Conan: On the possibility that Whiskey is an undercover agent

The wind on the rooftop is a bit strong.

Ye Shimu Iori's face was disheveled in the wind. He hid behind a strong light in an attempt to avoid being blown by the cold wind.

It was quite lively at this time. Bourbon followed Shino Koyama all the way out of the hotel downstairs, and there was a sniper lying on the window sill of the fourth floor from the bottom opposite. What was more coincidental was that the silver color on his rooftop made it look a little dazzling.

The action team has always been efficiency-oriented. They knew that Gin simply did two tasks at the same time for the sake of convenience, but they did not expect such a simple and crude method. Ye Mu Yizhi had never seen so many code members appear at the mission location together.

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"It really wasn't me, Master Gin! It really wasn't me. It was Black Currant who did it. He secretly leaked the organization's drugs..."

The man was crying bitterly, one arm was twisted in an abnormal posture, and his clothes were soaked into a dark brown.

"You'd better explain it clearly at once."

"I, I don't know... I really don't know, please let me go!"

He knew who it was without any hesitation by looking at the undisguised gaze. Gin took a step back and blocked the person on the inside.

"Handed."

The chase began. Xiaoshan Zhino was a man who valued his life very much, and it would take a lot of effort to silence him.

The opposing sniper made two obvious mistakes, but at such a long distance, and Ye Mu Yi Zhi not knowing much about firearms, he was probably still pretty strong.

The white Mazda overtook the Chevrolet on a curve and stopped it. Both cars were in a terrible condition.

Bourbon quickly loaded the gun, and the assistant was a sniper, and the cooperation was quite good, which reminded him of Scotland. But Scotland told him two days ago that he would take an examination on this day, and if he passed, he could go to the research group as an assistant.

However, the current situation did not allow him to think about anything else. He opened the car door and quickly aimed and shot a bodyguard dead.

Then he heard the voice coming from the headset, which was the bug he had placed on Tokaj.

"What? You're not dead?"

This guy is definitely watching a show somewhere.

In a moment of anger, Bourbon also retorted to the bug that the other party had placed: "That's really embarrassing."

bump--

The sound of bullets entering the human body was heard behind him, and Bourbon took advantage of the situation to hide behind a building.

"Eh—what? I can't hear—oh—"

Yeshiro Iori took off his headset, threw the bug on the ground and crushed it. The guys in the intelligence team are so annoying, always trying to test people. They always pry into people's privacy. This kind of evil trend should be cracked down on as soon as possible.

A bodyguard who was about to launch a sneak attack on Bourbon was shot in the head by a sniper. They are worthy of being in the action team, united and friendly. Gin really knows how to pick his people.

The chase was coming to an end, and Iori Yemuro packed up and went home.

Da da da--

Rhythmic footsteps came from the corridor, approaching from far away, and the iron door of the rooftop was pushed open.

The man who walked out of the shadows had long silver hair. The cold wind brought the smell of smoke into his nostrils, and Ye Shiyi smelled a very faint smell of gunpowder.

"Have you thought about it?"

"of course."

Ye Shimu Iori tilted his head slightly and confirmed that there was indeed no one following the other person. It seemed that someone came up to find him. He wisely did not ask more questions about the unknown member who was on the opposite rooftop.

The cigarette butt was thrown downstairs early. Gin twisted the brim of his hat and asked who Iori had chosen.

"Of course it's Scotland! A sniper who is both loving and capable is the best candidate, what do you think?"

"I'll have him report to you tomorrow. You should return to your job. The professor asked you to stay in the research group. It would be best if Shirley could produce results within a year."

He paused at this point, and I couldn't tell whether he was annoyed or just felt it was too much trouble, but I could tell he didn't seem very happy.

"There was a problem with the batch of medicines you were responsible for before. Now that you are back, you should solve it yourself."

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Late at night,

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the roadside. The wind brought in a few raindrops. The blond man in the black car slowly raised the window.

"Is this the mission you mentioned before?"

Amuro Toru raised his eyebrows, looking a little annoyed. If it was a test or a selection, why would Gin choose to reveal the information to Scotland and not tell him anything at all?

This is not fair at all. Is it just targeting him? Or did he make a mistake and arouse suspicion?

Scotland couldn't figure out what Gin was thinking for a moment, but as far as he was concerned, Gin was a boss who was easy to understand.

"Yes... I didn't think it would be you, but the decision-making power is not in our hands, so it's hard to say now."

After a long silence, Toru Amuro said, "That guy... you'd better be careful."

Thinking of the man who was watching the show somewhere, Amuro Toru was a little worried. Based on the performance just now, he thought Scotland had a greater chance of being selected. But Tokay was definitely not a pushover. It was not because he was not confident in his friend's ability, but simply because they were worried about facing such a person in the future.

The amount of intelligence information that person had about the top brass of the organization clearly surpassed theirs, which made it more difficult to obtain intelligence from him in the future.

The rain was much heavier than before, and the wind carrying the rain at night made the air damp, cold and sticky.

As expected, there was Gin's favorite car downstairs. Iori Yemuro opened the door without hesitation and occupied the entire back seat. He didn't want to go to Bourbon's safe house at all today. He hoped that his new partner would come to pick him up soon.

"You are quite self-aware."

Ye Shimu Iori rummaged through the back seat and actually found a few chocolates. He looked at the date suspiciously and said, "It's not expired. I didn't expect you like chocolate too."

“I just bought that.”

Vodka said, how could Gin like chocolate? If he didn't know that this guy would definitely stay in the car today, who would buy food like this for little girls?

"It's just so-so. I suggest you buy Cadbury, which is tastier."

Iori Yemuro said nonchalantly, and even had time to comment. He looked at Gin in the rearview mirror, and the other person seemed to have no expression.

Judging from the sound, the person who was blocked by Gin's body should be a sniper. If Vodka went to buy chocolate at that time, it would take five minutes to drive back to the hotel from the store.

Who is the sniper that Gin deliberately concealed?

"Well, I've already met Shirley. Oh my God! Sir, are you trying to undermine me?"

"Since there is a sense of urgency, come up with the finished product yourself. The organization does not need useless people."

"I think the medicine I developed is quite useful, what do you think?"

Iori Yemuro ate several of them in a row without seeming to feel sick of them at all, which was contrary to the sweetness of the chocolate. He changed the subject.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's blackcurrant, right? You really have a short memory."

"It looks like you were ready when you came back."

"No, no, no, I just simply hate those short-sighted guys who mess around. My research and development results are not to be used as drugs," Ye Shiyi waved his hand.

"By the way, Gin, why are you so inefficient? I thought you could finish it before I came back."

Gin lit a cigarette but was in no hurry to smoke it. "From now on, you will take over the task of recovering the drugs."

"Yes, yes, where should I sleep tonight?"

"Go back to sleep."

"Bourbon kicked me out and now I'm homeless."

Even Vodka knew that this guy was talking nonsense again. Gin didn't tolerate him. Anyway, he was already over 18 years old and was no longer under his control.

"Alas, with Shirley I become grass, right?"

"roll."