Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

Gin is here too?

Hearing such news, Shinichi Kudo and Toru Amuro looked at each other, and at the same time, their hearts were filled with deep guard.

Although I have never been in contact with Cognac, the only thing that scares me about this man is his vague purpose and his seeming involvement with Hong Kong gangsters-and these, through the girl's explanation, have disappeared. exists.

But gin is different.The organization's number one killer has a ruthless style, no matter how he treats outsiders or people inside the organization, he is a person who will feel a sense of urgency from the bottom of his heart whenever he hears his name.

Thinking about it carefully, Gin will indeed do such a thing.He has always been very suspicious. Now that several undercover agents have been discovered one after another, and some members have defected before, it is possible that he does not believe in Cognac.

Moreover, since he was the first to contact Hong Kong gangsters, Boss has probably handed over the task of delivering drugs to him.

Even if he is hindered by Hong Kong gangsters, he is not a person who will let go easily. The current approach is probably to be open and secret with Cognac to ensure the perfect completion of the task.

And vodka?Of course he came to drive Gin.

After the initial shock, Kudo Shinichi and Amuro Toru quickly reacted.

The information obtained has gradually increased, and the disadvantage of being unfamiliar with the current situation has been compensated, and now they can understand the reasons for it.

The basis for the girl to make such a guess is still the trajectory of Cognac's activities.

After learning that the organization's plan was to smuggle drugs by sea, the sightseeing route that was originally like an ordinary tourist suddenly became very purposeful.

"Minato Mirai 21, Red Brick Warehouse, Minatomigaoka Park..."

He even came to Yamashita Park, which is a scenic spot not far from the shopping street where the detective agency is located.

Those are places located along the inner edge of Yokohama Harbor where you can look out to the sea.When walking around at will, you can directly observe the situation of cargo ships entering and leaving the two major wharves of Yokohama Port.

While private beaches run by the Port Mafia are out of sight, it's good enough for groups looking for official access.

He is observing where the management can have loopholes to exploit.Although Fujimura must have given them some relevant information, it is clear that Cognac believed in his own eyes.

"This approach is very gin-like." Toru Amuro said with a smile.

However, since Gin also came in person, this may be his own request.

"The style of acting is surprisingly bold."

Kunikida commented: "The companion has registered with the mafia and hid in a low-key manner. But he is not worried about being discovered at all. The distance between Minato Mirai 21 and the five buildings of Hong Kong Hei is quite close. .”

"Because you're wearing a black coat."

Oda Sakunosuke said in a very objective tone: "Maybe the Mafia considers him one of his own."

Everyone looked at each other.

...This kind of thing is not impossible?

Gan Cha looked up at the black-haired young man beside him, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic in his heart.Needing to lead such subordinates to make achievements, he must have worked very hard in the past, right?

Receiving the girl's gaze, Dazai bowed his head and smiled back.

Well, although he is actually the one who makes others suffer... But of course there is no reason to refuse such an emotion that is beneficial to him.

And since Cognac wasn't wandering aimlessly or merely distracting possible watchers, points on the route that deviated from this goal looked particularly suspicious.

The place the girl circled on the map is located at the junction of Yokohama Nishi Ward and Hodogaya Ward, far away from the bay, and Cognac has visited twice——

Dead plug.

After the Dragon Head War, the Fortress was sealed off.

It doesn't matter how strict the management is - at least tourists can walk around twice to admire this weird, spiers that I don't know if it can be described in Gothic style.

But on weekdays, no one would enter the interior.If it is used as a hiding place, it can also be said to be a good place to hide in the city.

"If they really live here, then even I have to admire their imagination."

Pointing her cheek with her finger, the girl said with a little sigh: "As outsiders who don't know the local area, they really know how to find a place."

Although the interior seems to have been left unattended for many years, and it cannot be said to be a clean and comfortable place to live, most people would not have imagined that the members of a criminal organization would just stay there with only one wall separated from the tourists. The place.

