Conan: Another Famous Detective

Putting the empty cup on the table, Belmod smiled and said, "Then, let's talk about the organization's situation in Tokyo first."

Toru Amuro glanced at her: "I hope you won't hide anything this time."

"Don't worry, I'm by no means the kind of person who doesn't know how to measure. You should know this very well." Belmode replied.

Toru Amuro didn't comment on this, but just indicated with his expression that she could start.

Belmode understood and began to describe the organization's personnel, strongholds, materials, etc. in Tokyo.

In terms of personnel, Belmode gave him the contact information of several action team leaders that Toru Amuro was responsible for. If there was any action in the future, Toru Amuro could contact them.

In terms of supplies, although the police have recently launched a severe crackdown on the organization's industry, the organization still has some means to retain a lot of things.

These materials were concentrated in two remote warehouses on the outskirts of Tokyo, including several body armors; several firearms and ammunition; several medicines and hazardous chemicals; and three cars that have not been traced by the police.

If you want to use these supplies, you must give permission from the two managers, Bermod and Toru Amuro.

Hearing this, Toru Amuro couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

I have been in Tokyo for a while and participated in many operations. Before doing this, how could materials of this scale need such strict control?

Even if it's a waste of supplies, the most you can do is report it to the superior afterwards.

From this we can see that the organization is indeed not having an easy time.

As for the current strongholds of the organization, according to Belmode, because the police operation is still not over, all strongholds are temporarily prohibited from use.

Therefore, all the operatives nowadays do not have a fixed foothold, and they either hide in abandoned buildings, run to the outskirts of Tokyo, or rent in low-cost apartments under false identities.

There are still people who have lost contact, and the organization is unable to determine whether they fell into the hands of the police or escaped while the organization was in chaos.

It can be said that the power in Tokyo cannot be said to be united, but can only be said to be scattered.

Amuro Toru secretly smiled inwardly, but frowned on his face: "Has the situation reached such a serious stage?"

"Dozens of elites who have mastered a large amount of information about the organization have been arrested. It is not easy to maintain this situation." Belmode's tone was full of helplessness.

After hearing this, Toru Amuro also sighed: "So, the top priority is not to monitor the closing of high market positions at all, but to re-integrate the strength of his subordinates, otherwise the difficulty of the task will increase linearly."

After a pause, Toru Amuro glanced sideways at Bellmore: "You should have known these things before, right?"

Belmod smiled slightly and didn't answer.

She knew that Toru Amuro was once again expressing his dissatisfaction with her digging hole just now.

Seeing Bermod's reaction, Toru Amuro continued: "In that case, it would be appropriate to leave the task of contacting them and reconnecting the people to you."

Belmod suddenly looked at Toru Amuro with a resentful expression: "Can you bear to let me, a weak woman who has not recovered from a serious injury, do such a troublesome thing?"

"Compared to investigating Gaoshi's liquidation, this task is nothing." Toru Amuro looked at Bermod expressionlessly and said calmly.

The two made eye contact again.

In the end, Belmode sighed: "Okay, okay, I will take over the liaison work, but for the subsequent surveillance and investigation of the high market closing, please don't call me if it is not necessary!"

"If it is really necessary, I will ask that adult directly for instructions." Toru Amuro said calmly.

When Belmod heard this, he couldn't help curling his lips, but he didn't say anything more.

Bourbon's response was enough.

If the BOSS agrees to let her assist Bourbon, then there is a high probability that it will be time for her to take action.

After all, it was the BOSS's mission. It was okay for her to be lazy in some unimportant places, but she couldn't be vague when it was time to do things.

Afterwards, the two discussed some details, and the conversation gradually came to an end.

Belmode poured himself the last glass of red wine: "Then, I wish us happy cooperation in the future."

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Amuro smiled politely and clinked glasses with Bermod.

Belmode called the waiter and began to clear away the leftovers on the table, while the two of them still maintained their disguise and left the box one after another.

In Belmod's handbag, a recording file was quietly sent.

After sending, the file is completely deleted without any trace. …

In box 4.

"The files have been received and all traces have been cleaned up." Mengyu stopped working on the tablet, raised her head and smiled.

"The harvest this time is really unexpectedly rich!" Akira Yumiya couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes!" Conan nodded in agreement: "Whether it is the connection between the organization and Takaichi Pingcang, or the organization's ability to escape police investigation, it is quite important information!"

Yu Gongming nodded lightly: "Today's goal has been successfully achieved. As for how to use this information, we will discuss it carefully after we go back. Now it is time to prepare to leave here."

"Have both Belmod and Mr. Amuro left?" Conan looked at Mengwu.

"Let me see..." Mengyu cut out the surveillance camera.

"Mr. Amuro has left, and Belmod is still lingering nearby."

"Huh? Does she have anything else to do?" Conan asked doubtfully.

"Continue to observe and take a look." Yu Gongming said calmly: "Take advantage of this time, Conan, to do a favor."

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Conan: "Come with me and clean up the fingerprints we left on the tableware and table."

"Oh! No problem!" Conan nodded in response, but he felt ashamed in his heart, and he almost ignored it.

His old habit relapsed, and he got carried away as soon as he got information about the organization.

After some internal reflection, Conan began to diligently clean up the fingerprints left by several of his own people.

After about five minutes, the two finally confirmed that all fingerprints had been cleaned.

In fact, the tableware should have been cleaned the night after they left, or even earlier, and no traces would be left.

They did this just in case.

Yu Gongming put the two handkerchiefs away in a film bag and looked at Mengyu: "What's going on over there in Belmod?"

"Something's wrong." Meng Yu's tone contained a hint of uncertainty.

"Huh?" Yu Gongming and Conan immediately looked over.