Conan: The truth lies only within the range of fire

Hearing that Akatsuki was willing to meet and talk, Vermouth and Binga both breathed a sigh of relief.

Vermouth was relieved because Akatsuki was willing to meet. No matter how detailed the details were on the phone, it would not be as good as meeting in person.

The reason why Binga was relieved was of course very simple. They could talk face to face, and by the time they had finished the conversation or before the conversation, he could remove his bomb collar.

Just as Vermouth was about to ask about the time and place, Rum's voice came from the earphones in Vermouth's ears.

After listening to Rum's words, Vermouth said to Kengo Aono: "Now you have investigated and found that our organization is qualified to cooperate with you, but we know nothing about your organization except that it is called 'Akatsuki'. Since we are cooperating, we have given you our trust, so you have to let us trust you too, right?"

Aono Kengo said very forcefully: "First of all, it was you who begged us to cooperate, not us who begged you, so we have to evaluate whether your organization is qualified to cooperate. As for us, our attitude is to choose whether to cooperate or not. No organization is qualified for us to prove anything to them. Do you understand?"

Vermouth's forehead was bulging.

How can this be done in business?

Vermouth paused and said, "In that case, why don't we do a deal on our first meeting? That way you can see our sincerity, and we can feel relieved. We can also cooperate for a long time in the future."

Aono Kengo was silent for a while, as if thinking, and then said after a while: "That's fine, what weapons do you want?"

Vermouth suddenly became alert: "Ten thermobaric bombs, five depleted uranium bombs, and two neutron bombs."

Aono Kengo sneered, "Are you dreaming? Do you think this is possible for the first time? Do you think we would sell this kind of weapon directly to someone who has never done a transaction with us before? We only sell these weapons to old customers.

I thought you wanted to buy various firearms or rockets, but I didn't expect you to dare to ask for it. Since you have no sincerity in cooperating in the transaction, forget it."

Just when Kengo Aono was about to hang up the phone, Bin called urgently.

Once the call was hung up, his death was basically announced.

Binga hurriedly shouted to Kengo Aono on the phone, "No, we don't know your rules either, so we're asking. We're all doing business, so be patient and we can discuss anything."

But this time, Vermouth is tougher, or rather, the rum in Vermouth's headphones is tougher.

Vermouth continued, "Our organization has cooperated with many underground arms dealers. We can buy a lot of conventional large-scale weapons and equipment from them, so what we lack is super-standard weapons, which is also the purpose of our cooperation with your Akatsuki organization.

So for the first transaction, you have to let us see with our own eyes that you have this kind of weapon, right? That way we can have subsequent cooperation. "

Aono Kengo sneered: "Why, do you doubt that we can't produce these weapons? Since you want to see it with your own eyes, then we will show you. At that time, we will produce 10 thermobaric bombs, five depleted uranium bombs and two neutron bombs.

But if you want to buy, you are not qualified yet, so we will just let you take a look. At the same time, we will sell you a batch of rifles, 2000 rifles in a batch, each rifle is 1000 US dollars, and we do not accept Japanese yen. After all, the currency of this country is depreciating too fast now.

Only if you buy these 2000 rifles, we will be able to have subsequent cooperation transactions, otherwise, no deal!"

Vermouth's eyes twitched.

This is treating them as suckers and forcing them to buy or sell.

The market price of an ordinary rifle is about $300, and the black market price is around $200.

Now the Akatsuki organization is obviously trying to force the sale, and the rifles sold to them cannot be good stuff.

A rifle costs 1000 US dollars, which is about 16 yen.

2000 rifles are worth 2 million US dollars, which is about 3 million yen when converted into Japanese yen.

But it seems that this money must be paid, because it is the admission ticket to see those weapons.

They were also not confident about the Akatsuki organization and had to make sure that they could really produce those weapons.

Vermouth agreed: "Okay, we agree to this condition, time and place."

Aono Kengo replied: "Meet at the usual place at 12 o'clock tonight. The guy next to you knows where it is. There is a rule in our Akatsuki organization that when we trade, the other party must have a contact person present before we can trade.

If the contact is not there, we will not trade with you, and we will treat you as enemies and annihilate you all.

The contact person is designated by us. Doesn't the kid with dreadlocks still have the gift I gave him around his neck? Let him be present tonight. If the cooperation goes smoothly and pleasantly and the cooperation is formally reached, he will be the contact person.

Remember, if you want to play any tricks, we in the Akatsuki organization will completely target you. I think there are many organizations that cooperate with us and are willing to help us eradicate your black organization."

After saying that, Kengo Aono hung up the phone.

Vermouth looked at the phone with a serious expression and asked Rum in the headset: "How is it, did you hear it?"

"Well, I'll have someone prepare the money. Since you're the one leading this operation, you can contact the other members."

Now Rum is also feeling unhappy.

If their organization cooperated with Akatsuki and Binga became the liaison between the two organizations, then he would not be able to make things difficult for Binga.

But the Akatsuki organization that sells super-standard weapons is much more important to the Black Organization than Binga, which is a pity.

...

Toru Amuro was driving.

In the back seat sat gin and vodka.

Vodka's left arm is now a metal robotic arm, the organization's latest technological product.

This is a neural prosthesis. After connecting to the nerves and muscles of Vodka's broken arm, this metal arm can be controlled as if it were a real arm. Moreover, this metal arm is also equipped with weapons. It can be said that although Vodka's arm is broken, his combat effectiveness has also been improved.

It's both a curse and a blessing for vodka.

And Toru Amuro has almost gained Gin's trust now, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed with Gin and Vodka like a light bulb after Vodka was able to move.

Gin's cell phone rang, and after he answered the call, Vermouth's voice was heard.

"We have an operation tonight. Vodka and Bourbon should stay with you. Come to the organization bar in Okuho-cho and meet us now!"