Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"Ah, ah!" Takeshita cried out in struggle.

5一⑧０⑨0九

Megure asked someone to stop Tequila's actions and waited for Takeshita to fall to the ground. He asked, "Mr. Takeshita, is what he said true?"

Takeshita's glasses began to reflect light as he knelt on the ground.

“Hmph, hmph…hahahahahahahahaha!”

Takeshita, who was previously timid, laughed out loud.

He stood up slowly, pulled at his collar, and his tie came crooked, as if something had been untied. His glasses reflected the light, and his mouth was grinning like a crescent moon.

"Hmph, could it be that, could it be that..."

"Was the explosion just now the bomb I planted? Ha, I even made a threatening document to deliberately create the illusion that terrorists were causing trouble."

"Mr. Takeshita, you..." Megure was also surprised at how a person could change so much.

"Well, these are not important anymore." He laughed almost crazily, his mouth wide open, his eyes wide open. Tears fell on his mirror, "That beast, anyway, that beast is dead!"

"Hahaha!" Takeshita laughed, "I avenged Yoshimi! Haha, no body left! No body left!"

His laughter made Winnet feel happy.

His frank laughter confirmed his awakening, his awakening to actively move towards hell. He was no longer afraid of anything tangible, and had achieved his obsession.

"Yoshimi?" Megure turned his head and looked at Ueda's fortune.

"Ryomi was our manager when we were in the boxing club in college. She was dumped by Nakajima and committed suicide because of it."

"suicide?"

"Yoshimi was Takeshita's girlfriend since junior high school, probably because of him..."

"Ueda, stop talking." Takeshita took off his glasses and threw them on the ground. "That's right, I was the one who planted the bomb and killed Nakajima. I was the one who killed Nakajima!"

He was almost making a declaration.

It was as if he was two different people in an instant, which made Megure feel from the bottom of his heart: It is really scary when an honest person goes crazy.

Conan didn't care about these. He ran over to check the contents of the suitcase, but was picked up by Takagi.

"No, Conan. These are all evidence!"

He struggled and glanced at a corner of the document, which contained a list of names and information.

Programmer... Software Engineer...

Is the Black Organization's purpose to find computer talents who can serve them?

Good! That’s enough for you to know!

Conan fell to the ground and no longer paid attention to the contents of the suitcase. Instead, he turned on his tracking glasses, ready to track Tequila after the incident was over and find clues about the organization.

"Okay, Mr. Busan. Please come over and make a statement with us. Of course, the personal information you tried to buy from Mr. Nakajima cannot be given to you because Mr. Nakajima is dead and has violated the law. It must remain in our hands as evidence. You can take these banknotes with you."

Tequila continued to cooperate as Winnett instructed.

Winnett thought the farce was over, but she soon discovered that Conan was still staring at Tequila, so she decided to wait near the police station for Tequila to be released.

Before that, Winnet returned to her residence, changed her face, and wandered around the police station.

"Speaking of which, Tequila mentioned gin and vodka during the conversation..."

Although she thought it was unlikely, as a hard-working group in the action team, they might have been searched for some basic information by intelligence agencies of various countries a long time ago. Of course, a child couldn't know this information. Just when she thought she was worrying too much, a rapid air wave passed by, making people suspect that it was the reaction of the cylinder when the motorcycle accelerated.

Winnet, who was sitting on the wall under the broken street lamp, confirmed Conan's existence.

He wants to track Tequila?

why?

Winnet was totally confused.

About twenty minutes later, Tequila's huge shadow extended from the lights of the police station down the steps. He held the briefcase containing the money and breathed in the air through his nose.

Then, a message came to his mobile phone.

"boarding."

Winnett arranged for Clyde to pick him up during this time. The model of the car had been changed, and the route was to circle around the city.

After confirming that Conan was catching up on a skateboard, Winnet leisurely came to a link in the route.

"What a fast skateboard... Is this also a world feature? I'll ask Clyde about the market situation later."

After a while, the car driven by Clyde passed by her, and about 20 seconds later, Conan appeared on a skateboard.

