Conan Rick's Investigator

So the value of this list is self-evident.

"Who is the person carrying the memory card? Is he also a code member of the organization?" Qin Zhibo asked.

"I don't know. I only know that his name is Okakura Masaaki, and he is the secretary of a high-ranking government official. He was recently involved in a serial murder case..."

Mizunashi Reina's speech speed is getting faster and faster. "The organization attaches great importance to this matter. In addition to Ireland, Scottish Whiskey seems to be taking action as well."

"Good luck."

After saying that, Rena Mizunashi hung up the phone.

Okakura Masaaki...

Qin Zhibo silently repeated the name in his mind, then quickly turned on his computer and searched for related news on the Internet.

Soon, relevant content appeared on the browse page.

Okakura Masaaki, male, 32 years old, secretary of a member of parliament, died in a recreational forest in Nerima Ward, Tokyo.

Beyond that, there is little detailed coverage of the case.

Generally speaking, this situation indicates that there is a major hidden secret in the case, so the decision to conceal it from the public is also to avoid the emergence of copycat offenders.

And just now, Rena Mizunashi also mentioned that Okakura Masaaki was involved in a serial murder case.

Suddenly, Qin Zhibo thought of the investigation meeting to be held at the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow, which was to discuss a serial murder case spanning multiple locations.

Could it be such a coincidence?

……

In the dim room, several dark figures stood in the room.

"Are you the man who killed Gin?"

"Scotch whisky, it seems like we would be a good match..."

A straight-legged man with beige hair stood beside another man with medium-length black hair, with a smile on his face.

"By the way, Scotch Whisky... Can you tell me what expression Gin had before he died?"

Ireland turned to look at the man beside him, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the handsome face.

Scotch replied coldly, still expressionless.

"Just like everyone else, nothing special..."

Hearing this answer, Ireland kept his hands in his pockets and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahaha! This feels so good!"

"Hmph, the only pity is that I wasn't the one who killed Gin..."

Just then, a woman leaning against the wall at the door of the room asked, "Can we start discussing business?"

Ireland glanced at the hot body and said calmly: "Since it is the order of that adult, I will certainly carry it out well..."

"Tomorrow, all we need to do is disguise ourselves as this guy, sneak into the police's internal search meeting, and obtain information about the serial murder case, right?"

A burly man in a suit was tied to a wooden chair at the back of the room.

The man was in a coma at this time, and his left eye, which was pierced by a scar, drooped downward.

"Yes, I will help you disguise yourself to look like him... As for your voice, your voice is very similar to his, so you just need to lower it a little bit and it will be almost the same."

The graceful figure walked out from the darkness. It was the organization’s Thousand-Faced Witch—Vermouth.

"Also, here's his information. One night should be enough for you to familiarize yourself with it."

Vermouth pulled out a USB flash drive from the pocket of her black leather jacket and threw it at Ireland.

The USB flash drive drew a parabola in the air and landed right into Ireland's open palm.

"I will also assist you when necessary, Ireland."

"Hmph... I understand."

Ireland twisted his neck left and right, his joints making crisp humming sounds, then he opened the door and left.

In the room, the only people left were the tied-up scarred man, Vermouth and Scotch.

Vermouth glanced at the bottle of Scotch whisky in the middle of the room, turned around and left without saying a word.

But the next second, Scotch Whiskey suddenly spoke.

"Belmod..."

"Rum asked you, were you on that Suzuki Express train a few days ago?"

Hearing the deep voice, Vermouth stopped immediately with a slightly shocked expression on her face.

Rum…

This code name carries a special weight within the organization. He is the second-in-command in the organization, and his status is only second to "that adult".

How did Rum know I was on that Suzuki Express?

Could it be that Bourbon told the secret?

No, Bourbon should know what would happen if he leaked the secret...

“Why should I answer this question?”

Vermouth turned her head and replied calmly, "Even if this is Rum's problem, I am that master's man and I am not influenced by Rum."

"Excuse me..."

After she finished speaking, Vermouth pushed the door and left.

Walking into the forest outside, Vermouth mounted her Harley motorcycle and put on her helmet.

Eng——

As the engine started, the rear wheel of the motorcycle did a beautiful spin and then quickly left the spot.

While driving on the road, Vermouth was still thinking about what had just happened.

If Bourbon wasn't the one who informed on the matter, that meant that Rum might have also sent someone on that train at the time.

Is it Scotch whisky?

But why did Rum send Scotch on that train?

After thinking for a moment, Vermouth still couldn't come up with an answer.

But what is certain is that Scotch whisky belongs to rum.

In the current organization, everyone is led by that adult on the surface.

But in fact, Rum's power is growing day by day, and he has many loyal subordinates.

