Conan: Another Famous Detective

Half an hour later.

The butler opened the door again and walked in.

Behind him was Belmode, who was clutching his shoulders and walking with a slight limp.

At this time, Belmod's face was pale and her hair was a little messy, without the usual graceful posture of the Thousand-Faced Witch.

When Rum saw Belmod's appearance, his face suddenly darkened, and he asked in a solemn voice: "What's going on? Are you so injured?"

Belmod came to sit on the sofa next to Rum, breathed out softly, and said, "I was ambushed."

"Ambush?" Rum's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Is it the police?"

Belmod shook his head: "No, probably not."

Rum frowned even more: "Start from the beginning and explain everything carefully, don't miss any details!"

"Yeah." Belmode nodded and began to narrate.

"I led people to the predetermined location and prepared to meet Curacao. Curacao seemed to have had some accidents during the sneaking process and was discovered by the police. The police kept biting her all the way."

"She also sent me a signal for help. I was about to take someone to respond when I was suddenly attacked."

After a pause, she continued: "The attackers were two people wearing large black robes and black masks. Both of them were over 1.7 meters tall. Their figures were covered by black robes, and their voices were disguised by voice changers. I don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl.”

"I tried my best to deal with one of the men in black robes, while the other one single-handedly took care of the rest."

"I saw that the situation was not good, so I could only retreat temporarily, but the two men in black robes were chasing after me, and it took a lot of effort to get rid of them."

"Did those men in black robes cause your injuries?" Rum asked.

"Yes." Belmod nodded: "They are absolute masters in both combat and marksmanship. This is also the basis for my judgment that they are not from the police."

"They were very restrained when chasing me. They didn't even shoot easily. They seemed to be worried about something. Assuming they were police officers, they didn't need to worry at all. They just shot and called my companions over. I didn't escape at all. Opportunity."

"That's it." Lum's eyes flashed: "It seems to be a third-party force!"

"I think so too." Belmode nodded: "And that outfit reminds me of those guys we have been looking for but have no clues."

A cold light suddenly flashed in Rum's eyes: "You mean...the guys who took in Shirley?"

"Yeah!" Belmode responded.

Rum narrowed his eyes slightly: "If it was them, how did they know about this operation..."

Muttering in his mouth, he suddenly looked at Belmode: "Why couldn't I call you on your cell phone?"

Belmod looked helpless: "Of course there's no way to get through, that phone has already been torn to pieces by bullets."

"Oh? What's going on?" Rum asked.

Belmod said: "I wanted to call you at that time, but the other party saw through my intention. A bullet knocked my phone off, and then forced me back and tried to pick up the dropped phone."

"In order to prevent the mobile phone from falling into the hands of the other party and to detect the organization's information, I did not hesitate to shoot and completely destroy the mobile phone."

"That's good." Rum's expression softened slightly: "The organization will re-issue you a new mobile phone later."

"Okay! But I hope my phone has a little more futuristic elements." Belmod laughed.

"Okay." Rum readily agreed. Anyway, it is customized individually, and the appearance design is not a problem at all.

Then he changed the topic back: "Curaçao has also lost contact now. Do you have any clues?"

Belmode shook his head: "I don't have many clues. I haven't seen her since I escaped the pursuit, and no one answered her phone calls."

"But according to my observation, the public security and police are still very active. I guess you must have successfully escaped in Curacao, right?"

"Really?" Rum murmured. Although Belmod's analysis did make some sense, he didn't feel at ease in his heart.

He and Kuai found the source of that uneasy feeling.

The man in black robe that Belmode mentioned just now!

The man in black robe could attack Belmod so well, probably because he had planned it in advance.

And if they go to such great lengths, they will definitely not just take care of Belmod's minions.

Judging from Belmod's description, it seems that their target also includes Belmod.

As a high-ranking member of the organization and a confidant of the boss, Belmod has mastered a large amount of information about the organization. It is reasonable for the man in black robe to target her.

But does the man in black’s purpose stop there?

Being there at that time, it is completely reasonable to suspect that they were aware of Curacao's infiltration plan.

In addition to Belmode, have they also made plans for Curacao?

The actions of the public security and police indirectly prove that Curacao is not in the hands of the public security.

But to say that Curacao has escaped safely, Rum has no confidence at all.

He really hated this feeling of being out of control.

But now he can only suppress his inner irritability temporarily.

The public security and police are now searching for Curacao all over Tokyo. Now that I have rashly sent people out to gather information, it will be easy to be noticed.

The safest way to obtain information is to wait for news from the undercover police officers.

"I hope the good news comes in the end..." Rum murmured in his heart.

…………

In a certain hospital.

"The patient's wound has been treated, but to be on the safe side, he still needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a while," the doctor said.

"Okay, thank you doctor." The man with bandages on his hands and shoulders thanked him.

Later, accompanied by his companions, he returned to the single ward.

"Police Officer Tanichuan, you have a good rest. We will be guarding outside. If you need anything, please tell us." A companion said with concern.

The bandaged man smiled gratefully: "Actually, you don't need to worry about me. I only injured my hands and shoulders. It doesn't affect my movement. I can take care of myself."

"How can that be done!" The companion shook his head repeatedly: "The doctor has told you not to move around casually for the past two days. Just leave some small errands to us!"

"You have a good rest, we won't disturb you!"

After saying goodbye for a while, everyone exited the single ward and closed the door behind them.

As the door closed, Tanichuan Police's gentle smile gradually faded away, and his expression gradually became serious.

He lay on the bed, letting the quilt cover the area below his head, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.

However, his hand hidden under the quilt had already touched the mobile phone in his pocket.

Hold the phone up to about your chest so that your eyes can see the phone screen.

Afterwards, he adjusted the phone to silent mode and the brightness to the minimum, then brought up the text message interface and started editing the message.