Gin guessed that the Japanese police deliberately asked them to rescue Vodka, leaving Vodka a little confused.

Vodka said in confusion: "There is no reason why they would let me go?"

Gin lit a cigarette, smoking and driving, and analyzed: "After I bombed the Japanese Public Security Bureau, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and the FBI office, everything has been weird.

Especially when we arrived in Meguro District, it was as if there was an invisible hand pushing us and the Japanese police.

I think that the group of people who fired rockets at the helicopter were definitely not members of the Japanese public security. These guys were definitely third-party personnel. What happens next depends on what Bermod asks. "

At this time, Belmode was on the phone with Rum.

Belmode asked: "Rum, in addition to sending Binga to assist, did you send any members of the organization to the Embassy of the Kingdom of Vespania in Meguro District to provide support?"

Rum immediately replied: "No."

After hearing Rum's answer, Belmod frowned. After hanging up the phone, he dialed Gin's phone number: "Asked, he didn't send anyone else to support us."

Gin's eyes became frightening, he said "I understand" and hung up the phone.

Gin guessed with a slightly serious expression: "It seems that, in addition to us and the Japanese police, there were two groups of people fighting in the embassy at that time, one group helped the Japanese public security, and the other group helped us.

The purpose of these two groups of people is unknown, but it is absolutely impossible that they simply want to help us or the Japanese police. Maybe... it is possible that these two groups of people are working together. "

Vodka now heard the first and the second: "Brother, I am almost confused by what you said. One group of people helps the Japanese police and another group of people helps us. It is unlikely that they are the same group, right? The group of people who are helping the Japanese police have a grudge against us, so they help the Japanese police.”

Gin took a deep breath and asked, "The group of people who helped the Japanese police may have enmity with us, but what about the group of people who helped us?"

Vodka was speechless for a moment, their organization... seemed to be quite unpopular, and no one else seemed to be able to help.

Gin said in a deep voice: "This operation is full of weirdness. Maybe even the Japanese police didn't expect it, and maybe it was forced."

Vodka thought Gin was doubting him: "Brother, I promise I didn't leak any information about the organization! I didn't betray the organization!"

Gin glanced at Vodka sideways and said: "I didn't doubt you Vodka, I doubted the Japanese police and those two groups of people. If it is really the Japanese police who want to let you go deliberately, it may be that they see no way to get rid of you. What kind of information did you get that made you want us to rescue you on purpose?

If the rescue plan is too easy, then we will definitely doubt whether you leaked information about our organization to the Japanese public security, or whether you reached some kind of agreement with the Japanese public security and returned to the organization to work for the Japanese public security, making us suspicious of each other. .

In this case, the Japanese police, who have not been able to obtain any information from you, can use you to cause internal strife among us and let our own people deal with our own people.

I think the Japanese police may have planned this from the beginning, but the invisible pushing hand behind the scenes prevented the Japanese police from returning you to our hands so easily. "

Vodka was relieved to hear that Gin trusted him.

Vodka asked: "Brother, what should we do next? Do we want to retaliate against the Japanese police?"

Gin threw the cigarette butt out of the car window and said: "No, I don't have the energy to do such a thing now, because the two operations in Sakabashi District and Shibuya failed to kill Kamiya Minazuki, and the BOSS is already dissatisfied with me. Well, in this operation to rescue you, Rum also sent a clown, so please calm down for a while. "

Vodka saw his empty arm and said sadly: "Brother, my arm is gone, and my efficiency may be greatly reduced in the future..."

Gin looked at Vodka's empty left arm and said: "As long as people are alive, that's fine. As for your left arm, researchers at an organization base abroad are studying experiments on neural prosthetics. I heard that they have already achieved Staged success.

At that time, I will apply to the organization to install a neuroprosthetic limb for you, and you will take good care of your injuries recently. After the application for the neuroprosthetic limb is approved, you can run in with the neuroprosthetic limb for a period of time, and you can use it skillfully, and then you can perform tasks with me.

While you are recuperating, if there is any mission, I will ask Bourbon to carry it out with me. "

Hearing Gin mention bourbon, Vodka showed a smile on his face: "I really didn't expect that bourbon guy impressed me. Brother, it seems we all misunderstood bourbon before."

Gin said in a cold voice: "Vodka, you have to remember, just because the other party saved you doesn't mean there will be no problems. Some people, in order to make themselves appear to have no problems, will do something at the cost of their lives. Things that want others to trust him.

So we still can’t completely trust Bourbon, but he has also gained the threshold to gain our trust. During this period of time when Bourbon is partnering with me, I will observe him carefully to see if he is a Someone worthy of trust. "

Vodka nodded. He didn't feel strange about Gin's decision. After all, this was what Gin would do.

After Gin and the others returned to the organization base, Bourbon and Vodka were sent to the medical room in the base for treatment.

What surprised Gin and the others was that Binga, who had returned to the base, was also injured, with blood all over his head, swollen cheeks and a limping thigh.

Binga did not participate in the operation. Everyone was actually curious about why he was injured, but no one came forward to ask.

Binga, who clearly felt isolated, went to the medical room for treatment with a cold expression.

When passing by Belmod, Binga glanced at Belmod.

Binga had no idea how to lick Belmode, but Binga still wanted to give it a try.

A licking dog should be similar to a running dog.

Binga did not come forward to talk, but limped directly to the medical room.

He had lost so much blood from the injury on his thigh that he was about to faint and his body began to feel inexplicably cold.

Belmode was looked at by Binga's eyes a little strangely.

She didn't know Binga, so why did Binga look at her like that?

It's really baffling.

This night, many people are destined to have insomnia, and Conan will definitely be one of them.

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