The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1372 Internal Strife

Kusuda Rikumichi was completely bewildered when his accomplice held a gun to his head.

That was fine before, but what the hell is going on now?

He spoke hurriedly in a low voice, "It's me, don't shoot!"

"Yes, it's you."

Vermouth's lips curled into a slight smile as she pressed the gun against his forehead: "The person I'm looking for is you."

"...?"

Kusuda Rikudo typed another question mark, his bewildered expression deepening.

Wait, what's going on here?

If they've already confirmed that I'm one of them, why are they still pointing a gun at my head?

They're looking for me again...

Could it be that they're planning to kill me?

Why?!
Could it be that I offended them too badly?
It can't be that bad. Even so, I was sent down by the BOSS...

Kusuda Rikumichi's mind raced under the threat of death, and he immediately realized that the so-called Plan B was nothing more than bait to lure him out.

However, he still couldn't understand why he had provoked the other party to personally execute him...

Did I break some kind of cardinal rule?
"boom!"

Facing the still-dazed Rikudō Kusuda, Vermouth simply pulled the trigger lightly, and then a muffled gunshot echoed through the night.

Vermouth's lady pistol was fitted with a silencer.

But the sound was still very loud.

However, compared to the boundless darkness of the night, this commotion seemed utterly insignificant.

The city's hustle and bustle at night alone is enough to mask it.

And so, Kusuda Rikumichi was taken offline.

Despite being an elite among the peripheral members, he was still just a peripheral member. Compared to the cadres, the life of such a small person was insignificant within the organization.

Just like Akemi Miyano back then.

Even if they were executed, no one would care much.

She's just a sacrifice, used and discarded, with no regard for her worth...

Perhaps because she was shocked by her eighteen-year-old son who was still in elementary school, Vermouth understood the principle that talking too much can lead to trouble.

After firing the gun, he checked Kusuda Rikudo's clothes again to make sure there were no listening devices or recorders before he felt relieved.

Looking at the corpse in front of her with a pattern of bright red plum blossoms blooming on its head, her eyes showed no particular emotion, only indifference.

After all, she had seen plenty of corpses like this before, so making one more wouldn't matter...

If anyone's to blame, it's that this guy knows way too much.

It's true that the older woman dislikes this guy, and she certainly has thoughts of getting rid of him.

However, ideas are just ideas in the end; they are too troublesome to actually implement.

Even if I have to do it myself, I certainly won't get my hands dirty...

However, since Fujino had already spoken, she had no choice but to reluctantly move.

Otherwise, we'd have to get Fujino, the boss, to make a move.

It would be bad if we upset this boss.

Besides, we still need to nip it in the bud...

In the eyes of our older auntie, Kusuda Rikumichi is a completely unstable factor.

Even if they aren't caught today, they'll be caught sooner or later.

If I were caught by the CIA or FBI in the future and they confessed to this, then my affair with Fujino would be exposed.

I don't care about myself. The organization already knows exactly who I, Vermouth, am.

The most important thing is that kid Fujino.

A high school detective who looks so innocent shouldn't be tied to an organization. It wouldn't benefit him, and it certainly wouldn't benefit me either.

Therefore, it must be sealed off.

In this world, apart from the dead, no one can keep a secret 100%.

Only when the potential leaker is rendered dead can everyone feel at ease.

As for the BOSS...

It doesn't really matter. Anyway, the boss probably already knows that he and one of his men were posing as doctors and operating in the hospital. Unless, one day, the FBI agents get caught by the boss and he specifically questions them about this...

However, if that day ever comes, this matter won't seem like a big deal.

…………

Meanwhile, Fujino was already leaving the hospital with Kir and Bourbon.

The departure process went smoothly.

After all, everyone was sent out to chase after Kusuda Rikudo.

Bourbon was halfway there when he suddenly said, "You guys go first, I'll cover you. That man definitely won't let us leave easily."

"I reckon they've already started calling for reinforcements..."

“I’ll stop him; the two of you should be able to handle the others easily.”

Fujino glanced at Bourbon and asked, "Do you have a gun?"

"Of course."

Bourbon patted the pocket inside his work clothes. "But in a hospital, shooting is not a rational act..."

“Indeed, if we fire, it will probably attract the attention of the FBI immediately.” Fujino understood this. “However, the FBI can’t fire either, since they are currently conducting illegal operations. If they fire, they will probably be caught by the Japanese police immediately.”

"Correct answer..."

"Then you should just not carry a gun. Carrying this thing can easily cause it to go off accidentally."

"..."

Bourbon remained silent, feeling that what Dong Xuelian was saying was utter nonsense.

Having a gun and not using it is one thing, and not having a gun and being threatened is another.

Fujino silently contemplated: Can a gun really withstand a blizzard?
Have you ever heard of the saying, "Within ten steps, my blade is swift; beyond ten steps, I'm practically cheating"?
Fujino snapped out of his thoughts and said in a deep voice, in his guise as Dong Xuelian, "Then be careful. I'm taking Gil away. The rendezvous point is the warehouse where we first met. Get there as soon as you escape. If you're more than an hour away, I'll assume you're dead."

"understand……"

Bourbon responded, turned around, and prepared to start a second war with Shuichi Akai.

Fujino glanced at the dark-skinned young man and knew that the kid was definitely not satisfied yet and wanted to go back and give Akai Shuichi a couple more whacks.

However, he wasn't worried that anything would happen to the two of them.

In his opinion, the young man was unlikely to kill Akai Shuichi.

At most, they'll just get a beating.

As for those who tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing more than they gained and were caught...

Fujino thought that was impossible.

Putting aside the absurd extent to which this kid has achieved through training, his physical abilities alone are practically superhuman.

Even if he were to disregard his physical body, as long as his identity were revealed, he wouldn't be caught...

Even if they were arrested, I doubt the FBI would dare to detain them like they did with Rena Mizunashi.

The FBI can arrest someone like Rena Mizunashi, a CIA agent, so what? They're all on the same side, just fighting amongst themselves, and they're even mortal enemies. They might even get a reward for catching her…

As for others, that won't work.

Bourbon is a member of the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

You dare to arrest Japanese police officers?
Don't you know whose territory you're operating illegally on right now?
If you catch them, you'll all get promoted!

All I can say is that the FBI is like this: outwardly submissive, but inwardly ruthless!

(End of this chapter)