I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

The next second, the voice coming from the phone made his breathing pause slightly.

"Listen to me, Miss Mizunashi Reina is a member of the Black Organization!"

Chapter 445 Conan: Accepting a commission and going to the client's bed, right?

Because Conan called to urge her to go back, Serabell got up and left Reiko Akiba's house without even having breakfast.

Even so, it was already half an hour later when he arrived at the agreed meeting place with the former.

It was located on a commercial street near the city center of Tokyo.

After the gloomy weather in the morning, the clouds in the sky became thicker in the morning. The drizzle fell with the biting cold wind, causing people on the street who did not prepare for the rain before going out to turn up their collars and put on their hoods to keep out the cold.

The black Audi drove across the pond on the asphalt road and stopped next to a public telephone booth.

Serabelle rolled down the car window and looked into the telephone booth through the thin rain.

The four outer walls of the telephone booth were all made of transparent glass. Conan stood in the middle to temporarily take shelter from the rain and ended up standing there for a full half an hour. At this point, his face was filled with resentment and bitterness.

Serabelle took a bite of the burger in her left hand and shrugged at the other person.

"What are you waiting for? Get in the car. Isn't it cold outside?"

"You guy..."

Conan finally understood why so many people on the Internet like to use the verb "fall".

He was so anxious that the first thing he thought of when he encountered something about the Black Organization was to call them to inform them. However, he ended up waiting in the wind and rain for a full half an hour, cold and anxious.

But when the other party arrived, they found that this guy was not in a hurry at all. He was even sitting in the car enjoying the warm air conditioning and eating a hamburger bought from McDonald's!

That really makes me want to snatch the remaining burger from his hand and throw it back into his face!

Conan really wanted to yell a few words to lower his quality, but Serabelle didn't give him the chance and just closed the car window.

Conan had no choice but to walk around the front of the car and get in on the driver's side.

The moment he opened the car door, Serabelle cooperated very well and took the McDonald's bag that was originally placed on the passenger seat and placed it in the middle of the front seat.

Conan glanced at the packaging bag and immediately became angry again.

"No... You are too leisurely. You actually have the mind to buy a hamburger?"

"Then what else can we do?"

Serabelle calmly placed one hand on the steering wheel and glanced sideways at the passenger side.

"I told you on the phone, right? I had just woken up and hadn't even gotten out of bed yet. It was already pretty fast to get there in half an hour. Besides, it didn't take up much time. I had already ordered the meal on the app before I left based on the location and navigation route you mentioned. I just stopped by the store to pick up the meal when I passed by."

"Besides, you only told me that the female host is from the Black Organization. Isn't that enough for me to know? Is there any need for us to rush over right now?"

"Of course! They have already started to act!" Conan was almost driven crazy by him.

"Tell me more about what action?"

The more anxious Conan became, the less anxious Serabell became. She even took her other hand off the steering wheel and started to chew the burger calmly.

"You have to tell me the whole story, without leaving out any details. I need to make an overall assessment of your plan before deciding how to take action."

"Never mind... I say."

Although Conan was anxious, he had not lost his mind. Considering that the only means of transportation he had was owned by Serabel, he had to be patient.

"Remember what I told you on the phone before, that Uncle Kogoro and I stayed over at Miss Mizunashi Reina's house last night?"

"Remember, it's to catch the person who rang the doorbell for no reason."

"That's right. In order to be able to detect the sound of someone ringing the doorbell as soon as possible, I specially attached a bug wrapped in chewing gum to the wall outside the security door, but I forgot to take it back. As a result, after Miss Mizunashi Rena left in the morning, she also left. When the door was closed, the security door collided with the door frame, causing the wall to vibrate, and the bug attached to it fell off and stuck to the sole of Miss Mizunashi Rena's shoe."

"Oh, then what?" Serabell raised her eyebrows.

To be honest, he had thought it was outrageous before, that a mere pair of glasses could have a screen on the lenses and be equipped with tracking and navigation functions, and it seemed that it even had an eavesdropping function.

So strong, Dr. Agasa!

Conan swallowed and calmed himself down: "Then I heard from the bug that Miss Mizunashi Rena called Gin and said she was on her way to the meeting place..."

"where?"

"No, but it's probably northwest, about three and a half kilometers away."

Conan raised his hand and pressed his glasses, and the radar image immediately appeared on the left lens, with a flashing red dot on it.

"It was moving before, but now it seems to be slowing down. It sounds like it is in an underground garage."

3.5 km northwest, underground garage...

Serabelle dragged the screen on the car's navigation system, made a rough estimate based on the direction and distance, and determined the location.

"The only hotel with an underground garage in this area is the Haido Hotel in Haido Town."

"That should be it! Let's go there now!"

Conan seemed very excited when he learned the whereabouts of the winery members.

Serabelle continued to drag the navigation screen: "No need, since the communication function of the equipment made by Dr. Agasa is so advanced, let's go to the small supermarket near the Beihu Hotel first, buy some snacks and get two more button batteries as backup..."

Conan quickly stopped this guy: "Stop, stop, stop, why are we going to that kind of place? They are about to meet up and prepare to start the action!"

"I know. That's why we have to do this. What else are you going to do?"

Serabelle glanced at him suspiciously.

"Are you planning to have me rush you to the underground garage of Beihu Hotel to join them?"

"That's not the case..."

Conan was stunned.

He was embarrassed to admit that he seemed to have thought so just now, and wanted to rush over to find Mizunashi Rena to stop their actions.

