Ke Xue: This police officer is too martial

Chapter 259 Dyeing
After thinking for a long time, Conan looked up at Makino anxiously: "Could it be...she is a member of the Black Organization?!"

Makino shook his head and said, "I'm not sure whether she is a member of the Black Organization or not. This is all I can tell you. The following content will be charged~"

Conan: "???"

Without waiting for Conan to speak again, Makino casually raised his hand and waved, then turned and walked towards the door: "If you really come to work at the Metropolitan Police Department one day in the future, it won't be too late for me to tell you~"

After Makino left, Conan stood silently in the empty office, lowering his head in deep thought under the moonlight.

Although Makino didn't tell him much, he had already resolved most of his doubts.

"No wonder that white-haired woman always gives me a strange feeling. No wonder Officer Makino suddenly appeared in the park today and even brought that white-haired woman with him to observe..."

Thinking of this, Conan suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at the place where Makino had stood before, his pupils shrank slightly.

He finally realized what that "feeling of disharmony" that had been bothering him all day was.

Apart from Makino, he didn't see any other police officers today!
Neither the Metropolitan Police Department, which he was familiar with, nor the National Police Agency, which he was not familiar with, seemed to have sent anyone to Toudou Aquarium Park to investigate.

The incident happened very close to there, but no one came.

Needless to say, the Metropolitan Police Department knew that this matter was within Makino's jurisdiction, and since Makino had already arrived at the scene in person, there seemed no need to send other police officers.

But it’s different for the Police Department. If this matter is really related to the Public Security Group of the Police Department, those people naturally won’t stand idly by.

He didn't believe that no one in the entire police department could have imagined that the white-haired woman might appear near the aquarium park.

"Officer Makino, are you and the police..."

……

After half an hour.

Tonight's small gathering ended completely with Kogoro Mori getting drunk and passing out.

After saying goodbye to Xiaolan and the others, Makino drove away with Curacao.

Along the way, Curacao turned his head and looked at the moonlight outside the window in silence.

She reached a hand into her pocket and slowly touched the dolphin pendant she had obtained in the morning. Her eyes were clear but faintly flashed with an inexplicable color.

Makino did not speak actively, but instead drove while carefully observing his surroundings to confirm the situation around him.

More than ten minutes later, at Makino's house.

Makino looked at Curacao beside him and chuckled, "The leftmost room on the second floor and the room next to it are both empty. You can pick any one. The rooms are fully stocked, and toiletries and other things are all new. You can use them as you like. Just tell me if you need anything."

Curacao nodded slightly and said, "Okay, thank you for your help."

Makino chuckled and shook his head, "Don't worry about it. You must be very tired after playing with those kids today. Your memory hasn't recovered yet, so go to bed early today. We can deal with the rest after you wake up tomorrow. Maybe your memory will be restored when you wake up tomorrow~"

Hearing this, Curacao's eyelids trembled slightly, and he nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Makino, I'll go to rest first."

Curacao's unnatural eyelid trembling naturally did not escape Makino's observation, but Makino did not care. Instead, he nodded and said, "Okay, then you go to rest first. I still have some things to deal with. I will go to sleep after I finish them."

After saying that, Makino walked into his room in front of Curacao.

Curacao looked at Makino's back and his eyes flickered.

Two hours later, late at night.

Makino frowned as he looked at the countless names and information on the computer screen.

At this moment, he had only one question in his mind - "How did the distillery survive until now? Is it really just relying on Gin and Rum?"

The names and information on the screen were all restored by him from Curacao's broken mobile phone with the help of Bane.

Makino had heard Curacao mention the name at the top of the profile today on the Ferris wheel.

-

"Stout, London member, MI6 undercover..."

"Aquavit, Toronto member, CSIS undercover..."

"Weishelian, a member of Berlin, suspected to be a BND undercover..."

"..."

-

In addition to these official members of the organization with "wine names", this information also includes more than a dozen undercover agents from various organizations who do not have wine names.

