The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"So, if the bug is discovered by Gin and the others, then wouldn't it be..."

"Well, it will be considered that it was placed by Kogoro Mori." Morobushi Kagemitsu pointed in the direction of the Toriya Bridge.

"Look, the organization's people and the FBI's people left one after the other."

"I'm afraid this is also a bait they arranged. Kudo Shinichi has teamed up with the FBI."

His expression was very serious. As public security officials, witnessing another country's intelligence agencies acting recklessly in their own home turf was undoubtedly a huge provocation to them.

"It's really scary... Gin, Akai Shuichi, Kudo Shinichi." Jinpei Matsuda was quite emotional.

"The most terrifying one is our Mr. Idea, isn't it?" Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head, not ignoring an important point.

"He sold me the information and told us to try our luck at Toriya Bridge, but that happened an hour ago..."

……

"Is it true, as you said, that the detective planted the bug?"

In the call channel, Vermouth asked absentmindedly.

Although she already knew who actually planted the bug.

That cool guy is really brave.

"There is no other possibility."

Gin spoke lightly, and the sound of smoke exhaled could be heard between his words.

"Gill met with the detective this morning and drove directly to the gathering. There was no other opportunity."

"Are we going to kill him like this?" Vermouth couldn't help but feel a little nervous, even though her voice didn't change, it was still that cynical tone.

That detective is closely related to Angel and cool guy...

"Although I don't know why he did this, there is no doubt that it must be him."

Gin's attitude was very calm, but one could clearly feel the cold murderous intent within.

"The only outcome for those who set foot in this realm is hell."

Vodka, who was driving, also became curious: "Brother, was he the one who ambushed Kiel?"

"Shh... don't be so loud." Gin picked up the eavesdropping device, "I didn't destroy this little thing."

He smiled cruelly.

"I still have a lot of questions to ask him, such as..."

"How did he get involved with those rats in the FBI?"

At this time, far away on the Beika-cho Street, a burgundy Ford Mustang arrived earlier than everyone else.

Vermouth looked at Glenfiddich, who leaned back after stopping the car, as if he was going to take a rest.

"You came to Mihua in advance, what are you planning to do?"

"Do something?"

Glenfiddich raised his eyes lazily and checked the time on his phone. "Doing nothing."

"do nothing?"

"Well, nothing."

If Vermouth doesn't believe it, then why did you come all the way here?

Gryffindy glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, I won't help Gin clean up that detective."

"But don't think I can protect him."

As if he could see what Vermouth was struggling with, Glenfiddich waved his hand.

"Don't think too much. This has nothing to do with us. The one who wants to kill is Gin, and the one who wants to save him is Kudo Shinichi. We are just here to watch the show."

"Since you think highly of Kudo Shinichi, I believe that it's over now."

He smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly, so that the mole at the corner of his eye became the morning star of the Big Dipper.

"Don't think I don't know. You've already seen him as the 'silver bullet', haven't you?"

He easily saw through the biased side of Vermouth's heart.

Vermouth was silent.

"Then treat it as a test. If the 'silver bullet' that can penetrate the darkness and break through the night can't even break this dilemma, then it's just a joke."

However, Vermouth suddenly spoke.

"One thing at a time..."

She pointed at the lighted western-style house not far away with a strange look on her face and said, "The Mori Detective Agency is at 5-chome. Why are you stopping at 2-chome?"

Glenfiddich closed his eyes and played dead.

Vermouth's eyes were full of contempt.

Don't think I don't know, you just came to see Shirley.

You're so shameless to say so much nonsense to cover it up!

……

"Can you hear me, Maori Kogoro?"

On the rooftop of the building opposite the Mouri Detective Agency, Gin took the bug and removed the shielding that had been put in place earlier.

"Now, come to the window. I have removed the shielding on the bug. I believe you should have a general idea of ​​the situation now."

"Don't act rashly, a bullet could pierce your head at any time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the office were turned on. Kogoro Mouri walked to the desk near the window, sat on the chair, put his legs on the table, looking very relaxed.

This posture left him almost completely exposed to Chianti's gun, and every move he made was very obvious.

Gin looked at the earphones in his ears and grinned.

He even turned on the light on his own initiative. Was he trying to express his concession?

"Don't shoot without my order." He first put a layer of insurance on Chianti and Cohen, and then started communicating with Kogoro Mori.

"I'm glad. I'm afraid you're tired of seeing so many corpses in your detective career. Don't you want to become one of them?"

"I have something to ask you next. If you are willing to answer seriously, stand up now, walk to the window, face outside, and let me see your lip movements clearly."

In just a few seconds, Kogoro Maori did as he was told and came to the window.

"We didn't waste each other's time. You cooperated very well."

Gin smiled with satisfaction.

"Although I don't know how you got in touch with the FBI, I guess your cooperation is not very close, otherwise they wouldn't have used you as bait."

"Now I'm giving you a chance to live."

"Will you break your cooperation with them and act as our bait if they contact you again?"

"If so, take off your headphones now and pretend this conversation never happened. I'll have someone by your side shortly."

"If you refuse..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Kogoro Mouri take off his headphones without hesitation with a serious expression.

Gin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

This Kogoro Mori, somehow, seems to be to his liking.

At this point, the conversation was over. He crushed the bug in his hand and asked Chianti and Cohen to put away the guns aimed at Kogoro Mori.

The honest man Cohen put away his equipment in silence, but Chianti was full of anger. She aimed for a long time throughout the day, changing targets again and again, but she didn't fire a single shot.

Gin looked at the closed coffee shop on the first floor of Maori Detective Agency, thoughtfully.

Then he called Vodka and said, "Let someone buy that store, and let Bourbon take over in a few days."

"Okay big brother."

Having finished what he wanted to do, Gin concentrated all his attention, ready to deal with the FBI ambush at any time.

He had long guessed that Kogoro Mori was most likely a bait for the FBI, but he didn't care.

He was not afraid of making this trip, even if it was just to ask Kogoro Mori such an insignificant question.

He was simply confident that the FBI ambush was nothing to worry about.

He was not blind. Instead, he conducted the operation against the FBI in Shikoku a few months in advance and made a rough estimate of the FBI's strength in Japan.

As of now, the only FBI force that can threaten him is Shuichi Akai.

With advance preparation, even if Shuichi Akai himself ambushed here, he would be able to escape unscathed.

Thinking of this, Gin couldn't help but start to wonder what methods the FBI would use.

Whatever it is, just bring it on!

However, the next second, a premonition of crisis that made his scalp tingle exploded in his mind like a buzzing sound!

It's a sniper rifle!

Ultra long-range sniping!

He had guessed about it, after all, Shuichi Akai's sniping skills were world-class.

But judging from the crisis at this moment...

At this moment, there were at least three gun lines pointed at him!!!