But now that I think about it carefully, they are the Black Organization, an underground organization that requires at least two people to get rid of a weak woman like Miyano Akemi, and their style of doing things is prudent.

For example, Vodka is almost tied to Gin, and with the addition of Rena Mizunashi, it means that the other side also has at least three people and two guns.

What can I do if I just rush over with bare hands?

Are you having a meeting with others?

"If that's not the case, then calm down. Besides, your bug can still hear the movements on the other end. That's enough. Tracking doesn't have to be done by sticking your chest to your back like conjoined twins."

Serabelle's last words completely calmed Conan's mind. He then restarted the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove the car slowly forward.

After a while, Conan silently took out a French fry from Serabelle's McDonald's bag, dipped it in ketchup and took a bite.

"By the way, when we were on the phone earlier, was the voice coming from next to you Miss Qiu Ting?"

"…If you want to eat French fries, just eat French fries. Don't ask so many questions."

Chapter 446: Rebellious son, come here!

The scene switches to the underground garage of Beihu Hotel, where a white Citroen slowly drives through a dark and narrow passage.

This is the meeting place that Rena Mizunashi had agreed to meet over the phone.

Looking out of the car window on both sides, everywhere you look are vehicles parked in parking spaces with their front ends facing outwards. Among them are sedans, SUVs, MPVs, and even occasionally a couple of peculiarly and flamboyant super sports cars of all kinds.

But none of these cars was the one that Rena Mizunashi was looking for.

She continued to drive slowly forward until she crossed the D area of ​​the entire parking lot vertically and arrived at the G area. In the distance, a car with a familiar license plate came into view in a corner with few cars.

Shinjuku 54み43-68.

This is a fairly unremarkable license plate at first glance.

However, the car that owns this license plate is a classic sports car that can be called an antique. The all-black color and the round front and rear design all reveal the owner's unique aesthetic of Japan's golden age in the last century.

——Porsche 356A made in Germany

It is hard to imagine that we can still see such antiques today. After all, this thing was produced too long ago. Generally, the biggest problem with antique cars like this is not fuel consumption and performance.

But maintenance.

After all, it is impossible for them to still run your spare parts production line from 20 or 30 years ago just to provide you with this repair.

Some antique cars may be expensive to buy, and the subsequent repair and replacement of parts may cost two to three times the purchase price.

So usually, except for the rich and the ultimate fans, it is impossible for anyone to specifically get these things. At best, they buy them and put them at home as a big figure to look at.

However, this Porsche 356A is clearly different.

Judging from the wheel watermarks extending from the front wheels to the aisle outside the parking space and the few raindrops hanging on the body of the car, this old guy is obviously still in service.

found it……

Rena Mizuno's eyes narrowed slightly, she stepped on the accelerator and drove slowly, turned and passed the corner, stopped in front of and behind the front of the passing Porsche, switched to reverse gear, and then backed into the empty parking space next to the Porsche little by little.

Until the car came to a complete stop, Rena Mizunashi turned off the engine and rolled down the window, and the window of the Porsche next door was also rolled down.

What was revealed was Gin's dead face, which looked as if it had never had any temperature in ten thousand years.

"It's finally here, Kiel."

"Long time no see, Gin, Vodka."

Mizuno Rena calmed down and a slightly artificial curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Are there only three of us on this mission? No one else?"

"No, Chianti and Collen are on their way. They should be here soon." Gin's eyes drifted towards the back seat. "Besides, we have another person in this operation..."

Before he could finish his words, the rear window of the Porsche was rolled down, revealing a dazzling golden color and a face that was so beautiful that it was almost seductive.

"Hello, Kir~" Vermouth gestured with a smile.

"Belmod..."

Mizuno Rena's smile remained unchanged.

Although this was their first collaboration, she had already known the name of the Thousand-Faced Witch in the organization. Especially the death of Calvados a while ago had added a new chapter to her "glorious resume".

"That's a bit strange. If I remember correctly, Chianti and Cohen had a pretty good relationship with Calvados. But Calvados died after you took him out a while ago. Cohen and Chianti should hate you to the core now. Is it really okay for you to carry out a mission together at this time?"

"Maybe~"

Vermouth still looked absent-minded.

At this time, Gin intervened in their chat.

"Don't worry. This is essentially a mission for you, Keel, and Cohen Chianti. Vermouth is here just to serve as a backup. If everything goes well for you, she won't have to take action."

"Moreover, in order to avoid mistakes, let's repeat today's mission again."

"Let me think about it..."

Although she said she needed to think about it, Rena Mizunashi still reported the contents of the task at the fastest speed.

"The time is one o'clock in the afternoon, and the location is Eddie P. I will be responsible for guiding DJ to the designated location, and Cohen and Chianti will complete the kill in the end."

"Humph."

Gin nodded slightly in a low voice, as if he was the homeroom teacher confirming that the student had passed the test.

……

At the same time, inside the Audi, they had just come out of the convenience store after buying supplies.

Serabelle took a big gulp of happy water and turned her gaze to the Grim Reaper elementary school student who was talking to himself intently with headphones on in the passenger seat.

"Well, is there any progress?"

"Shh, yes, yes, I'm listening."

Conan made a gesture to silence and spoke in a low voice.

"The time is 1pm, the location is Eddie P, and the target is a person named DJ."

"……what?"

Serabelle was not good at dealing with radio waves, and was immediately stunned by the large number of secret codes that came at her.

By the way, where is Eddie P? Why do I seem to have never heard of it?

And what about that DJ? Why would an underground organization go after a DJ?