Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

Chapter 706: Drag and Expose (4k, someone wants to complete it)

Europe.

The underground stronghold in the east half of London has fallen.

The main force of MI6 found that the resistance of the organization was much stronger than during the previous raid. Although they felt something was wrong, they became more determined to capture the organization's headquarters.

The firepower poured out more and more violently...

This is hard on those members of the organization who are still sticking to their posts.

"Damn it! How long are we going to delay?" Ma Yin shouted unbearably.

There was blood on her face and neck...but the blood was not hers, but the blood of the agents who had been destroyed by her at close range before.

"It's just a garbage dump. What's there to guard? What are the people above thinking? The boss can't think about it, and they can't think about it either!"

While Ma Yin cursed angrily, she cracked the head of one of the agents who was probing his head.

Next to him, Mark cut the neck of another agent. He looked much calmer than Ma Yin, but his tone was somewhat helpless, "Stop complaining, the garbage dump in our eyes may be the treasure house of those big shots... In

Until the order is updated, we can only stick to it.

This place cannot be defended anymore, so continue to move."

"Let me tell you, those people at the top are just trying to hold on after being full! Originally it was just a fake loss, but now if you do it like this, the loss will be at least ten times, ten times!" Ma Yin looked at the corpse on the ground with disgust and wiped it.

After looking at the blood stains and cursing for a while, he honestly took out his communicator to contact other members.

They are now in another underground stronghold, and the coffee house where they were originally staying has been bombed...

Ma Yin was on the side making contact, and Mark was not idle either. He took the time to ask the boss what they should do next.

Unfortunately, the reply he always received was only one sentence: [Wait.]

The corners of Mark's eyes twitched, and he also agreed with his teammate's comment just now that the senior management had enough to hold on. Just when he was about to reply silently with an 'understood', Ma Yin suddenly said: "Mark! The investigators along the Thames River discovered something.

, a group of strange forces intervened!"

Mark made a move and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"...let me ask."

Ma Yin asked the intercom for a long time in a very niche language.

"They say they are forces that I have never seen before, but their characteristics are very obvious. Basically, those people are wearing smiling masks."

"The forces wearing masks?" Mark tried hard to search his mind for a long time, but could not find any information related to these people. He simply reported the situation honestly and asked casually, "The threat level of those people."

How about it?"

Ma Yin shook her head and said, "I don't know. The investigators only discovered this group of people and didn't see them taking action."

After a pause, he said, "Of course, it's also possible that everyone who saw them do it is dead."

Mark's expression was a little subtle.

Why does this sentence feel like it describes themselves?

He silently added another sentence to the report.

After they moved the area, the boss's reply also arrived:

【Hold on, wait for my news.】

mark:"……"

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuchs... He actually couldn't understand how the top brass could afford to sit still when their battle losses were already so high.

Is it possible that the top management is planning to abandon the car to save the commander-in-chief and prepare to run away?

mark:"……"

Damn it, he thinks this possibility is very high.

Taking a deep breath, he replied "I understand" as usual, and then looked at Ma Yin with a serious face, "Ma Yin, I have bad news to tell you."

Ma Yin was aiming at the pursuers behind her, "What's the bad news? Are you pregnant? No way?"

Mark: "...?" She's pregnant! He's a boy!

…

Outside the ‘drill field’.

A group of masked people are sitting on the building...eating melon seeds.

"Hey! Iori, where did you get these melon seeds? They taste so good!"

One of the masked men wearing a bamboo hat praised the taste of melon seeds without mercy.

Iori Fujimu lifted up the mask on his face and glanced at him sideways, "I bought it from the convenience store in Chinatown. Keep your accent in check."

The mainland is really a magical place. No matter which country their members are from, as long as they go to the mainland to study for a period of time, their accents will become very thick.

"Eh? Okay, I'll take it." The masked man lowered his accent obediently, but he still couldn't hold back on his next sentence, "Where is the convenience store? I'll think about it and buy a pack later...

…”

"..."

Iorito didn't speak at all, she just watched the battle silently.

After a long while, he said, "It's almost done, let's do it."

As soon as the words fell, a dozen masked people next to them stopped their movements at the same time and stood up.

