Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

"If he was on the standpoint of British intelligence agents, their men might have already surrounded Tower Bridge in London, Rucker, and they will stop at nothing to catch you," Jane lowered her voice, "I don't understand. Why did you agree to let you go, just to lure that guy to show his feet, can you just find someone to go? We have a witch with thousands of faces here, just find someone to disguise yourself as you, it is enough to make that guy fall for it .”

"If Morton is still loyal to mi6, he can take advantage of the opportunity to clean up Sutern and sneak into the organization. He is a quick and sensitive person. He has been lurking for so long without showing the dawn, and he is careful enough. Only when the target is determined He will reveal his purpose only when he has enough weight and is sure that it is himself. I solved Sutern, and the mi6 people have a deeper level of hatred for me, so it is very suitable for me to be the bait. Chi Feichi hissed, "And that one believes that I am more capable of retreating than Belmode."

Jane remained silent for a while, knowing that the plan had been made, and there was no room for her to object, so she could only promise, "I will arrange the manpower to meet you, and nothing will go wrong."

"Don't be too nervous." Chi Feichi took out a cigarette and bit it, reaching for the cigarette lighter on the car. "Lum has made a lot of preparations nearby. If there is a problem with the reception, Rum will also help."

"I hope you have a little confidence in me," Jane smiled, "you don't necessarily need Rum's help."

"Margaux..." Chi Feichi lit a cigarette, looked at the street outside the car window, his hoarse voice was deep and harsh, "Not all of us are credible among the British."

Jane's complexion changed slightly, and she glanced at Chi Feichi in surprise before she stabilized her thoughts and looked at the road ahead driving, "You mean, among the people who are in charge of meeting you today, there may be someone..."

"Not necessarily," Chi Feichi interrupted Jane, "but there may indeed be a lot of mice hidden in the organization, which is why the one told us to hide our identities, you should pay more attention, don't expose them, and don't I hope everyone will support me wholeheartedly.”

Jane breathed a sigh of relief, and said seriously, "I understand, I will be careful."

Chi Feichi gave a casual 'hmm', looked at the scenery outside the car window, and then hissed to talk about other things, "Recently, I occasionally think, why didn't his family tell me about Mr. Zhikang's death?"

Jane didn't expect Chi Feichi to mention this suddenly. After being startled for a while, she laughed, "You haven't been struggling with this recently, have you?"

She knew that her young master cared about them.

Hearing her talk about Mr. Zhikang's death that day, Master Feichi was probably thinking 'why didn't you tell me', but he didn't ask at that time, and she forgot to say that after so many days, Master Feichi When she mentioned it in the manner of "I asked casually", the young master's stinky face suddenly appeared in her mind...

The young master who doesn't mind anything. Tsundere and indifferent face.jpg.

"It's not all the time," Chi Feichi said truthfully, "It's just that when I'm free, I think of it. His wife used to work in the kitchen at home for many years, and she also knew me. Mr. Zhikang passed away. She should have told me."

"Actually, they didn't invite too many friends to the funeral. After I heard that Mr. Zhikang had passed away, I was ready to go back to Japan to watch for him, but I waited for two weeks, but I didn't receive any news. Finally, I couldn't help calling I asked his wife on the phone, only to find out that she was overly sad and unwell in the past few days, and was admitted to the hospital. Without her, the funeral was arranged, and the two children in the family didn't know much about it, which made the house a mess, "Jane She explained with a smile, "She could only let the children keep Mr. Zhikang's funeral simple, and only called some close relatives in Tokyo to watch the funeral. She also left the hospital for two hours to preside over her husband's funeral that day. The child was worried about her health, and immediately accompanied her back to the hospital.”…

"Why didn't you tell me after that?" Chi Feichi asked.

During that time, Mr. Zhikang's family should have been a little crazy, he can understand it somewhat, but he didn't even tell him the news of his death afterwards, isn't it too much?

One is the old housekeeper who watched him grow up, and the other is the old cook who has cooked for him for several years in his house. Everyone has known each other for so many years, and it really is too much to not even announce the news of his death.

When he thought about it, he still couldn't understand.

"Actually, after she recovered, she called Mr. Shinnosuke, told about Mr. Zhikang's death, and explained the reason why everyone was not invited to the funeral. It was also at that time..." Jane's expression was subtle for a moment, as if she couldn't laugh or cry, "She I just found out that you were admitted to Qingshan Fourth Hospital. I was worried that after you learned the news of Mr. Zhikang’s death, your mental state would be even worse. We originally planned to wait a while to tell you, but you asked this time, I don't think it's good to deliberately conceal it, so I told you."

