Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Not long after they withdrew, before Kamel and others could gather around to ask about the situation, Shuichi Akai and others clearly heard the loud sound of a bomb explosion coming from a distance.

After confirming that Akai Shuichi and others were safe and sound, Kudo Yusaku continued to analyze the next situation on the other side of the phone.

After succinctly pointing out that what the black organization was looking for was on the exploded freighter, Kudo Yusaku quickly linked the black organization's previous actions at the CIA to it.

Later, when Conan remotely connected with Haibara Ai, he came to a conclusion:

"This time, the black organization is so grand, judging from the initial layout of the strategy, to the current deployment of personnel, and the final execution of each.

What the black organization is looking for must be an important item that is likely to endanger the lifeline of the organization.

In order to regain something very important to them, the black organization definitely sent more than just the two cadres Gin and Whiskey.

It's possible, it's all the core senior executives. "

Kudo Yusaku's words not only made Akai Shuichi's eyes light up instantly, but also made Conan next to him and Haibara Ai, who was on the phone with him, so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Ever since he saw whiskey in Washington, Kudo Yusaku had doubts about the appearance of whiskey in Berry Country.

On the surface, Whiskey's identity is the heir to the Karasuma Consortium, and his status is prominent and eye-catching.

Based on the inference that the leader of the black organization is Renya Karasuma, compared to other senior leaders of the black organization, Whiskey's public identity is obviously more of a constraint than a convenience.

Considering Whiskey's past identity, Karasuma Sonobu, who was dubbed the adopted son of Neon's richest man and heir to the Karasuma Consortium, was obviously the work of Renya Karasuma, the leader of the black organization.

It is control and it is also a warning.

However, since Renye Karasuma created an identity for Whiskey that was clearly separated from the black organization and closely connected with the Karasuma Consortium, and the relevant documents and information were so authentic and valid that even the police could not find any problems.

Even Karasuma Renya himself, who had not been seen for a long time, personally brought whiskey to the neon high-class dinner held by the Suzuki Foundation in order to increase the bargaining chip of Karasuma Sonobu's status as the heir to the Karasuma Foundation.

Among them, there must be the idea of ​​​​allowing whiskey to maintain this identity for a long time.

Therefore, at that time, several major events had just happened in Neon, the border blockade had just been lifted, and there was huge turmoil in Neon's political and financial circles.

As a person with huge connections and energy in both the political and financial circles, his words and deeds attracted attention at that time, especially the heir to the Karasuma Consortium who was extremely concerned by the big shots at the top of the political and financial circles.

The whiskey should have stayed safely in Neon, just like it had stayed in the manor before, conveying to the outside world the neutral attitude of the Karasuma Consortium in this series of events.

However, as soon as Neon lifted the order to block the border, Whiskey got on the fastest plane to Berry Country.

Looking at the speed, it's obviously very urgent.

If it weren't for the fact that Whiskey wasn't flying on the Karasuma Consortium's private jet at that time, and Karasuma Renye had vague rumors that his heir had been living abroad all year round.

The media company under the Karasuma Consortium vigorously criticized Neon's security and high crime rate after Whiskey left Neon, creating the impression that the precious heir of the Karasuma Consortium returned to the country less than three months ago because he was dissatisfied with the frequent dangerous incidents in the country. There were rumors that he left privately within a month.

I am afraid that the suspicions in the minds of those high-ranking politicians who have been in the fame and fortune officialdom for many years will not be so easily dispelled.

In Kudo Yusaku's view, Karasuma Renya's urgency to return Whiskey, who should have maintained his superficial identity, to return to Berry Country clearly confirmed the importance of the thing lost by the black organization.

More importantly, according to the currently known intelligence, it was obvious that something big had happened in Yingguo, the base camp of Whiskey's equipment team.

MI6's recent activities have become so noisy that even the latest news newspapers have openly published them.

As the leader of the equipment team, Whiskey is still in the Berry Country. Obviously, what the black organization lost is an item directly related to their lifeblood.

Judging from the signs of activities of the black organization collected by the FBI during these days, as well as the scale of personnel deployment and action trajectories, it can be seen that when the black organization looks for lost items, it sends out elites from all walks of life within the organization.

