The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1384 Oh no, it feels like we've brought in a real alcoholic?

"They're childhood sweethearts, and they even look so alike, so how come they're so different..."

"It seems that impersonating Kudo won't work."

"We need to think of other ways."

Watching the girl in front of him mutter as she ran off, Kaito Kuroba immediately abandoned his plan to impersonate Shinichi Kudo.

Look at this posture...

He was about to be eliminated the moment he showed his face while pretending to be someone else.

Impersonating Shinichi Kudo without needing to disguise himself is an advantage.

But that's only if you're alive...

Although he looks very similar to Shinichi Kudo, even their childhood friends are quite alike.

However, the biggest difference is that his childhood sweetheart was obviously much gentler, weak and frail, unable to even kill a mouse, while this girl in front of him was like a shrew, hitting her with extreme force...

Thinking about it carefully, Shinichi Kudo hasn't had it easy either.

Fortunately, Nakamori, the old man next door, didn't let Aoko learn martial arts.

Otherwise, he felt that his already difficult life would be made even worse.

Kaito Kuroba expressed these heartfelt sentiments, while also offering a brief moment of silence for Shinichi Kudo.

…………

Although the red Siamese cat incident did not affect Fujino, it caused a huge uproar in Tokyo.

Television stations rushed to report on the incident, and for a time, the entire city of Tokyo was gripped by fear.

Information control also became ineffective at this point, since the red Siamese cat had already released the information publicly.

There's really no need to cover your mouth anymore.

Fujino sat back and watched the fight unfold, completely unconcerned.

In his mind, the red Siamese cat posed no real threat, and that was indeed the case.

None of these people stole the virus.

Hiroki also thoroughly investigated this group of people.

It's basically about a group of mercenaries operating overseas who received a commission from someone and then started their operation.

The purpose was to steal a national treasure Buddha statue from Nara Prefecture.

In fact, that person had already found a buyer and was just waiting to succeed.

With this intelligence, we could actually take down this group right now.

However, Fujino felt he was getting the short end of the stick...

Although Suzuki has already opened up the commission fee, it's always good to have more money.

Is it possible that the system doesn't even issue a task for something of this level?

They should at least give them ten or twenty million before discussing anything else.

However, as of now, there isn't any, so Fujino has chosen to lie low for a while and see if he can get some free rewards.

Thinking about it carefully, killing those terrorists after they board the airship seems like a way to demonstrate some value to the Suzuki family.
Maybe the commission will be even higher then...

After finishing his tour of the airship, Fujino was making plans when his aunt Vermouth suddenly sent him a message.

Fujino opened his secret little software, OICQ, and saw a message from Vermouth: 【0000 today, see you at the usual place...】

Fujino glanced at the message and immediately understood that the old lady had gotten some information from the BOSS.

It's very likely related to Shuichi Akai.

Without replying, he simply put his phone in his pocket and added the meeting with the elderly woman to his schedule.

After thinking about it for a moment, he thought of Conan and Shuichi Akai again, and pondered to himself, "Speaking of which, they must have anticipated this step as well, right?"

In Fujino's memory, Shuichi Akai and Conan had long ago planned Shuichi Akai's fake death.

Almost at the same time as letting Rena Mizunashi go...

What if we weren't prepared?
Fujino didn't care.

He continued to ponder in his heart: "Let's turn a blind eye to this and see what fate has in store for them. If they're not prepared, then so be it."

…………

At midnight, Fujino arrived at the usual place, the place where Mizunashi Rena was being held.

Fujino came over wearing a hood.

Vermouth was wearing a leather jacket and a helmet.

Fujino had an urge to stick two cat ears on this woman's helmet and make her cosplay as the Headless Horseman.

However, considering that the woman might think he was harassing her, he abandoned that outrageous idea.

At this moment, Vermouth took off her helmet and looked at Fujino, teasingly saying, "So punctual, aren't our Midnight Walkers off on their chivalrous deeds?"

Fujino was speechless: "Come on, look around Tokyo, where do you still see people sneaking out at night to rob and steal?"

