Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 62 Malt Whiskey

"It's a great place to hide. But if you're found, unless you can turn into an Ultraman or something, you'll probably be shot dead."

In the corner, there are many iron barrels and containers, which conceal a stable triangle.

When Conan took out the bug and wanted to stick it somewhere, Qinghai Chuantang quickly stopped him.

"Are you like this, do you want other people related to you to be in danger?"

Conan paused.

What the other party said is indeed reasonable.

And it's not the first time he has fought against Gin, if found, it's easy to think of him.
At that time, all the people related to him are likely to be retaliated by the organization.

Such an accident had already happened before, and if he hadn't stopped it in time, Uncle Maori might have done it!

dead.

This word made his body stiff.

"It's clear that the black organization is right in front of us, and there may be some important information. Don't tell me, are you trying to tell me to leave this place alone?"

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head and asked, "Have you had enough?"

"Eh?"

Conan was taken aback, but nodded anyway.

Xiaolan's cooking skills are naturally good, and the food this time seems to be a little more delicious than before, so he couldn't help but eat a few more bowls of dry rice.

"In that case, it's better to hide there. As long as you are quiet and don't make any noise that you shouldn't make, you won't be found."

"What's more, the warehouse is big and empty enough, even if it is so far away, you can still hear what they are saying."

There is an idiom called "waiting for the rabbit".

And what they are doing now is similar to this.

Qinghai Chuantang deliberately took out a roll of tape from his pocket, handed it to the other party, and motioned him to seal his mouth.

The pockets look shallow and seem to hold nothing, why can they always take out so many things?

Could it be that you stole Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket?

but
"This tape, isn't it necessary?"

And he is not such an impulsive person, he will restrain himself.

When Qinghai Chuantang opened his mouth and was about to say something, he suddenly heard a small voice.

She immediately covered Conan's mouth and knelt down, and then made a silent gesture, indicating that someone was coming, and told him not to make a sound.

Because of the familiar footsteps, she easily recognized the person coming.

Gin, Vodka.

Accompanied by the sound of high heels.

Belmode.

But among them, there were three other voices.

Could it be that there were three traitors this time?

Hearing the rustling sound, Qinghai Chuantang guessed that the three of them should be tied to the stone pillar, and then took off their hoods.

"Bourbon, Keel, this is our first official meeting, right? Let me introduce myself, my code name is 'Malt Whiskey'."

"The taste of malt whiskey is sweeter, and I still prefer malt whiskey to the paint flavor of bourbon whiskey."

The voice is very familiar.

"Malt? The new member of the organization?"

Mizuruna looked at him, "If it's just for self-introduction, there's no need to tie us up, right? Is this how you treat your companions? Gin."

She knows very well who among this group of people has the most say.

Gin dropped the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out.

Obviously there is still a lot left.

"Trust is the most fragile thing in this world."

And trust is the easiest thing to break.

The person who was once intimate may secretly stab you in the back while you are not defending in the next second.

Even stabbing once was not enough, and I wanted to stab a second time, which is called "both ribs and knives".

"So? Is this suspicion that we are traitors or undercover agents? If there is no factual evidence, you can just wrong people at will."

Amuro Toru hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by Aoi Akagawa.

He smiled and said, "If there is no evidence, are you invited here to see the scenery?"

"The former rye of the organization is actually an undercover agent sent by the FBI named 'Akai Shuichi'."

"Keir, after you returned to the organization, because you wanted to regain Gin's trust, you called Akai Shuichi and killed him."

"At that time, he was shot in the body and in the head, and finally the body and the vehicle exploded together."

"When I couldn't confirm whether it was him, I found his fingerprints on a mobile phone, so I confirmed his identity, right?"

Aoi Akagawa looked at her and smiled.

"That's right, that's right. So, are you suspecting that Akai Shuichi is not dead? You know, Gin Jiu personally watched at that time."

Mizuruna looked at him and said.

"It is said that 'seeing is believing, hearing is believing'. But who can guarantee that what you see with your eyes will not deceive you?"

"Compared to this, I'm curious. How did you invite him out? But since you can get the assistance of the FBI and stop him from re-entering, I must have given up a lot of effort to regain your trust."

After speaking, he made a silent gesture.

"Don't rush to answer me, you still have a lot of time to think slowly. Then next, it's Bourbon."

Although the other party only said part of it, it was hard not to make people suspect that he already knew the whole truth of the incident.

