Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

Kurokawa Keizawa couldn't help but tap Rin on the head as he watched him shaking his head while eating breakfast.

"Why do you get distracted while eating?"

Rin also shook his head in an attempt to shake the sleepiness out of his head.

"It's just that I had a nightmare last night."

He actually dreamed that his brother Kurokawa seemed to be going to die.

What a strange dream.

Is it because of the news you watched last night?

These reporters are really causing a lot of harm to people!

"is it?"

Kurokawa Keizawa drank a cup of coffee and prepared to go out with his phone in hand: "Let Igarashi take you to school today too. I have a lot of work to do, so I'll leave first, Rinya."

Lin also raised his hand and waved: "Brother, take care."

It’s called work, but in fact it’s just organizing meetings.

Because that guy Vermouth is back.

……

-Airport-

"Ah, I've already gotten off the plane, where is your car?"

The superstar Vermouth, who was covered tightly, walked out of the airport. She held the phone and asked Gin who was on the other side of the phone.

"This way." Gin said only two words indifferently, then honked the whistle to signal Vermouth not far away.

"I saw it." After replying, Vermouth hung up the phone, walked to the black Porsche 356A, opened the back door and got in.

Vodka, who also served as the driver, looked back at Vermouth's outfit and said jokingly, "You are really low-key, Vermouth."

"After all, I am still a star now, Vodka. I have to be careful about everything."

After getting in the car, Vermouth couldn't help but take out a cigarette and smoke: "By the way, Cointreau hasn't arrived yet?"

Vodka nodded: "He said he was going to the meeting point first."

“How cold.” Vermouth pouted: “You didn’t even come to pick me up.”

"What's next? What are you prepared to do?" Vermouth skipped this topic and turned to talk about the subsequent tasks.

"We have to stop the recent mission because Shirley has defected..." Gin, the heavy smoker, couldn't help but take out a cigarette when he saw Vermouth smoking.

"You mean Shirley?" Vermouth frowned: "Didn't you find her?"

Vodka nodded: "Yes, the boss and Cointreau were there at the time, but Shirley disappeared into the basement out of thin air."

"Is that so? Then this matter is your primary goal..." Vermouth gloated.

Gin being busy will also be of great benefit to his activities in Japan.

"What are your plans after that?"

"Let's talk about the future when it's executed quickly."

Gin didn't want to say it now to disrupt his future plans. Although he had checked that there were no bugs in the car, he was not sure that there were none on Vermouth.

As the most beloved Vermouth, he was always on high alert.

Although Vermouth was in darkness, she always longed for light in her heart, especially last year, it was as if she suddenly found a ray of light.

This made him always worry that this guy Vermouth would rebel, but no one would believe it if he told others about it.

As one of the organization's direct cadres, Vermouth's credibility is second only to Cointreau among them. That adult would not believe that Vermouth would rebel.

Soon they arrived at the meeting point.

"Is everyone here?" Kurokawa Keizawa looked around and found that a handsome blond and dark-skinned boy was not there.

He turned to look at Gin: "Where's Bourbon?"

"He said he had some urgent intelligence that needed to be processed right now and it was inconvenient for him to come."

When Gin thought of the mystic who was like Vermouth, he became angry and even his tone became bad.

"That's it."

I guess the Bourbon undercover is holding a grudge against him for taking Scotland away.

He returned to Japan once four years ago, and happened to see Scotland being captured at that time. When he arrived, he took the already dead Scotland away.

The Bourbon undercover got the news that Shuichi Akai shot and killed Scotland, and after his death, Cointreau took away the body for experiments.

In Bourbon's eyes, he and Shuichi Akai are tied for first place in hatred.

It was reasonable to make excuses for not coming.

"It's okay if he doesn't come. This meeting has nothing to do with him anyway." He shrugged indifferently.

Kurokawa Keisawa took out a piece of paper from the pocket of the same black windbreaker as Gin and handed it to Gin.

"Take a look at this."

Gin took it and looked at it carefully, frowning: "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Kurokawa Keizawa raised the corners of his mouth, and the smile on his face seemed to break a little.

"What what? What?"

Vermouth came closer out of curiosity, and after seeing the words written on the paper, she couldn't help but read out loud: "A plan to capture the undercover list of various countries?"

"How about it? It's very interesting, right?" Kurokawa Keizawa sat comfortably on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at the surprised crowd.

"Coindu, the undercover lists of various countries are considered top-level state secrets. It's not easy to steal this thing."

Putting aside the issue of confidentiality, since each country has drawn up this list, they will certainly take all necessary measures.

They had thought about this problem before. Although they were indeed strong, their current strength was far from enough to fight against tens of thousands of troops.

"How do you know that their guards are very tight?" asked Kurokawa Keizawa.

In the movie's pure black nightmare, Curacao didn't easily sneak a peek at the list?

I guess the public security officials thought the security was very strict so they didn't take any extra precautions.

Frankly speaking, it's stupid...

If he were Bourbon, he would have chopped off the heads of those senior public security officials and kicked them around like balls.

"This..." Vodka was stunned.

Jundu was right. They had always felt that the security was strict, and they had never seen what it was really like.

"Isn't this a bit too reckless? Don't you think about it a little bit? What if they really have set up very strict security?"

Vermouth thought for a moment and then asked the question.

"Things to consider should be explored after we have explored the water first."

"Explore the water? Who are you looking for?" Gin looked at Kurokawa Keisawa seriously. There were only two people in Japan who could explore the Metropolitan Police Department at night and come back intact.

One is Curacao under Rum, and the other is Cointreau. Both of them are extremely good at "qinggong".

But Curacao needs Rum's consent, and Rum will not let Curacao take this risk.

As one of the heads of the organization's branches, Cointreau cannot be in dangerous situations at will, at least not in the short term.

In that case, the organization in Japan will only allow those damn rats to take advantage of the situation.

"It doesn't matter to anyone," Kurokawa Keizawa spread his hands, looking very casual.

"You don't have to come back alive for this job. Wouldn't it be nice if I could just confirm the level of defense of the Metropolitan Police Department from a distance?"

"That's true." Vodka acted as an approval machine. In their eyes, the lives of others except those with code names did not need to be considered at all.