"Now, if I want to find a spot, it's all down to luck."

"What if we mess things up and a crazy fan comes along and tries to take advantage of us..."

He didn't dwell on those things and asked Vermouth, "Stop talking about this useless stuff, has the boss sent a letter yet?"

“A letter has arrived.” Vermouth took out her phone. “The gist of it is what I expected: they want us to use her to get rid of Shuichi Akai.”

"Where are the manpower?"

Fujino looked at him and asked, "We can't just send the two of us to fight Akai Shuichi, can we?"

"That's not very realistic."

"Or, how about we bring Gin and Vodka back?"

“You’re overthinking it. Those two are still on vacation abroad right now,” Vermouth explained casually. “Chianti and Cohen, and besides them, there’s another very capable guy, codenamed Irish.”

"Can you fight?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes. "How good is he? Can he beat Shuichi Akai?"

Vermouth said softly, "I'm not sure about that, but his fighting skills are indeed quite good within the organization."

"is it?"

As Fujino listened to Vermouth's introduction, he already had an impression of Ireland.

It's probably that guy who appeared in the movie...

Their combat ability is indeed decent, and their intelligence is also somewhat there.

As for the other two...

Fujino pondered for a moment: "What about the other two?"

"Have their fighting abilities returned to normal?"

“No.” Vermouth pondered for a moment. “Cohen’s left hand was smashed by you, so he can only use his right hand now. And because of the fracture in his right hand, he can’t return to his previous sniping skills. Chianti’s leg was broken by you, but it hasn’t affected him much…”

"So now, the two of them are always acting together."

"Cohen will be in charge of observation and protecting Chianti, while Chianti will mainly be responsible for sniping."

Fujino couldn't help but complain, "You guys really are persistent, once you've got your hands on someone, you won't let go. Even in this state, you still want them to fight. Wouldn't it be better to just let them retire?" "They have no choice," Vermouth said helplessly. "Besides, now, the two of them have nowhere else to go besides the organization..."

"Not to mention Cohen, if Chianti, that madwoman, can't use a sniper rifle to go around killing people like this, she'll probably be so frustrated that she'll commit suicide in less than two days."

Fujino gave him a deadpan look: "You guys really are a bunch of lunatics."

"There's nothing we can do about it..." Vermouth shrugged helplessly. "Aren't all the executives in this organization crazy?"

"It's also..."

Fujino gave the old lady in front of him a meaningful look.

In some ways, this old lady is quite crazy.

Vermouth narrowed her eyes, sensing what he was thinking.

However, she accepted it readily.

Yeah, she's a lunatic too.

If I weren't crazy, would I still be standing here chatting with this guy?

Then she continued, "However, do you think the plan to have Rena Mizunashi kill Shuichi Akai can succeed?"

"Who knows?" Fujino shook his head slightly. "Whether it succeeds or not doesn't matter. This operation is just to appease the higher-ups."

“Perhaps they have a way to extricate themselves?” Vermouth crossed her arms. “If we just kill them like this, I feel it would be pointless.”

Fujino glanced at him: "You're actually feeling sorry for Shuichi Akai now?"

“I remember you must have a grudge against him…”

"It's quite rare that they don't actually wish for his death."

“Of course I want him dead.” Vermouth narrowed her eyes, unsurprised.

The other party seemed to know everything about her eldest son's affair.

It's clear that this is a matter of course.

Without any curiosity, she asked seriously, "The key question is whether you want it or not?"

"The situation is completely under my control now. As long as I turn a blind eye, this matter can be resolved."

"The boss also gave instructions."

"I don't care about this," Fujino immediately replied. "Whether he lives or dies, it doesn't matter to me as long as it doesn't affect him. It's all up to his fate."

Hearing this, Vermouth was a little suspicious: "This isn't like you..."

"Shouldn't you be putting on your mask, acting as a chivalrous hero, rescuing Shuichi Akai, and then disgusting the organization?"

“I’m not that bored.” Fujino scoffed. “This plan’s success is a merit. To be honest, if taking down Akai Shuichi would make me a high-ranking executive, I’d take down him right now in place of Mizunashi Rena.

