The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1374 Four people couldn't even afford a bottle of wine
In that instant, both sides confirmed each other's identities.

Needless to say, everyone knows who the other party's former employer is.

An FBI agent and a Japanese police officer—they've run into each other.

Shuichi Akai certainly knew Amuro Tooru's identity; even if it wasn't confirmed, he could tell a thing or two from his appearance...

Everyone is an undercover agent.

I can still vividly recall the expression on your face when you, Bourbon, saw your companion being killed.

That time, the person killed was a member of the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

Similarly, it's highly likely that this bourbon is also one.

After all, these two people joined the organization around the same time, and they seemed to have a pretty good relationship.

They even arrived at the scene immediately after their companion was killed.

What else could they be but accomplices?
However, before he could confirm it, Shuichi Akai was not sure about it.

As for why he could see it, the organization couldn't.

Of course, it's because he covered for Bourbon when he was in action back then.

Otherwise, anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that this bourbon was a fake liquor spy.

Thinking of this, Shuichi Akai said, "The disguise on your face, was it done by that woman?"

Bourbon remained silent and did not reply.

You already know all this, so why are you asking?

Within the organization, besides that old lady codenamed Vermouth, there's probably no one else who could achieve this level of skill, right?
“She hasn’t shown herself at all. It seems like she’s been orchestrating all of this behind the scenes.” Shuichi Akai already had a guess in his mind. Then he turned to Bourbon and said, “There are our people all around the hospital now. You’re just walking into a trap.”

"That's not necessarily the case."

Bourbon's lips curled slightly. "It's still uncertain who will emerge victorious."

"There's absolutely no point in you doing this."

Upon hearing this, Shuichi Akai sighed helplessly and felt a little troubled.

Judging from his attitude, this Bourbon seems completely unyielding...

To be honest, fighting this guy, who might be a member of the Japanese police, would be completely against his interests.

Now, his mission is complete, and Rena Mizunashi has been returned to the organization.

All that's needed is to evacuate, and this mission will be complete...

But there's this guy blocking the way.

It's really a difficult situation.

Just as he was pondering this, Bourbon charged forward again, throwing a punch at him.

Whether it has any meaning or not is none of your business.

Shuichi Akai had no choice but to stretch out his arms to block.

Knowing that his legwork was inferior to his opponent's, Bourbon immediately retreated after throwing a punch.

He jumped just in time to dodge the sweeping leg that followed.

Just as the two were fighting, the door to the ward next door was suddenly pushed open.

"What time is it? Can't a person get some sleep?!"

She was an older woman, who looked obese and was wearing pajamas. Her face was bulging with fat, and she was clearly unhappy with the commotion outside the ward.

Shuichi Akai and Bourbon were both interrupted by this sudden accident.

The two looked at the middle-aged woman next to them, then exchanged a glance and understood each other's meaning.

Bourbon turned and ran, with Shuichi Akai in hot pursuit.

The older woman was left watching the two men leave, her face full of anger.

…………

Although it's a bit outrageous, it's actually quite reasonable.

Neither Bourbon nor Shuichi Akai wanted to attract too much attention.

Due to the reasons behind the two people's goals.

Shuichi Akai let Bourbon escape by holding back.

Bourbon, naturally, could no longer continue the entanglement.

After all, his purpose was to stay behind and cover the retreat.

Getting carried away with fighting is too irrational...

Bourbon and Shuichi Akai haven't seen each other for a long time, so the outcome is still uncertain before they face off.

For the past few years, he's been relentlessly improving his physical fitness. All for the sake of defeating this man when they meet again…

But now, the result is already quite obvious.

Shuichi Akai is an extremely strong man, far beyond what I can currently handle.

"If this continues, the situation will be very unfavorable for me..."

Bourbon was very clear-headed and directly admitted that he was not as skilled as others.

What to do if you can’t win?
It was, of course, a strategic detour and retreat.

After we go back and further refine our skills, another blitzkrieg might not be out of the question.

With the idea that failure is the mother of success, Bourbon fled the scene, planning to return next time to redeem himself.

With his abilities, escaping the hospital would certainly be no problem.

Soon, relying on the skills he had honed over years of undercover work, he left the scene and drove his Mazda, which he had prepared in advance, to the warehouse where they would meet.

Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Bourbon return.

Even so, in situations like this, if the other party gets caught, she would only say "I hope you die."

But the boss definitely won't give up on Bourbon...

In the end, you still have to fight for it.

Taking one is one thing, but to actually steal another?
Are they really treating this old lady like a young girl?

The situation is pretty good now; at least we don't have to rescue anyone from the FBI anymore.

Vermouth was quite curious about her fight with Shuichi Akai: "You fought that man?"

"Yeah, we exchanged a couple of blows."

Bourbon gripped his arm in response, "That guy's fighting ability is very strong."

"You think he could let you go so easily after fighting him?" Vermouth, who had also fought Shuichi Akai and knew how difficult he was to deal with, asked suspiciously, "You didn't check him before you came, did you?"

"Of course it has been checked."

Bourbon shook his head slightly and said helplessly, "I'm not so bad as to make such a basic mistake."

"..."

Vermouth simply nodded and didn't say anything more.

Having learned her lesson the hard way, she now suffers from PTSD.

They are extremely sensitive to things like listening devices.

After all, his own foolish son would randomly throw around listening devices for no reason.

Her godson came to mind, and she pulled herself out of her thoughts, glancing around at the three people present.

There were four when they arrived, and there were four when they left.

Well, that makes sense.

As for Kusuda Rikumichi...

If he dies, he dies. We can just mention it casually when the time comes and that's it.

Anyway, he's just an outsider.

The four people gathered together, as if it were a team-building activity for the organization's members.

However, among them are a double agent, a Japanese police undercover agent, a CIA undercover agent, and a detective undercover agent.

It's fair to say that even a group of people couldn't concoct a single bottle of genuine liquor.

They're all fake alcohol.

Fujino thought it was a bit abstract.

It was supposed to be a serious operation, rescuing criminals from the clutches of the righteous FBI...

In the end, it turned out that a group of double agents went to rescue another CIA agent from the FBI, and incidentally, this CIA agent also reached a cooperation agreement with the FBI...

It's really quite difficult to make a clam.

So, this group of people has absolutely no connection with the organization?

No, that's not right either. There's a genuine bottle of liquor that's connected to the organization...

It's not really considered real alcohol, after all, he's just an outer member. I bet countless people die in the organization every day...

At most, it's like half a bottle of wine crashing down?

That's pretty much it.

(End of this chapter)