Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 342 Simple

"This is not the direction to the airport." Wei Young noticed that Bourbon's destination was Amuro Detective Agency.

"We need to go back to get some things, can't we just go through the security check?" Toru Amuro took out his pistol and shook it.

He guessed that Wei Young might often take the organized private flights, so he lacked experience in flying public planes.

How could a man with a knife and a gun get in, even if he took out his police ID, it was useless.

Wei Young stretched out her left hand, "Give it to me."

The intention was obvious, what she wanted was the gun in Toru Amuro's hand, and items that could not pass the security check.

Toru Amuro hesitated, then handed her the gun.

Wei Young put the gun back inside the coat, "I have a way to go through the security check."

"Okay." Toru Amuro didn't question or ask further.

Even if there is a problem, he has a way to solve it, so there is no need to express doubts about this trivial matter.

But what is her solution?Hiding a pistol in your clothes can evade detection?

That coat is the latest product researched by the organization?
Should he find an opportunity to investigate and see if he can steal the technology.

If the organization really develops a fabric that can evade the scanners, then the testing equipment must be updated.

Otherwise, it will have an extremely adverse impact on social stability.

Especially the bugs from the FBI, after stealing the technology, they will definitely walk around the neon with guns more recklessly.

Although there is a high probability that Toru Amuro's lover is not this organization, his dislike of the FBI is the same.

Whether it was due to his identity or personal emotional factors, he could not give the FBI agents who entered the country illegally any good looks.

Soon, Mazda arrived outside the airport. After parking the car, Toru Amuro took the lead to unbuckle his seat belt and push the door to get off.

Wei Young grabbed the samurai sword leaning against the car door, and hid it in the oversized coat whose hem could cover the knees.

Bourbon: .
When walking later, the knife will not fall out with a bang, will it?
Wei Young didn't get out of the car immediately, but hummed the tune of "Seven Children" in the car, opened the inventory to collect prohibited items, and then untied the seat belt and got out of the car.

At the ticket office, Toru Amuro bought two tickets with his false identity, the destination was Baltimore, Maryland, USA.

After getting the ticket, he went to the counter to change the boarding pass.

"The timing is just right." Bourbon handed the boarding pass to Wei Young, "Is there anything missing?"

"No."

When Amuro went to buy the ticket, Wei Young had already sent a text message to inform Gin Jiu that he was going abroad for a day.

The two passed the security check smoothly, allowing Toru Amuro to confirm his guess.

When the time came without much waiting, the two boarded the plane.

In an hour of silence, accompanied by roars and vibrations, the plane took off.

Wei Young felt that her ears were deafened by the shock, her hearing was very good, and she didn't want her hearing to be weakened because of flying.

But she didn't show any discomfort, her hands rested lightly on her knees, and her back was pressed against the seat, as usual.

She won't reveal that it's her first time on a plane, and most "first xxx" in the world are embarrassing.

It's weird, but a lot of people think so.

As the time turned from afternoon to night, Toru Amuro took the initiative to order two plane meals.

"Do you eat meat?"

"I only eat meat."

Amuro shrugged, "Only meat" was an unexpected answer.

What exactly did the organization teach her? Don't you even understand balanced nutrition?
Soon, the flight attendants brought the meals over by trolley.

Somewhat crude, this is a euphemism, to be honest, Wei Young thought the meal was pretty bad.

Bourbon chose beef bibimbap with vegetable salad, so what about beef?Wei Young didn't seem to see the beef.

"I haven't been on a plane much." Toru Amuro smiled awkwardly, "Well, I mean, I should really buy a first-class ticket."

The airplane meal in the economy class obviously did not meet his expectations.

He would rather make two meals in advance and put them in an insulated box and bring them up.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can eat." Wei Young began to eat.

Anyway, it's a free whoring dinner, so don't be too picky, it's polite.

But she will definitely not go on a long trip with Toru Amuro next time.

She now just hopes the meals haven't been refrigerated for too long.

Very simple person, Toru Amuro commented in his heart.

For the core members of the organization, she is too simple, and she can eat such a bad meal without changing her face.

There is no doubt that she grew up in a harsh environment where she was easily starved, which is completely consistent with previous speculation.

Amuro sighed inwardly.

He casually picked up some food, and after satisfying the basic needs of hunger and satiation, he stacked the dinner plate with Wei Young's finished meal and tidied it up.

A very qualified passenger, he left such an impression in the hearts of the flight attendants.

Because there were so many people on the plane, Toru Amuro did not take the initiative to find topics to chat, but went to his own business. After night fell, he fell into a light sleep against the back of the chair.

A passenger who got up at night passed the seats where Wei Young and Toru Amuro were sitting.

Based on his impression, he still remembered a very beautiful and eye-catching lady sitting here, so he subconsciously glanced over there.