As he spoke, he smiled slightly at Vermouth and said, "I really want to improve right now."

Belmode: "..."

Is this statement true or false?
This kid, I can't quite tell the difference between acting and the truth...

Compared to other real liquors, this one seems to be the real deal.
Could it be that I recruited a second-generation Gin into the organization?
…………

Upon entering the warehouse, Rena Mizunashi, dressed in a well-fitting leather jacket, sat in a chair fiddling with her phone.

Outside the warehouse, several people dressed in black were keeping a close watch.

Looking at the scene before him, Fujino was a little confused about the leather jacket and all that.

No, do the women in your organization have some kind of morbid obsession with leather jackets?
Chianti wears a leather jacket, the old lady wears a leather jacket, and even you, the undercover agent who was just rescued, wear a leather jacket...

We're saying this thing isn't hot to wear, right?
Perhaps it's to highlight some kind of image...

Anyway, leather jackets do look pretty good on people with good figures, though they can also be a bit of a head-turner.

For example, I'm wearing a black bodysuit right now.

It's reminiscent of Captain Lung from Project A, who lost his bicycle seat.

Vermouth looked at Gil in front of her, a smile on her face: "How are you feeling, Gil?"

“That would be wonderful,” Kiel said calmly. “It would be even better if we didn’t have listening devices on us, and if we had several armed men watching us 24/7 with tracking cameras, and couldn’t leave this area.”

“These are all necessary measures,” Vermouth chuckled. “After all, the one who suspects you isn’t me, but the BOSS.”

"Then, what brings you two here?" Kiel looked at the two men before him, already guessing what was going on. "That gentleman must have made some decision, right?"

“That’s right, that gentleman gave me…” Vermouth paused mid-sentence, then changed her words slightly, “To be precise, that gentleman gave you an instruction.”

"What instructions?"

"Get rid of our old acquaintance, Shuichi Akai."

"...?"

Upon hearing this, a small question mark appeared above Kiel's head.

You're telling me to kill Shuichi Akai?

Isn't this a joke?

To this, Vermouth simply said, "The main reason the boss doesn't believe me is that rescuing you from them was far too easy..."

"Although it wasn't exactly easy, we got through it smoothly."

"So, the BOSS assigned you this mission: to kill that guy Shuichi Akai."

Kiel sighed helplessly, "As for me to kill him, I doubt I could even succeed if I were to sacrifice myself..."

"Besides, I was just rescued. How can I let him take the bait?"

“That’s true.” Vermouth laughed. “I tried to lure him away and get rid of him before… but I didn’t succeed.”

As she spoke, her smile remained: "However, since the BOSS has already given the order, we have to carry it out no matter what."

"The boss has already thought it all out for you. You'll pretend to have been rescued from their side but are now distrusted, and have nowhere else to go but to seek refuge with them, hoping to escape the organization and flee abroad to be protected by them..."

"You provide the information so they can send Shuichi Akai over to discuss your joining their witness protection program."

"And then, you kill him."

Kiel frowned upon hearing this: "But, if you say that, will he really believe it?"

“There’s nothing we can do about it, that’s what the boss said.” Vermouth said, shrugging her shoulders. “To be honest, the boss even sent Ireland and Chianti Cohen to help.”

"As for the purpose, you should know it."

Kir said in a deep voice, "If I don't kill Shuichi Akai, they'll take care of it. If I defect, you'll eliminate me as well, right?"

“That’s right.” Vermouth sighed helplessly. “Although I wanted to help you, since the boss has said so, there’s nothing I can do…”

"I'm afraid I'll have to make you suffer."

As she spoke, she smiled slightly: "Of course, I will be in charge of this operation. As long as you don't betray the organization, the gun will never be pointed at you."

“I’m not like Gin, who considers the organization’s interests and casually executes people.”

"Then it seems I have no choice..." Upon hearing this, Kiel realized that he had no choice but to take action today.

After a moment's thought, he asked, "When will the operation begin?"

Vermouth said calmly, "Tomorrow, when the reinforcements arrive."

(End of this chapter)