"I can't see it in my field of vision..."

"So, a tracker has been installed?"

"But how could a little kid have such high-tech means? The famous detective Maori Kogoro would not let this little detective do whatever he wants, right?"

"Never mind, it's still interesting."

"Spare his life for now."

Winnett imagined the impact this smart kid would have on the organization. If he could fill the gap for Gin and the others, that would be even better. Anyway, to her, he was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death.

Winette made the call.

"Tequila, it's me."

"Abbis, is your driver taking a detour?"

"Yes, because you are too stupid."

When Tequila heard the word "stupid", she was furious, but when she thought of Abris's identity, she realized she couldn't get angry at her directly, so she held it back.

"What do you mean."

"Shh, don't talk. You're being followed."

track!?

Tequila was amazed.

In his memory, he did not come into contact with any irrelevant people during the operation. The rest was also done step by step according to Ibis's instructions. Could it be that the police had installed a locator on him?

No, his identity should not be exposed.

"Yes." Winnet continued, "Check your body carefully. Check your hair, soles of your feet, and even your pants to see if there is anything strange. If you find it, destroy it. Do you understand?"

"it is good!"

Although he couldn't swallow this breath, he had to wait until he found the "transmitter" before he attacked. Tequila searched all over his body, even taking off his shoes, leaving a fungal smell in the car, which made Clyde, who was concerned about his appearance, frown.

Then, Tequila found a sticker stuck on the sole of his shoe. He took it off, rubbed it, and immediately felt something was wrong: he was being followed, and when? He couldn't recall any possible clues. This person must be an expert! Moreover, it is very likely that he has seen through his true identity and has some plot against the organization!

Could it be an undercover agent?

He throws the sticker out the window, and Clyde captures the action through the mirror, then changes course.

"What's next?" Tequila asked Clyde who was driving.

"Miss has not issued any new instructions, which means that you are free during this period. Well, you may not have any tasks until Gin and Vodka come back, because you messed up this time."

Although Tequila was unwilling, he did not refute. The failure of the transaction could be attributed to chance, but being tracked was a big mistake. If he was in front of Gin, he might have been shot.

At the same time, Conan realized that his target was not moving, so he stopped at the entrance of a residential area.

"How is that possible!" he said in surprise.

"Tequila found my transmitter!"

"Before this, the people who talked to him were called Absinthe."

"That means Absinthe discovered my pursuit... How could that be? Was Absinthe near the crime scene at the time, and I didn't notice it!?"

Conan felt a chill creeping up his feet and rushing to his head. If this person named Abis discovered his true identity, not only he, but also the people around him would be in danger.

"Oh no……"

The key point is that he has no idea who Ablis is. If this person is around him, it is only a matter of time before he finds out that he is Kudo Shinichi.

I need to discuss this matter with the doctor.

……

When Clyde arrived in front of Winnett, the little tail behind him had disappeared, and Tequila had been sent back to the hotel by him.

"Did you find anything out from the investigation?"

"That Dr. Asai, according to my investigation, he actually..."

"actually?"

"Actually, he is a man. When he was in college, he still lived as a man. His neighbors and guardians all believed that he was a man. Maybe he disguised himself as a woman for some special purpose?"

"What about Moon Shadow Island?"

"The people sent out have reported the news. Dr. Asai has opened a clinic on the island. On the island, he appears as a woman. This situation has lasted for two years."

"Where is his residence in Tokyo?"

"It was an apartment," Clyde answered, "but one of the rats I hired suddenly disappeared while I was investigating his apartment."

"I see."

……

221 Spy List

If she guessed correctly, the letter with the scent of flowers was made by her strange sister. For some reason, her sister had a connection with Dr. Asai and was probably hiding in Asai's apartment. With her skills, it was easy to deal with a homeless man who was gathering information. "You haven't given up yet." Winette touched her temple with her fingers, feeling a little distressed.

She really should have a good talk with the other party, and then ask Sofia to find her an inconspicuous job, so that she can live honestly in Japan. If she wants to go somewhere, let her go. If she really doesn't know how to appreciate it, she can't be blamed for being cruel.