If Qin Jiu really believed his words, then the two of them would definitely die.

Just as the two were anxious and waiting for what the other party would say, there seemed to be screams from several people outside.

"Brother is bad! I heard that there was a murder nearby, and the police are coming here!"

"What a coincidence."

Aoi Akagawa looked at Gin, "It seems that the only way to bring these two back is to test their loyalty in another way."

Instead of letting those simple-minded guys do the job, let them do it.

Anyway, they are elites sent from everywhere, as the saying goes. Make the best use of everything.

As long as they can catch a trace of risk that will not be exposed, they will do their best.

To hide one's identity well, in order not to contact the people related to oneself. It's like a traveler on the verge of death in the desert who suddenly found an oasis.

When the others left, Aoi Akagawa glanced at the corner, then picked up the cigarette butts on the ground and left.

Seems like a cautious person yet.

After 10 minutes, Qinghai Chuantang finally let go.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Conan immediately ran outside.

Sure enough, he is a child who is easily irritable when he encounters a case.

Qinghai Chuantang sighed and followed slowly.

When Conan arrived, he saw the man who was lying on the ground with a knife stuck in his back suddenly jumped up.

Conan was taken aback, cheating corpse?

Just as he was about to ask something, Qinghai Chuantang followed at some point and handed them dozens of banknotes each.

And smiled and said to them: "It's really hard work for you, the money is used to buy new clothes, and by the way, you guys can go to have a good meal."

"Where is it? If you still have such a good job in the future, remember to call us again. We are all graduates of the Orcas Performing Arts Class, and we are the best at acting."

"sure."

After waving goodbye to Qinghai Chuantang, several people left Wanchai pier in this way.

Conan watched all this dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on here?

"So, what Vodka saw before was actually a drama that you hired as a group performer? Then the news that the police will come is also fabricated?"

Conan quickly calmed down, and after careful thought, he understood something.

"I didn't expect you to stay behind."

For the people in the organization, they are unwilling to entangle with the police.

It is precisely because of this that in the original roller coaster murder case, when faced with Vodka's proposal to use a gun to solve it, Gin chose to refuse, saying that it would easily attract the police.

So he never expected that because of this choice, the police did not find him, but was entangled by someone after he became smaller.

From blond to white.

"In everything, you must learn to leave yourself a way out. This is the creed I gave myself in life."

"The reason why the Black Organization is called the Black Organization is because the members of the organization like to wear black clothes, just like crows."

"Those two guys who were tied up didn't wear black. If you don't arrest them, who will you arrest?"

Qinghai Chuantang rubbed his chin, deliberately pretending to be in deep thought.

"But the one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, I seem to have seen it somewhere, but the light is too dark, I just feel vaguely impressed."

He is the waiter at Poirot's coffee shop.

However, Conan did not say this.

Instead, he asked: "By the way, do you still remember the voice of the man who called himself 'malt whiskey'? Don't you?"

Very similar to the person named "Aoi Akagawa"?
Qinghai Chuantang pondered for a moment.

"It should sound very young, and the voice is pretty good."

So, is your focus wrong?
"But, kid Conan. Those two are definitely undercover agents. After all, who told them not to wear black clothes?"

"If Malt is allowed to continue talking, with Gin's character, he will definitely shoot and kill them directly."

"Although I don't know what happened in it, but this time, it can be regarded as successfully saving their lives."

"If you can get on line with one of them, you may be able to know their next plan of action."

"But it's a risky approach. Both for you and for them."

"What's more, no matter how powerful you are, you are still just a primary school student at present."

"As elites, they would be skeptical if they want to cooperate with an elementary school student, but if it's Kudo Shinichi, it's different."

If it is "Kudo Shinichi", then naturally many people will be involved, and maybe even the people he carefully protects will be involved, so...
"Absolutely not."

Conan's gaze was firm, and he rejected the other party's proposal.

Qinghai Chuantang said with a smile: "In that case, it's up to you."

"Just, if you want to continue as 'Edogawa Conan', I hope you will be more careful."

"After all, as long as you do some random investigation, you can get the truth."

A qualified and excellent actor should be well integrated into a role, play the role well, and do what the role should do.

But alas, he is a detective, not an actor.

so.
There are too many flaws.

　The time when Kudo Shinichi no longer appeared in the newspapers, the time when Mori Kogoro became famous, the blank time in between is the key... And after getting smaller, a person's fingerprints and DNA will not change.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)