Detective Conan: The White Organization

Chapter 129

In the Siberian Plain, in the endless uninhabited land, an old-fashioned Cherokee off-road vehicle speeds along a lonely road.

Xiaolan and Haiyuan sat in the back seat, sleeping soundly with their heads resting on each other. Xiao Yu's car drove smoothly, so that they would not be disturbed from their dreams.

Conan was sitting in the passenger seat, wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, holding up his arms and looking at the uniform white U.S. dollars outside the window, which was quite unique and elegant.

"Hey, Xiao, were you... born here?" Conan couldn't help but ask. Looking at the unchanged scenery outside the window like this, Conan was afraid that he would go crazy.

"Yes, but we have to walk a little further north. The research base is near the Verkhovyansk Mountains. If we walk for another hour or two, we can almost get off the car." Xiao Yu took his hands off the steering wheel and pulled back his long silver hair.

It was gathered behind the head and tied into a ponytail, making it appear extremely capable.

"Hmm..." Conan's eyes blurred for a moment.

He remembered clearly that Xiao Yu said that after fighting out of the base, Xiao Yu walked out of the base on his own feet and traveled all the way through Siberia and the Mongolian grassland to China.

Apart from anything else, just looking at the environment along the way, one can imagine how much hardship it was for Xiao Yu.

However, now that he is embarking on this path again, Conan does not see any discomfort on Xiao Yu's face. It can even be said to be calm, and there is even some expectation in his eyes.

Yes, for Xiao Yu, if he can see his sister again, then the hardships he encountered in the past will not matter.

Thinking of this, Conan suddenly smiled and looked at Xiao Yu and said, "Hey, Xiao, we will always be by your side."

Xiao Yu glanced at Conan in surprise, and said in shock: "Damn it, you are not a gay, right? This makes goosebumps all over your body."

Conan immediately wanted nothing to do with him.

When the car's oil was about to run out, Xiao Yu and the others finally arrived at their destination, a very ordinary town at the foot of the Verkhovyansk Mountains.

The Verkhovyansk Mountains have reached the edge of the Arctic. They are covered with snow all year round, there are no roads in the mountains, and there are almost no human habitations. At the foot of this mountain, there is such a small town, which is indeed a bit unexpected.

Xiao Yu parked the car at the entrance of the town. After everyone got out of the car, they felt the biting cold in the air and couldn't help but shiver.

Haiyuan tightened her long down jacket. She was afraid of the cold. Although she was fully equipped, she still felt uncomfortable under the ice and snow.

"Is it cold? Drink this." Xiao Yu took out a bottle of vodka from his pocket and handed it to Haiyuan.

Haiyuan pursed her lips. She didn't like drinking, no matter what kind of wine it was. On the one hand, she really didn't like drinks. On the other hand, it was because the main member of the black organization was named after drinks.

After Haiyuan came into contact with alcohol, it was easy to think of those guys.

But now, drinking a little wine can really keep you warm, so Haiyuan stopped being pretentious, closed his eyes, and took a sip of vodka.

The spicy and irritating wine burst into Haiyuan's throat, making Haiyuan cough uncontrollably, but the effect was obvious, and soon he felt warm all over his body.

After giving the vodka to Xiaolan and Conan, each of them took a sip, and everyone got ready and entered the town.

"Remember, when you meet someone later, don't talk, just look at my color and act." Xiao Yu said.

Everyone nodded, it was Xiao Yu's home court now, whatever Xiao Yu said, they would do whatever they wanted.

The town is not big, with only a few scattered houses, but the quaint cathedral in the center of the town is quite eye-catching.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a church in such a remote place.

There were almost no people in the town, which made such a small town look even more strange. After walking for a long time, everyone felt a little frightened in their hearts.

Xiao Yu looked calm, he was very familiar with this place.

Finally, an old man with an Asian face appeared in everyone's eyes, which made Conan and the others finally breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not empty here.

After Xiao Yu saw the old man, he sneered, but with a harmless look on his face, he greeted him and said in English: "Hello, old gentleman, we are tourists, we drove here by ourselves."

I was traveling here and got lost, can you tell us where this place is?"

Huiyuan glanced at Xiao Yu in surprise. She just saw a trace of murderous intent flashing through Xiao Yu's eyes, but he also smiled to welcome him. She couldn't help but feel strange.

The old man's eyes were cloudy and showed no trace of emotion. He glanced at everyone, and his eyes stayed on Xiao Yu. He seemed a little confused, but he was relieved in an instant.

The old man said in Russian: "Young people, you are lost a little too far. You are walking north, across the Verkhovyansk Mountains, and you are at the North Pole. It is almost dark now, so you can stay at my house for one night.

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Xiao Yu also immediately switched to Russian and said: "Of course, I am very grateful."

The two communicated in Russian, and the other three were stunned for a while. Haiyuan and Conan understood some Russian, but not much. Xiaolan was completely confused.

Following the old man, he came to a small house on the edge of the town. Conan's keen observation came into play at this time. The house was very tidy and had all kinds of daily necessities. There was even some leftover food in the small kitchen.

It does look like someone is living there.

But Conan touched the table and saw a thin layer of dust on it, which made him wary.

This table is placed in the center of the room. If someone lives here, then this table should be the most frequently used furniture. There is basically no dust. Unless the old man is a very sloppy person, then this

Just two words.

However, it is obvious that this is not the case. Although the clothes on the old man's body are shabby, they are very clean, and the neatness of his face is also normal. Looking at the other furnishings in the house, they are all very neat.

This is a bit contradictory. A person who can maintain the most basic cleanliness has a table that has been used for the longest time and is covered with dust?

Conan believes that Xiao Yu's observation ability is definitely not inferior to his own, and it is impossible not to discover this. However, at the moment, Xiao Yu pretends not to see it, which makes Conan start to guess what Xiao Yu wants to do?

"Come, young man, let's drink a glass of water first. After drinking, you can rest here tonight. I will entertain you well." I don't know if it was an illusion, but Conan felt that when the old man said this, his eyes changed.

A hint of haze flashed through it, making him wary.