Conan: Rice Flower Spring

Chapter 172 166. There are bad people among the crowd!

"The company needs me for something urgent, so I'll be leaving first." After coming back from the phone call, Lin Longma shook the phone in his hand and said apologetically to the Suzuki sisters.

"Eh? Is it so urgent?" Suzuki Sonoko hesitated and looked at her sister subconsciously.

After noticing Suzuki Sonoko's little move, Lin Longma smiled at her and said, "It's true. My subordinates encountered some situations that they couldn't handle, so I had to go back and take charge."

After leaving the restaurant, Lin Ryoma did not go directly back to the Isshinkai base, but went to the downstairs of a financial company according to the address given by Gin.

"Ah ha? It's finally not a bar?" Lin Longma looked at the financial company in front of him in surprise and felt a little strange.

It's not like the organization hasn't used financial companies as bases, but Barin Ryoma doubts the taste of those in the executive department.

Places like bars, nightclubs, pinball parlors, and underground casinos are more suitable for the Executive Department.

With Gin's personality, can he turn the base into a financial company?
To be honest, if you understand finance, you can earn more than Gin by completing tasks.

The Maybach stopped in front of the building. Jintian opened the door for Lin Longma and followed behind him.

After entering the base, an organization member immediately came to lead Lin Longma. The three took the elevator to the third floor and came to a hidden meeting room. The base member knocked on the door for Lin Longma.

The door was opened, and Lin Longma's eyes were attracted by a distinct silver-white color.

Following the silver-white color, Lin Longma noticed that it was long hair.

The owner of the long silver-white hair is tall, with an oval face, short eyebrows and heterochromatic eyes; she has shoulder-length silver hair and two long bangs on the right side.

She wore a black cardigan with a white tight-sleeved shirt, a black ribbon at the collar, a black knee-length skirt, and high heels of the same color.

Although both have silver-white hair, this is obviously not Gin. Gin doesn't wear women's clothes.

After carefully looking at the female member in front of him, Lin Longma looked for other people in the dim conference room.

Soon he saw Gin and Vodka smoking on the other side of the conference table.

"Hey, you're all here? What's the situation this time?" Lin Longma greeted Gin and Vodka, then came in and sat down.

Vodka acted as the interpreter and explained to Lin Longma, "This is a meeting initiated by Rum.

Rum will communicate with us through the screen and the camera later."

Vodka said, pointing at the silver-haired female member: "She is Curaao, another one of Rum's henchmen."

"Curaao? And he's a senior official. I'm so sorry." Although Lin Longma said he was disrespectful, his attitude was just that.

After what happened to Binga, he was completely disenchanted with Rum's confidants. Rum was really not picky and would recruit anyone to his side.

The truly capable (Bourbon) was put aside by him, and his confidants are just so-so.

Similar to Lin Longma, Curacao had no intention of communicating with Lin Longma. He just focused on debugging the equipment that Rum would use later.

"By the way, what's going on with Rum? If he wants to hold a meeting, why don't he just ask you to hold it alone?

I don't even have a code name, so how can I be qualified to attend the meeting?"

Lin Longma didn't seem to be shy about mentioning Curacao when he spoke, and he asked Gin and Vodka in a casual manner.

Vodka quietly asked Gin for instructions, then explained to Lin Longma: "It was Binga we met last time. He made a private move and caused trouble.

Rum wants to discuss with us the decision on how to deal with Binga." "Oh?" Lin Longma's eyes became playful, and then he asked Gin: "If I remember correctly, the authority to deal with senior cadres with code names should only be the boss, right?

What is Rum trying to do? Overstepping authority? Or is he, the second-in-command, already capable of taking over the boss's responsibilities?"

Lin Longma dared to guarantee that he had no good intentions at all when he said this.

If possible, he even wanted to report the matter directly to the boss and let the boss know the sinister nature of Rum.

If the boss wants to get rid of Rum, Lin Longma is willing to do it for him.

He really wanted Rum to die immediately.

Unfortunately, Rum didn't give Lin Longma this opportunity.

The screen, which originally had no picture on it, suddenly lit up, and then Rum's silhouette appeared on the screen.

The speakers in the conference room also played Rum's disgusting electronic voice at the right time:

"This is not an overstepping of authority, nor is it something I can do for the boss. The boss just temporarily delegated Binga's handling authority to me.

That’s why we have this meeting today.”

“I see.” Lin Longma made a very insincere expression, saying, “I was wrong.” He then continued:

"But I still don't quite understand why you called me here. By the way, Rum, what did your confidant named Binga do?"

"Let's start, Curacao." Rum did not directly answer Lin Longma's words, but instructed Curacao beside him.

“Recently, a senior cadre of our department, Binga, caused an extremely unfavorable impact on the organization during a private action.

Because of Binga's misjudgment, the executive department lost 8 peripheral members and 2 regular members;
The Intelligence Support Department lost 4 regular members and 6 senior elite members."

"In addition, because Binga acted carelessly, the subsequent impact was extremely bad. The organization also needs to enter a short period of silence, and all actions need to be urgently stopped."

It is well known that peripheral members are the cannon fodder of the organization, and can be sacrificed and replenished at any time.

The formal members are some talented members selected by the organization from among the peripheral members, either in terms of operations, intelligence, or scientific research.

But the most common are the first two.

As for the senior elite members mentioned by Curacao, they are almost the limit among the formal members. They are the kind of members who can get code names from the boss at any time and be promoted to senior cadres in one fell swoop.

It turns out that Lin Longma also belongs to this category, but his status is raised because of his position.

Since ancient times, level has always been level, and position has always been position, and they cannot be mentioned in the same breath.

Lin Longma sat quietly in a chair listening to Curacao's "damage report" to them. When he heard that the executive department also suffered losses, Lin Longma glanced at Gin calmly.

This is different from what he had heard. Is Gin, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, now also learning how to "issue false invoices"?

It's over. The last line of defense held by the pure cows and horses in the organization has been broken.

As for the losses in the Intelligence Support Department, it goes without saying that those who were lost were Binga's "private soldiers".

It doesn't matter if there are 4 formal members, but if Isshin Club loses 6 senior members at once, even Lin Longma would feel the pain of the loss.

(End of this chapter)