"Take me to Dr. Asai's apartment." As she spoke, Winnett found that her voice became a little tired.

"Oh, by the way, Miss. Ms. Miyano Akemi contacted me and asked about you. I have already responded. But if you return too late, would you like to tell her?"

"Please inform her." Thinking of Miyano Akemi's personality, she was afraid that the conversation would be prolonged unduly.

Novel 95㈠80⑨○九

Winette got out of the car and walked towards the road. The windows of Asai Chengmi's residence were dark, but her intuition told her that there must be someone inside.

It is now a weekend night, and according to Clyde's investigation, Dr. Asai has already boarded the ship to Moon Shadow Island.

Winette entered the apartment. Judging from the decoration and size, Dr. Asai was not under financial pressure. She walked through the lobby, took the elevator, came to the nameplate with the "Asai" card, and pressed the doorbell.

She waited a moment and said to the door, "I'm here for my appointment."

Renata was puzzled as she peered through the cat's eye.

In her field of vision was an ordinary-looking man, not someone she wanted to see, but the man's words and patience made her feel even more concerned. He seemed to be certain that she would open the door and not leave.

The anti-theft camera was installed at the stairwell, but there was no corresponding equipment in front of the door. Since it was night and no one was out on the floor, she could completely let go and came up with the idea of ​​subduing the man and then asking for specific details.

With this idea, she began to think about it and prepared a dagger, tape, and nylon rope for binding. During her wandering in the United States and her time in the organization, she learned many ways of binding and torture - some of which were taught to her by Jacques himself, but she was not very proficient in the art of speaking.

Although she reported her idea of ​​going to Japan, the response was different from what she had imagined. During the two years when the application was blank, she played house with the CIA spies in the United States. Not long ago, she got a list of CIA personnel, and all the insiders had been dealt with - this meant that the CIA could not respond appropriately in a short period of time, and she could deal with the information of these traitors.

So she had the boss's personal instruction. She could go to Japan and hand over the list to the head of the local operation team, Gin. But she experienced a fierce battle with CIA pursuers in the sea. Although these pursuers did not know that she had a list of expatriates, their purpose was to detain or kill her.

Although she abandoned her ship near the port and changed to a ship bound for Japan, it did not mean that she had completely shaken off the pursuers. When she arrived at the port, she was waiting for an experienced sniper. He waited until she relaxed her guard before shooting. Fortunately, the sniper used regular caliber bullets, and she wore a thin bulletproof vest under her clothes, so she did not fall into a desperate situation.

However, after she placed the message at the contact point, she did not receive a reply from Gin.

He had to follow the information given by Jacques and Durant Company to find out about her sister, but she was not in a hurry to meet her. On the one hand, it was because she looked very embarrassed at the time, and on the other hand, their relationship was still a broken mirror - it was not at the stage of reconciliation.

She sent letters to Winette under the identity of Asai Narumi, hoping to meet her sister in a relatively safe environment, rather than in the possible layout of the CIA.

She speculated that the CIA must have already placed spies in Japanese hospitals.

After getting everything ready, Renata pulled down the handle, leaned her shoulder against the door, and gently pushed it open. Before she could make a move, Winette suddenly appeared and grabbed her neck.

Winette put a finger to her lips in a hush gesture.

Renata stared at Winnet, as if she wanted to stare this terrifying man who suddenly rushed over to her to death. She subconsciously began to slide her nails across the back of Winnet's hand, but due to her actions, she did not grow a pair of sharp and long nails.

She saw the man in front of her put his hands on her hair and pulled it hard, and her cheeks were torn off like the cheap human skin in a horror movie, revealing a fair and delicate face.

This face made Renata think about it day and night, her hands stopped exerting force, and she began to calm down. Winette caught these and slowly loosened her hands. Renata's feet floating on the ground slowly landed. She leaned against the painted wall, took a deep breath, and then turned to coughing, with some blood drops in the droplets she coughed out.