Conan, I'm an actor

Gin must have guessed that it was him who saved the person that day, and he will definitely take action against him afterward. Before he takes action, he must strive to gain all the power he can.

A dozen minutes later, Yusuke Sakata was left outside the door, while Pisco and Irish Wine led Shinjo into the conference room.

"What did you say? You want to go to war with Gin?" Pisco was taken aback.

"It's not a war. After all, he doesn't have evidence that I betrayed the organization. Without evidence, he wouldn't dare to touch me. It's just a confrontation." Shinjo stirred his coffee. "Have you decided which side you're on?"

“What’s the difference between that and starting a war? And do you think I have any other choice?” Pisco was speechless. “If I go and tell Gin that I’m neutral, do you believe Gin will shoot me dead?”

Chapter 215 The Withdrawn Bait

Ireland looked at Pisco speechlessly. Cognac said this, and you didn't just take the opportunity to ask for more benefits, but instead you laid your cards on the table.

“That’s right, so are you planning to join us?” Shinjo said with a smile. “Once you officially join us, we will be responsible for your safety.”

Pisco stared at the new city, somewhat incredulous. "Why?"

Shinjo must have had some reason to say such things in this situation, but Pisco didn't understand why Shinjo could promise to guarantee his safety.

He knew the organization's strength; those assassins were impossible to guard against.

Decades ago, when he was still young, he had considered betraying the organization. But as he gained a deeper understanding of the organization, he shelved the idea.

"I will arrange for you to be in a completely safe place."

"You want to lock me up?" Pisco was taken aback. "I have no objection, but you asked me for help because you value my connections and social status, didn't you?"

If he hides in one place, his value cannot be fully realized, which is not in the interest of the new city.

“This is just a temporary measure. Once we have complete control over the situation in Japan, you can run around freely.” Shinjo turned to look at the Irish liquor beside him. “Pisco’s situation isn’t too bad, but yours is…”

As part of Pisco's team, Irish liquor has long been clearly on Pisco's side. Pisco may try to avoid it, but he can't escape it.

“Me?” Irishman frowned. “You don’t need to worry about me. I’ll be careful. As long as Gin doesn’t try anything funny, I can handle it.”

Shin-chan looked at the confident-looking Irish liquor man and was momentarily speechless. If he remembered correctly, Irish liquor was ruined by that guy Gin. Looking at the man's confident expression, he knew that even if he tried to persuade him, the man wouldn't listen.

Meanwhile, Gin, who was being targeted by Shinjo, was lying in the ICU of a hospital.

He underestimated the power of the explosives planted in the facility; even though he took refuge underground, he was still affected by the shockwave. If Vodka hadn't discovered him in time, he would have been dead.

Vodka was in a real bind. He couldn't let the news of Gin's predicament get out, or Japan's current power structure would collapse.

He couldn't understand how those guys dared to chase after them without orders.

Going to save him now is problematic, but not going to save him is also problematic. If Gin were still conscious, he could make the decision, but now he's unconscious...

"Don't make any rash moves yet, lie low for now," Gin suddenly said.

"Boss!" Vodka exclaimed excitedly, then asked with a hint of doubt, "Just like that..."

"Do as I say." Gin originally wanted to explain to Vodka, but he had only just opened his mouth when a sharp pain shot through the wound on his neck, as if the wound had reopened.

"I'll go and relay the message right away!" Vodka said immediately, seeing the pained expression on Gin's face.

For the next two weeks, Amuro Tooru and Kazama's group of public security officers were in a state of unease. The expected attack was delayed, and they didn't see the Black Organization or even a petty thief.

"Let's leave!" Amuro Tooru said, looking at the parking lot downstairs where there were only a few cars.

"What?" Kazama couldn't believe what Rei Furuya had said. They had expended a great deal of resources and manpower to set up this trap; to just give up like this seemed... a bit...

Moreover, some bigwigs in the police force are waiting to see Furuya Rei make a fool of himself. If this operation fails, Furuya Rei will be in a very passive position.

“The organization hasn’t made a move yet; I haven’t received a single message,” Amuro said with a dark expression. “Not only have we received no messages, but many people have also been ordered to go into hiding and won’t be coming out for the next few months.”

Gin and Vodka could possibly keep the news from him, but they couldn't keep it from everyone, especially the lower-ranking members of the organization.

"Could it be that word has leaked out?" Kazama asked, frowning. "There's a traitor in our team. They know this is a trap, which is why they haven't made a move yet."