Although Rum essentially has to follow the orders of that adult, he also has a certain degree of decision-making power in all matters of the organization.

This, coupled with the mysterious aura of never showing up, gives Rum an extraordinary position in the organization.

There are even some rumors that Rum is showing signs of replacing "that adult".

However, Vermouth did not agree with this idea.

Anyone who can have such childish thoughts is someone who has never seen the horror of "that adult".

In this world, apart from the silver bullet, no one can shake the rule of "that adult".

……

The next day, 9:00 am.

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Qin Zhibo arrived at the first floor lobby at the agreed time, and after the visitor's ID was checked, he was allowed to enter the building.

In the corridor of the fourth floor conference room, the Maori family had just arrived.

"Listen carefully. I am making an exception this time and bringing you here. You just wait for me when I start the meeting later..."

"Well, don't worry, Dad."

While Maori Ran was adjusting Maori Kogoro's tie, she also had to pay attention to her old father's instructions.

After adjusting his tie, Maori Kogoro glanced at Conan who was lower than him and warned him again: "Especially you, don't run around!"

"Do you understand?"

"Yeah!" Conan nodded obediently, but in fact he thought to himself: Haha, I don't need you this time~

Just then, Conan saw Qin Zhibo coming out of the elevator and quickly waved to say hello.

"Uncle Qin!"

Qin Zhibo walked over and looked at the familiar Maori family of three. He knew in his heart that the main actors would not be absent.

However, Conan showed interest in the case yesterday, so it is normal for him to appear here at this moment.

"Good morning, Uncle Qin."

Mao Lilan clasped her hands together and greeted Qin Zhibo.

"Well, that's good for you too."

Qin Zhibo had just responded when Conan came over and tugged at the former's trouser leg.

Qin Zhibo looked down and saw Conan handing a small black thing to Qin Zhibo with a bright smile on his face.

Qin Zhibo also recognized this thing. It was the cufflink-shaped bug that Conan got from Dr. Agasa on the "Aphrodite" ship last time.

However, since the black zircon inlaid in the previous work was too conspicuous and easily noticed by people like Maori Kogoro, Conan asked Dr. Agasa to remove the useless decorations and leave only useful electronic components.

The meaning of Conan handing this thing to Qin Zhibo was very clear, which was to let him listen to the content of the meeting later.

Qin Zhibo did not refuse, took the bug and put it in his pocket.

Just then, Takagi Shigeru and Sato Miwako pushed open the door of the adjacent conference room and walked out.

"Mr. Qin, Mr. Mao Li!"

"Thank you for coming here so early in the morning..."

Takagi and Sato walked forward, exchanged greetings, and briefly discussed the basic situation of the case, then took Qin Zhibo and Maori Kogoro into the conference room.

……

The conference room was filled with noise.

The huge conference hall was filled with policemen, all discussing something in groups of three or five.

As soon as Qin Zhibo and Maori Kogoro walked in, they were seen by Yokomizo Sango who was standing in front of them.

"Isn't this Mr. Mao Li and Mr. Qin? It's been a long time since we last met!"

Yokomizo's voice was so loud that Maori Kogoro couldn't help but complain: "Your voice is still as loud as before, Yokomizo..."

Kogoro Mouri was about to say something about Yokomizo, but when he saw two identical Officer Yokomizo walking towards him, he suddenly stopped and didn't know how to address them.

This made Henggou Chanwu feel a little embarrassed, and he could only introduce himself helplessly: "I am Chanwu, and this is my younger brother, Chongwu."

Hearing this very repeated name, Takagi Wataru couldn't hold back his smile and whispered from behind, "Three-five, fifteen?"

Thirty-five and fifteen are homophones of "chanwu" and "chongwu" respectively.

Takagi Shigeru originally thought the name was funny and told it to Sato, but it was heard by Shigeo on the other side.

The other party gave him a fierce look, which scared Gao Mu so much that he quickly shut up and smiled to ease the embarrassment.

At this time, Ogino Ayami, who was behind the two brothers Yokomizo Shigego and Sango, also greeted them.

"We meet again, Mr. Qin, Mr. Mao Li..."

Hearing this, Henggou Chanwu was stunned and asked, "Why, have you met before?"

Ogino Ayami nodded. "Well, there was a case yesterday at the border of Saitama Prefecture and Gunma Prefecture. The two famous detectives happened to be there and provided a lot of help..."

"Oh, that's it~"

Yokomizo Sango nodded. "It seems like the two detectives are really connected to this case~"

Yokomizo Sango also introduced that Ogino Ayami was his subordinate during his tenure in Saitama Prefecture, so the two of them were acquaintances.

Qin Zhibo glanced at everyone in the conference room. In fact, in addition to these people, there were many acquaintances.