Conan's Strongest Uncle

With a smile on Jodie's face, she said in English, "Well, even if you don't want to say it now, you will tell me these mysteries yourself sooner or later when we get you back."

"Guys, come out to work and catch this woman!"

Jodie shouted at the container several times in this empty port, but there was no response.

Jodie's pupils suddenly shrank, and she immediately sensed something was wrong.

Just as he was about to squat down/dodge, Mouri Kogoro's voice came from his earphones: "It's alright, Jodie, I'm here!"

Hearing this, Jodie's face immediately relaxed.

Vermouth chuckled. "Agent Jodie, you don't seem to know."

"As early as an hour ago, I came here and said in your voice, 'The date of the action is wrong, tomorrow is the real time for action!'"

"Which tavern should your companions be drinking soju now, I'm afraid they won't be able to come."

"Actually, I've always known that you are spying on me, but I'll just take the plan and pretend I don't know."

"Thanks to your help, I found out the number of your FBI infiltrated into Japan, the deployment plan and the location where they stayed."

"This time, I can serve you all in one pot."

When Vermouth said this string of words, his voice froze.

Hearing Mouri Kogoro frown slightly, he had a vague suspicion in his heart.

And Jodie's face was full of disbelief, she thought she was very cautious, how could she expose this information.

Vermouth chuckled: "Okay, this is the end of the encounter after 20 years, Calbados, subdue this woman for me, don't kill me, I still have something to ask!"

But after those words were spoken, there was silence now!

Vermouth frowned and said again: "Korn, shoot, what are you waiting for?"

Still no answer, no gunshots!

"Chianti, knock out this woman's pistol!"

Still no one responds!

Jodie, who knew that Mouri Kogoro was present, was not afraid at all. He watched Vermouth shout several names in a row, but there was no reaction at the scene.

She reacted immediately and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that not only my comrades went to drink, but your comrades also went to drink!"

At this time, Vodka's voice sounded: "Vermouth, Korn and Chianti have not answered their walkie-talkies."

"The situation has changed, and a quick decision should be made!" Vermouth ordered immediately.

Vodka rushed out of the container aisle behind and fired directly.

boom!

Boom! !

But there were three gunshots at the scene.

The bullet that Vodka fired at Jodie was intercepted in mid-air by another bullet.

Mouri Kogoro's master-level spear skills that he practiced hard were displayed, and he did not use the spear fighting skills taught by the system.

But the hand speed was extremely fast, and the Boletta 92F pistol quickly shot two bullets.

One hit the bullet fired by Vodka, and the other hit Vodka directly between the eyebrows.

The bullet passed through Vodka's head, and the back of Vodka's head instantly exploded with a bowl-sized wound.

Vodka's pupils are constantly shrinking, such a spear technique is the man, his mouth is slightly open: "Mao... Li..."

Vodka fell to the ground without saying a word, apparently too dead to die!

Mouri Kogoro let out a sigh of relief, threw the Desert Eagle back into the system space, and replaced it with a pistol he bought in reality.

Vodka, who had escaped in front of him twice before, instantly turned into a dead dog.

This feeling is so happy!

Mouri Kogoro didn't even dare to use the spear fighting skills taught by the system, and only dared to use the spear skills that he had practiced hard, so as not to appear biased again, which easily resulted in the result of one-shot death.

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Seeing Vodka lying in a pool of blood, Vermouth's face suddenly turned ugly.

In the dark aisle of the container, a man with a gun in a pure black leather coat, a mask on his face and a cape behind him appeared.

Mouri Kogoro emerged from the shadows, exuding a powerful aura.

The mask on his face had a quirky smile, and his deep eyes looked carefully at Vermouth.

Soon, Mouri Kogoro under the mask frowned, the voice change was cast, and a turbid male voice sounded.

"No, this guy isn't Vermouth, this is the new nurse from the hospital."

A look of panic flashed in the eyes of the woman who was confronting Jodie...

And the gem he wore on his chest flashed a strange red light.

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In a black sedan dozens of miles away from the port, the real Vermouth looks at the black masked man who suddenly appears in the video.

Even watching through the video screen, Vermouth could feel the terrifying aura coming to his face, and his heart palpitated suddenly.

As for the fake Vermouth in the port, it was just that she used the disguise technique to make two layers of disguise masks for her confidants, which were two layers of disguise.

One layer is disguised as himself, and the other layer is disguised as Shinichi Tomoko.

What just happened was Vermouth using the headset to teach her word for word how to respond to Agent Jodie's questioning.

But the pause between the words was caught by Mouri Kogoro.

And that deflated figure obviously doesn't match Vermouth's.

Only then did Mouri Kogoro make sure it wasn't Vermouth.

When Vermouth encountered this situation, he immediately picked up his special mobile phone and called Rum for help.

The goal of this mission is very important, and so many code-named powerhouses are dispatched to ambush. If they are not rescued, the loss will be too heavy.

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In the Dongdu port, behind the new Zhiming vehicle, a burly man rushed over, and the sound of a submachine gun sounded.

Tequila rushed out from behind, the M3 submachine gun in his hand kept 2.4 jets/flare, and the bullets shot in the direction of Jodie.

Mouri Kogoro burst into speed, knocked Jodie down, and then pulled Jodie to the back of the car to hide himself.

As soon as the two came to the back of the car, there was a gap in the trunk.

Looking at each other, Mouri Kogoro saw a familiar figure, and the little devil Conan actually followed Jodie's car to the port.

Conan was about to speak when Mouri Kogoro slashed his neck with a knife without hesitation, knocking Conan unconscious, and then throwing it back into the trunk.

Tequila continued to suppress the fire, while shouting: "Vermouth, no one else has appeared until now, it seems that the bad luck is less, let's retreat!"

And the fake Vermouth couldn't hear Vermouth's instructions, and was a little overwhelmed for a while, lying on the ground to avoid the jet of flames.