Except for Iori Fujimu and the man who just asked where to buy melon seeds, the five-pointed stars on the foreheads of the masks on everyone else's faces were all hollow.

"Iori, which side should we help?"

"Why are you saying so much nonsense?"

Masked man: "...?"

He said he had a strong accent...don't you have a strong accent too?

…

Osaka.

In the party venue.

The banquet has come to an end, but the venue is still overcrowded - not for any other reason, just because the party scene... was full of people!

The guests who came to the party were either rich or noble, which also attracted the attention of the criminal police who came to investigate the case.

Iori Wuga, who was being interrogated, had a cold face and said nothing, implementing the principle of silence is golden; it's not that he didn't explain his whereabouts, but that he really wasn't doing anything good just now... But it doesn't matter.

This gentle lady was helping him argue:

"Mr. Police Officer, Mr. Iori has no time to commit crimes! He has been chatting with us before, and he only went to the toilet in the middle..."

"The time is only about five minutes, it's too late."

Mao Lilan dragged her father to testify for others.

But Iori Wuga was actually a little confused - when the girl who called herself Mao Lilan came to him just now, he was very confused because he had never seen her before.

But he soon figured it out: he was a loyal servant of the Ooka family, and he had just returned from Europe for about a month. In order to prove his presence, he had asked his sister to pretend to be him and work for the Ooka family.

This girl may have regarded him as her sister...because they are Luan and Feng twins, and they look almost identical.

However, Iori Muga did not explain this yet - just now he secretly transferred the assets prepared by the Ooka family, and he hid the money in an ulterior place. Now he still has to try to avoid the attention of the police.

Put it on him.

…

The second floor of the venue.

Conan, Hattori Heiji, and...Belmod, who was wearing a fake face, did not forget their duties and began to investigate the case.

Hattori Heiji looked at the floating fishing line on the window sill with a confident smile on his face, "It's just as I expected."

Conan's expression was similar to that of the former, with this frightening light flashing in his eyes, he looked at the depression on the railing, "It seems that's right."

Then, the two young men looked at each other:

"That's all that's missing now."

"Well, you noticed it too, right?"

Belmod looked at the two people expressionlessly.

What did you expect? What did you find? What was missing?

Can you explain it directly?

How come these two guys who are more Riddlers than Gin haven’t been beaten to death yet!

The Riddler will die for me!

Belmode roared crazily in his heart.

Caught off guard, both Conan and Hattori Heiji suddenly looked at her, "Mr. Akai, you also noticed it, right?"

"...Huh?" Belmode didn't expect that the fire could burn him, so he controlled his expression and pretended to be calm, "Ah, of course..."

"Then it will be easier to handle now!"

Hattori Heiji grinned with big white teeth, which contrasted sharply with his skin color.

"Now that a case has occurred, those people will definitely not act." Conan said immediately, and then he and Hattori Heiji pulled Belmod aside.

Belmod blinked her eyes, feeling a little nervous inside - she actually didn't expect how this case could be solved at all, how to deal with it?

Just when Belmod was debating whether she should make up the numbers, she realized that she didn't seem to need to make up the numbers.

because……

After the two young men in front of her pulled her into the corner, one raised his anesthesia watch and the other raised his kendo wooden sword, staring at her eagerly.

Belmod: "..." Good guy, when was she exposed?

"You guys really don't understand Mr. Akai's behavior at all." Conan's voice was cold, and all the harmlessness on his face faded away, "We just saw it, you didn't bring any firearms with you... Although

I don’t know why you climbed in through the window, but you have no way to escape now! Just let’s catch you—Belmod!”

Hattori Heiji even waved his wooden sword twice with great power.

It's very simple to say why they found something was wrong - first of all, 'Akai Shuichi' in Conan's impression was always so upright, he could go through the front door and never climb through the windows; secondly, when Akai Shuichi usually met Conan,

I never leave my mobile phone, even if there is no message or call, I will take it out from time to time, but tonight 'Akai Shuichi' never took out his mobile phone...

Also, after Conan’s careful observation, he discovered:

No matter what action "Akai Shuichi" does today, he always uses his right hand!

