Conan: Ke Xuebai Moonlight Sticker Manual

As a senior code-named member of the organization, after several years of planning, Bourbon developed several subordinates, all of whom were ordinary members without code names, who served as his eyes and ears to monitor the goings-on in the organization.

Now, one of his eyes and ears was reporting to him the latest situation tremblingly, "At the training ground of Base 3, a gun was fired!"

Bourbon stood up suddenly, "What's going on? Have you found out the reason?"

"I'm not sure about the details. I heard that there was a conflict during the mission!"

"Wait there, I'll go take a look."

Bourbon quickly put away the information, grabbed the car keys on the table and went out.

Naturally, there is no friendship in the organization. It is normal to have some friction between each other. Scotland and Rye usually do not have a good relationship.

But this is the first time that the dispute has reached the point of taking action.

It must have been that damn rye that pissed off Scotland!

Damn criminals, sooner or later you will go to jail!

Base No. 3 is a bar on the surface. When Bourbon arrived, he found that the place was rarely filled with members of the organization, and everyone was obviously not here to drink.

Just because the two senior code members Rye and Scotland were fighting each other inside, they didn't dare to get close to eat melon.

Belmode was also there, sitting and chatting with Chianti. His expression was very meaningful, and he was probably eating some melon too.

Bourbon loosened his collar. Although he wanted to hold his forehead, he still put on the expression that belonged to Bourbon the moment he entered the door.

"Hey, they're all here."

Bourbon's coat hung on his elbow, and his golden hair looked particularly sweet under the bright lights. He smiled wildly at this moment, casually found an empty seat to sit down, and ordered a glass of bourbon.

Then, he looked at an ordinary member beside him and said in a harsh tone, "How was the match between Rye and Scotland? Are you still angry?"

As we all know, Bourbon's number one rival is Scotland, and his number two rival is rye. It is normal for him to rush to watch the show and eat melon.

"Ah, Bourbon, your question is very bad."

Belmode smiled and shook the wine glass, and the transparent wine shone with a clear light. "It's not a day or two that rye and Scotland can't deal with each other. Aren't you used to it?"

Bourbon propped up his arms and sneered slightly when he heard this, "What can I get used to? Unless they can fight among themselves so that I have one less annoying guy."

Belmod raised his eyebrows, "Then your wish is destined to fail."

Although Rye and Scotland don't deal with each other, they usually have constant friction and will get in each other's way when doing tasks, but they are both sensible people and will not go too far. After all, the other party is a member of the code name, or a high-level member of the code name, so something will definitely happen. Will be held accountable by BOSS.

The BOSS is usually happy to see the results of the fights between his subordinates, which is conducive to his decentralization and checks and balances. For example, Gin and Rum once fought to the death. As long as it does not affect the BOSS's plan, the BOSS will basically turn a blind eye. Close one eye, rye and Scotland alike.

Bourbon's expression showed obvious interest, "I remember that Rye and Scotland had a partner mission today. Is there something wrong?"

Belmode shook his head, "I don't know. There was already a fight when we came here, and I didn't even have time to ask."

Bourbon chuckled, a strange dark light flowing in his purple-gray eyes.

About another hour passed before Rye and Scotland walked out one after another. Both of them had colors on their faces. When they passed Bourbon, Bourbon smelled the obvious smell of blood.

The injury was probably serious.

Bourbon showed an angry expression, "Yo? Are you all still alive? Are you really serious?"

Rye and Scotland looked at him at the same time, their expressions were identically gloomy.

It seems that Hiro is really in a bad mood today.

The smile on Bourbon's face became more obvious.

Scotland smiled and asked him warmly, "Do you want to have a Bourbon party too? Although it's very late today, I can accompany you."

Bourbon clicked his tongue and sneered, "No, I'd rather watch you and a rye dog bite a dog."

"boom--"

The bullet grazed his temple and hit the wine bottle behind Bourbon. With the crisp sound of glass breaking, Bourbon could even clearly feel the scorching heat of the bullet as it passed by on his cheek.

Bourbon: "..."

Hiro what are you doing? Hiro!

You really don’t worry about me!

Scotland took back his pistol and smiled kindly, "Bourbon, sometimes shutting up is a way to save your life, what do you think?"

The impatience on Rye's face was more obvious. He glanced at the people watching the show coldly and strode away without saying a word.

Scotland exchanged some words with Bourbon and then left. Bourbon drank a glass of bourbon and left with a sneer, looking like he was going to cause trouble for Scotland.

*

"In terms of probability, the probability that the three of them went undercover to the same organization and became partners again is very low."

Genji Morio said helplessly, "Of course, such a small probability event is not completely impossible, so..."

It can only mean that it is an absurd coincidence.

Heyue spread out on the sofa and let out a long sigh, "Genji, I have met them several times."

Genji Morio stroked the top of her hair, "I can't help it, Japan is so big."

Heyue: "..."

He knew how to comfort her.

Genji Morio said while peeling an orange for her, "One of them is the Metropolitan Police Department police, one is the National Police Department police, and the other is the FBI. It's okay to say that the local Japanese official, but the FBI and the Japanese public security belong to two official bodies after all. They represent The interests are different.”

"Before cooperation is reached, the identities of the undercover agents must not be revealed, otherwise their lives may be endangered."

"Of course, I believe that the three of them will not report each other, but the same cannot be said for the people above them. Heyue, you have to know that a credit is very attractive to some people."

"Although we have caught many undercover agents lurking in the Metropolitan Police Department and National Police Agency before, we are not sure if there are other undercover agents. Likewise, we are not sure if there are any undercover agents from the FBI."

"So, you have to be careful and cautious."

Heyue nodded, "I understand, so I didn't say anything."

Genji Morio reassured her in a gentle voice, "It's okay. They are all reliable and will definitely not mess around."

Heyue said weakly, "I just feel very social."

Genji Morio thought for a while and seriously put forward his suggestion, "When you kiss any of them in the future, you can choose to stay indoors."

Heyue: "..."

Bunny blushed again.

The next day, Tutu, who was sleeping in, finished the breakfast left for her by her guardian, washed the dishes and drove to Dongda University.

This car was a housewarming gift given to her by Genji Morio. He personally modified it for her. For this reason, she spent some time to get her driver's license and received personal teaching from Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda.

When she reached an intersection, a minivan suddenly rushed up from the diagonal and headed towards her at a very fast speed.

Heyue turned the steering wheel sharply, and the car swerved and hit the guardrail on the side.

At the same time, the passenger door was dented by the impact, making a harsh sound that stung her eardrums.

At the moment of the collision, Heyue saw the driver with his eyes closed in the driver's seat.

"hiss--"

She covered her bleeding arm and felt something slowly dripping from her forehead. She glanced at the scrapped passenger seat and door, and her breathing became rapid.

Fortunately, this car has been modified and has strong maneuverability, otherwise she would have suffered more than just bleeding from her arms and forehead today.

"Are the people inside okay?"

An unfamiliar voice came from outside the door, "Hold on, I'll rescue you right away!"

Heyue lowered her eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly.

She raised her foot and kicked open the somewhat damaged car door, and Shi Shiran stepped out of the car under the man's dazed gaze.

"I am fine."

She smiled softly, "But thank you anyway, Masan-kun."