Conan: I am definitely not a kid

Mori Yura cut off the organization's communications, abandoned the task, and drove back in his Porsche.

She dialed another number.

"Mr. Madeira!" Jiro Watanabe's voice became nervous again, "I heard that over there in the laboratory..."

Mori Yura interrupted him: "No. xx, xx town, I just bombed this place."

"I don't know how many people were in the house, but when the explosion occurred, there was a man and a woman in the living room on the first floor. You can find a way to get the DNA of the male body and go back and compare it with Kiel's DNA."

Watanabe Jiro paused, and habitually began to record Mori Yura's orders.

"This is an FBI safe house. Be careful when operating and remember not to alert anyone. Everyone in the FBI and the organization can turn to Gin for help when necessary."

Watanabe Jiro immediately understood that Mori Yura was talking about Kiel who needed to do DNA comparison, and Rum's group behind Kiel.

He asked perceptively: "What's wrong with Kiel?"

Mori Yura: "That man looks so much like Gil that I suspect they are related."

The significance of someone related to Kiel being in an FBI safe house is self-evident. No wonder Mori Yura said that he could ask Gin for help. This was Gin's favorite trick of catching mice.

Although he had left Mori Yura and started to manage his own laboratory, Watanabe Jiro still had no doubts about Mori Yura's orders and carefully wrote down: "Understood."

Mori Yura sighed: "You already know about the laboratory. Rina was taken away by the traitor. I'm afraid you will also be involved in this review... I'm sorry."

"I promised to take you on a code-named mission before, but I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill it. I hope that catching the rat like Kiel can make some amends for you."

"Mr. Madeira, there is no need to apologize." Watanabe Jiro still sounded worried. He thought of the ambiguous relationship between Mori Yura and Morofushi Kagemitsu, "over there at the organization's inquiry..."

"To be honest, don't drag you into it. This is not something you can resist." Moriyuro warned, "Instead of doing this useless struggle, it is better to catch one of Rum's rats."

Watanabe Jiro hesitated: "Why don't you tell Lord Gin directly..."

Rather than letting him as a researcher do it, Gin, as a professional candidate to eliminate traitors, was obviously more confident to take action.

Mori Yura: "As I said before, this is compensation for not being able to take you on the codename mission."

"Don't worry, nothing serious will happen to me." Mori Yuro comforted, "On your side, try to use this matter to get a code name, so as not to let Rum take advantage of me being imprisoned and use your name to open a new laboratory without a code name. Attack."

Watanabe Jiro first established the laboratory and then carried out the code-named mission. This was an argument used by Rum to attack Mori Yura. Now that Mori Yura has lost power, the one who is in the most serious situation among her subordinates is the one whom Mori Yura was killed by. Jiro Watanabe, who has been promoted to the position of laboratory director.

Mori Yura said: "You are mine, don't be killed by Rum so easily."

Watanabe Jiro took a deep breath and restrained his nervous trembling: "I won't."

Mori Yura hung up the phone, braked and stopped outside the laboratory, stepped out of the car neatly, and looked at the laboratory in front of him with the alarm bells buzzing and the personnel in chaos.

"Click——"

A Beretta was pressed against the back of Mori Yura's head.

"Gin." Mori Yuro knew who it was without turning around, "Does the organization not need me to control the situation first?"

Gin's voice was cold and steady: "Someone else will take over your laboratory."

"Now, you must come with me."

-

Mori Yuro was once again put into the interrogation room.

Although Gin was the one who brought Mori Yura in, considering that there was some unclear relationship between Gin and Mori Yura, he was not the one responsible for the interrogation.

Mori Yuro sat in the interrogation room without a drop of water for a long time. It was so long that he couldn't tell when he would be locked in, and then he finally heard the sound of the door opening.

Is it an interrogation strategy, or does it take time to bring someone in specifically?

Mori Yura looked up at the door.

Judging from his posture, he might be a big shot.

The man who pushed the door in had dark brown hair with slightly long tail, and a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked like a completely elegant scum.

Mori Yura prefers to call it a dressed-up beast.

The dressed beast said hello: "Long time no see, Madeira."

"...It's you." Moriyuro paused for two seconds and called out the other person's code name, "Negroni."

Negroni was wearing a full three-piece suit, with the jacket hanging on his arms, and his suit pants were stained with blood splatters from unknown places.

He entered the interrogation room just like an ordinary person would enter an office. He first put on his coat in the corner, then unbuttoned his suit gracefully, and finally pulled out a chair and sat across from Mori Yuro.

Negroni stretched his legs: "The environment this time is much better than last time."

He smiled at Mori Yura: "I'm glad that you are still wearing clothes this time."

Mori Yura's expression remained firm and motionless.

Negroni was not dissatisfied with Moriyuro's indifference: "Although I have always been very sure that you and I will meet again in the interrogation room, but at this time, I still feel uncontrollably excited."

Negroni asked: "Madeira, don't you have anything to say when you see me?"

Mori Yuro glanced at Negroni's trouser legs: "I remember that you don't like to do things yourself. From what task did the organization call you here?"

Negroni looked nostalgic: "It's your style to answer questions with questions."

"..." Mori Yura said, "I'm not interested in chatting with you. If you ask about serious matters, I will naturally answer you."

Although he was facing Negroni, a pervert, Moriyuro was not prepared to face the organization's interrogation head-on, and had long been prepared to deal with it.

Although she doubted how useful this preparation would be when facing Negroni.

Negroni looked at Moriyuro's expressionless face, seemingly unaware of her secret wariness, and nodded as if he suddenly understood: "Oh, yes, you don't like this kind of place, of course you want to get out early. "

“So,” Negroni asked with a smile, “is it you this time?”

Mori Yuro's eyebrows jumped: "No one attacked the laboratory this time. Scotland suddenly defected."

"I know. Scotland is your experimental subject. You have been together for many years, and you have some subtle emotions that go beyond the relationship between ordinary researchers and experimental subjects." Negroni said the results he learned from other researchers in a natural tone, speaking fiercely. After a turn, he continued to target Mori Yura: "So, are you the one who instigated his defection?"

"No." Moriyuro emphasized, "He is an undercover agent of the Metropolitan Police Department."

Negroni smiled and asked, "So, have you joined forces with the Metropolitan Police?"