Conan and I start the hell-level main line

After Fu Huashi finished explaining his affairs, Gin suddenly seemed to be indifferent. This kind of thing always seemed like he was just trying to find trouble for him without letting him have any free time.

Fu Huashi would not be stupid enough to ask directly, although he really wanted to get to know Etelin up close, as could be seen from the fact that the assassination attempt by Ballantine in the hotel was countered by Etelin.

Yitelin has wisdom and adaptability that Fuhuashi + Conan can't match, and he is worthy of being the real boss of the red team.

Gin glanced at the time, his aura becoming gloomy and cold. "We haven't surrounded them yet. We still have some time. Explain to me why you are so self-righteous and want to take over Macallan's business."

……

Before the start of the M10 ultimate magic modified version "Detectives' Requiem", Macallan came to Japan and went to the intelligence team base to say hello to his old friend.

"I'm here to hand over the rights to transfer those people." McCarron said straight to the point. (The pit at the end of Chapter 419 is recovered ~)

"This is a bit difficult. Gin and I have discussed it. I will formulate the overall strategy and monitor the small actions of all members of the organization, while Gin will be in charge of the specific content and actions of the plan."

"If you want to save a few people, and you come to me instead of telling Gin in advance, he might be angry, haha." There was some playfulness in Rum's words. He was very contemptuous of people in the camp other than him, even Gin was no exception. He only cared about his own interests.

In the final analysis, Rum's status is higher than Gin's. He is the so-called second in command appointed by the boss. In fact, everyone who has read Chapter 267 knows that he is just a relative who inherited the previous generation of Rum. . .

Therefore, neither the Gin in the original novel nor the unlucky Gin No. 2 in the fan fiction would treat him well. . .

Macallan waved his hand. "Gin, huh, is just a disguised version of Miyagikyo. If Miyagikyo had not been killed by the scorpion eight years ago, would Gin have been able to take the top spot? Humph, don't worry about him."

"In addition to killing Yi Telin, I have another plan for coming here, which is to kill the eagle. I know he must have gone to the fantasy park, but his whereabouts are too secretive, and I can't find him at all, so I need to find a few people to help me."

Rum was a little surprised, "You still want to deal with the eagle?"

But on second thought, this silver bullet is no less threatening than Yi Telin. Since they have all come to the fantasy park together, it would be a pity not to send them to the west.

"If I'm not mistaken, when the plan starts in the afternoon, BND will not stand idly by. That's when it's time for me to take action."

"See which one of the two can survive"

Rum crossed his arms, turned his back on the chair, and said coldly: "It's better that no one survives. Humph, when I think about how they have fought against the organization over the years and eliminated so many of our members, I get angry. They are even more disgusting than that undercover agent Akai Shuichi!"

McCarron: "Well, you'd better pray that I can succeed, so the people you assign to me should be capable and not just give me a half-hearted answer."

"I always hear from others that the basic structure of the Japanese district is Gin plus undercovers and trash... How do you manage it?"

(Oh my god, I broke the dimensional wall several times in just one chapter..)

Rum was speechless. His words made the situation so awkward that one could almost hear the crows crowing foolishly.

Rum held his forehead speechlessly, not wanting to think about these things anymore, "Tell me, which people do you want..."

"One who can hide his identity or is a very stealthy agent, one from the intelligence team, and one who can snipe."

……

In the underground parking lot, Rum explained the general layout for the afternoon, and before the meeting was over, McCarron spoke.

"Ballantine's, Bourbon, Cohen, you will listen to my instructions from now on."

Hearing this, everyone was confused and didn't understand what he meant, especially Gin, whose face turned dark. He was already in a bad mood when he saw Macallan, and now this guy came up and poached his people.

"McAllen, what do you mean? The plan has been set, and they have their own arrangements. If they change it arbitrarily, there will be problems."

McAllen seemed not to have heard it. He glanced coldly at everyone present and saw that no one reacted. It seemed that they were all shocked by Gin's power. He smiled coldly.

Rum's voice came from the headset, "People who were just called, you have a special mission. Follow McAllen's instructions for this afternoon's operation."

Bourbon and Cohen glanced at each other in a tacit understanding. Bourbon took a step forward consciously, and Cohen also got out of the car.

"Wait, why are there only two people? Where's Ballantine's?" McAllen asked coldly. Rum had arranged the people for him and he had naturally looked at the list. However, the woman who liked to wear a black sweatshirt all day and didn't want to change it and whose expression looked like she came out of a horror movie was not here.

If she dares to skip even this, she will be dead soon.

Hennessy, who had started to sit on the hood of Gin's Porsche again, explained, "Ballantine was seriously injured in the failed assassination attempt over an hour ago. I have sent someone to take her back to the base."

"Injured?" McAllen was a little annoyed. He felt more and more that the people in the Japanese section were a bunch of trash. They could get seriously injured even after taking the initiative to assassinate someone. Humph.

Hennessy obviously saw what Macallan meant, and continued, "But I have other excellent candidates to replace her, so your plan won't go wrong."

"That's him." Hennessy casually raised his thumb and pointed at the unlucky No. 1 who was often bullied behind the windshield behind him.

"Brother, Hennessy seems to be referring to you." Vodka said naively.

Gin's mouth twitched, and he took out a gun from his arms and pointed it at the idiot, "Shut up."

When Fu Huashi saw this, she didn't know why, but she felt like she was used to it. She smiled dryly with her eyes straight and speechless.

Vermouth whispered to Fu Huashi: "Your team leader is trying to trick you again. He is so unreliable..."

Fu Huashi didn't want to say anything more, "He is just like this..."

I don't want to waste time talking nonsense, just accept your fate.

Vermouth was somewhat helpless, muttering to herself, "Yes, he has become like this since he went to China ten years ago. Thinking back to eighteen years ago, he was exactly like you..."

"Sister Bei, what were you saying just now?" Fu Huashi seemed to have heard something and asked in confusion.

"Nothing, don't worry about it."