Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 352 How can protection be called an offense?

"Bam—"

Curacao kicked open the closed door and rushed to the hotel rooftop.

The night wind whistled past her, ruffling her hair. She took a few steps forward and finally saw the entire rooftop clearly.

Because the hotel is facing the sea, behind the guardrail on one side is the sea, which looks even more mysterious and magnificent at night. The entire rooftop is empty. The most conspicuous are several water towers near the entrance. There is no helipad.

The overall view was dim, with only a circle of small lights on around the water tower. Although it was some distance away from Curacao, the lighting was enough.

From a while ago, her cell phone kept vibrating at a unique frequency. This was a unique signal from Rum's men that they were about to arrive, so she quickened her pace and ran to the rooftop.

Curacao tucked a few strands of hair behind his ears, took out his cell phone, and while keeping an eye out for any movement in the safety passage, he couldn't help but think of what he had just experienced.

What on earth is going on tonight?

……

Now, whenever Curacao mentions the code name Shirley, his body will ache.

This girl, who grew up in the organization and went through several guardians before it finally came into her hands, suspended her drug research because of the death of her sister Miyano Akemi and wanted to ask Rum for an explanation.

The result is predictable - Rum remained unmoved, and even ordered her to be locked in the gas chamber used to punish traitors, without giving her food or water, so that she could "calm down".

Then, she disappeared out of thin air.

Shirley was in charge of an important research project. Her sudden disappearance made Rum furious and terrified. He concealed the news, asked his confidants to find her as soon as possible, and repeatedly interrogated people related to Shirley.

As Shirley's guardian at the time and the one who put her in the gas chamber, Curacao was naturally rebuked by Rum. If Rum had not been sure that she had been brainwashed and was 100% loyal to him, she would definitely die in the interrogation room.

After coming out of the interrogation room, Curacao has been looking for someone. She has tried various methods, almost dug three feet deep around the base, and checked the surveillance over and over again, but there is still no news.

However, after many days of fruitless searching, Shirley suddenly appeared in this hotel, just as she disappeared in the gas chamber.

Thinking of this, Curacao couldn't help but frown.

Shirley finally escaped from the organization, but she did not hide herself under a false identity. Tonight, she came to a highly rated show and was caught by the camera.

Is this normal?

As Curacao thought about it, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Did she seek refuge with the police?

Shirley inherited her parents' brains. With her talent and research level, as long as she seeks help from official agencies and expresses her willingness to serve the country, she will definitely receive full protection.

And today, Japanese public security police happened to show up in this hotel.

Investigations of domestic officials are often handled by the public security department. Not long ago, a member of the parliament, Tunkou, was reported by an unknown person. They may have found out that he was related to the organization, so they used Shirley to play this drama.

It doesn't matter that they can't find the member sent by the organization to kill the congressman from the vast number of guests. They can use Sulli as bait, hide the real her, and have someone with a similar body shape dressed up as her be photographed. Then the organization will definitely send members to find her.

This would explain why the photographed Sulli was wearing different clothes from the one she saw on the surveillance camera. Arranging more decoys would make it easier to be discovered...

...No, that's not right.

Curacao quickly denied his idea.

If we really want to find a bait to lure out the organization, Scotland is enough.

The value of a scientist is far greater than that of an undercover agent who escapes after a failed mission. Given Shirley's abilities and her experience of studying in the United States, if the Japanese police really accept her, they will certainly do their best to conceal the news and make her disappear completely.

The security arrangement was also wrong. The two people she had knocked out in the safe passage and knocked down downstairs were too weak, even if they were just used to make the organization relax their vigilance.

Although that is their average level, since we want to arrest someone, we have to send a few capable ones.

And there is another equally important point -

Why was Rum's email late?

This question made Curacao more alert than "Why did Shirley appear in the hotel?"

She had a special software on her phone, developed by a group of talented programmers that Rum had coerced and bribed her into sending. She was usually very careful and only interacted with members of the organization. She would never click on unfamiliar emails or numbers, so the possibility of being hacked was very small. Excluding Rum's accidental omission, other reasons...

The cold night wind made Curacao's mind clearer, and all the doubts that she had temporarily ignored due to time constraints suddenly flooded into her mind.

Could it be that when she was previously in contact with a member of an organization, the other party took the opportunity to implant a virus that would intercept emails?
Curacao, who knew that there were many undercover agents in the organization and had just dealt with one of them, broke out in sweat.

At this moment, another thought flashed through her mind at a faster speed.

and many more.

If her phone was really hacked, then the evacuation email she just received...

——Really? Was it from Rum?
"Da da da da..."

In the night sky, the sound of mechanical stirring came from far away, breaking the tranquility of the rooftop.

Curacao looked up and saw an armed helicopter flying towards her. It lowered its altitude and stopped in mid-air at a certain distance from the rooftop, looking down at her from above.

The machine gun pods suspended on both sides of the wings suddenly opened fire!
Curacao: “!!!”

……

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

The sound of dense bullets exploded above.

Eto Daizo froze on the ground, even forgetting for a moment that he could stand up. He listened to the gunshots that seemed like the sound effects from a war movie come to life, and felt his scalp tingling.

Even though he had become a public security officer and had dealt with enemies with real guns and live ammunition, he had never heard such dense gunfire at such a close distance.

At this moment, he seemed very close to death.

Next to him, Aoyagi Binkou was holding his cell phone as if nothing had happened.

Even though the gunshots were deafening, he stood calmly and naturally, as if he was at a banquet. His voice reached his ears word by word, and the FBI agent was communicating with the other party in English.

"It's quite a long way from the base. You guys must have worked hard. As for the report... eh? No need? That's good."

Eto Daizo was speechless.

Yokota airspace.

Located above the Yokoten military base in the Tama area of ​​Tokyo, it covers Tokyo, Kanagawa Prefecture, Saitama Prefecture, Gunma Prefecture and many other places, almost spanning the entire Japan vertically.

This is airspace governed by the United States.

Although it has not won any battles since its establishment, its status is still very important. Domestic passenger planes in Japan need to take a detour, and if you enter without permission, it may be a bit troublesome.

Yokohama, where this hotel is located, is just below this area.

——And this was the support that Aoyagi Akimitsu called for when he was in danger.

I don’t know how long it was, maybe ten minutes, or maybe just ten seconds, when the gunfire suddenly stopped.

Eto Daizo looked up subconsciously. Because he had just turned around, what he saw from this angle was not the door leading to the rooftop, but the small window at the corner.

He saw a figure falling from the window, followed by a vague sound of falling into the water.

The young policeman felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Qing Liu Bingguang finally finished the call. He lowered his head and glanced at the young policeman who was still kneeling in front of him, his body stiff.

A quick smile seemed to cross his face at the gesture.

"...Are you qualified to be a public security officer?"

His voice was light, but his tone was rude.

Happy New Year

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(End of this chapter)