I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 333 This method is a bit risky, but the rewards are very high! (1st update)
In the dimly lit bar, Shuichi Akai stubbed out his cigarette on the scarred bar counter, leaving a charred mark on the glass surface from the embers.

He raised his sharp, dark green eyes, his voice low and hoarse: "I've already begun investigating that laboratory on the outskirts of Tokyo."

Shiraishi E was fiddling with an empty wine glass when she heard this, raising an eyebrow: "Oh? The one that Representative Tobuguchi mentioned?"

“That’s right.” Shuichi Akai pulled a folded map from his pocket and spread it out on the bar. His finger traced the red circle marked on the map: “The location was confirmed through our internal contacts, but…”

He tapped his fingertips on a few key points. "The security system is too tight—infrared sensors, fingerprint locks, 24-hour patrols. My men can't get in."

Before defecting from the organization, he had already built his own intelligence network within it.

It's not that Shuichi Akai is particularly capable, but rather that the vast majority of people who join the Black Organization are there for the money.

When faced with money, those people don't care whether Shuichi Akai is a traitor to the organization; they only care whether the other party can give them benefits.

Moreover, they don't want to put all their eggs in one basket; they'll all try to find their own way out.

The FBI is a good backup plan.

Therefore, even though Shuichi Akai was no longer in the organization, he was still very familiar with the situation inside.

Of course, in exchange, he also had to handle some things for those people.

Amuro Tooru, who had just applied an ice pack to his swollen eye, immediately sat up straight upon hearing this: "You want to force your way in?"

His voice was somewhat muffled due to the injuries on his face, but the opposition in his tone was clear: "This is too risky! It will alert the enemy!"

Shuichi Akai calmly lit another cigarette, his eyes sharpening through the swirling smoke. "Otherwise? Wait for the Japanese Public Security Bureau to investigate slowly?" He sneered. "You don't even know there's a laboratory there."

Amuro Tooru slammed his fist on the bar, making several empty bottles clang: "At least we can start surveillance! Figure out the patterns of people coming and going!"

"Surveillance?" Shuichi Akai exhaled a smoke ring. "I agree with your idea, but the problem is... do you have the manpower?"

His gaze swept meaningfully over Amuro Tooru's bruised cheeks. "The kind you can trust?"

Amuro Tooru opened his mouth, but in the end he only sighed heavily.

He realized that he couldn't arrange for people to keep watch on him for a long time. There was indeed a risk of infiltration within the public security system, and he didn't have any trusted confidants.

Kazami Yuya was not loyal to him; he was simply doing his job.

He remained silent, which was tantamount to agreeing to Shuichi Akai's suggestion.

Looking at the two men, one covered in blood and the other with a bruised and swollen face, Shiraishi E couldn't help but chuckle, "I say, why don't you two rest for a couple of days to recover from your injuries?"

"No need," they both replied in unison.

Shuichi Akai twitched the corner of his mouth, which aggravated the wound on his forehead, causing more blood to seep out: "This little injury is nothing."

Amuro Tooru coldly removed the half-melted ice pack: "Serious injuries are nothing!"

Looking at the two stubborn people, Shiraishi E didn't know why they were so stubborn, but they didn't care about their own lives, so what could he say?

"That's tough enough." He gave a thumbs up and said, "So it's settled then? Tonight's the operation?"

Shuichi Akai folded the map and put it back in his pocket, then stood up, leaning on the table, and said, "Yes."

After saying that, he glanced at Amuro Tooru.

Amuro Tooru also stood up with difficulty. Although his movements were somewhat slow, his eyes remained sharp: "I'll go join in the fun too."

Shuichi Akai gestured for the two to come with him.

On a mountain road outside Tokyo, two black sedans drove slowly without their lights on, eventually stopping in a secluded grove of trees.

Shuichi Akai's Chevrolet Suburban came to a stop first, its tires crunching over the dry branches with a faint crackling sound. Emi Shiraishi's Mazda RX-7 followed closely behind, the hum of its rotary engine gradually subsiding.

