Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

"Shh, kid, didn't I tell you?"

"Don't look around, and don't call other people's names."

After placing Conan back on the ground, the two of them continued to move forward after hearing the boy apologize.

Only the footsteps coming and going could be heard in the silent corridor, including their own.

When he arrived at the elevator door, Conan was surprised to find that there were still people standing on both sides of the elevator door.

Seeing Subaru Okiya, the two nodded slightly.

One of them opened the elevator door and signaled that they could enter.

After Subaru Okiya entered the elevator with Edogawa Conan, the door slowly closed.

Conan discovered that there were at least two surveillance cameras installed in the elevator, some of which were hidden.

"It seems that we have really put in a lot of effort this time!"

"Ah."

Unexpectedly but within reason, the man's fingers briefly touched the row of numbers and finally pressed on the number -1.

The elevator starts working.

Probably sensing what Conan wanted to say, Subaru Okiya spoke first: "I heard that this was the site where air raid shelters were built before. There are many such spaces underground."

"Ah, I guessed it."

Conan said expressionlessly.

In other words, because I am so nervous, I have no time to think about other things now.

The elevator door dinged open, and the two people turned around when they walked out of the door. Then they saw many FBI people standing in the corridor leading to the solitary room.

Even Conan was frightened by such a huge battle.

A drop of sweat slid down his forehead. Conan raised his head and glanced at Subaru Okiya. He originally wanted to make fun of this exaggerated display.

But after seeing Subaru Okiya's cold face when he opened his eyes, all his words were stuck in his throat.

On second thought, yes.

Is that an average person? That’s gin!

With a feeling of anxiety, Conan followed Subaru Okiya, no, his name should be Akai Shuichi now, and together they came to the observation room next to the confinement room.

The huge one-way mirror allows them to see the situation inside the confinement room.

When Conan actually saw that the arrogant and arrogant Gin was really locked up, he still couldn't believe his eyes.

The man had obviously gone through a lot of torture. The long, smooth hair in his memory was now tangled up because it was stained with blood and unknown dirt, and strands of dry hair hung down from the back of his neck to his front.

There were almost all wounds on his forehead, face and neck, and the dried blood was too obvious.

What concerned Conan the most was his eyes.

One of the eyes was covered with blood, but it was never opened, and swelling was vaguely visible.

"His eyes..."

"Ah, the FBI's interrogation method may be a bit rough. Because he was too harsh in his words, he received a few punches in the face. But the person in charge of the interrogation had a very extreme personality, so he was a little harsher on him."

The windbreaker that Gin usually wore was gone, replaced by a thin black T-shirt. Even without looking closely, you can imagine that he was injured a lot.

His hands were tied behind his back, and his exposed arms were covered with wounds, and even the marks of strangulation were clearly visible on his neck.

It's hard to imagine the inhuman torture he went through.

Conan knew that now was not the time to feel sympathy, but it was hard to agree with their interrogation behavior.

Probably knowing what this innocent boy was thinking, Akai Shuichi explained to him: "Don't get me wrong, he already had these injuries when he was sent here. Because the people on that island are not good. Provoked."

Hearing this, Conan remembered the news he had just seen and asked curiously: "Did he go to a certain island? Mr. Akai, how did you catch Gin?"

"Well, I have no comment for the time being." Akai Shuichi crossed his arms, walked to the glass, got close to observe the silent man, and said lightly: "But what I can tell you is that this person is not We brought him back, but others handed him over after they caught him."

"After our chief learned about this incident, he applied for arrest."

After learning the news, Conan looked straight at Gin through the single-sided glass and asked: "So, the fireworks set off at the sea last night were indeed..."

Akai Shuichi: "Well, it was an explosion to rescue his accomplices. The entire ship was scrapped, even though it was only a small ship."

"Then what are you going to do with him in the future?"

This problem is currently the most troubling.

Because he was not an undercover agent like Kirjiu, even if he was allowed to return to the organization smoothly, he would share the information with them.

If he were to be executed, no force from any side would allow it, and the top brass would not agree to it.

The worst plan is to lock him up until the organization is wiped out.

Can that guy who was once so high-spirited and arrogant in the organization really tolerate being trapped in a place like this, never seeing the light of day?

"Our enemies have learned wisely." Lancer took a deep breath and thrust a knife in his hand into a painting hanging on the wall.

He held a conference call with the team members from the day of the operation. At this time, Lancer was driving to a base that Gin had taken him to before.

Tongzilou courtyard.

In the headphones, Bomalou's voice sounded a little irritable.

"The news now is that we know nothing about where the gin was sent!"

"Who knows that such a big ship was just used as a cover-up! According to the lookout we left at sea, several small fishing boats later headed towards the harbor in Tokyo, and Gin must be among them. On a certain ship!"

Vodka hummed in confusion and said, "Speaking of which, it seems that the FBI also used this trick before when they rescued Kilwine, right?"

"Then when Gin returns to the organization, will he also become an undercover agent?" Bomore made an inappropriate joke, and everyone else fell into silence.

Soon, Bomore also realized that what he said was not funny, so he said a dry apology.

After seeing Tongzilou, Lancer raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm going to do some research next. You should pay attention to yourselves. I will contact you again when necessary."

"OK."

After entering the old place, it was still quiet.

After bypassing the patio, Lancer climbed up the stairs and came directly to the door of the room where the adult was.

He knocked on the door politely, but no one answered. When he turned the handle hard, the door was locked again.

Just when Lancer was about to find a tool to pry it open, the door on the next floor opened, and a key was thrown up from outside the fence.

Lancer caught it.

"Thanks."

Will these people listen to him too much?