Moreover, the only way to allocate and command the corresponding manpower in such a timely and precise manner to carry out this series of activities is through direct orders from their respective high-level cadres.

Now that Renye Karasuma has even transferred the most troublesome whiskey here, what is the chance that the other senior core cadres will all be here?

Moreover, the lost items of the black organization are deeply involved, involving the organization's secrets and lifeblood.

Therefore, the manpower dispatched by Karasuma Renye and his high-level core cadres, including the organization members who participated in the Dolan Pier operation today, what is the probability that they are the elite of the organization?

With just a simple thought back and forth in his mind, Kudo Yusaku infinitely increased the probability of the two to 100%.

So, Kudo Yusaku said those words to Akai Shuichi.

After finishing the brief call with Kudo Yusaku, Akai Shuichi urgently ordered Kamel, Cameron and others to disperse quickly and leave this abandoned lighthouse. At the same time, he also put some thought into guarding against the man who was probably bourbon. The younger brother's organized sniper.

But what is growing crazily in his heart at this moment is the ambition to capture the core executives of the black organization who are likely to be gathered at Dolan Pier.

As a crazy gambler who often puts his life on the bet of fate, facing this gambling game that is about to open, the winning rate is far more than 50%, and even if he loses, he can still save his money.

After Akai Shuichi hung up the phone call with Kudo Yusaku, briefly explained the latest instructions and announced that they were going to disperse, he made an emergency call to his immediate superior, James.

After receiving the call, James pondered for a moment and accepted Shuichi Akai's gambling invitation.

Soon, the phone of the FBI's top leader rang quietly as the moon began to fade away along with the night.

Hibiki, who carried a heavy sniper and went straight to the bottom of the abandoned lighthouse, turned around and left after confirming that no one was around.

Dolan Pier,

With the splash of water caused by the explosion, the crew members and porters who were tied to the deck, as well as the members of the organization disguised as CIA living among them, were all drenched.

Most people were so frightened by the shooting and explosion that seemed to happen in the blink of an eye that they huddled on the deck and shivered, and then felt a chill in their hearts when the river water suddenly poured down.

However, there were still some people who seemed particularly calm, such as the few members of the organization pretending to be CIA, and several crew members wearing navy blue employee uniforms.

At this moment, if Toru Amuro was present, if he had been more careful to observe the crew members following the person in charge of the freighter he had met.

Then, he will inevitably find that one of these crew members is an acquaintance whom he has met and dealt with in Osaka.

However, he didn't have time to pay attention to those trivial things at the moment.

The lighting installed at the top clearly illuminated the figure at Toru Amuro's feet and the bright passage ahead.

Hearing the faint sound coming from the front, Toru Amuro, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately put on the mask of a just and awe-inspiring CIA officer again, staggered a little, and ran forward with a little shortness of breath.

Behind him, the members of the organization responsible for the show made a pursuit gesture after Bourbon ran four or five meters.

We meet on a narrow road,

The black-haired man who ran from the bottom of the freighter to the upper cargo hold with a cardboard box in his arms subconsciously wanted to attack when he saw Toru Amuro.

Then he paused for a moment when he noticed the CIA uniform vest that Toru Amuro was wearing, and a panicked expression suddenly appeared on his face.

The black-haired man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the blond-haired black-skinned man who originally pointed the gun at him moved the muzzle of the gun away in the next second, with a look of surprise and surprise on his face.

"boom!"

Before the black-haired man could cry out hypocritically and put on the honest and timid sailor's vest more firmly, he heard a gunshot suddenly ring out from behind the blond and dark-skinned CIA.

A bullet that struck from behind only scratched his arm as Toru Amuro nimbly dodged it.

The black-haired man clearly noticed that the bullet was originally aimed at the back of the blond and dark-skinned CIA in front of him. If it weren't for the other party's sensitivity to crises, I'm afraid the CIA would have died on the spot.

After confirming this, the black-haired man finally let go of his last doubts about this blond-skinned man and fled with him without hesitation.

Little did he know that Toru Amuro, whom he considered trustworthy, was leading him to the road of death step by step.

By using a secret hiding corner unknown to outsiders, the black-haired man and Toru Amuro briefly avoided the pursuit of members of the organization.

Before the black-haired man could speak, Toru Amuro was the first to say sorry, and then simply told him that they were following the murderer who attacked the CIA headquarters, but he didn't expect those people to actually set up an ambush here.

