Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

"No, don't put on makeup in the base. Go to your house. The fewer people who know about this, the better. I suspect there is a spy in the organization."

"I don't mind." Belmore turned his eyes away, "What do you think, dear?"

Lu Ren lowered his head and finished a spoonful of dessert. Why ask him what he thought? He wanted to ignore it and pretend he was not interested.

Now that he has been asked this question, he can no longer choose to remain silent.

He looked at Amuro Toru and said, "Is this your idea or that adult's? Think about it before you answer. This question is very important."

"Of course..." Amuro Toru paused unnaturally in the middle of his sentence, then continued with a smile, "It was that adult's idea."

"Well, that's it, I have no problem with that. It's getting late, let's go."

Belmode smiled and said, "Honey, I've already settled the bill in advance. Just go to the parking lot and we'll wait for you outside."

"Ah."

Lu Ren walked in front. Behind him, Amuro Toru was trying to exchange glances with Vermouth, trying to figure out why she did that just now.

Just before Toru Amuro was about to ask whose idea it was, his calf was suddenly kicked by the tip of Vermouth's high heels.

Right under the dining table where Lu Ren couldn't see it.

Belmode used quite a bit of force, and the kick hurt a little.

This certainly couldn't be a flirtatious act.

And she just happened to be stuck at that point in time, so it couldn't be an accidental act.

However, Vermouth did not respond to Toru Amuro's doubts. She followed Lu Ren silently, as if she didn't hear Toru Amuro's actions.

They waited until they left the hotel and Lu Ren completely disappeared from their sight. Belmode lit a cigarette and started smoking.

"Have one?"

"No. Now you can tell me what's going on."

If he was a little confused at first, Toru Amuro now completely understands it - before discussing this topic, he must first avoid Glenfiddich.

The kind that completely stays away from him, even standing a little bit behind him is not okay.

“Don’t look like that, it’s too serious.” Belmode flicked the ash off his cigarette and focused his gaze on the bustling and noisy scene in the distance. “We’ve worked together for so long after all. I’m protecting you.”

"Then your method of protecting people is really special."

"I'm worried that you'll be mysterious and mystical like before." This time, Vermouth turned his gaze back to Amuro Toru and said meaningfully, "It didn't matter before, but don't do this in front of him."

Amuro Toru's heart trembled, but his expression became more relaxed. He smiled and pretended not to care: "What else? What will happen if I do it?"

“I don’t know either.” Belmode smoked again, flickering the flame, and the next words drifted in the air with the smoke, “But he might die.”

"That's not like you at all."

"It doesn't matter whether I look like you or not. And if I have a fixed image in your eyes that can be easily defined, then I think I may have been a failure in my life. Or maybe you need to go to the hospital and get your eyes treated."

Belmode put out his cigarette and threw the butt accurately into a trash can two or three meters away. "Whether you believe it or not, that's all I have to say. Time will prove everything. The premise is that you can live to that moment."

"Okay, okay, I know you mean well. I believe you." Amuro Toru's smile became more genuine at this time, "Don't be so angry, it can hurt your body."

"I was prepared to tell the truth from the beginning. This action was my idea, but I did get the authorization from that adult." At this point, Toru Amuro also gave Vermouth the lowdown.

"I have never looked down on this person from the beginning."

Now, we can only say that we pay more attention to it.

Kiel regarded him as a monster. Even Vermouth, who always believed in mysticism, warned him not to act mysterious in front of Glenfiddich.

Toru Amuro felt that half of what Vermouth said might be out of kindness, but the other half was out of fear that innocent people would be implicated and suffer unprovoked disaster.

When she mentioned Shuichi Akai, the "Silver Bullet" in the boss's mouth, she didn't act as cautious as before.

This is really...

After waiting for a while, Lu Ren drove to pick up the two.

"Bourbon, you are going to the organization's base next."

"Yes. I haven't found a place to live yet. I plan to look for one tomorrow. By the way, Glen, I have to implement the plan I just mentioned. From now on, I will appear as Akai Shuichi most of the time. As for arranging an identity, I will finish my investigation first."

After weighing the pros and cons, Toru Amuro finally decided to investigate the truth behind Shuichi Akai's death first and put the research on Glenfiddich on hold for a while.