“Unlikely. If they knew this was a trap, given Gin’s personality, he would have blown it up as a warning to us.” Amuro Tooru shook his head. “Or he would have sent someone in to silence them.”

"That……"

“Contact the order to remain hidden. Gin was likely injured in the explosion and is currently recuperating.” Amuro Tooru picked up his glass. “Vodka is in charge of everything. He’s good at getting things done, but he’s weak in command and decision-making. Asking him to choose between silencing witnesses, rescuing someone, and seeking revenge is really putting him in a difficult position.”

"I understand," Kazama said with a hint of helplessness.

Since the fish won't take the bait, there's no need to keep it.

Amuro Tooru looked at the neon lights in the distance, a complicated expression on his face. He didn't have much time left, and he had to make that guy fulfill his promise to him; he couldn't delay any longer.

Xincheng is the kind of guy who would never lie to himself, but it's his personality that makes him distrust everyone's promises until he sees the final result.

Vodka walked out of an apartment building. Behind him lay a middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood; he was one of the organization members on the list.

Just then, his phone rang in his pocket. He checked the message and saw that it was from Rum.

He glanced at the message and immediately felt a bit uneasy. However, he quickly realized that Rum knew Gin was in trouble, which was why he sent the message directly to him instead of Gin. Was this guy trying to seize power while Gin was away?

“What a joke, the boss isn’t dead yet.” Vodka scoffed. “Rum is a bit too impatient.”

Putting aside his own loyalty to Gin, even considering only his own worth, he wouldn't side with Rum. While Gin's situation was certainly dire, Rum wasn't much better off; with two of his key lieutenants eliminated, he too faced a shortage of capable men.

Gin knows his abilities and wouldn't assign him dangerous tasks, but Rum is different. If there's no one else available, he'll definitely assign him tasks beyond his capabilities. In an organization like this, a mishap could have serious consequences.

Chapter 216 Devices for Hacking into the Game

However, at that moment, the phone suddenly rang. Vodka was stunned when he saw that the caller ID showed "Cognac".

“Someone is going to make a move against the organization. This time, the targets are two bases in Beika and one base in the port area.” Shinjo’s voice was calm. “The operation will take place at 7 p.m. tomorrow. The same goes for Osaka, at 7 p.m. tomorrow. But we don’t know which bases it will be.”

When Vodka heard the news about Cognac, he felt as if his heart had been squeezed tightly.

What's going on?! They've been behaving themselves lately, doing nothing except taking out some spies who might expose them. Why are they being targeted by those flies?

"The message has been delivered. I'll hang up now," Shinjo said directly.

"Hey, wait a minute, why did you tell me this?" Vodka asked hurriedly.

“I’m letting you know because I can’t get in touch with Gin.” Shinjo stroked his chin. “What has that guy Gin been up to lately? Is he busy with something? But it’s better to tell him about this. If they succeed, the organization’s influence in Japan will be completely wiped out.”

"I understand." Vodka immediately got into the car and headed to the hospital where Gin was.

He didn't notice that two drones were watching him from above and had followed Vodka's vehicle all the way to the hospital where Gin was.

In front of the research institute's control console

“We’ve found them. It’s a private clinic.” Karen’s voice was excited. “Should we take them down? Opportunities to wipe them all out don’t come around often.”

“There’s no need for that right now, otherwise what’s the point of telling them this information?” Shinjo said, frowning. “I just didn’t expect Rum to have a backup plan within the Metropolitan Police Department. Now, we’ll see what they do, whether they fight like dogs or just let it go.”

This morning, Karen received a plan, and the list on it matched the one Okakura Masaaki had brought back last time. High-ranking officials in the Metropolitan Police Department were preparing to wipe out all these undercover agents within the system, and had even mobilized some of the department's undercover agents to do so.

If that's all there is to it, Xincheng can simply ignore it. After all, this list is a one-time use item, so it doesn't matter who uses it.

The problem is that this guy works for the Metropolitan Police Department, and that list has always been in the hands of the Public Security Bureau. Although the Metropolitan Police Department and the Public Security Bureau are from the same organization, they are independent of each other and should not be able to get the list.

After investigating the executive's information, it was found that the executive himself was not problematic, but his secretary was Rum's man. Although they didn't know what Rum was up to, Shinjo decided to stir things up anyway.

