Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"So you came to the United States because of a commission?"

After listening to Kogoro Mouri's story, Nobunaga felt a little strange, "There are so many private detectives in the United States, why did Mr. Rick travel all the way to a Japanese detective?"

"Maybe it's because I'm quite famous." Kogoro Mouri said boldly.

"Asano-san, are you suspicious..."

Nobunaga shook his head gently, but did not tell Conan his doubts. But what a smart person Conan is, he doesn't need to say more, Conan, who knows most of the truth from his father, has already guessed it.

"But why did they attack the tense group?" Conan changed the subject, "The two bombings that happened today were all aimed at you, right?"

"This is not necessarily the case. Many of the guests attending the conference are elites from all walks of life, and even politicians. Maybe Tense is the innocent victim."

Conan glanced at Nobunaga and said angrily, "What about the bombing of the Tense Building in New York?

It can't be a mistake this time, can it?

"Who knows?" Shinfan expressed his perfunctory and sophistry attitude to the extreme. "Now is a critical moment for the general election, and tense is also a big taxpayer. Any disturbance may affect the situation of the general election."

Conan: "…"

"Ah, Mr. Rick sent over the list of suspects." Kogoro Mouri didn't care about the conversation between Asano Nobunaga and Conan, he only cared about his commission and the small money.

"So fast?"

"It appears that Mr. Rick is not as completely unsuspecting as he claims to be."

However, when Kogoro Mori opened the email attachment, he regretted it.

"Did Rick Hawkins copy his family's genealogy?" Kogoro Mori was stunned.

"No..." Mao Lilan was shocked, "There are not so many people on the family tree."

It was indeed a list, and even for the convenience of Kogoro Maori's investigation, some of them even indicated their identities and addresses in their remarks. However, this list is so long that when Kogoro Mouri opens it, his phone freezes.

"Too, too scary... When will this be found out?"

Nobunaga glanced at the time and said to Mouri Kogoro: "You can investigate slowly, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Go, let's go." Mouri Kogoro didn't expect Asano Nobunaga to help, after all, they are no longer a cooperative relationship.

However, before leaving, Shinfan still handed a business card to the uncle: "A friend of mine has some connections in the United States. You can ask him for help if you need it."

Mouri Kogoro was not polite to him and accepted the business card generously.

Mao Lilan sighed: "Mr. Asano is really busy right now, it's very difficult to meet him."

"Don't talk about him, aren't we busy?" Kogoro Mori looked at the list and had a headache. "Investigate one by one. The first person seems to be Rick Hawkins' original partner."

"Oops!" Conan pretended to suddenly remember, "I left my glasses in the room, I have to go back and get them!"

"Hey, wait!"

Conan ignored Maurilan's call and ran out in a hurry.

Mao Lilan said he was stunned: "Aren't the glasses on his nose?"

After using lame excuses to perfunctory, Conan left the restaurant and caught up with Asano Nobuyuki who hadn't gone far.

"Asano-san!"

Seeing him, Nobunaga frowned involuntarily.

"President?"

Xinfan waved his hand, signaling the secretary to back away.

"Yes."

The secretaries and bodyguards retreated a long distance according to their words, leaving the space for conversation to Asano Nobunaga.

In the eyes of these ordinary employees, President Asano is absolutely unequivocal in the group.

In fact, this is indeed the case. That person basically doesn't care, and Rum gives Mezcal a high degree of freedom. Now Nobuhan can basically run amuck in the organization—as long as he doesn't touch the bottom line of that person and Rum.

Because of the possibility that the partition wall has ears, Conan did not say it too clearly: "My uncle and I want to go to Broadway tomorrow night to watch a musical, Asano brother, do you want to come with us?"

"I am very busy."

"But I heard that tomorrow night's musical will gather many well-known artists. I'm afraid it's hard to see it again if I miss this one. If it's a tense, it should be easy to get tickets, right?"

"Which one are you talking about?" Nobunaga asked, "Maybe the organizer was originally tense."

Conan took out his mobile phone and showed Asano Nobuyuki what was on the screen: "This is what I saw on TV."

"This theater is not tense's business, but..." Nobunaga looked to the side, always paying attention to his secretary, and the secretary immediately came over, "Buy three box tickets for the musical at nine o'clock tomorrow night. Tickets will be delivered directly..."

"1703, we live in 1703!" Conan replied.

"Yes."

Their conversation was short, and after confirming the ticket purchases, Nobunaga bid farewell to Conan and resumed his work.

Conan stayed where he was, staring at the ever-changing numbers of the elevator with deep eyes.

Mr. Asano's situation does not seem to be so glamorous on the surface. And he also confirmed one thing, the organization really wants to use these recent cases to do something.

…

Quantico, Virginia, United States

This is a small town located on the Potomac River with less than 500 permanent residents, beautiful scenery and beautiful environment.

However, it is also the location of the US Marine Corps Base, Marine Corps University, FBI Academy, FBI Laboratory and other military and government offices.

fbi national academy —

James Black left the gate, surrounded by several FBI agents.

Next to him was an acquaintance, Arianne Swan.

"How is it?" James asked Swan with a smile, "Are there any students you like?"

Ariane frowned: "They are all excellent, but the really powerful agents are not selected from the school, but are honed after years of practical work."

"You're right, but they need to learn here for a while before they get to the real spy missions."

Five months, that's the distance between an average American citizen and an FBI agent. It's just like Arianne Swan said, being an agent is only the first step.

Ariane looked at James and wondered: "Why did you bring me here? Since I have resigned from the fbi, I will not come back."

"Don't be nervous, of course I know what you think, but the road to revenge is not yours alone, you need help."

"Only those budding students?"

Maybe Ariane is younger than those students, but his ability is definitely above them, not to mention that it is absolutely stupid to play with the organization to suppress the number of people.

