He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

"Oh, I was actually trying to remind you, didn't you just mess around like that when you were sparring with me before?"

"Tch, who told someone to start this mess?" Ran continued to stare intently at the match, but a thought lingered in her mind: "Where did Mizuki-kun learn his fighting style?"

“Of course it’s Miaoyin,” Yingsheng said.

"Huh? Wasn't it said that Myo-on was only part of compulsory education, and that combat skills were included as well?"

“After all, the training purposes are different. Shooting, driving, tracking... wait a minute?” Hotaru noticed something important. “I suddenly realized that Kudo also knows these things, right? Where did he learn them?”

Xiaolan thought for a moment: "It seems to be Hawaii."

"That's impressive. If anyone else asks in the future, I'll just say Hawaii." Hotaru took out his phone. "Logically speaking, Kudo should have left the research institute by now... no, I mean left the rest of the brewery. Should we call and ask him?"

Xiaolan nodded: "But you're not allowed to say anything strange."

"Ha, what are you thinking about?"

Ying Sheng dialed Sherry's original number, connected his earpiece as it rang, and handed one to Xiao Lan: "Besides, normally we would have to go through a lot of trouble to contact him. Hmm... it feels a bit late to contact him now, just pretend I slept until noon."

The call connected, and Vodka's cold, icy voice came through:

"what's up?"

"I saw on the news that there was a problem at the research institute, so I was just curious and asked my two classmates," Ying Sheng said casually.

"You're only seeing the news now?"

"Is there a problem? I don't trade stocks, I don't bet on horses, and I don't follow celebrities."

Vodka remained silent for a few moments, wanting to press the muzzle of his gun against the microphone, empty a magazine, and wait for a bullet to fly out of Ying Sheng's phone and blow his head off.

Damn it, how dare they use smoked sauce to stab him!

Unfortunately, that's impossible.

Vodka said coldly, "There was a problem at the research institute, but your two classmates are both fine and have already left."

"I see..." Ying Sheng smiled slightly, "But I heard that Kudo was shot in the back?"

"Oh?"

Vodka squinted behind his sunglasses: "Who told you that?"

"Who else could it be but Miss Aida? Heh, look at the current state of the research institute, and combined with what she said, has there been a major upheaval within the organization? And you all seem to have some doubts about me. Can you ask why?"

Ying Sheng was straightforward and direct.

Xiao Lan, who was listening in the background, turned her head away in a daze, no longer paying attention to the game, and completely ignoring the noise from the stands.

No, Shuiyue-kun, are you really that honest?

This shouldn’t be the case!

Vodka on the other end of the phone seemed unsure how to answer his question, and after a long silence, Ying Sheng kindly spoke again:

"And why didn't the organization kill Miss Aida to silence her? Instead, they released her unharmed. Why is that? Could it be that the organization doesn't have deep suspicions about me, and thinks I'm quite diligent in my work, so they're giving me face?"

"???"

"???"

Xiaolan and Vodka were both immediately puzzled, but almost simultaneously they realized what was going on.

According to Hotaru's account, it's clear that Aida Masayo's own identity is also questionable. He didn't tell Hotaru that the brewery sent people to silence her and that she almost died. He only talked about his experiences and what he saw and heard inside the research institute.

Thinking of this, Vodka felt a sense of relief and said coldly, "Masayo Aida was sent by you, and she has a bugging device on her, so of course the organization will suspect you."

"That's it?"

Hotaru said unhappily, "According to Ms. Aida, she never even entered the research institute; she only watched the surveillance footage in the reception room for a while. Even if I planted that bugging device, what's the point of that kind of eavesdropping?"

Vodka sneered: "Maybe you just did it on a whim, thinking that maybe she could get in."

Ying Sheng pressed further, "If she were to enter the research institute, what could I hear?"

Vodka remained silent.

In fact, when Ying Sheng learned that Vermouth's earpiece was constantly transmitting messages, the suspicion surrounding him lessened somewhat.

If he was the mastermind behind it all, he could have kept track of the situation inside the research institute at all times, so why would he need to plant a listening device on Masayo Aida?

That would be redundant and would only increase the risk to oneself.

If Gin hadn't been in a good mood at the time and hadn't prevented the outer guards from thoroughly searching her at the security checkpoint, she would have been exposed much earlier.

Although nothing further happened at that time, she might not have died, but the possibility of the research institute being monitored was also eliminated.

So, the bugging device was mainly used to listen to Shinichi Kudo and Vermouth, who came with her?

But as I said before, Vermouth is already being monitored.

I can't figure it out, Vodka really can't figure it out.

Ying Sheng guessed what he was thinking about and smiled silently. In fact, the main purpose of that bugging device was to create a non-existent third party, which was used to cooperate with the notebook containing experimental data.

Aida Masayo was stopped at the security checkpoint, which Hotaru didn't expect, but it didn't matter. After the incident, she would still be searched, and the listening device would inevitably be discovered.

