably wouldn't watch it...

That's all we can do. Dr. Liu, with his immediate results, is busy, as is our young, pregnant wife, Hondo Sakura.

She wandered around the hospital, trying to find her sister.

But what she didn't notice was.

A gaze was watching her from behind.

After watching for a while, he quietly retreated behind the corner of the wall.

Ward 307.

Rena Mizunashi remained lying in the hospital bed, looking like a sleeping beauty.

Half of the bedside is blocked by a curtain.

Wearing a blue suit, Conan was explaining his reasoning: "That person is definitely Hondo Eisuke, no doubt about it. And that Dr. Liu, we can now be pretty sure it's Fujino. Now, we just need to figure out a way to keep it from Fujino..."

The FBI agents agreed with Conan's idea.

In reality, the fewer people involved in this matter, the better.

Moreover, he is a young man who is the spokesperson for the Metropolitan Police Department, a famous high school detective, and who can pull out his police ID at any time to say that he is a criminal consultant.

They were all afraid that this young man would be unethical and report them on the spot.

Although the idea is a bit too extreme.

But Conan felt that this was something that old man Fujino would do.

After listening to Conan's plan.

A hint of doubt lingered in Judy's eyes: "But our Sleeping Beauty is still unconscious, so if that's the explanation..."

"I guess there's no way to explain it to that child."

"That is something we definitely need to consider."

Conan thought about it and had to admit, "If he finds out about this, he'll definitely become suspicious..."

"At that time, the effect might be counterproductive."

"But, given the current situation, there's no other way, is there?"

Shuichi Akai, upon hearing this, spoke up at this moment: "The child who is related to Sleeping Beauty has been involved since arriving at this hospital. Even if he wanted to break free of the relationship, it would be impossible in the current situation."

As he spoke, he glanced at her and said, "The only problem now is that our Sleeping Beauty is still sleeping..."

"I just don't know if she's really sleeping or just pretending."

Conan also glanced back at Rena Mizunashi with a suspicious look, as if he had discovered something.

“The dean cannot yet determine whether she is truly unconscious or feigning unconsciousness,” James said at this moment. “However, based on physiological responses, the dean believes she is indeed in a coma.”

“But she’s a CIA agent.” Shuichi Akai glanced at her sideways. “As a CIA agent, she must have received training before the operation…”

"So, we can only wait for the EEG test scheduled in a few days." James stroked his beard. "Physiological reactions can be controlled, but brainwaves are something that humans cannot control."

"..."

Rena Mizunashi, lying on the bed, remained silent for a moment.

They all guessed it correctly...

Although she hadn't trained specifically, she could still control herself during routine tests thanks to her willpower.

But brainwaves...

Just like James said, that thing can't be controlled by willpower alone.

She thought about it for a while, wondering whether she should come clean.

After considering that she, a prestigious CIA agent, had fallen into the hands of the FBI, she chose to play dumb.

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Our Dr. Liu spent the whole morning treating patients with kidney deficiency, and by noon, it was time for lunch.

Beika Central Hospital has a cafeteria, and food is provided free of charge to staff.

The elderly lady, Vermouth, who had some free time, returned with the food and placed it on the table. After glancing around to make sure no one was there, she calmly said, "Things have been settled. Now, it's time to see his performance."

"Is the arrangement sound?"

"safe."

The old lady picked up her lunchbox and started eating: "With his skills, it's almost impossible for him to go unnoticed. He's been loitering around the hospital for so many days, he must have been noticed by those people. Even if they haven't noticed him, he'll give himself away as soon as he makes a move."

Fujino glanced at her: "What if you don't give yourself away?"

“Then I’ll make him slip up.” Vermouth smiled knowingly. “After all, disguise is what I’m best at.”

Fujino chuckled upon hearing this: "Well, you're really ruthless when it comes to your own people..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Vermouth's eyes flashed with a hint of resentment.

She was too embarrassed to say who had orchestrated all of this.

It was clearly you who gave me the orders!

How dare they say this about me now!

However, considering that the other party was now a big guy, she didn't say anything.

Then, he asked, "So, what are you planning to do next?"

There's nothing else we can do.

While eating, Fujino replied during a break, "The plan is all set up. Now it's just a matter of when to take action..."

"There's no point in continuing this stalemate with Hondo Eisuke."

"Aren't you going to help him find his sister?"

Upon hearing this, Vermouth couldn't help but tease, "You're not using that child as a tool to support your plans, are you?"

“I don’t want to hear what you’re saying.” Fujino glanced at her. “What do you mean I’m using him as a tool? It’s clearly a mutually beneficial arrangement. I helped him find his sister, and he just helped me out a little bit in return.”

Vermouth scoffed, feeling that this guy's mouth was full of nonsense, not human words.

Then, she continued, "But what are your thoughts on Bourbon's matter?"

"Bourbon?"

"Leaving aside Kusuda Rikudo, Bourbon also knows that you and I were acting together..."

Vermouth paused mid-sentence, observing Fujino's reaction, "If he finds out, your identity will be exposed."

"Or do you want to give him to us too..."

"It's not that bad, I don't have that strong a murderous intent," Fujino said, not really worried about it.

After all, that Bourbon kid is a member of the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

Even if they knew, they would surely regret that a good young man had gone astray.

What if you don't feel sorry for it?

Then I'll contact our little red leaf so you can feel sorry for her.

If it weren't for the small red leaves, Fujino might have considered it, but with the small red leaves, there's no need to consider it.

Our little red leaf isn't even afraid of the Public Security Committee above you, right?
Regardless of whether the methods used are aboveboard or not.

Being able to live off a woman is something you have to earn through your own abilities.

However, it's not really appropriate to talk about these things with older women right now.

This card can be exchanged for something.

So, Fujino said calmly, "I'm not worried about Bourbon getting caught. Besides, only the FBI knows about this. If Bourbon knows, it means he has connections with the FBI..."

"This also proves that he is an undercover agent."

"He couldn't possibly be an undercover agent too, could he?"

"..." It's hard to say.

That's what Vermouth wanted to say.

After all, when she thought about it, there was always something strange about Bourbon.

They're practically the same as me.

Even if they weren't undercover agents, they still had some element of treachery involved.

However, the word "also" seems to have some meaning to it, doesn't it?

Just one simple sentence plunged the elderly woman into a series of questions.

(End of this chapter)