James said slowly: "This group of students will graduate soon, and they will all be the backbone of the fbi in the future. Let them assist you, but also to cultivate talents for the fbi. This is a win-win situation, so you don't have to have psychological pressure."

Ariane sneered: "What psychological pressure do I have? It's you, don't blame me if they die because they are too rubbish!"

"Of course, agents are inherently dangerous professions, and they learn how to sacrifice as early as the first lesson."

There was a faint smile in James Black's eyes, but Arianne felt cold all over looking at it.

He was an FBI agent, and of course he was mentally prepared for these things, but how could James Black say such things so coldly? Those newcomers who are fledgling are also living people. Being conscious does not mean that leaders can ignore their lives in vain!

"Mr. Black!" A middle-aged man with a western face suddenly stopped him. It seemed that he was also an FBI.

"Mr. Angus." James seemed to know the man and greeted him.

The man known as Angus took a few steps closer and whispered a few words in James' ear.

James' expression suddenly became serious: "I know, I will deal with it."

After the man left, Ariane asked his doubts: "What's wrong?"

"The Tense Group building in New York was bombed, and Washington handed over the case to me." James said calmly, "I may have to go to New York temporarily."

"Then what about the students you sent me?"

"You should be able to handle it alone, okay?"

"Of course. But..."

"Then no problem. According to our intelligence, Mezcal is now in Washington. You should already have an idea on how to achieve your goal. Don't worry, although you have resigned from the fbi, the fbi will still Support you."

Arianne Swan bowed his head slightly: "Why are you helping me? It shouldn't be the FBI's decision to target Mezcal, right?"

Especially Judy, who knows Mezcal's identity, she will definitely try to prevent the FBI from attacking Mezcal. Ariane was utterly bewildered by James Black's steadfastness on his side in this situation.

"I said it." James laughed. "The FBI will make the villains get what they deserve."

This is really a high-sounding statement, so that Ariane has absolutely no need to continue to ask.

But... he must avenge his sister's revenge.

The sister who grew up with each other since childhood, the best sister in the world died at the hands of Mezcal. If she didn't take revenge, even if she died, Arianne would have no face to face her sister.

…

On the night of the attack on the headquarters of the tense group, Nobunaga gave a high-spirited speech at the press conference.

The purpose of the speech that Rum prepared for him is very clear, that is, to blame the US police for not fulfilling their responsibilities to protect citizens and domestic enterprises, and to be more serious, it is directed at the director of the FBI.

Under the rules, such cross-state violent crime cases are usually referred to the FBI for investigation, but this is not always the case.

When the victim-tense group says they can't trust the FBI, it's time for another agency that can't be ignored to step in.

That agency has a big name—the U.S. Department of Homeland Security.

It didn't take long for Epcot to call after the press conference.

"I listened to your speech, it's really majestic!" Epcot joked, "Even the FBI has been described as useless by you. After all, you are still in the United States, aren't you afraid that the FBI will send agents to assassinate you?"

Xinfan said indifferently: "If they really have that ability, then come on, I'm very welcome."

"As expected of you."

"Epcot." Nobunaga suddenly recalled someone's code name.

"What's wrong?"

"Some things may not be what they seem, you know, right?"

Epcot frowned: "What's the matter with you, why did you suddenly say such a thing?"

"No, it's just a feeling."

Epcot became loyal to Rum because his parents were killed by Dr. Agasa and Yusaku Kudo. But according to the list found by Gin, the truth does not seem to be the case.

Her parents did die seventeen years ago, but the murderer was not necessarily Yusaku Kudo.

Many of the members of the organization who were slain by Rum at the time had their families still organized, and they were all forces that Shinfan was worth fighting for.

Some people who are not too dangerous and willing to become tainted witnesses can also be guaranteed a life after the collapse of the organization. What's more, according to the danger level of Noah's Ark, the world order that is very likely to be in a state of "post-disaster reconstruction", I am afraid there is not enough time to care about it.

Just like the Second World War, except for a few repeat offenders, most war criminals did not end up miserably.

When the unmarried couple, Nobuyoshi Asano and Rokha Yamada were "flirting", Gin, who was far away in Japan, was in a really bad mood.

"Big, big brother." Vodka asked tremblingly, "Isn't our mission accomplished beautifully, why are you..."

"boom-"

The gin smashed the hood of the car next to it in a circle - the burglar alarm had not had time to sound before it was violently damaged by someone.

Vodka: "…"

He'd better say a few words less, the big brother is obviously in a bad mood now.

"Mezcal!" Gin cursed someone through gritted teeth, "He better bless himself to be killed by Rum in America! Otherwise, when he returns to Japan, I will let him know what **** is!"

Vodka disagrees.

Who wouldn't say shit? The eldest brother is provoked by Mezcal every day, but after so long, isn't Mezcal still alive and well, and even became the eldest brother's boss.

But Vodka is still a little confused: "Brother, what did Mezcal do?"

Gin took a deep breath to soothe his irritable mood: "That **** actually wants me to help him get the help of those scumbags!"

"dross?"

"It's the relatives of the members who were persecuted by rum seventeen years ago. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Gin calmed down a little, "Speaking of which, Ireland should have been one of them."

"What does Mezcal want those people to do?"

Gin snorted coldly: "What else can I do? It's nothing more than using these people to deal with Rum."

Yes, that is the purpose of Xinfan.

To make good use of gin, the reason can only be to suppress rum and support the boss. Likewise, these native winery folks won't defect easily. Instead of letting them completely change their camps, it is better to use them to deal with Rum, split the organization, and create conditions for the red side's actions.

Gin's task is to win over these people, and Nobuhan has to choose among them the truly powerful "tainted witnesses".

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