"Leave this to me."

Amuro, who was staring at the map, revealed a hearty smile.

Kudo Shinichi looked at him in surprise: "Bourbon, you won't be—"

Toru Amuro nodded relaxedly: "After all, I am also working with them, maybe they will need an extra helper."

He looked at Xinyi and said pointedly: "What kind of medicine has been developed by the organization and what is it going to be used for? These are very interesting, aren't they?"

That's true, but...

Kudo Shinichi frowned.

One should not run away from one's own destiny, he once said this to Haibara.

But what Amuro means is that he wants to find gin and vodka, wait for the opportunity to inquire about the news about the drug, and destroy the smuggling plan-this is completely different from when he was undercover in Tokyo!

Gin's mission this time must be extremely confidential to the public. How can Amuro explain his presence in Yokohama?Gin has long been suspicious of him, and not long ago, his undercover identity was almost exposed when he broke into the police station in Curacao!

"Isn't that dangerous?"

Shinichi almost thought that he was speaking his inner thoughts, but it was clearly a female voice.

Just now, even when the dirty facts of human and organ trafficking were mentioned, the girl who had just kept talking without a pause, now showed a rare bit of hesitation.

She stared at Toru Amuro, and there was a bit of soft worry in her vine-purple eyes—this kind of emotion finally made her look no longer like a misty mist that was indistinct. Girly mood appropriate for age.

"You don't need to take that risk."

Gancha said: "It is enough to confirm that Cognac is indeed in contact with Fujimura Wataru in private."

After the Black Organization found a suitable donor for Fujimura, if they want to replace their organs, the two undergoing surgery will also need a certain amount of time to adjust their bodies.The organization must not have such patience. Before the operation, Fujimura had to arrange smuggling routes for them.

"At that time, contact the competent officials of the Maritime Transportation Bureau, obtain the fake documents produced by Fujimura for the organization, arrest the person involved before customs clearance, and confiscate the drugs."

The girl suggested so.

Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly.

This is also a solution, rather it is a solution that is quite righteous, smooth, and does not hurt anyone.He could even predict that after that, the girl might try to find a way to contact a legal source of organs for that Fujimura-san.

After all, she couldn't bear to put the undercover police officer in danger.

Should I say this is kindness, or greed?

Dazai looked at the small hairs on the girl's head and fell into deep thought.

It's not that she hasn't encountered setbacks in children, but she seems to always be sure that there is a happy ending ahead, and formulate strategies based on this goal.

This kind of thinking seems a little naive. He who has never deviated from the righteous way should dismiss it, but the fact is that his friend was saved because of this.

——not just life, but also his dream of writing a novel.

...So, maybe something like this can be done, right?

At that moment he thought a lot, but none of them seemed to be very important.

He heard the police youth over there ponder for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons, and then nodded in approval of the girl's plan: "That's right."

A faint smile appeared on the girl's cheek.She said, "If you're really bothered about the gin and vodka over there—"

She paused, and finally said with a bit of slyness: "How about secretly reporting to the port mafia?"

This time Toru Amuro was much more cautious.

"I understand that Yokohama is different. The port mafia is now a legitimate organization that pays taxes to our country."

"But even so, as a public security officer belonging to the government, you can't cooperate with them on the surface." Toru Amuro said sincerely: "Miss Hai Laoze, you can understand such a thing, right?"

The girl nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand." She just replied simply.

Kudo Shinichi looked at her with some hesitation, not quite understanding what her pensive appearance represented at the moment.

So the plan was made.

The Tokyo police stood still and continued to monitor Cognac, and then paid close attention to Fujimura Wataru and the surrounding area of ​​Kaisai.

And the two people sent by the detective agency——

"It's beautiful—"

The black-haired young man affectionately held the girl's hand in front of him, and his kite-colored eyes were filled with a tenderness that could drown people:

"When you put on the kimono, you are like a wisteria flower on a branch, with an elegant and charming posture—Amcha-chan, do you want to think about dying for love with me?"