With the sound of gasping for air and hurried footsteps, the passenger stumbled back to his seat in the dark.

No one knew what kind of indelible shadow that woman who stared straight ahead with red pupils without a trace of expression, like a corpse, cast him an indelible shadow.

……

Phew, with the sound of changing airflow, Wei Young's pupils contracted and then dilated, and her eyes regained clarity.

She blinked and turned to look out the window.

It was already daylight, and the time displayed on the phone was 5:[-] in the morning.

Is there no time difference between Tokyo and Baltimore?

Wait, the sun comes out from the west?

That's right, there was a time difference.

Wei Young calculated the time, and after flying for about ten hours, it was almost here.

Sure enough, the radio sent an announcement of impending arrival.

"It's still bright here." Toru Amuro pinched the corners of his eyes.

"It won't be long." Wei Young changed the time zone on her phone, it was 16:[-] in the afternoon.

"You adapt to the jet lag very quickly, do you often go abroad?" Toru Amuro asked casually.

Wei Young did not answer this kind of information that would reveal many things after careful consideration.

If time travel does not count as going abroad, this is her first time going abroad, and she is sensitive to time only because she wakes up faster.

Seeing that Wei Young didn't reply, Toru Amuro didn't mind, "Is it a mission, or should I find a hotel to catch up on sleep?"

Airplanes are clearly not a place to provide a good night's sleep.

"We can do it together." Wei Young pointed the phone screen directly at Bourbon.

It was a text message from an intelligence officer located here.

There are two photos on it, one is a hotel and the other is a side view. You can't see the sign of the hotel, but you can see a man walking in.

Judging from the profile, it's Wright Wright.

After glancing at the address, Amuro checked the map, "It's a bit far, let's take a taxi."

Before that, Toru Amuro went to a nearby bank and exchanged some dollars.

On the subsequent journey, Wei Young fell into silence, she knew English, for example, dog leash, Fake, Shet.

May not be so suitable for communicating with others.

Bourbon, who was traveling with him, was very talkative, even in English, so Wei Young didn't intend to waste a translation konjac.

Bourbon used his communicative skills, chatting with the driver and inquiring about information along the way, without saying a word.

The driver's attitude is also very friendly, obviously treating him as a local.

Toru Amuro has a complexion suitable for living here for a long time.

It was just dark, and the two arrived outside the hotel.

In this large city, it is rare to see such a dilapidated hotel that makes people feel no desire to stay.

Wei Young pulled her hand out of the coat, pinched Amuro Toru's sleeve, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "It's dangerous inside."

"Dangerous?" Toru Amuro narrowed his eyes and glanced around, "What's wrong?"

"Intuition." Wei Young kept silent after spit out two words, her intuition came from danger warning.

"Don't worry, I'll play it safe, haha."

Toru Amuro's tone was very serious, but his expression was relaxed as if he was joking, and he deliberately laughed twice at the end of the sentence, which was for the passers-by around to see.

He was facing Wei Young, with one hand reaching into the inside of the coat, as if hugging, but in fact, he used the coat to block his sight and secretly took back his own gun.

It has to be said that it is indeed reasonable for Wei Young to wear this outfit. There are many experienced and suspicious killers in the organization who wear this outfit, such as Gin.

Under the cover of Wei Young, after sticking the gun in the waistband of his trousers, Toru Amuro entered first, and took a look at the environment inside.

It's no different from the outside, very old, mostly wooden, with cobwebs hanging from the ceiling, and it looks like no one has cleaned it.

There are obviously very few guests living here. Apart from the boss, there is only a person holding a guitar sitting in the corner and singing while playing.

The language used is not English.

Toru Amuro communicated with the hotel owner proficiently in the local language, saying that he wanted to open two rooms.

The hotel owner didn't seem to want to speak very much. Faced with Amuro Toru's request to open two rooms, he shook his head and pointed his finger upstairs.

It probably means the room is full.

As it happened, Wright walked downstairs with a crooked nut in a shirt, speaking a language that was clearly not English.

Long Er's tone was urgent, a little puzzled and flustered, while Wai Guoren, who went downstairs first, was obviously a little impatient.

At this time, Ryuji glanced down and saw Toru Amuro and Weiyo who were clearly Asian, his complexion changed suddenly.

Toru Amuro didn't act immediately, this is not a good time, the person next to Long Er may be his partner.

He didn't do anything suspicious, just pretend to be an ordinary passenger at this time.

"Ellos_son_la_policia_japonesa," yelled the man sitting in the corner playing the guitar, throwing it aside suddenly.

Which language?
When Bourbon was thinking about which language it was, Wei Young suddenly fell to the ground without any warning, and rolled towards the table and chairs beside him.

Bang, the door of the hotel was kicked open, and a strong man with a face covered in tattoos pointed a shotgun at Bourbon standing in front of the counter.

(End of this chapter)