Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

It suddenly started to rain heavily outside.

The sports car stopped 600 meters away from the building, just far enough to hear the sound.

It must be said that the signal of the eavesdropping device invented by the doctor is really good, with a wide range. Even across the underground parking lot, the sound below can be clearly heard.

What kind of black technology is it? Or is it black technology?

"The car stopped." Conan said in a deep voice, his heartbeat accelerated because of nervousness and surprise, and he threw a headset to Yuya.

Yuya put on the headset, and a cold voice came from it: "What's wrong, Gil, isn't the appointment time at ten o'clock? You are late."

Yuya and Conan are very familiar with this voice, it is Gin, the model worker of the winery!

"I'm sorry, because I found a strange car following me, just in case, I took a detour." Mizunashi Rena's voice sounded.

Conan was startled, as if he was afraid that the other party would hear him talking, so he lowered his voice very low: "She's not talking about us, is she?"

"No," Youya was not worried at all, "Our distance has always been kept above 600 meters, and we rely entirely on the transmitter to track. We have never appeared in her sight from beginning to end, so she won't point to us."

"Who is that?" Conan asked subconsciously.

Youya couldn't help but look back at Conan. Why did this kid's IQ drop sharply when he encountered the organization's affairs? He could even ask such a simple question.

He was wrong. The reason why Conan was used to discussing with Youya was because the two of them were the most trusted people in each other, and their reasoning abilities were almost the same - Conan thought so himself. He felt that discussing with Youya could prevent him from missing any information.

In fact, Youya would sometimes subconsciously discuss with Conan.

Yuya reminded, "Besides us, who else in this place cares about the organization?"

Conan immediately responded, "FBI? Teacher Judy?"

Akai Shuichi has left Neon and returned to the United States, and Judy stayed temporarily for treatment because of her injury, and there was no news of her leaving afterwards.

"It should be her." Yuya nodded, touching his chin thoughtfully, "If it is really her, I am very curious, how did the FBI find out that Rena Mizunashi is a member of the organization?"

Conan also said he didn't know.

On the other side, Gin and Gil continued their conversation.

"It shouldn't be a problem, right?" Gin still spoke in a cold and ruthless tone.

"Of course, I just worry too much." Gil smiled faintly, raised his head slightly and looked into the Porsche, vaguely seeing the black holster, "So can you put away the Beretta that was facing me at the door?"

"If you shoot me because of strange doubts, no one will help you kill DJ."

DJ? Who is that? Conan was confused.

Yuya knew that Yasuki Domon was a man with a strong sense of justice. He had made many speeches against violent crimes and recently participated in the House of Representatives election.

This person has a high support rate among the people and is called the best candidate for the future prime minister.

Of course, there are people who support him, and there are naturally people who regard him as a thorn in their eyes.

If such a person succeeds in the election, it will inevitably hinder the actions of the Black Organization in the political arena, because Gin and others have received a mission to assassinate him.

Gin sneered: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, we have spies within 500 meters of this area. Once a suspicious vehicle approaches, we can find it immediately."

Putting away the Beretta, flicking the ash off his cigarette, he said coldly: "Let's confirm the action one last time. Repeat the content of the action again."

Kil looked ahead and said slowly: "The time is 13 o'clock, the location is ADP, and I will lead him to the designated location as the interviewer."

At this time, another car drove over. Chianti supported the car window with one hand and said in a frivolous voice: "That's right, I'm waiting for you, Kiel, you must let the prey enter the center of my telescope."

"Ah, Chianti," Kiel looked sideways and showed a standard villain smile, "Even Cohen is here, it's really reassuring."

Conan was sweating profusely when he heard the voice in the loudspeaker. If Gin is here, then Vodka must be here too. Together with Kiel, Chianti, and Cohen, the organization actually dispatched five members with code names this time?

Who is that DJ, and why do they value him so much?

Kil laid on the steering wheel with a relaxed look on his face and said, "It's up to you. Although our achievements cannot be made public, our failures will be widely known in an instant."

"Hmph," Gin snorted coldly, "regardless of whether it is a failure or a success, ordinary people can't know... This is what the organization does."

KilLooking at Gin, he agreed: "Ah, that's true."

"Okay, it's almost time," suddenly, a somewhat sweet and gentle voice sounded, "Hurry up and get ready. I hope you can do things well and don't let me appear."

Conan's face changed suddenly. This voice was Vermouth?

Gin, Vodka, and Vermouth all returned to Neon? When was it?

Conan couldn't help but clench his fists. How many people have been killed by them during this period of time that they didn't know?

Hearing Vermouth's voice, Yu also showed a thoughtful expression.

He suddenly remembered that after the "Cocoon" incident, Thomas Sindorah's whereabouts were unknown and he has not been found until now.

A living person can't disappear from this world for no reason, so, is this also their arm?

These three people have returned to Neon at that time?

Chianti heard Vermouth's voice, suddenly got out of the car excitedly, ran to the back seat of the Porsche and knocked hard on the window: "Why is this woman here too? She took Calvados out to perform a private mission without permission, and the operation failed, and she watched him being killed by Akai Shuichi!"

"Such a woman wants to join the plan, I..."

"Go back to the car, Chianti." Gin said coldly, "Vermouth is here just in case."

"But!" Chianti looked at Gin with dissatisfaction.

Gin tilted his head slightly, looked at him with extremely cold eyes and said: "This is also what that adult meant."

Chianti was speechless for a moment. In the organization's rules, the adult's orders are everything, and even Gin cannot disobey.

He had to sigh and return to the car in a sullen mood.

Vermouth lit a cigarette, exhaled elegantly and said: "However, the assassination site was chosen at ADP. It is really a veritable hunting ground, isn't it?"

Vodka asked in confusion: "What do you mean by this?"

Vermouth smiled contemptuously: "You should at least study the history of that place, Vodka?"

Vodka groaned, and Vermouth called out his code name, which made him feel a chill on his back. He turned his head and stopped talking.

Gin showed a little impatience. This annoying woman was teasing his little brother again. He raised his eyes and looked outside through the underground garage: "These are not important. The problem is that the rain outside may affect our actions."

Vermouth said in a relaxed tone: "No problem, according to the weather forecast, this rain will not last too long, and it will clear up before noon."

"Sizzle!"

"Damn it!" Conan looked up.

Having been concentrating on listening to the conversation between Gin and others, he did not notice that the heavy rain outside had affected the signal of the eavesdropping device.

Conan stood up and grabbed the back of the chair and asked Miyano Shiho: "Miyano, who is the DJ? And where is ADP?"

"Huh?" Miyano Shiho looked confused.