If you ask yourself, whether Shuichi Akai is really dead or not actually does not affect the overall situation.

This is just his own private matter.

Even if he hated Akai Shuichi, he had to admit that Akai Shuichi was not an enemy. At least not now.

Investigating Glenfiddich and finding out whether he poses a threat to his country and people is an unquestionable public duty.

However, this task is obviously not that easy to accomplish at the moment. It is a long-term task.

Putting the two together, Toru Amuro plans to quickly resolve his own personal affairs first, and then focus all his attention and time on Glenfiddich.

He was ready for a protracted war, no matter how long it took.

As long as it is for his country, everything he has done is worth it.

"what ever."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 491 Brainstorming

Riku Ren didn't know that Toru Amuro was ready to fight a protracted war with him.

He still believes that Bourbon's purpose of coming to Tokyo this time is still the same as the original work, which is to come for Akai Shuichi.

He never thought that he himself would become one of Tohru Amuro's targets. Even to an important extent, he stabilized Shuichi Akai.

The appearance of Bourbon means that the plot of Conan has officially entered the middle and late stages.

Lu Ren didn't pay much attention to this stage of the plot at all. Even if he watched it, he would skip it.

Lu Ren's impression of Bourbon was still the coldness of the first meeting.

He thought this was Bourbon's character, and never thought there was another reason behind it. Bourbon's performance at the time was inseparable from him.

Ok……

Anyway...it doesn't matter.

Even if Toru Amuro would stay by his side in the future and look at him with eager eyes, Lu Ren wouldn't feel anything.

He was accustomed to being the center of attention. Eyes are on other people's bodies. If Toru Amuro wants to see them, let him see them.

As for other possible electronic equipment surveillance, with Xiaoyou and Dabai here, if even one of the Japanese police equipment can still operate normally, he will lose.

After casually replying to Toru Amuro, Lu Ren continued: "I will take you home after I get Bourbon back to the base."

Belmore chuckled, her eyes so soft that she could squeeze out water, "My dear, why are you so considerate this time?"

"It's mainly because it's a little late. I just received news that a dangerous criminal in Tokyo is currently committing crimes. There are already three victims, all of whom are long-haired women who went home alone late at night."

"in this way."

Belmode didn't care about this. Criminals of this level were simply child's play to her.

If it really fell into her hands, she wouldn't mind going to the Metropolitan Police Department to get some bonuses, and maybe she could get another "Mika Town Friendly Citizen" award or something.

Belmore didn't care, but Toru Amuro was concerned about it.

He sat in the back seat of the car, his head slightly lowered, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

This gang of useless bastards from the Metropolitan Police Department...

After calming down for a moment, Toru Amuro quickly regained his composure. He pretended to be disdainful and said: "You only target women. What a shameless bastard."

"Yeah." Thinking of Bei Dao, who also had long hair and often worked late at night before returning home, Lu Ren was worried about this. "The security in Tokyo is really bad."

"..."

Being criticized by an extremely dangerous terrorist for the poor security in Tokyo. It was hard for Toru Amuro to explain how he felt.

"Yes." Belmore was using her mobile phone. She was searching and checking relevant news reports on the Internet. "This man is called the Hammerhead Man. It seems because he hits with a hammerhead every time he commits a crime. The victim’s head.”

"He has now become an urban legend in Tokyo. It is said that he is over 1.8 meters tall and can run 100 meters in 11 seconds."

"Where did this news come from? Are there any witnesses?"

Toru Amuro realized something was wrong. He was 1.8 meters tall and 100 meters in 11 seconds could be made up, but the tools for committing crimes could not be made up.

As far as he knew, there were dozens of blunt traumas caused by hitting the head. How could he be sure that the murder weapon must be a hammer?

Belmore replied: "The victims themselves said it. Although the hammer-headed man attacked them, he seemed to have spared his hands and did not really kill them. He probably wanted to find excitement, but was afraid of actually killing them. A guy who will be sentenced to a long time if he kills someone."

"Then did they see the appearance of the murderer?" Toru Amuro continued to ask.

"No. The murderer wrapped himself very tightly when committing the crime, including gloves, a hood, a baseball cap, and a towel. In addition, it was very dark at that time, and he chose uninhabited corners to commit crimes. Therefore, no one knew his true identity. Appearance."

