Conan and I start the hell-level main line

In the underground parking lot, McAllen picked up the sniper rifle bag, pushed open the car door, and walked down. Only then did the people present get a clear look at the man's face.

MacAllen wore sunglasses and had a brown beard. When he took off his glasses, he revealed a face that seemed to have seen through life and death, and like Gin, he was indifferent to all living things. There was a cold light in his eyes, and his expression was intimidating without anger.

Fu Huashi looked at him deeply. He was indeed an ace sniper. His strength was definitely not comparable to that of the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chu combination.

I don't know which one is better than Akai Shuichi, but unfortunately, the FBI has to supervise Rena Mizunashi, so they don't have the time or manpower to participate in the completely modified M10 in Fantasy Paradise this time.

(They escaped a disaster.)

"Wow, Mr. Macallan, we can actually meet in Japan." Chianti, this crazy woman, went from being crazy about sniping to being crazy about fangirls. This Sichuan opera-like face-changing performance surprised Cohen and Cointreau.

The first thing that McLaren paid attention to was the black murderous killer on the Porsche 356A. McLaren was even more interested in this and smiled coldly.

"Gin, how are you~"

Gin's dark green eyes under the brim of his hat turned to Macallan, and after a while he managed to utter, "Hmph, how are you?"

"Wow, is there a story between Macallan and gin?" Fu Huashi, an unscrupulous bystander, immediately noticed the connection.

Fu Huashi then asked Vermouth beside her. Even in the original plot, Vermouth was at least related to the boss. It should not be a problem for her to know some secrets, or to understand members from other districts of the organization.

"Sister Bay, do you know anything about this Macallan?"

"I understand it fairly well," Vermouth thought for a moment and said, "Macallan can be said to be the most powerful sniper in the organization. His skills are slightly better than Gin's. He can be called the ace because he has killed many high-ranking figures from various countries for the organization. He is a senior member like Gin."

Fu Hua Shi (ー▽ー;): I don’t know how many times I’ve complained about this, but I feel like Gin is so mediocre in this drama.

Vermouth said to Fu Huashi in a low voice with an amused expression: "PS, let me tell you a little secret. Macallan and Gin seem to have some gossip and secrets. It is said that he is the same age and class as Gin~"

Fu Hua Shi (???): Eh?! . . I was like, wow, why did the bloody story of Akai Shuichi and Amuro Toru suddenly appear in my mind. . .

"Miss Bei, is there anything else?"

Vermouth: "You can find out too much by yourself, but I know that Macallan is mainly active in Europe and the United States. When I was in the United States, I often saw Rui Boye taking the initiative to find Macallan to do missions together. I think it was the undercover who wanted to investigate him."

Hearing this, Fu Huashi's eyes darkened. Rui Boye, also Saint Martin, was the murderer of Bloody Mary. Although casualties were inevitable in the confrontation between the red and black, the winner would be the king and the loser would be the bandit.

But Fu Huashi, a person of temperament, will never forget this, and will kill Saint Martin sooner or later!

Macallan said into the headset: "Rum, call me over from the United States. It seems that Yitlin is so difficult to kill that even the Japanese region can't do anything about it, hehe."

Rum: "Humph, that's why I called you here, Yitlin. I don't believe your halo can shine on you for long."

"Now, let's discuss the assassination of Yitelin this afternoon. By the way, let's kill those MSS who are in the way!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became serious, even the cynical Hennessy stood up from the hood. They all understood that today's gathering meant that things would get serious this afternoon.

Don’t let those guys underestimate the organization. The terror of the organization will turn into a nightmare and be deeply engraved in their hearts!

……

At this time in the hotel, Conan instantly understood the seriousness of the matter after hearing Black Russia arrive at the underground parking lot.

He ran back at full speed, anxious and uneasy.

In the room, Dr. Agasa was still checking Conan's props, and he was appreciating his research and development talent more and more. Why is it that a scientist as talented as me always has bugs when it comes to rockets and the like?

(Natsume-sing witnessed the rocket device (junk metal) that made the laboratory a mess many times, and complained to Dr. Agasa many times before giving up. Instead of developing rockets, you should develop missiles.)

Dr. Agasa saw Conan running back in a hurry and said with a smile: "Oh, Shinichi, did you get your skateboard back?"

