The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"Okay, stop arguing."

Gin stopped the dispute that was about to break out and looked at Rena Mizunashi who had just arrived riding a heavy motorcycle. There was a hint of fierceness hidden in his eagle-like sharp eyes.

"Since the initial plan didn't go well, we had to adopt an alternative course of action."

He turned to Vermouth and asked, "You will disguise Gil. She will find a way to stop DJ's car on Wayne B. When DJ gets out of the car to check the situation, Chianti and the others can take action."

"Just show me your skills. I don't want to hear no again."

Vermouth narrowed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she smiled charmingly.

"It looks like there's no room for refusal."

Gin sneered and turned to look at Glenfiddich, who was still counting his lollipops in the driver's seat.

"When necessary, use your bombs to create opportunities."

"Whatever, but this place, Wayne B, has a special structure. I can't guarantee your safety."

Glenfiddich picked out a blueberry-flavored lollipop and tore open the wrapper.

Gin ignored him and looked at Gil deeply again.

Kiel seemed unaware and said with a smile: "Then I will just have to do my best to complete the task and avoid that kind of situation."

"But will that vigilant guy really get out of the car?"

Chianti, holding a bag of gun parts, was not optimistic about the remedial action.

Bourbon smiled mysteriously, took out his black mobile phone and opened a page.

"Although DJ is indeed a hypocrite who only knows how to pretend, what if a woman on a motorcycle bumps into him and falls to the ground... and what if this is the face under the helmet?"

On the screen, it turned out to be the political opponent who was directly competing with Yasuki Domon, the vice-chairman of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Kiriko Busujima!

Chianti suddenly realized what was going on. No wonder the Thousand-Faced Witch had to be dispatched.

When a competitor with whom he was fighting fiercely had a car accident in front of him, no matter how cautious DJ was, he would definitely get out of the car to check the situation!

"Humph, that's really the style of intelligence officers... I hope you can really create such conditions. I'm itching to try it."

"Okay, let's do the same as before. Chianti and Cohen will go to the target location in advance to ambush, Bourbon will assist, and Vermouth will take Gil to the car behind to camouflage him."

Gin assigned the tasks, glanced at Glenfiddich who was doing nothing, and then looked away naturally.

This guy doesn't care, just leave the bomb behind.

Glenfiddich always felt that Gin was thinking something very rude.

Bourbon and Chianti Cohen left first.

Not long after, Kil, who had changed his clothes, also got out of the car.

Vermouth looked at Kir, whose face had changed, and clapped her hands in satisfaction.

Very good, it seems that my skills are not rusty at all.

"Then I'll go get ready too."

With the sinister look of Busujima Kiriko, Kiel got on the motorcycle and sped away with the roar of the engine.

As soon as she left, Gin opened the door of the car where they had just changed clothes and took out some of Kiel's changed clothes.

"Hey, don't be so hungry. I haven't gone far yet. If you really need it, I don't mind giving you a few of my own things to satisfy your craving..."

Vermouth looked at Gin with a smile, and licked her fiery red lips provocatively at his gloomy look.

Gin ignored her, shook out the clothes, and felt them inside and out.

Vermouth felt bored and went over to take a look out of curiosity.

Glenfiddich and Gin had similar thoughts and guessed something: "Even if there is, it is probably not in the clothes."

"Look for the shoes she took off."

He proposed this.

Gin stopped, glanced at Vodka who was standing there in a daze, and lit a cigarette irritably.

"Vodka, come find it."

"what?"

Vodka didn't quite understand, but looking at the look in his eldest brother's eyes, he knew that he was asking him to check Gil's clothes.

Or to put it more directly, let him turn over the shoes that Kiel took off.

Well, he has to do all the dirty work.

Fortunately, Kiel was a little beauty and she didn't have any unhygienic habits, so Vodka didn't feel any psychological burden. He grabbed the exquisite leather high heels and examined them carefully.

After a while, a small thing was held between his fingers.

"Big brother..."

Vodka was stunned. He didn't expect that he had really discovered the trick. He quickly looked at Gin.

Gin pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a bloody grin.

"interesting."

It was worth his cautiousness, as he finally discovered the rat's tail.

"Notify Chianti and Cohen that the sniper mission is canceled. Instead, monitor all of Kiel's actions. But don't let them shoot."

"Don't contact Bourbon for now. I always feel like there's something odd about him, so it's a good opportunity to try out his ingredients."

Vermouth thought of what Gryffindy said not long ago and looked over. "Is Keel really a rat? I remember she was famous for her loyalty in the organization. Even the CIA's truth serum couldn't pry her mouth open."

Gin shook his head. He was not doubting this.

How could an undercover agent be so careless as to leave clothes with a bug hidden in them here? Moreover, the bug was stuck on the sole of his high heels. The eavesdropping effect was not good, but it was highly concealed. It seemed more like someone found an opportunity to put it on Kiel.

"Whether it is a rat or not is another matter...but it is true that someone is targeting us."

Gin turned around and got in the car, "Let's check who Kiel has been in contact with recently. This operation is canceled."

He put aside the bug, which he had wrapped in clothes and could not receive sound normally, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"Since someone wants to be a hunter hiding in the dark, let me see what they are made of..."

The assassination attempt on Yasuteru Domon was completely canceled.

What comes instead is...the bait plan!

Gin's face was cold, and his silver hair looked a bit more ferocious in the smoke.

Haha, let me see which prey is so brave.

How dare you put your mind on the hunter!

......

"From the beginning, the sound was not very clear."

Conan's face was serious, and he gradually felt that the situation was getting out of control.

Now that Rena Mizunashi has taken off the shoes with the bug, it will be even more difficult for him to retrieve the bug, almost impossible.

However, the intelligence obtained is undoubtedly very important. The organization has not given up on assassinating Yasuhiro Domon. They have already organized the next operation, in a place code-named "Wayne B"!

They wanted to let Kil, disguised as another person, intercept Yasuteru Domon, lure him out of the car, and kill him!