Belmore had to put away his phone, "Okay, you're just a thief, don't keep asking. People who don't know would think you are a policeman. Why are you so enthusiastic?"

Amuro Toru's heart suddenly thought, Belmore thought that he was testing him?

Just when he was about to go back to make amends, Lu Ren suddenly spoke up to help him.

"There's nothing wrong with being enthusiastic. Scumbags like this who specifically target women should die early and be clean."

"That's true. But the Tokyo police are not all useless. It should take a while to catch this suspect."

Glenfiddich's statement is righteous and full of justice. Belmore didn't feel too surprised.

The Tokyo branch now knows that Glenfiddich likes to support justice, fight against illegal and criminal activities, and personally arrest murderers.

Gin has never commented on this.

Glenfiddich can do whatever he likes.

If you are willing to fight crime and arrest criminals, let him do it. Anyway, it's better than... it's better for him to go back to his old business and pick people's heads when he has nothing to do.

At present, within the Tokyo branch, and even within the entire organization, Glenfiddich may have the best relationship with the police.

But at the same time, he is also the one who has the worst relationship with the police.

The police, who often manipulate public opinion, are overwhelmed. Last time, the police chief was forced to publicly apologize, and the entire police system was forced to shut down for a whole day.

On the one hand, he was fighting with the police, and on the other hand, he stabbed the police with a knife, showing no mercy.

This is Glenfiddich, an existence whose words and deeds are extremely divided.

Everyone is used to it, there is nothing surprising about it.

"Count on them?" Lu Ren smiled and said nothing more.

"The first wounding case happened a week ago, the second four days ago, and the third yesterday. The total population of Tokyo is about 1400 million. If the three surrounding prefectures are also included, the permanent population of the entire Tokyo metropolitan area is 3300 million."

At this time, Amuro Toru also picked up his phone and started searching for the hammer-headed man assault case. "This is only the permanent population. It will be even more if the floating population is included. The Tokyo police do have a lot of rubbish, but if they don't arrest the criminal within a week, it's actually not so bad. After all, the murderer is among the more than 30 million ordinary people."

"Thirty million, how is that possible? Although the murderer has become an urban legend in Tokyo, the places where he committed the first three cases were actually in Miwa Town. There is no need to search the entire Tokyo, just search Miwa Town."

"What's the population of Miwa Town? Is there 40,000 people? Is this search really difficult? It's so difficult that they haven't identified the murderer for a week."

Toru Amuro retorted: "You can't be so sure, right? The murderer may be someone from other areas of Tokyo, and he chose Yoneka Town specifically to confuse the police."

"If it was really to confuse the situation, then he shouldn't have caught a sheep from Yoneka Town. He could have done it with Aido-cho, Yoneka Town, and Okuho Town. It just so happened that these three towns were also next to each other. Rizen Town and Toriya Town are also available to him.”

"The three victims have no connection with each other. It can be preliminarily determined that this is a case of indiscriminate assault. In this case, why did the murderer focus on Yoneka Town? Is it possible that he has a special affection for the women in Yoneka Town? bell?"

"As Belmore said just now, the murderer wrapped himself very tightly, with gloves, a hood, a face scarf, a turban, etc. This is actually a flaw in him."

"flaw?"

The murderer wrapped himself so tightly that the police could not grasp his appearance. How could this be called a flaw?

"Yeah, a flaw. Since he didn't kill anyone every time he committed a crime. After the first wounding case, the police were able to quickly learn from the victim that the murderer dressed like this every time he committed a crime."

"This undoubtedly provides them with a general direction to locate the murderer. A person who is already wearing a hooded jumpsuit has to wear an additional hat with a brimmed hat or a face scarf. For a person wearing this kind of attire, changing It's you, do you think he's suspicious?"

Toru Amuro: "Well..."

For some reason, Glenfiddich was talking about a jumpsuit hood, but the first thing he thought of was a knitted hat.

"The article Belmore read just now did not disclose the clothes the murderer wore when he committed the crime, maybe because he was worried about imitating the crime. But in fact, you also know what the murderer was wearing, and it is often seen."

"The clothes the murderer wore when he committed the crime should not only be able to hold a pair of gloves, but also be able to hide a hammer. Ordinary clothes don't have such big pockets."