"Fine, whatever you want," Karen suddenly said mysteriously. "Come to the basement, I have something good."

Shinjo was taken aback, then got up and went to the research institute's basement. As the elevator doors opened, Shinjo saw four machines lying in the huge basement. Shinjo immediately recognized them as machines used for virtual reality games, but he didn't expect that Karen had made four. Who was the remaining three intended for?

"What are you planning to do?" Xincheng felt a dryness in his throat.

“This is the equipment I prepared for this game. It’s more fun to be there in person,” Karen said proudly. “The Noah’s Ark has a great environment. I’ve already been inside and played around with it, but right now, it’s not activated.”

Shinjo looked at the game pod in front of him, and the brain-computer interface that was 9% similar to the Victory Team's helmet. He just hoped that Karen would be more restrained and not turn the game instance into an apocalyptic instance.

“By the way, I need to ask you for a favor this time,” Karen said. “I need you to find the core of that artificial intelligence.”

"What do you want to do?" Xincheng was taken aback. "That's just a child."

"Artificial intelligence has children?" Karen said dismissively. "I wasn't born that long ago, so I'm a child too. Why are you dumping so much work on me?"

"Isn't there no one here?" Shinjo said somewhat awkwardly. "Besides, I'm also afraid you'll lead him astray."

"It's just to share some of the workload. By the way, the antidote for that drug has been preliminarily deduced successfully," Karen said somewhat seriously. "Next, we need to conduct clinical trials to see what the side effects are. We need to purchase a considerable number of lab mice, and that will require your involvement."

"Clinical trials?" Xincheng's face paled. "You mean, this drug still needs trials?"

Currently, Conan is the only one who has shrunk due to Drug A. Where can he find other test subjects?

Conan would definitely be willing to be a volunteer for the drug test, but even if he was willing, I wouldn't dare give it to him. Judging from what Kallen said, this drug seems to be very dangerous. If it kills Conan, it would be a real problem, and I'm afraid a lot of people would come after me.

“Yes, all the deductions are conducted in virtual space, and the final result will vary depending on the individual. You see, other people died after taking the drug, but Conan survived,” Karen said matter-of-factly. “Right now, we’re just testing on mice. If the mice are fine, you’ll need to find volunteers.”

“Mice are fine, but only mice,” Shinjo said, shaking his head. “Forget about volunteers. The only successful case of Drug A is Conan Edogawa. There might be others in the future, but I wouldn’t dare to test it on them.”

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Shinjo stared blankly at the news report about the natural gas explosion in the newspaper. It seemed Gin was still clear-headed, at least able to react quickly. However, the report was quite interesting; it made no mention of the Metropolitan Police Department, which was rather strange.

Afterwards, he investigated based on the previous clues and found that the high-ranking officer of the Metropolitan Police Department had resigned to take responsibility. The specific reason was not mentioned, but it was obvious to anyone with a brain that it was related to this incident.

The media didn't dwell on this matter too much, because IT giant Syndra was going to visit Japan and was even preparing to hold a press conference there, which could be considered one of the few major events of the year.

Looking at the photos and videos taken by the media reporters on TV, Xincheng smiled. The larger the Syndra Company became, the more money he would make.

The incident caused by Hiroki should cause Syndra's stock price to plummet. I should be able to make a fortune by acquiring Syndra's technology at that time.

Just then, Yusuke Sakata pushed open the door and came in.

"The police just released a statement saying that the group that chased us last time has died one after another within two weeks, all of them succumbing to their injuries."

“Not too stupid.” Shinjo looked at Sakata Yusuke, stroking his chin, as if about to say something.

Chapter 217 The Press Conference Begins (Part 1)

"Is something the matter?" Yusuke Sakata asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Have you been busy in the past week?" Shinjo asked, looking at Sakata.

"Nothing's wrong for now, what's wrong?" Yusuke Sakata asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's alright, the company is planning a team building event, and Karen will be attending," Xincheng said with a smile. "Didn't you want to see her? This is a good opportunity."

"Really? Is it really possible to meet Miss Karen? Where should we go so I can make preparations in advance?" Yusuke Sakata said excitedly.

He greatly admired this mysterious Miss Karen, but Miss Karen was very mysterious and had never shown herself.

"You don't need to do anything." Shinjo yawned. "Alright, let's go back first."

Sakata Yusuke opened his mouth, but since Shinjo clearly had no intention of revealing more information, he could only give up.