Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 853 Rum Saves the Day
"By the way, was it Mr. Kuroda who was contacted by Morofushi? There's no signal in the school, and I didn't see any helicopters or anything like that. Where did the shells come from? Could it be a missile? But that shouldn't be the case. Missiles aren't that small, and their guidance range is both long and precise."

Yamato Kansuke muttered in confusion. He genuinely didn't understand, but he didn't believe the shell was an accident. After all, what a coincidence! It was practically a godsend.

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Zhu Fu Gaoming opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then found it hard to speak.

"No, they just felt they had too many teammates, so they fired a shot to liven up Natsukawa's proposal ceremony." Kaito laughed and said, "Or maybe it was a return gift for the 'scattering of flowers'."

"Kaito!" Aoko slapped Kaito speechlessly.

What occasion is it to use such dark humor?

Hearing what this wicked policeman said, it seemed that quite a few people had died from that shot. Aoko was still shaken and couldn't possibly laugh. Kaito's laughter was even more grating and inappropriate for the occasion.

Conan also guessed that the shell was fired by the outer member, but he didn't expect it to kill his own people. Vermouth was extremely unlucky.

However, at this moment he finally had the opportunity to take a closer look at Vermouth.

He strode over, ignoring Xiaolan's attempts to stop him, and came to Xia Chuan's side, slowly trying to get closer to Vermouth.

He wanted to ask why the other party hadn't told the distillery boss about his situation.

As for how he knew that the other party had not reported the matter, isn't that obvious?
If Gin knew, given his personality, he would never have waited a moment longer, and there would have been at least three assassination attempts by now.

Since there is no such information, it means that Gin is unaware of it.

Natsukawa did not stop Conan, and the situation was more favorable than expected.

Not only did he capture Curaçao, but Vermouth was also defeated. He had thought that Vermouth would run away when she saw that things were not going well, but he did not expect her to be so greedy and even think about firing a second and third shot, which gave him the opportunity.

Just as Conan was about to approach, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and his hair began to shake violently, then was blown wildly from side to side like a Category 10 hurricane.

"what's the situation?"

Conan looked up in surprise.

Xia Chuan also looked up at the dark sky.

All the balloons had their lights turned off, and now the sky is a completely orange-red.

In the orange-red color, a small black dot can be clearly seen.

The small black dot is slowly getting bigger.

As the volume increased, the sound of the propeller became more and more distinct.

"Brother Xia Chuan, is this your backup plan?"

Conan turned around blankly, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

Xia Chuan shook his head silently.

who is it?

Gin is here?

This was Xia Chuan's first thought.

But it's impossible.

I only confirmed this evening that Gin and Vodka are still in Kyoto. Although it would have been enough time to get here from Kyoto, if Gin were also involved in tonight's operation, he would have returned much earlier, instead of waiting until now.

Moreover, the Tequila Vest will not miss the message.

Is it bourbon or tequila?

Vermouth looked up and saw the helicopter's exterior, immediately confirming that it belonged to the organization.

Bourbon hasn't been in Tokyo lately, and while Tequila wasn't transferred to Kyoto by Gin, he's been handling some news there, so it probably isn't them.

But it seems that only codenamed members can mobilize helicopters.

It couldn't be Kiel, could it?
She deliberately excluded that guy, mainly because she felt he was somewhat suspicious and his professional skills were really poor.

Soon, her doubts were answered.

A hoarse voice came through the headset.

"Vermouth, you really disappoint me. It seems that losing the US branch back then wasn't due to excessive external pressure or the FBI or anything like that. It was simply because you were incompetent."

His voice was hoarse yet steady, and his tone was extremely dissatisfied.

"Rum!"

Vermouth's lips twitched as she glanced at Curaçao, who lay motionless on the ground.

"I should have realized it sooner. Since you were able to get Curaçao to help me, you might have already secretly returned to Japan."

"It's a pity you're only realizing this now; Gin noticed it a long time ago."

"Brother Xia Chuan, that's the distillery's helicopter. Vermouth's support has arrived."

Conan is extremely anxious when he discovers that Vermouth seems to be talking to someone in the helicopter: "You must catch Vermouth right now, we absolutely cannot let her escape."

