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

The electronic voice was emotionless, but the questions it asked made Mizuno Rena's heartbeat suddenly accelerate.

She looked at the photo in front of her again and nodded slowly: "Yes."

"The last police officer I saw was him. I heard another police officer call him 'Four Valley', but I don't know his full name."

Mizuno Reina added in a calm tone.

The electronic voice asked again: "Have you told Gin about this?"

"I did mention it. In the last Osaka mission, I was slandered as a murderer and was temporarily detained by the police. After I was cleared of suspicion, I submitted a report to Gin, which mentioned the appearances of several public security officers, including this Furuya."

"What did he say?"

"Nothing." Mizunashi Rena looked calm, "Because I was in contact with the police, he didn't contact me for a few days. He just asked other members to monitor me to see if I was being targeted."

The electronic voice snorted coldly, said nothing more, and directly cut off the communication.

Rena Mizuno listened to the electronic sound used by Rum disappearing and the surroundings fell into silence again, and cold sweat silently slid down her back.

She looked at the computer screen again, and this time she felt the words and pictures on it deeply stung her eyes.

Bourbon.

She had heard of this code name but had never seen the other party. She only knew that he was a powerful intelligence agent, a subordinate of Rum, who was killed in a mission three years ago.

At that time, she was secretly glad that there was one less scourge to the organization.

But now, Rum's attitude made Mizuno Rena suddenly understand the other party's identity.

The mixed-race police officer who had met her once had once infiltrated the organization as an undercover agent. Bourbon was his code name at the time.

——And she, the undercover agent from the CIA, Hondou Eikai, admitted her identity to a senior member of the organization in person a few minutes ago in order to avoid angering him.

Rena Mizunashi lowered her head and remained silent, waiting for Curacao, who was Rum's confidant, to tell her what to do next, whether to stay here or leave.

Curacao finally spoke at this time. She turned to the other two and said, "Did Glenn ask you to stay here?"

One of them nodded. "He said that a large international exhibition is being held in Shibuya these days. If we go to the streets to lookout for the wind with our temperament, it will easily alert the nearby security guards, so we found a few ordinary low-class people."

Glenn?

Could it be that Glenn was responsible for dealing with Bourbon?

When Rena Mizunoshi heard this code name, she was distracted for a moment.

By the way, she went to Osaka with Glenn, but he left that night, just missing Bourbon who came the next day. Otherwise, Rum would have known that Bourbon was an undercover agent.

...Wait, if it wasn't that time, how did Rum find out that Bourbon was still alive? Could it be that another member who had seen Bourbon saw him and reported it to Rum?

...No, that's not right. With Rum's personality, if he found out that his former subordinate was an undercover agent and returned to the police after faking his death during a mission, he would just keep it a secret and investigate secretly - it's not like he has no previous record of similar things - he would never let her, who is Gin's subordinate, confirm it.

Is it the organization’s mission?

Someone who was above or equal to Rum told him the news about Bourbon and asked him to check...?
Thinking of the recent undercurrents within the organization, Rena Mizunashi fell silent again.

At this time, she heard another man in black say:

"Come to think of it, the undercover agents who escaped from the organization are still alive. Mr. Glenn also found a group of suspicious foreigners in Shibuya yesterday. Many of them were carrying guns. Their temperament and behavior did not seem like mercenaries. He suspected that they were from Ley and the FBI..."

"Shut up." Curacao interrupted him, "You can't just sniff out undercover information." Her tone made Mizunashi Rena feel strange again.

The undercover agent from the CIA quietly raised his head and took a quick, unnoticeable glance at the second-in-command's confidant.

Is it an illusion?

Why did she feel that Curacao's tone when he mentioned undercover was far less disgusting than Gin's?
……

On the other side, the Metropolitan Police Department.

Due to the special nature of their work, the explosive ordnance disposal class has a dedicated training room and laboratory, which displays various types of bomb models and also houses some materials for making bombs.

Jinpei Matsuda stayed in the laboratory today. He was holding some common bomb disposal tools and tinkering with something on the table.

A policeman from the explosives squad who knew him teased him, "Is the first search section so idle that you have time to come here every day to study new bombs? Since you are so curious about it, why don't you just switch back?"

“It’s not idle, but some work will be taken over by other departments.”

As Matsuda Jinpei spoke, he looked up at him, and at the moment he looked up, he noticed a stranger in a suit appeared at the door of the laboratory.

Anyone who could appear near the training room must be an insider, but his temperament clearly did not show that of an ordinary policeman.

"..."

Jinpei Matsuda immediately stopped what he was doing.

A colleague noticed what Jinpei Matsuda was doing and also stopped teasing and looked outside. He was surprised to see a stranger outside: "Who are you? What can I do for you?"

The other person's sleeves and trousers were wet, there was gauze on his forehead, and there were faint bruises on his cheeks. His expression was filled with a trace of anxiety that was difficult to conceal. Seeing that they noticed him, he took out his ID from his pocket.

"National Police Agency Security Department, Yuya Kazami."

Yuya Kazami walked into the room. He saw something half-unpacked on the table, then turned to Jinpei Matsuda and said quickly, "Officer Matsuda, we need your assistance. Please come with me."

"..."

Matsuda Jinpei, who didn't like the public security style, raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

The colleague looked surprised. He looked at Yuya Kazami, then at Jinpei Matsuda, and whispered, "Matsuda, tell me the truth. Did you secretly beat up the Superintendent of Police, and now the matter has been exposed and the police have found you...?"

Matsuda Jinpei ignored the joke. He took off his gloves and carefully cleaned the gloves with unknown chemical liquid on the fingertips before walking forward: "Reason?"

Yuya Kazami took a deep breath and was about to explain when a series of ringing sounds suddenly came from his arms.

He whispered an apology and turned to answer the phone.

Matsuda Jinpei looked at his back, and for some reason, he had a bad feeling in his heart. He frowned and asked, "What happened?"

However, Feng Jianyu did not answer his question. The tired-looking public security policeman turned around again and handed him the phone: "Officer Matsuda, he wants to talk to you in person."

Matsuda Jinpei vaguely realized something. He ignored the stunned looks of his colleagues behind him and took the phone from the police officer in front of him. "Hello?"

"It's me, Matsuda."

The voice coming from the other side made Jinpei Matsuda stand there in a daze.

Without waiting for him to speak, Furuya Ling continued: "I'm in some trouble and need your help. Can you come with Kazami?" (End of this chapter)