Although Belmode intentionally controls his dominant hand,... getting used to it, especially for left-handers, is still a bit difficult to imitate. Some subtle movements may reveal the fact that he is actually right-handed.

Hattori Heiji's face was full of excitement.

His information has been synchronized with Conan's, and now he really wants to fight with this Belmod!

Belmode looked at Conan quietly for three seconds and then suddenly smiled.

"As expected of you, cool-guy?"

When Shuichi Akai used his voice in front of him, he felt nothing, but both of them couldn't help but get goosebumps.

besides……

Cool-guy?

Isn't that what Teacher Judy calls him?

Belmode didn't pay attention to Conan's little surprise, because she didn't know what exactly Xiao Kubao was surprised about. She just took off the fake face under the gaze of the two people, revealing her real makeup, "How did you find out...

Ah, forget it, I won’t ask anymore.”

She noticed that as soon as she asked the question, Conan's eyes lit up with lightning like LED lights, and she decisively stopped the question.

"...?"

This time it was Conan's turn to have a question mark on his face - this script is wrong!

Shouldn't it be that you raise questions and then he solves them? Why wasn't he given a chance to perform this time?

"What's wrong, devil-girl, have you given up struggling?" Hattori Heiji stepped forward and became angry at this time, his eyes burning, "What is the purpose of your organization this time? I advise you to tell the truth!"

Belmode raised his eyebrows and said, "Ah, boy, do you think you've got me?"

She put her hand into her clothes with a playful expression, and under the stiff gazes of Conan and Hattori Heiji, she took out a small pocket pistol from her chest...

Conan: "..."

No, no, this is unscientific! How could a pistol be crammed into the place when it was so flat just now?

Hattori Heiji: "..."

I hope the amulet He Ye gave him can protect him from bullets.

"However, it's not like I can't say it." After appreciating their expressions, Belmod suddenly felt satisfied and said, "I actually came here..."

Traveling~"

Conan/Heiji: "..." Do you think we believe it?

Belmod laughed lightly, "What I said is true. It's up to you to believe it or not."

She had always been the one who felt embarrassed in front of Gin, and today it was finally her turn to let others feel embarrassed. It was really...so cool!

Naturally, Conan and Hattori Heiji would not believe her lies.

Even if what she said is true.

"Auntie, don't think that we are really afraid of your organization!" Hattori Heiji seemed to understand the truth of being too scared to be stunned, and being stunned to death.

It's just that the ruthless attitude he tried to put on was like a little black dog grinning at people in Bermod's eyes, and she didn't think it was threatening.

"Oh?" Belmod decided to respond to Hattori Heiji's attitude, curled up his lips, loaded the gun openly, and pointed the gun at the two teenagers, "Really? Not afraid at all?"

Speaking of which...did this guy call her aunt just now?

It's really not polite at all!

"..."

Feeling that his life was threatened, Hattori Heiji froze in his movements, and his drooping hands kept making gestures behind his head:

Kudo, what are you doing! Hurry up and give this woman an anesthesia injection!

"..."

Conan looked at that gesture and wanted to say something right now - if you want me to get an injection, don't stand right in front of me!!

But he couldn't say it because he was afraid it would alert the enemy.

"..."

Belmod watched as his little cool boy carefully moved half a block away from behind the dark-skinned boy, and he silently moved a step so that Conan's body was blocked again.

Although she looks evil now, in fact, Belmode is also a little panicked: who is she, where is she, what should she do... Gin's little girl only asked her to come over dressed as Shuichi Akai, without telling her that she was exposed.

What should we do...

For example, should she maintain her identity as an organization, or can she expose the fact that he has joined the Five-Star Group?

Bald head.

The police controlled everyone in the lobby on the first floor. The second floor was empty. Three people faced off under the light. The atmosphere was a little tense for a while.

Conan and the others were wary of Belmod, but they didn't know that Belmod also had a headache now.

Finally, when Hattori Heiji was about to carry the bamboo sword up, a voice appeared and prevented the "cup" from happening——

"Ah! I've been looking for you for a long time... Hey, little Conan! Why haven't you solved the case yet?"

(End of chapter)