This wasn't exactly a pleasant surprise, as the listening device hadn't revealed any valuable information to begin with.

Moreover, it consumed his mental resources.

hiss--!

Could it be that Gin did this on purpose?

His thoughts raced, but after a few seconds of silence, Ying Sheng sighed softly, "Since you're unwilling to tell me, then let me guess."

A known:

I dialed Miss Shirley's number, but you answered; yesterday the officer said that Akemi Miyano was going to rob a bank, and sure enough, a bank was robbed that afternoon.

In conclusion, you treated Akemi Miyano like a used tool after she paid you, while Ms. Sherry ran away.

Is it right? "

Vodka remained silent, wanting to say that Ying Sheng's imagination was wild and his deduction was completely wrong.

However, the result was inexplicably 70% correct.

Vodka finally spoke: "Shirley did indeed escape. I'm giving you a long-term mission: if you see any trace of her, report it to the organization immediately."

“OK, esteemed Lord Vodka,” Ying Sheng added as always, “Are there any precautions to take to better complete the mission?”

"If you see her, be careful not to alert her, report it, and do not act alone."

"She has teammates? Is she in danger?"

"Correct."

“I understand. There’s another thing. It seems that the task the officer gave me yesterday to find the Itakura Takutsui software is impossible to complete.”

Ying Sheng told the truth: "I haven't actually gone there myself yet. I just hired a private investigator to do some preliminary investigation. This morning he told me that there was a natural gas leak and explosion there, and Itakura Taku has disappeared."

"........."

Even the usually serious Vodka was speechless upon hearing this: "You outsourced the organization's mission to a private investigator?"

"Of course it wasn't outsourcing. I approached him under the pretense that I also needed to develop software. I've commissioned him several times already. He's quite reliable. His name is Amuro Tooru. He's a handsome blond guy with dark skin, and he's probably mixed race."

What?! Amuro Tooru?!

Vodka initially thought Ying Sheng was talking too much; who cares which private investigator you hired?

But upon hearing the name Amuro Tooru, his eyes immediately sharpened, and upon hearing the description of his appearance, he was certain that this was none other than Bourbon from the intelligence team!

Four years ago, Bourbon had not yet received a codename, nor had he transferred to Rum's command. However, he had followed Gin for a period of time. As Gin's number one underling, Vodka even ordered Amuro Tooru to buy him lunchboxes.

Vodka instinctively felt this was quite important news, but upon closer inspection, it seemed like nothing special.

Anyway, Mizuki Hotaru won't tell the truth, and even if Bourbon knows that Itakura Taku is connected to the organization, it doesn't seem to affect anything.

Well, or should I say Shuiyue Yingsheng has good judgment? She even went to the organization to slack off.

Vodka grinned, only glancing at it briefly before returning to the topic: "I understand. Leave that mission for now. Is there anything else?"

Is that all?

Ying Sheng was quite disappointed and asked casually, "How serious is my classmate Shinichi Kudo's gunshot wound? Have you given him any treatment?"

Vodka said, "The bullet went in through the bulletproof glass. The injury was very minor. We treated it and sent it back to Beika Central Hospital in the early morning."

"Huh? How do you get in through bulletproof glass?"

"It's very simple, just fire multiple bullets into one spot."

Vodka feigned nonchalance, but inwardly he was screaming, "Praise him!"

Ying Sheng, being quite accommodating, gasped in amazement, clicking his tongue in wonder: "As expected of the organization, to have such a sharpshooter is truly astonishing."

what--

Cool! ! !

The vodka instantly made me feel refreshed, even more so than drinking an ice-cold cola on a sweltering summer day. Before the effect had worn off, I heard:

"Could that sharpshooter be you, Lord Vodka? That's truly amazing. I think even within the organization, such skills must be top-notch."

Um--

Even better!

Vodka felt a little lightheaded and wanted to say something modest, attributing it all to his older brother's excellent training, but before he could speak, he heard:

"To be honest, I've already gotten an autographed photo of Kusano Kaoru, Lord Vodka. How should I give it to you?"

"Nani?!!!"

The flying soul suddenly plummeted to the ground, and Vodka's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. First came surprise, followed by even greater terror.

"You didn't do anything to Kaoru-chan, did you?!"

“Tsk, I have to criticize you a bit here, Mr. Vodka. Do you really think that Miss Kusano is the kind of shallow person who would be deceived by me? No way.” Hotaru sighed. “Her soul is so pure and flawless that I felt ashamed of myself the moment I saw her, and I dared not have the slightest thought of desecration.”

"That's right! That's it!"

Vodka was almost red-faced with excitement: "Looks like you actually have some self-awareness, Kaoru-chan's autographed photo..."

Vodka paused, for he was, after all, a creature of darkness, and even amidst layers of joy, he quickly became wary, probing: