The Secret of Gin [Conan]

Vodka was missing.

He didn't answer Gin's call.

Haven't called back yet.

Gin was in a very bad mood.

If Vodka was in front of him, he would have punched Vodka so that he crouched on the ground with his stomach in his arms and howled.

"idiot!"

He had clearly warned Vodka, to find another safe room, don't find the ones that were prepared before, and don't use the organization's staff to arrange them, don't go out, and something happened in the end!

Gin didn't bother to think about the reason, it must be a stupid reason anyway.

The challenge he faces now is how to explain to the rest of the organization that vodka isn't around him.

22.

A black motorcycle rushed into the underground tunnel at high speed.

The tunnel was brightly lit, and the drivers in those cars only felt a shadow passing by, and when they looked up, they could no longer see anything.

"Crazy! Doing this in a tunnel!"

The drivers cursed and looked forward nervously while holding the steering wheel, fearing that there would be a series of collisions ahead.

The palpitations lasted until they left the tunnel.

Then there was another whirlwind of terrifying speed, and the shadow of a white car rushed into the tunnel from another direction.

"...Why are there so many lunatics on the road recently?"

The drivers stepped on the accelerator cursing and hurried away.

After all, things like tunnel explosions have happened in Japan.

The high-speed white Mazda sports car made a precise flick around the bend in the tunnel, and then rushed directly to a harbor stop.

There was only one lamp there, and it was so dark that it was hard to see clearly.

Suddenly a red light swept across, the wall behind the temporary docking area of ​​the harbor rose slowly, and the Mazda sports car rushed in without slowing down at all.

The wall was quickly closed, and from the outside, there were no flaws.

Behind the wall is an empty, parking-like space.

But the doorway and the ceiling are full of surveillance cameras, and black wooden warehouse pipes protrude from the pillars, aiming at all moving objects under the control of computer software.

In the driver's seat of a white Mazda is a young man with short blond hair and dark skin.

He slowed down and stared at everything around him with a gloomy expression.

"Approved."

The mechanical sound of the computer sounded, and the wooden warehouse pipe slowly retracted into the pillar.

"Turn left ahead and drive 300 meters."

This mechanical voice came from a loudspeaker hidden somewhere.

The young man with short blond hair turned the steering wheel, his body tensed slightly, and he was full of vigilance.

Soon he saw a familiar car and a familiar person behind an automatically raised wall.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing is the black Porsche 356A, which is an antique car that is rarely seen in Japan.

"Cohen, Chianti, you are here too."

The blond young man driving the Mazda lowered the car window and greeted with a smile, "I haven't been to this base before. It's amazing. It's amazing that such a large hidden base can be built in a tunnel."

Neither Chianti, who had butterfly tattoos at the end of her eyes, nor Cohen, who wore black goggles, responded.

Chianti and Cohen are both black organization snipers.

Chianti is an Italian red wine, while Cohen is a German distilled spirit.

"Bourbon, you're late."

The cold voice was murderous.

The blond young man with the code name of bourbon doesn't need to look, he knows that the gin sitting in the Porsche 356A is holding a wooden bin in his hand, ready to aim at his forehead.

"The incident happened suddenly, and I received an order from Rum to investigate some information." Bourbon's smile was dazzling.

Gin was very tired of his appearance, and sneered: "This excuse is exactly the same as Belmode."

"Hey, really?"

Bourbon turned his head to look at the black motorcycle. The rider just took off his helmet, and it looked like a man.

but--

Belmode, a person known as the witch with a thousand faces, no matter what appearance she appears in, it is not surprising.

Sure enough, the person sitting on the motorcycle let out a female laugh, and lazily lit a cigarette, and then said slowly with that bearded and vicious face: "This time the incident is not small, In addition to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department investigating the bombing, there are also people from the FBI sneaking into Japan, so we cannot let them smell the organization."

"If it wasn't for you, why would those flies come here?"

Chianti glared viciously at the man on the motorcycle.

Belmode blew out a smoke ring, and then said to Gin sitting in the driver's seat of the Porsche, "But it's really strange, why isn't vodka by your side?"

"I let him go to work." Qin Jiu raised his eyes.

The dark green eyes under the long silver hair flashed a cruel and cold light.

"The accidents took place next to the organization industry, and the gate of a drug company was directly blown up. The boss will hear the news tomorrow morning at the latest. We'd better dig out the mouse before then. "

While speaking, Gin looked at the changes in everyone's expressions.

Chianti was fidgety, and Bourbon's smile was a little stiff, but they didn't speak, because it was Gin's usual operation-suspecting everyone every day.

If one day, Gin doesn't suspect others, they will definitely suspect that Gin is out of his mind or has been replaced.

"So you sent Vodka to find out how the bomb produced by the organization was lost, and find an undercover agent from the surveillance?" Bourbon folded his arms, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile, "Isn't it too much to leave this job to Vodka alone? It's heavy?"

"No way, who made Gin doubt all of us?" Belmode answered, and she smiled meaningfully, "Vodka shoulders the heavy responsibility because of Gin's trust!"