Xia Chuan didn't speak, he just stared at the helicopter in the sky.

Taking Vermouth away won't be easy; the safest way is to lower the altitude and lower the rope.

But to do this, we must first get his consent.

The suspended balloon swayed from side to side in the strong wind, dust flew up on the ground, and the flames in the Domoto Concert Hall kept leaping out and shrinking back, as if testing the scenery outside.

The building's structure made a cracking sound due to prolonged scorching; it was the sound of the stone walls splitting open.

Small stones fell like raindrops on banana leaves, hitting the ground and splashing into the water with a soft sound.

Suddenly, the dark, flying steel fortress opened one of its hatches.

A gleaming black Gatling gun revealed its menacing muzzle.

Even though the helicopter was very loud, it sounded as if someone was straightening alloy bullets and making a clanging sound below.

The gun barrel was firmly pointed downwards.

"What are you going to do?" Xia Chuan shouted.

With Vermouth, Baileys, and Curaçao all down there, he didn't believe Rum would dare to make a move unless he didn't mind losing three codenamed members.

That's right, he recognized Rum!
The only people who could elicit such a surprised and annoyed expression from Vermouth are Gin and Rum, right?

Given that Curaçao's arrival was somewhat absurd, a little thought would confirm that Rum was also with her.

As expected of Rum, he's very good at hiding his true identity.

"No wonder."

Xia Chuan suddenly murmured something.

Logically, Gin shouldn't have needed to call Vodka to Kyoto; at the very least, he should have sent Tequila as a cover. But in the end, he received no notification whatsoever.

If Gin knew all along that Rum was coming to Japan, then that makes sense.

Rum and Gin don't get along. Although they are both among the six major base spirits, and strictly speaking, Rum is the second-in-command, Gin and Vermouth have a special status. They are of lower rank but don't have to take orders, which has led to this situation.

There was a lot of friction between the three of them, and the situation only improved after the US branch fell.

He heard this from Vodka.

I heard that things got a little better because the boss intervened.

However, the underlying animosity remained, so it's understandable that Gin immediately transferred Rum away when he learned that Rum had come to Japan.

He probably intended to give Rum a hard time.

"It seems Gin never really believed in Vermouth's plan from the start, otherwise he wouldn't have thought I could disgust Rum." "That guy, I should have known better than to use Haneda Yasuharu to seduce him."

Xia Chuan smiled.

At the same time, a voice came from the helicopter above: "Xia Chuan, I didn't expect you to have such abilities. Vermouth searched for so many people and went to great lengths, but in the end, it still fell into your hands."

Through the helicopter's built-in speaker, Rum's deep voice, accompanied by the whooshing sound of the wind, reached everyone's ears.

"Who is this person?" Yuri asked in astonishment. His voice sounded quite old, and his tone seemed to show little respect for Vermouth.

According to the information he obtained, in the Japanese branch, besides Gin, Vermouth should rank second.

Could it be Karasuma Ren?
Karasuma Renya in Japan!

wrong!

Yuri shook his head. Even in Japan, Karasuma Renya wouldn't easily show up, otherwise Furuya would have already located him.

This is a new character, or rather, not a member of the brewery in the Japanese branch, but someone from elsewhere, such as Europe.

Is it that former manager of Furuya at the brewery?
"How can you blame me? The reason she ended up in my hands is because she was too greedy. I just wanted to have a proper and enjoyable day, and it's her behavior that makes me feel so bad."

"How about it? Would you like to come down and have a chat? Let's talk about the organization's development plan. We can start by formulating a five-year plan for the future," Xia Chuan asked with a smile.

"Let's forget about going downstairs to chat; after all, you are..."

Rum paused abruptly, then continued, "I'll let you go. I only came here to take those three good-for-nothings away."

Xia Chuan raised an eyebrow.

"Who gave you the confidence to take them away?"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere immediately fell silent, and the three codenamed members of the distillery held their breath in concentration.

No, to be precise, there are two, because Curaçao is now barely breathing. The attack not only broke her ribs but also seemed to have damaged her organs. At this moment, she can't hear any sounds from the outside world and has fallen into deep darkness.

"Isn't this cannon barrel enough?"

"not enough."

Xia Chuan glanced at Yoel.