Conan didn't have time to catch his breath, and hurriedly told the story, "Dr. Agasa, something terrible has happened..."

. . . "What?! Again! Hey, why did I say again..."

Dr. Agasa was also anxious. This was simply a replica of the Black Impact chapter. However, the good thing this time was that because of the lesson learned from the last time, Dr. Ali upgraded the function of the eavesdropping device, which greatly reduced the interference in communications caused by the presence of the eavesdropping device.

Simply put, it is a noise elimination process. The eavesdropping device will not affect radio communications, and the probability of being discovered is reduced, but it does not mean that it cannot be discovered. There are so many smart people on the other side, and a little vigilance and suspicion will still expose it.

Dr. Agasa: "Shinichi, we have to find a way to get the bug back."

Conan: "I know. They seem to be gathering now. More and more members of the organization have arrived. It seems that they are planning something big. Doctor, there is no time to lose. We have to find a way to stop them!"

Conan: "Okay, let's go now. It's best not to be discovered by Ai."

As a result, as soon as she opened the door, she encountered the plot mission destined in the main line. Just as Ai was about to knock on the door, the door was opened. Looking at the anxious looks of Professor Agasa and Conan, she was confused.

It's only been less than two hours, what happened? . .

Conan was speechless, "Ah, is it really impossible to get rid of it..."

Dr. Agasa was much more normal, "Ai, why are you here?"

"I have something to ask Natsume-san," Ai poked her head into the room, but there was no reliable and familiar figure. "Is Natsume-san not here?"

Dr. Agasa: "He went out for something."

Ai looked at Conan with a straight face, "Okay, then, what's with your expressions like you're being chased and the sky is falling? Don't try to fool me, Kudo."

Conan (ー▽ー;): ... As expected, I can’t escape...

The three of them went downstairs together and headed to the Beetle that Dr. Agasa had parked in the parking lot above ground, at least to the current base of the Red Team.

I also want to observe them closely to see if I can find an opportunity, but I have to be careful about the degree.

After hearing Conan's story, Xiao Ai met Fu Huashi by chance. She didn't want to waste the opportunity, so she followed the bug placed by Black Russia, and the bug accidentally stuck to Black Russia's body, so she happened to eavesdrop on the memories of the organization's gathering.

Xiao Ai didn't know what to say. Should she say it was lucky or unlucky? She always felt that Conan was cursed. In just one month, similar situations happened twice in a row, and they were both major events.

What can they do? They can only face it together with Conan. They have no way to retreat and cannot escape.

At this moment, Conan, who had a keen sense of hearing, noticed that a car seemed to be approaching. Just in case, he immediately asked Professor Agasa, Ai and himself to hide behind a car and looked towards the entrance of the parking lot.

A small black car passed by them and drove into the underground parking lot. Looking at the color, one could tell that it must be someone from the organization.

Conan: "Let's go quickly and try to stay away from the entrance and exit of the underground parking lot."

The three of them got into the car, and Conan kept listening to the voice in the headphones. Naturally, he heard what Rum introduced about the person who had just arrived.

Conan murmured, "McAllen."

"What?" When Xiao Ai heard the name, her radar reaction immediately started to take effect. Her face darkened and became solemn.

Dr. Agasa noticed Xiao Ai's reaction and asked, "Xiao Ai, do you know this code name?"

Conan also looked at Ai, and was equally curious about the members of the organization.

"Well, I heard of this code name when I was studying in the United States. Now I have heard that he is the organization's top ace sniper." Xiao Ai nodded. At least the feeling she had was not as strong as that of Gin.

Conan: "Sniper...it seems the assassination is far from over."

Xiao Ai took a deep breath and said, "Kudo, did you hear how many people came?"

Conan was stunned, then smiled. As expected, Ai was no longer just afraid and scared. He coughed dryly to ease the atmosphere. After all, even he himself felt uneasy when he said this.

"Gin, vodka, Forsyth, Vermouth, Hennessy, Cointreau, Black Russian, Baileys, Jagermeister, Snow Country, Sidecar, Chianti, Cohn, Bourbon, Rum, Macallan."

"So many people?!" Dr. Agasa and Ai couldn't believe it. Was this a full-scale attack?

The black player is in position, and now it is the red player's turn.