Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Fire, explosion, severed limbs, and the people stationed in the surrounding buildings all turned into corpses.

Tonight's troubles are quite significant.

Besides these surface-level features.

There's also the matter of Rum.

The death of the organization's number two leader is what will truly cause a major upheaval, and may even affect future plans and direction.

But what can we do? We can't catch the Dark Knight at all...

"coming!"

The phone rings.

Vermouth looked at the caller ID.

It was that person's phone call.

“Take it,” Amuro said, turning around and staring intently at the other person.

They've already discussed how to talk about this, including how to end the relationship.

The incident would eventually reach the organization's top brass through various channels, and it wouldn't be able to be covered up even overnight; this is not hard to guess.

Just recently, an organization member with a code name called Vermouth to inquire about her.

"it's me."

When the call connected, the same deep, fake male voice came from the other end.

"I heard Rum got into trouble," the person on the other end said.

"Yes, Bourbon and I have arrived nearby, and the scene is currently cordoned off by the police..."

Sitting in the car, Vermouth watched from afar as fire trucks, police cars, and other vehicles were parked near the hotel, and truthfully reported the situation at the scene.

Rum is confirmed dead, and Curaçao is also dead.

This also includes other elites from other organizations that Rum mobilized, all of whom were killed by the Dark Knight.

There was a brief silence on the other end.

"You'll investigate with Bourbon, and you must make sure everything is clear."

In the end, this matter was handed over to these two people.

What do you think will happen next?

As expected, Amuro was not surprised to receive this mission; he wanted to know Vermouth's opinion.

"There's no other way but to shift our focus."

"Some projects need to be moved overseas."

"However, the losses in this area are actually not so bad; the real losses are in places that cannot be seen."

Vermouth shook her head and said.

How many years has the organization been operating in Japan?

They have certain advantages in the political and business spheres that they don't have elsewhere.

"How much are you still hiding?" Amuro's gaze was deep. Before this, he had never imagined that Vermouth would stand with the Dark Knight.

This sounds like a fantasy.

Could it be that……

Was a lot of inside information leaked by Vermouth?
No wonder.

No wonder Gin's operations always fail.

“I haven’t done anything, unlike you,” Vermouth said with a laugh.

I didn't provide any remarkable information at all.

You, as an undercover police officer, are probably a different story.

"Is your ultimate goal the same as ours?" Amuro continued to ask.

The Dark Knight was essentially the middleman.

He wasn't too worried that Vermouth would betray him.

"I have no idea what your purpose is."

As she spoke, Vermouth turned her head and looked at the hotel building in the distance.

The fire did not spread, but it should have been enough to burn "Curaçao's" corpse to just the right degree.

"Om~"

Suddenly, Amuro received an email.

Click in to view.

This is a video.

Video footage taken outside the banquet hall on the tenth floor of the hotel.

In the video, Rum first enters the banquet hall with his men. Shortly after, Curaçao follows alone into the hall, behind a waiter.

It's very strange.

Neither Amuro nor Vermouth appeared in the video.

Then the Dark Knight arrived and killed the organization member who was waiting outside the banquet hall.

The banquet hall doors opened, and gunshots rang out continuously...

When he left, only the Dark Knight was there, and then the banquet hall caught fire...

This video shows absolutely no signs of editing or piecing together.

This was enough to prove they hadn't been there, as no one left until the fire spread.

Finally, due to the intense fire, the surveillance system malfunctioned and went black.

"How did he do that?" Sitting next to him, Vermouth also watched the video.

It's impossible that they revived the waiter and then found a location to film this scene!

“With this video, we can confirm the body and then we can call it a day.” Amuro was also quite surprised, but he didn’t show it.

"Such a big fuss is all for Curaçao, isn't it?"

"Could it be that the two of them..." Vermouth smiled.

It's true that the Dark Knight appears to be ruthless in his actions.

However, when the other party took action against the organization, they still seemed quite restrained.

This can be seen in Gin and Vodka, who survived many skirmishes.

The Dark Knight seemed to have some reservations, or perhaps he felt the time wasn't right...

This time it seems to be entirely because of Curaçao.

“If you’re so curious, why don’t you just ask her directly?” Amuro said, glancing at the witch.

I wonder if I'll get thrown off the building for meddling...

"If he likes bad women, I should give it a try..."

……

Miwa Town, 2-chome.

Having just gone through a major battle, the two of them, like any ordinary couple, were dressed in loose and comfortable loungewear, sitting in front of the TV eating a late-night snack.

The late-night snack was bought from a convenience store. There was a good variety of food, and it looked very tempting, but most of the food was just so-so in taste.

"No wonder you like watching these shows."

Curaçao held a piece of fried chicken in her hand, her hair was wet, clearly she had just taken a shower, and her skin was fair with a rosy glow, making her look very attractive.

The television in front of me is showing the weekly surfing challenge.

The male host was dressed quite normally.

But the girls were different.

They are really frugal with fabric.

Curaçao looked at them and saw that the largest one was no bigger than the palm of his hand, with all the fabric used to cover it.

Indoor surfing is indeed very exciting; you'll be swept away in no time.

"I'm criticizing, appreciating while criticizing," Lin Feng said as he ate a bowl of instant noodles in five seconds and drank the soup.

"Whoo~"

"What a contradiction."

Looking at the person in front of him, Curaçao found it hard to reconcile the image with that of the powerful Dark Knight.

The other person at this moment seemed to be just a young man who liked to watch late-night programs.

Of course, he's still a glutton, a very handsome glutton.

"So, you deliberately didn't dodge the bullets that day, waiting for me to save you?"

After the passion subsided and she regained her senses, Curaçao remembered how she had been framed.

"There wasn't time to hide."

"I never expected you to rush over to protect me without hesitation. I'm so touched," Lin Feng said with a smile, clutching his chest.

That's no lie.

"So, this time it's your turn to save me?" Curaçao leaned back on the sofa, her entire demeanor completely different from a day ago.

Are you free...?

No, I've been caught again.

Curaçao's face flushed even more, and she glared at the glutton who had ambushed her... (End of Chapter)