Conan's Kingsman

"Holding an inappropriate Halloween party?" In the Maori Detective Agency, Xiaolan and Uncle Maori were sitting at the dining table eating. Xiaolan suddenly mentioned a letter she received today. "Please, are these people mentally ill?

"Isn't Halloween in October?" Uncle Maori said dissatisfiedly while enjoying the food. His famous detective, Kogoro, who was sleeping, didn't want to have any party with these stupid guys.

"So didn't they say it was an inappropriate party from the beginning?" Xiaolan spread her hands, "It's common sense that Halloween is in October." Uncle Maori took a sip of wine and stuffed another dumpling into his mouth, "

What’s written in it?”

Xiaolan put her chopsticks on the table, took out the letter from the cabinet on the side, and started reading with some hesitation. "Incompetent detective Mr. Mouri Kogoro..." After hearing this, Uncle Mouri's forehead said "

A huge cross appeared with a "squeak" sound. "Huh?!"

"Please allow me to invite you to this terrible dinner, which will be a bloody sea party," Xiaolan twitched the corner of her mouth and continued reading, "Of course, whether you are present or not, the poor dead lamb will be

will curse his own fate, and the sinner will also become drunk on the tincture of nin he drank before he died.

.." Xiaolan said while looking at Uncle Maori with worried eyes. Sure enough, Uncle Maori laughed eerily, with a terrifying murderous intent on his face. "Hey hey hey, this is for my famous detective Kogoro Maori.

Provocation!! Who is this guy who can’t figure out the situation?”

"Hmm...vermouth? It seems to be the name of a foreigner." Xiaolan turned the envelope over, and there was a v printed in cursive letters on the sealing pad. It looked like it should be a foreigner. "How about that?

Let me ask the doctor if he knows such a person?" After Xiaolan said that, she walked to the second floor to make a phone call. Uncle Maoli took a sip of wine angrily, his face turned red, but his eyes were filled with tears.

There was a flash of light.

"Eh? A foreigner named Vermouth?" Dr. Ali said doubtfully. He looked at Kaede Hoshino and Conan who were standing aside. Both of them put their index fingers to their mouths and shook their fingers. The doctor immediately understood:

"Sorry, Xiaolan, I don't seem to know such a person. In that case, Brother Maori should go to that party, right?"

"Ah, yes, he is asking Sonoko to put on makeup for him now." Xiaolan turned her head and looked at the two people who were busy, but was startled by Uncle Maori who turned into a hundred-eyed giant. "Make up?" Dr. A Li

He scratched his head and said, "Don't Maori guys never wear makeup?"

"That's right, the sender said he wanted everyone to dress up as monsters and attend the party." Xiaolan replied, then she paused slightly, "I actually want to ask you, has that guy received this letter?"

Do you believe it?" "That guy? Oh, you mean Shinichi?" Dr. Ali was stunned for a moment, then realized and smiled. "Yes, since my father has received it, he should also have it.

It’s only right that you receive this letter.”

"Well, okay, then I'll go check in the mailbox next door later." Dr. Ari agreed wholeheartedly. Anyway, Kudo Shinichi has now turned into a little kid and is following him. It doesn't matter what he says.

After the two chatted for a few words, they hung up the phone and the whole room fell into silence.

"These are not easy to handle." Hoshino Kaede frowned. "Yeah, I didn't expect that guy to send the letter to Uncle Maori. Did he want to get rid of me in this way?" Conan licked his lips.

, "But that guy didn't expect that the most terrifying thing is not me, but you."

"It's no wonder, I haven't met Vermouth very often, and the case of the doctor's father came out, so I came to see Xiao Ai, so she naturally wouldn't be suspicious of me." Hoshino Kaede looked calm, but smiled.

But gradually the words bloomed at the corner of his mouth. "In this case, then I can hide in the dark." "Yes, as long as he does not become suspicious of the elementary school student Hoshino Kaede, then we will have a hidden knife."

"It seems that this guy is really unlucky." Hoshino Kaede smiled silently, "She is much worse than Gin." Conan also relaxed a little, although the organization was still weighing on his heart like a mountain.

But as the ICA Foundation launched an investigation into this organization around the world, and another super expert joined their team, he was much more relaxed than before. "So, what is my plan?"

"Well, you execute your plan, and Katerina and I will adapt accordingly." Hoshino Kaede blinked at Conan, "Can we finally meet another high-level executive of the black organization? Gin and Vodka

I'm tired of seeing those two stinky faces."

"You are really..." Conan didn't know how to describe this man. He could no longer be described as arrogant. It seemed that in his eyes, the organization and gin were just bastards who could be wiped out at any time."

Don't worry, a great man in China once said: Strategically despise the enemy, tactically pay attention to the enemy.

I will not underestimate the enemy." Hoshino Kaede's words were soft, but they revealed unparalleled confidence and determination. No matter in his previous life or in this life, Hoshino Kaede is a person who travels around the world and licks blood at the edge of a knife. He must be prepared to be prepared, even to the point of nervousness.

At this point, the black organization they now know is far from qualified.

"I have been busy for so long, but I have only managed to get some trivial information." Hoshino Kaede recalled the reports that came to him one after another. Although he was dismissive on the surface, he secretly attached great importance to this organization. Just judging from the amount of funds

Judging from the above, this organization has surpassed many well-known terrorist organizations, not to mention their research on software and drugs, which makes them appear mysterious and terrifying. "So this time, do you plan to do something big again?" Conan asked

road.

"No, this time we are pursuing the elite route." Hoshino Kaede snapped his fingers, "The peripheral members know too little, and the top management is a lunatic like Gin, so we have to find a middle-level cadre to operate."

"Are you talking about Vermouth's subordinates?" Conan asked. "Well, at that level, you know some things, but your loyalty is not necessarily as good as those of the higher-ups. They are the best targets." Hoshino Kaede's eyes flashed with coldness.

Mang, "I don't believe this organization can be watertight!"

"You have become serious, Kaede." Conan looked at Hoshino Kaede, who had a calm face but with fire in his eyes, and smiled happily. "Are you the ace executive who has become serious? The black organization really hit the mark this time.

That’s cool.”