With a click, Shuichi Akai opened the car door and got out. He opened the back door and took out two military-grade night vision binoculars, tossing them to the two people who had just gotten out of the car.

“Look over there.” He lowered his voice, pointing to the brightly lit factory buildings in the distant valley: “The laboratory is underground in the main factory.”

Amuro Tooru adjusted the focus of his telescope and suddenly gasped: "These are infrared sensors?" He pointed to the faint red dots of light in the woods surrounding the factory.

Through the telescope, the towering walls and patrolling guards were clearly visible.

“Not only that.” Shuichi Akai, a cigarette dangling from his lips, spoke indistinctly, “I almost fell in that forest last time. There were miniature cameras in the trees and pressure sensors on the ground.” He pointed to his right leg, where a scar hadn’t fully healed, “and an armed team arrived within three minutes of the alarm being triggered.”

Shiraishi E leaned against the hood of the Mazda, raising an eyebrow upon hearing this: "Is that exaggerated? Is the organization protecting this place like a nuclear facility?"

Amuro Tooru's brow furrowed deeper, his fingers unconsciously tapping the telescope's casing. "A direct assault is impossible, and infiltration will trigger the alarm." He turned to Akai Shuichi. "What's your plan?"

Shuichi Akai finally lit a cigarette, the flame illuminating his cold profile: "Simple. A feint."

He exhaled a smoke ring and said calmly, "One person creates chaos to draw fire and attention, while the others infiltrate from other areas."

Shiraishi E smiled, finally understanding why Akai Shuichi had approached her: "So this 'bait' role is meant for me?"

"You have the strongest ability in direct combat." Shuichi Akai said calmly, but his tone was full of certainty.

Amuro Tooru, unusually, nodded in agreement: "Although I hate to admit it, your fighting power is indeed superhuman."

When it comes to intelligence gathering and infiltration, the two of them are both top-notch!
In terms of direct combat capability alone, they didn't think they were as formidable as the ruthless bandits.

Both of them had witnessed the bandit's combat capabilities firsthand; he could take on an anti-terrorism unit single-handedly, which was incredibly impressive!

Shiraishi E is not opposed to this, but he thinks it's rather pointless.

After a barrage of artillery fire, all security forces were eliminated.

He wanted something more exciting, so he said, "I have a way to sneak in unnoticed, but it might be risky!"

Shuichi Akai immediately said, "Taking risks is fine, but if possible, I don't want to make such a big deal out of it. It would be best to sneak in and leave quietly."

Amuro Tooru then asked, "What method?"

"Wait a moment." Shiraishi E's lips curled into a playful smile as she turned and walked towards the Mazda, opening the trunk.

When he returned, he was carrying six modified military drones in his arms!
These drones are equipped with carbon fiber slings and silent propellers, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen in the moonlight!
When Shuichi Akai saw this, he was so shocked that he almost dropped his cigarette.

Amuro Tooru was startled, then realized what the other was thinking, his pupils suddenly contracting: "You wouldn't be thinking of..."

"You guessed right!" Shiraishi E had already begun assembling the equipment, her fingers deftly adjusting the control terminal: "Use a drone to hoist it, airdrop it in a straight line. Avoid all ground sensors, get it straight to the roof!"

Shuichi Akai stubbed out his cigarette, a rare look of surprise on his face: "This is insane, but theoretically feasible." He crouched down to check the drones' payload. "Each drone has a maximum payload of 80 kilograms; that's for the three of us."

"With the equipment, it'll be just enough!" Shiraishi E put the drone aside and began handing out remote controls to the two, saying, "This method is a bit risky, but the rewards are high! You guys aren't scared, are you?"

Amuro Tooru reluctantly took the remote control, still struggling: "What if we get caught?"

“Then let’s execute Plan B.” Shiraishi E grinned, revealing her gleaming white teeth. “I’ll blow the entire factory to smithereens.”

Shuichi Akai and Tooru Amuro exchanged a glance, neither wanting to back down first, so they reluctantly agreed.

(End of this chapter)