Chi Feichi: "..."

this……

Catch up with the period when he was in the mental hospital with the original consciousness?

Well, understandable.

"Anyway, when Mr. Zhikang passed away, we should have told you that we didn't think carefully," Jane positively admitted his mistake, and added, "It won't happen again next time, whether it is If anyone has a big deal, as long as I know about it, I will let you know."

Today is another day to help Master Feichi smooth his hair.

Anyway, let Master Feichi's erect hair be smoothed down first, then what will happen to her in the future, or what will happen to her.

Chi Feichi let out an 'um' and smoked silently.

With such a good attitude, he was too embarrassed to say anything else.

...

In the morning, 10:29.

Wearing a blue long-sleeved T-shirt, black trousers and a baseball cap, Morton followed the tourist crowd onto Tower Bridge.

The young scientist named Bartley was killed, and Lark was asked to track down Hades himself, and he was asked to leak Hades' whereabouts to the police and pay attention to the police's investigation progress. He felt that Bartley might be a key person .

Bartley doesn't necessarily know too much, but there must be something in his hand that the organization cares about.

With Lark's emphasis on this matter, this might be a rare opportunity.

He sent an email to tell Lark that the police got two keys at the scene of Bartley's murder, and they were found and copied by him. He took it away as Bartley's relic, and left a clay imprint for himself.

In this way, even if the organization sent people to infiltrate the police station, they could only find out that there were indeed two strange keys in Bartley's relic, and the police got them.

He assigned the two keys, and originally planned to pretend to investigate for seven or eight days, and then tell Lak that it was the key to a certain rental house and the safe inside, to see if he could lure Lak or organize someone else to come over. Outflanking and encircling, no matter how bad it is, let colleagues lurk nearby, see who is going there, and write down the appearance and characteristics of the other party, so as to get more information about the members of the organization...

Yesterday morning, he suddenly received a message from Lak, asking him if he had investigated the source of the key. According to the plan, he replied 'still investigating', and wrote a bunch of what kind of door the key opened and where it might be. With this kind of door installed, they sent it together.

As a result, at nine o'clock this morning, Lark suddenly sent an email asking him to deliver the two keys to Tower Bridge at ten thirty in the morning.

After learning of the existence of the key, Lak seemed a little anxious, too impatient to wait for him to investigate slowly, but maybe there was a flaw in him that made Lak suspect that he had fallen for him, and planned to find a place to deal with him.

In short, the behavior of Lark suddenly asking him to give the key is very abnormal, and it cannot be treated as a trivial matter in the organization to gain a sense of presence.

Lark only left him less than two hours. He found an excuse to ask for leave, and then took the keys and rushed to Tower Bridge in London. It took almost an hour and he didn't have time to go elsewhere. Fortunately, he didn't sneak into that place completely. Organization, those people regarded him as an eyeliner for mi6, he easily found the boss who was in charge of handling his matter, reported the situation, and rushed over.

Half an hour ago, he arrived near Tower Bridge in London. After thinking about it, he decided to spend some time nearby and wait until the time is almost up before going to the bridge.

If he is really a person who betrayed mi6 and is about to meet criminals who are in collusion with him, he should act carefully after leaving mi6 headquarters, drive around a few times around, make a disguise before going on the bridge, and at the same time, Avoid prolonged contact with people in the organization.

Rucker would be suspicious if he got to the bridge early and waited half an hour.

Ten minutes ago, he received a call from the boss who told him that their intelligence agents near Tower Bridge in London had spotted Lark.

Maybe the intelligence agent was there to monitor him, maybe to protect him, more likely to be both, that's not important anymore, what's important is——Luck got on Tower Bridge, alone!

He immediately told his boss to be careful, that Lark would not be so careless about safety, and there might be organized people nearby.

After repeated communication and confirmation with the boss, they finally reached a consensus.

The boss will try his best to mobilize as many colleagues nearby as possible within ten minutes, and get on Tower Bridge in the image of a tourist, and he will board the bridge on time and hand over the two keys to Lark, even if they don't have a chance to catch them today. The people in the organization can also find a way to let the people in the organization follow the key clues to find the rental house they prepared in advance, and arrest suspicious people there.

Three minutes ago, when he arrived near Tower Bridge, a colleague of his disguised as a tourist walked up to him and told him that Lark was missing as he passed by...

There were people on both sides of the Tower Bridge, but Lak, who had been on the Tower Bridge ten minutes ago, suddenly disappeared, did not leave, and was not on the Tower Bridge.

Is Lak playing tricks? Or have they been spotted by someone in the vicinity?

Before getting a definite answer and confirming that he was exposed, he pretended to be ignorant and followed his own script.