Gin said blankly: "Vodka's mission is not to investigate the bomb|bomb, that's what we have to do. Only he and I know the content of his mission. If the news leaks out, it means that there is something wrong with Vodka... Change Vodka If you become any one of you, I will do the screening like this."

"Tsk."

Bourbon threw up his hands, signifying abandonment of the subject.

Gin took back the wooden warehouse, but he didn't find anything unusual about these people. It seemed that these people were all "original goods", not "counterfeit goods from another world".

"Are we going to organize a secret factory producing explosives?" Chianti asked excitedly, like a child going to a chocolate factory.

Bourbon's eyebrows twitched, and he quickly calmed down, showing a disinterested expression.

"No, the bomb|bomb was lost during the delivery, and we set off for the port." Gin glanced at Bourbon, he had always doubted the identity of this person, and this guy was from Rum, so he Wouldn't mind putting the "undercover rat" charge on this guy.

Qin Jiu withdrew his gaze and thought coldly, the undercover agents at the bottom and outside of the organization have never been killed cleanly.

——In addition to the police, there are other black forces.

As long as you screen carefully, you can always catch one or two, so Gin never worries about not catching mice.

And this time, the real enemy he has to face is not a mouse.

23.

a basement.

The lights flickered on and off, the air flow was poor, and it was very stuffy.

Vodka lay on the ground, gritted his teeth and looked at the man sitting in front of the TV.

Saburo Uozuka was holding a box of soba noodles in his hand, eating with relish.

"Why, you also like to eat soba noodles?" Saburo Uozuka turned his head and asked.

"Bah, who wants to eat the soba noodles in the vending machine in your hand!" Vodka said angrily.

His share of Xiaokui House, which has never touched the chopsticks, is delivered!What a pity!

Saburo Uozuka paused, then continued to smack his noodles calmly, and said vaguely: "Your life is still too comfortable, if you only have a thousand yen in your pocket after eating the last meal, think about it." If you choose whether to buy cigarettes or soba noodles, you won’t be so particular about it!”

"what?"

Vodka shocked.

How did he mess up so badly?Does big brother care about his?

"...What nonsense are you talking about? If the elder brother didn't care about me, I would either be dead or in prison now." Saburo Uozuka said angrily.

Only then did Vodka realize that he was too shocked just now, and asked out the doubts in his heart.

Before he could figure out why "he" was in prison, Uozuka Saburo had already brought his head closer.

That face, which was also blue and purple like a pig's head, was smiling gloatingly: "Don't be afraid, your big brother will come to accompany you soon!"

"Impossible!" Vodka said viciously.

***

three hours ago.

Vodka was secretly on guard, and when he confronted Kurosawa in the aroma of soba noodles, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Vodka deliberately did not answer the call, saying it was someone else in the organization.

This is Vodka's own cleverness. He changed Gin's exclusive caller ringtone before, and also canceled this number from the quick dial, so he was sure that Kurosawa didn't know that the caller was Gin.

——As long as you don't answer the phone, Big Brother will know that something happened to me.

Vodka thought proudly.

Seeing that he had fooled Kuisawa, his mind relaxed, but he didn't expect a sudden sharp pain in his waist, followed by convulsions all over his body.

It's an electric|shock device!

Vodka fell to the ground unwillingly, staring at Kurosawa.

The person who appeared in his field of vision was wearing ordinary clothes, a black baseball cap, short silver hair, and a pair of cruel and dangerous dark green eyes looking down at him, making people creepy.

***

"Impossible, brother already knows about my disappearance."

A metal ring was stuck on Vodka's wrist, ankle, and neck, and an electric shock device was hidden inside.

As long as he moves a lot, he will receive electric shock.

Now Vodka was so excited that he wanted to stand up, and immediately fell to the ground twitching.

Saburo Uozuka was very relieved, after all this guy broke one of his fingers, but at the same time he felt his scalp numb because of that familiar face.

"hiss."

Saburo Uozuka touched his neck and wrists, as if he had been electrocuted, and felt the same way.

"Don't think I don't know what you're planning!" Vodka gasped on the ground and said intermittently, "Brother discovered your existence a long time ago, so your plan will not succeed, you can't impersonate us, Replace our identities in the organization. Let your big brother give up as soon as possible!"

"..."

Saburo Uozuka was silent.

He quietly glanced at the live report of the bank robbery in the Kyoto area on TV.

Be it robbers or police cars, drive like a stunt car race.

This world is too outrageous, based on this alone, Saburo Uozuka couldn't pretend to be vodka and sneak into the organization.

Saburo Uozuka began to grind his teeth.

He grabbed the vodka and said angrily, "I'm warning you, don't try to be cute in front of big brother, give up as soon as possible, you don't want to take my place next to big brother, even if big brother says you have good driving skills."

"what?"

Vodka was dumbfounded.

"puff."

There was a chuckle from the basement entrance.

The two bruised pig heads looked there at the same time, and saw Kurosawa leaning against the door with his right hand in his pocket and a cigarette in his mouth.

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The author has something to say:

The reason for the vodka overturn: love to eat soba noodles

Gin didn't expect that Vodka would overturn the car, because he had never experienced the trap of getting soba noodles bought by Vodka on the way to escape.