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

Chapter 79 New York Incident (Chowder Ready Chapter)

United States, New York Airport.

"I see, Mr. Lin came to the United States to visit relatives."

Kudo Shinichi and Mao Lilan walked together, talking and laughing with the white-haired Retsu next to them.

"Yeah~" Lie chatted with him with a smile, tilted his head and glanced at Tokyo Tenma who was following leisurely behind, and his smile became even stronger, "Speaking of which, are you guys coming to pick me up at the airport?

"

Kudo Shin nodded, "Yeah, but I think she hasn't arrived yet..."

Lie shrugged, smiled and waved: "This...that's such a pity~ We have to separate and see you again when we have a chance!"

"certainly!"

Kudo Shinichi also waved and watched Lie getting into a taxi and leaving the airport.

It's almost six o'clock now (US Daylight Saving Time).

Kudo Shinichi glanced at his watch and fell into thought again.

Seeing his sudden silence, Mao Lilan asked strangely: "Xinyi? What are you thinking about?"

"No, it's nothing." Kudo Shinichi came to his senses and smiled, "I just think Mr. Lin's hair is very special."

"Indeed...it's as white as snow."

Mao Lilan also thought of the white hair on that end, "Has Mr. Lin ever dyed his hair?"

Kudo Shinichi shook his head: "I have observed it, it should be natural."

"Huh? There are still people with white hair in this world." Mao Lilan stared at the direction Lie left.

"Probably not. Although I heard that people from Northern Europe have silver hair and light blond hair, this snow-white color..."

Just as Kudo Shinichi was about to tell his conclusion, a familiar shout came from the distance:

"Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin! Here, here!"

Look back.

A tall and beautiful woman was standing next to a silver-white sports car and waving to them. Even though she was wearing sunglasses, she attracted many people's attention.

"Mom..."

When Kudo Shinichi saw the person, his face was speechless for some reason, "Lan, let's go over."

"Eh? That's Shinichi's mother...she still looks as young as before."

"She would be very happy if you said that to her face..."

——

Where there is light, there is darkness.

The darkness of the day is the shadow, and the darkness of the night is the protagonist.

New York, near the Empire State Building, an underground stronghold of the black organization.

In the darkness, his slender fingers held a match and gently drew it across the sandpaper. When the fire light came on, he lit the cigarette butt.

Slowly smoke swirled around the room.

Ding bell~

The gate of the stronghold was pushed in.

"How are you finding the target?" Hearing the voice, the woman lighting a cigarette lay lazily on the table and turned around, "Bourbon?"

"Very successful."

The latecomer turned on the lights in the room, and his short golden hair shone vividly under the light.

Bourbon took off his peaked cap, his eyes cold: "As you expected, the rampant murderer has attracted the attention of the FBI, and a team has been sent to look for it..."

Speak for a moment.

"And the leader of that team is Shuichi Akai, that one is called..."

"Silver bullet."

The beautiful woman with wavy hair straightened up with a cigarette between her fingers and flicked the ashes, "From what that person said, this person has the same mobility as Gin in just two years, but I think it's a bit alarmist.

"

If you are walking on the street, someone may recognize this woman as Chrissy Wynyard, the daughter of the super popular female star Sharon Wynyard.

Of course, she also has another name - Vermouth.

"Well... I think so too." Bourbon shrugged and checked the time, "I remember you said you had a date with someone tonight? Why don't you just leave the assassination of that man to me?"

As Bourbon finished speaking, a cold murderous intention appeared on his body.

That man...must die!

Belmode looked at him with a half-smile, "Ah, do you hate him so much? I remember you went on several missions with him, didn't you?"

"So what? Traitors should be killed without mercy... shouldn't they?"

Bourbon restrained his smile slightly, showing a harmless expression.

Belmod shrugged: "What you said is correct...but it's a pity. I also want to get my hands on this 'silver bullet', so I'm sorry~"

There was a flash of loss and hatred in Bourbon's eyes, but he concealed it very well, "Ah, it's okay... But I hope you fail, maybe I will have a chance next time."

"...Then, I can only hope that your wish does not come true, otherwise I will be very embarrassed."

Belmode smiled nonchalantly and did not shy away from bourbon. He changed his makeup in front of her and applied a silicone-like mask on his face.

Bourbon waited for a while, then looked down at his watch.

It's half past six in the evening.

When Belmod finished his disguise, Bourbon said a little worriedly: "Are you sure you can do it alone?"

"Aren't you there to support you from the outside?" After putting on the wig, Belmod turned his head faintly and put on a pair of glasses, "Since that person said that Shuichi Akai is particularly sharp, the more people there are, the easier it will be to be discovered.

."

"Well... just assume you are right."

Bourbon chuckled in a low voice, looked at Bermod, and said with a bit of evil in his tone, "I really want to see what other people would do if they knew that Sharon Wynyard and Chrissy Wynyard were the same person.

What kind of expression?"

When Belmode turned around, her appearance was completely different from before - short blond hair above her ears, black-rimmed glasses, and slight wrinkles on her face...

Actress - Sharon Wynyard.

It's him!

"Okay, it's almost time for me to leave... Bourbon, remember to help me find out where that guy is~" After changing his clothes, Belmod's voice became much deeper and more steady.

"...Oh, right."

When he walked to the door, Belmod reminded him again:

"That chess piece is no longer useful...get rid of it to save yourself trouble."

Bourbon nodded and put on a black windbreaker: "I know."

Get rid of useless chess pieces...

This is the consistent style of the organization.

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Also in New York.

Just at one end of Broadway, in an inconspicuous small residential building, a bearded blond man was working hard to conquer a game.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs.

Although the room is small, it is filled with electronic equipment, including seven or eight computers alone.

There is also a mobile phone on the table that is ringing constantly.

A young man sitting in front of the computer glanced at the blond man playing games from time to time, with a helpless expression on his face: "Uncle Tianman...phone."

"I know, I know..." Tianma reluctantly put down the game console and picked up the phone, "Who is it?"

"I'm Lie Oh~ You're America's Tenma, right?"

As soon as Tianman heard the other party announcing his home address, his playful spirit flew away in an instant, and he immediately stood up straight:

"Yes! I am Tianma from Massachusetts! I wonder what your orders are, sir?"

"Ah~ just, can you help me check the whereabouts of 'Sharon Wynyard'? I accidentally lost her~"

The actors are all in place~

ps: Belmode’s Home Page

(End of chapter)