Her long smoky purple hair was pulled up high, and a fringed flower hairpin was inserted obliquely on her temples.The girl is wearing a rattan-colored kimono full of gentian flowers, and she is as delicate and beautiful as a god surrounded by flowers.

She stood in front of the youth seat, with a petal-like soft smile on her face, listening patiently to the other party's inexplicable speech.

"Since Mr. Dazai has the idea of ​​ending his life—"

The girl responded with a smile: "Then I will give this sea urchin and wind pasta I made by myself to Gong and Conan-kun."

"Eh?! No way!!" The young man turned pale with shock.

"So you saw me?"

Shinichi Kudo, who was sitting opposite Dazai, showed half-moon eyes: "By the way, aren't you two investigators of a detective agency? Is it really okay to skip work like this?"

"The only one who skipped work is Dazai-san, but I'm working."

The girl in kimono replied softly and deftly.

"Eh?"

Dazai protested: "Amcha-chan is too sad. I obviously refused to leave because I didn't want to lose your beautiful figure in my sight."

"What kind of job is working in a coffee shop?"

Shinichi complained: "And you are completely disqualified as an adult for saying such things to underage girls? Are you a pervert?"

He was wrong before. Although there is no undercover police officer in this coffee shop, there is a supernatural detective here who acts as a guest waiter? !

Always thought it was worse than Poirot—

"Oh?"

The girl's slender eyebrows raised slightly: "Conan-kun, are you looking down on the work in the coffee shop?"

"Hey! You clearly know that I don't mean that!"

Shin glared at her.

"It's too much to call someone a pervert. I'm not the kind of dirty and sinister old man who likes to change clothes for young girls."

Dazai pouted dissatisfiedly, "I'm just admiring Amcha-chan in a kimono."

Xinyi had a cold expression on his face: "You're not doing any better, are you?"

Gancha glanced at the angry Xinyi with great interest, and acted like he had suddenly realized.

"I finally found it!"

She said happily: "Before, I always felt that there was something missing in the detective agency. After Conan-kun appeared, I finally understood."

Dazai, who was rolling the pasta with a fork, gave her a questioning look.

"We need a Tucao agent!"

The girl snapped her fingers: "Everyone in the detective agency does things in their own way. (Shinichi Kudo: Do ​​you still know?) There are already enough people who make trouble, let alone Mr. Oda Saku who can't complain at all. People. No wonder everyone often ran away to another dimension while talking."

"That's right!"

Dazai applauded her very much: "Why don't you suggest to the president when you go back to Ganchajiang, how about asking him to recruit a Tucao servant?"

The girl agreed very solemnly: "I will."

"Hey, you guys..."

Shinichi rolled his eyes.

He had realized that it would be futile to stop them.After the two reached a satisfactory agreement, he asked, "That Oda Tsukuru—wait a minute, is his surname Oda? Where is that gentleman?"

"He's upstairs." Gan Cha replied, "If something happens, he will come down and call me."

"So, what did you come to see me for?" She put away her playful expression slightly and asked.

"what--"

Being interrupted by these two people, I almost forgot.Shinichi looked at the girl and frowned solemnly: "Bourbon was called by Gin to help."

"Ok?"

Gan Cha was stunned.She wondered: "Called? Gin and the others—knew he was in Yokohama?"

Dazai also raised his head slightly surprised.

"No, the meaning in the email is to let him come from Tokyo."

Regarding this matter, Shinichi was also a little puzzled: "Bourbon is doing intelligence work in the organization, so Gin seems to want him to communicate with the intelligence dealer who helped organize the smuggling this time."

It seems to make sense, but the sudden incident is really suspicious.

Gan Cha frowned.

Information dealer?

Just as the three fell into a certain silence, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open, and a tall man with red copper hair came in against the light.

He came to the table and whispered, "Something went wrong."

"Fujimura Wataru is dead."