The largest number of FBI and CIA members are involved, and their locations are spread all over the world, even in remote Africa.

Curacao has already sent out this list in batches in the form of documents.

If nothing unexpected happens, everyone on this list should be offline now.

The deceased colleague that Shuichi Akai had mentioned to him before should be among them.

Apart from this list, there was no other useful information in Curacao's mobile phone. The only thing that was somewhat useful was Rum's contact information.

However, Makino knew the working style of the people in the winery very well, and this so-called contact information was not of much use.

At this moment, Makino glanced behind him and chuckled, "You've been standing for quite a long time. Can't you fall asleep? If so, do you want me to make you a cup of hot milk?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sigh sounded behind Makino: "Mr. Makino, it seems that you already knew it, right?"

Makino turned to look at Curacao, who had an unsure expression on his face, and slowly said, "What do you mean? Is your code name Curacao? Or have you recovered your memory? Or have you quietly opened the door three minutes ago and stood behind me to see what is happening now?"

Curacao looked at Makino in front of him and slowly closed his eyes. "Makino Ryuichi, a counselor of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, with the rank of Superintendent. He was once assassinated by two members of the organization, Chianti and Cohen, but he eventually killed them and survived... I heard Lord Rum mention you and investigated you."

"Oh? What are the results of your investigation?" Makino asked curiously.

Curacao opened his eyes and looked at Makino with a complicated look: "Just like the information Bourbon found, you are just an ordinary Metropolitan Police Department police officer, not a member of the Public Security Bureau or other intelligence organizations, and you have no intersection with the organization..."

At this point, Curacao glanced at the computer screen in front of Makino and the torn cell phone on the table, and shook his head: "If I'm not mistaken, the reason why the police and the public security haven't found me yet should be related to you, right?

Forget it, it's not important anymore... Mr. Makino, since you already knew my identity, why did you dare to bring me back to your home? Aren't you afraid of me?"

Makino blinked and asked, "What about you? What are you going to do? Kill me and then go back to carry out Rum's mission to investigate the undercover?" Hearing this, Curacao subconsciously pinched the dolphin keychain through his pocket, lowered his head and fell silent.

Makino glanced at Curacao's condition, chuckled and shook his head: "There are many opportunities to kill me. If you really want to kill me, you wouldn't stare at me silently from behind for so long.

In addition to killing me, you have another option, which is to run away directly. But since you are standing in front of me now, it means you are not going to run away. Curacao, what is important now is not my thoughts, but your thoughts. "

Curacao loosened his hand holding the keychain, looked up at Makino, his face full of confusion: "I... I don't know what to do next."

She knew that if she had not experienced today's "journey", she would probably try to kill Makino in front of her first, and then continue to work for Rum and the organization as Makino had just said.

but now……

Whether it was the children who had been pulling her to play today, or people like Makino Xiaolan who treated her very kindly, they all made her experience the "emotion" she had never experienced before.

This is also the reason why she did not take direct action even after she recovered her memory and knew that Makino already knew her identity, but instead silently observed Makino for a long time behind his back.

Makino looked at Curacao who was silent in front of him, put away the smile on his face, and said seriously: "Curacao... No, Finney. Do you want to change the way you live?"

Curacao murmured, "Change your way of living?"

Makino nodded slightly. "That's right. There is more than just black in this world. Aren't your hair color and the little dolphin in your pocket both white? If you want, I can help you become a real Finny."

"The real...Finny..."

"..."

On the other side, in a dark alley in Beika Town.

A man in formal clothes and glasses opened the door of a white Mazda sedan and sat in the passenger seat after carefully observing his surroundings.

As soon as the man sat down, he lowered his head and said, "I'm very sorry! Mr. Fūya, we still haven't found that guy. I also sent people to investigate the suspicious places you mentioned, but..."

While talking, the man kept his head down, his face full of guilt.

Although the woman who sneaked into the police department was stopped by him and Mr. Fūya before she sneaked into the data room, the problem was that Mr. Fūya's face was seen by the other party.