Finally, Toru Amuro said very righteously:

"The commotion here is so loud, I have sent people to break out and send a rescue message to the headquarters. I believe that the headquarters will definitely send people to support after getting the news.

Please rest assured that since I meet you, I will definitely protect your life. "

After saying that, Toru Amuro glanced at the cardboard box held in the arms of the black-haired man, but he was very considerate and did not ask.

When the black-haired man saw this scene, his hand holding the carton tightened slightly. He didn't feel considerate, he just felt that the blond and dark-skinned CIA in front of him seemed to be telling him that death was coming soon.

The CIA's support is coming, doesn't this mean that a large number of CIA will surround this place. By then, even if his side is not exposed, the SS-level decoding equipment they managed to steal from the CIA may be used again. Back in CIA hands.

What's more, the crows outside won't give up easily.

In fact, the arrival of the CIA will force the crows to use more extreme methods.

Even if they die together, they will never let this SS-level decoding equipment fall into the hands of others.

I think back then, in order to obtain this SS-level decoding equipment, they had carefully prepared for several years and spent countless efforts before stealing it from the crow's nest unscathed.

If this fails...

The black-haired man did not dare to think further. He held the cardboard box in his arms more carefully, determined to hand over the equipment to Shang Feng before the CIA's support arrived.

The change in the man's expression disappeared deep into his eyes in just a short moment.

But Toru Amuro, who seemed to be seriously guarding the surroundings and preparing for an attack that could appear at any time, keenly captured the change in the black-haired man's expression.

However, he looked as if he didn't know, but in fact he was quietly waiting for the black-haired man's next move.

The miniature headset covered by blond hair is connected to a communication channel that covers all members of the organization. Bourbon's every word and deed is known to others in the communication channel.

Everyone is waiting for the upcoming climax.

Let him come and see who dared to lie to him like this.

Gin, who was originally sitting on the Porsche 356A, took his beloved sniper rifle and occupied the last suitable sniper spot.

Having been tricked, Gin was filled with rage and stared at the scope of the sniper rifle with murderous eyes.

However, compared to Gin, who was currently prepared and focused on the mission, vowing to kill those who dared to deceive him and steal the organization's important SS-level decoding equipment, and also to make fun of them.

The painting styles of the next few are somewhat different from Gin.

As for the reason?

It all started after everyone arrived at Dolan Pier and discussed the action plan. Brandy suggested it, Champagne nodded in agreement, Whiskey had no objection, Gin was disdainful, and Rum was indifferent to the task role drawing.

Sitting on the deck, his hands and feet were tied up and soaked with water. Champagne, who was wearing a navy blue employee uniform, felt the injuries on his body that were not healed but were now aggravated, and secretly grinded his teeth.

Damn the brandy, damn the draw. Next time he believes Brandy's words, he'll be a fool.

(This is a lottery. He is responsible for playing the role of a kidnapped boatman. He needs to observe the scene at close range. For the time being, he can only command a few members of the organization who are pretending to be kidnapped with him. At the moment, he can't even utter a sip of champagne. )

After changing into the guard's clothes, but still keeping the same fake leather as before, Rum quietly huddled in the corner of the container and stared at the freighter not far away with a calm face, but he was secretly rejoicing in his heart.

Fortunately, there are champagne and brandy at the bottom.

(This is Rum who won the lottery and was responsible for acting as a watchman, observing the situation from a distance, and having the power to deploy and direct the manpower located near the container.)

Whiskey, who was already in the cab of the freighter next door, sat comfortably in the driving seat, looking towards the calm and wide river in the distance.

Ok?

It seems like you can still see the sunrise here. I wonder if I can catch the sunrise.

(This is the whiskey that won the lottery, does not require role play, and is responsible for close command)

On the calm and wide river, Brandy, who was wearing a black diving suit, sneezed unhappily, and then looked resentfully at the dark cockpit of the freighter opposite.

How did he know that this guy Whiskey was actually an European emperor.

If he had known better, he wouldn't have proposed drawing lots to determine their respective positions.

(This is Brandy who also won the lottery and became the leader of the temporary bomb installation team. He needs to wait until all the bombs explode before he can climb ashore.)