Joel nodded slightly, picked up a steel bar that had been thrown out of the Domoto Concert Hall explosion, and was ready to throw it onto the helicopter at any time.

The helicopter pilot suddenly felt a chill in his anus, but remembering that he was still in the air, he immediately suppressed the strange sensation.

"Isn't that enough?"

"It seems you have a lot of confidence in yourself and your girlfriend."

The following sentence was not transmitted through the loudspeaker; after the first sentence ended, only the roar of the propellers remained in the room.

"Lord Rum, why don't we just open fire? Even if Vermouth and the others are useless, they can definitely escape. If they can't escape, it's a matter of strength, and the boss can't blame us."

Beside him, a man with large lips said in a fawning tone.

He was rather thin, with thick lips, neatly arranged dreadlocks, and fairly well-defined facial features. He wore a black vest and work pants, and although his arms were not very muscular, they were clearly defined, making him stand out somewhat among the entire distillery staff dressed in black suits.

This appearance looks strange when she's being obsequious; at the very least, her expression is stiff.

Rum looked up and glared at him.

Binga shrank his neck.

At the distillery, besides the boss, this superior was the only one he truly feared.

As for Gin, he'll eventually bring him down and take over as leader himself.

He won't even care about Rum then!

But before that, let's lie low.

He wished the rest of them would die, especially Vermouth and Curaçao.

One is Rum's favorite, and the other is the boss's favorite. Either way, it will benefit him.

"How about I send them down to you and replace them?"

Binga chuckled twice, his back arching even more, and then fell silent.

Turning his gaze away, Rum stared at the live video feed transmitted through the camera and pondered for a long time.

"Today must be a very important day for you. There are at least sixty people on the island in the middle of the lake. How many can you save?"

As he spoke, the helicopter ascended.

Clearly, Rum knew about Joel's jump onto the helicopter.

After the helicopter lifted off, Joel could only watch helplessly.

There was the Domoto Concert Hall nearby that she could use as leverage and a jumping point, but by the time she got there, the helicopter had already reached a height she couldn't reach.

"Nothing"

After weighing the steel bar in her hand, she thought it might be worth a try.

Xia Chuan's forehead twitched, stopping Yoel's dangerous act.

The other party raised the height, possibly because they were experienced, or perhaps because they saw the scene below and noticed the steel bar in Joel's hand.

They have cameras.

It's best not to be too impulsive. If the other side mistakenly thinks that Yor is really going to use a steel bar to shoot birds, it would be bad if they just opened fire.

"What's your decision? Trading the lives of these dozens of people for three is a fair deal for you."

Xia Chuan pondered for a long time, glanced at Curaçao who was on her deathbed, and curled the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, I agree!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically, including the Nagano Prefecture trio and Conan.

None of the four were willing to let the three codenamed members go.

You see, if we take the three people back and torture them severely, we might be able to find out all the information about the brewery. If we're lucky, we might even be able to get information about Karasuma Renya from Vermouth.

In their minds, since Rum went to great lengths to rescue them, these three people had special value, especially Vermouth, who now looked like she was going to die here and Rum was telling her to leave her alone.

"Xia Chuan, you have no right to do this!"

Yamato Kansuke had just arrived and hadn't yet grasped the situation, nor did he know Natsukawa's fighting prowess. All he knew was that Natsukawa, a mere special investigator from the National Taxation Bureau, actually wanted to exercise the powers of the Public Security Bureau on his behalf, which he found unacceptable.

Even if Yuri steps forward now, it won't make a difference; the task given to him by Kuroda Hyoue is to apprehend the members of the brewery.

Conan didn't speak, but his eyes were full of confusion. He wanted to speak, but Rum interrupted him.

It seems like someone is unwilling to accept your help.

"It's ok."

Xia Chuan spoke expressionlessly. He had organized the gathering tonight, so the uninvited guests had no right to speak.

At this moment, Yamato Kansuke had already come up to him on his crutch, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Xia Chuan didn't have time to listen to his nonsense and kicked him away.

Morofushi Takaaki and Uehara Yui quickly caught their teammate who flew in, and their expressions immediately turned displeased when they saw Yamato Kansuke fall into a coma.

"Xia Chuan, isn't this going too far?"

(End of this chapter)