If he fails to find that woman in time, the best outcome for Mr. Fūtani... might be that all his years of undercover career will be wasted.

Not to mention the possible "bad results".

Finding someone was originally his task, but in order to help him find that person quickly, Mr. Fūya took out his precious time to help him analyze several suspicious locations.

But even so, he still hasn't found that guy.

"Mr. Furuya trusted me so much that he even put his life in my hands, but I..."

At this moment, Fūya Rei said, "Let's not talk about this matter for now, Kazami. Remember to go to the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow and suppress this matter as usual.

In addition, the FBI seems to be investigating the whereabouts of that person. When you take action in the next two days, you must also find a way to find and monitor their movements.

Although their purpose may be similar to ours, I cannot completely trust them. We must not let them find that person first!"

"Yes!" Officer Kazami nodded quickly.

After Kazami got off the car and left, Furugami Rei took out his cell phone, glanced at the text message sent to him by Makino, chuckled and shook his head.

He has already done what Makino said and tried to divert the attention of the National Police Agency and the Metropolitan Police Department.

Since that person is in Makino's hands, he naturally doesn't have to worry about his undercover identity being exposed.

He didn't know what Makino was trying to do, nor did he know how Makino was going to deal with Curacao, but none of that mattered anymore.

From the past to now, he has never really "seen" Makino clearly, but this does not prevent him from trusting him unconditionally.

Thinking of this, Fūya Rei looked down at the text message that Makino had just sent two minutes ago, and laughed: "Sometimes I really don't know if you are the police or I am the police..."

……

The next afternoon.

In a white car driving on the highway.

After hearing the message on the phone, James Blake said in surprise: "Have you found someone who looks like Curacao? Hospital... I know!"

After hanging up the phone, James Blake quickly looked at Shuichi Akai and Judy in front of him: "Camille and the others have found Curacao's whereabouts. She is currently receiving treatment in a hospital in Mihua."

Akai Shuichi and Judy looked at each other and said in unison: "Hospital?"

James nodded and said, "Yes, she was found by a nearby resident and sent to the hospital. Her injuries were not serious, but she seemed to have lost her memory."

Hearing this, Akai Shuichi lowered his head and thought for a moment, frowned and said: "Amnesia? Could it be a trap set by that organization?"

James shook his head and said, "I have the same concern, but Carmel has sent people to investigate the surrounding area carefully and found no suspicious guys, but it's only temporary.

At present, we cannot rule out the possibility that the Black Organization also knows this news. Kamal and his men have already deployed defenses around the area. When we get to the hospital, we will immediately take Curacao to other places!"

At the same time, inside a black luxury car.

After reading the message on the phone, Rum's expression changed and he immediately made a call: "Gin, you should have arrived in Tokyo, right? Lark has found Curacao. According to the information he investigated, Curacao seems to have lost his memory.

The FBI has found Curacao before us. Their next step will probably be to take Curacao to some other place. I have already sent people to follow him. We must not let Curacao fall into the hands of the FBI!

If you can't bring it back, make her shut up completely! When necessary... I allow you to use those two 'things'!"

……

In the ward of Sakuma Hospital in Yūka-cho.

Makino, who was disguised as a doctor, looked at Curacao on the bed and said calmly, "So far, everything has gone according to our plan. The FBI has been lying in ambush nearby, and they will come to take you away soon."

As the effect of the sleeping pills in his body became more and more obvious, Curacao's eyelids gradually moved closer and closer: "Mr. Makino, I'll leave everything to you..."

"Don't worry, when you wake up again, you will be Finny~" Makino chuckled.

As Makino finished speaking, Curacao's eyelids closed completely, leaving only the sound of slight and rhythmic breathing in the room.

Makino glanced at the curve of Curacao's mouth, chuckled and shook his head, turned around and glanced out the window casually, muttering: "It's time to choose the next lucky audience~"

(End of this chapter)