Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 357 The Attacking Bourbon

Night falls.

'jingle jingle~'

'jingle jingle~'

'Jingle Bell……'

Dr. Ali's house was empty, only the landline in the hall was protesting.

After it rang for about half a minute, Hui Yuanai dragged his tired body out of the bedroom, still in pajamas, hugged a bear pillow, and walked to the side of the landline while coughing.

"Hello, cough cough... this is Ali's house..."

Hui Yuanai's voice was still hoarse, but it was much better than in the morning.

"Ah, it's Xiao Ai... I'm a new doctor. I came to help you see it a few days ago. Do you remember me?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was gentle.

Hui Yuanai's eyes flickered after hearing the other party's self-introduction, "Yes, of course I remember, I troubled a new doctor a few days ago...does the doctor do anything?"

"I wanted to ask how your cold is doing. After all, you are my little patient." 'Xinde Zhiming' said with a worried tone, "But I heard your voice, and it is still very hoarse. Is your condition getting worse?"

"Well, a little bit, I felt a little fever when I took my temperature in the morning."

"Have a fever? How is it now? Is there anything else uncomfortable? Do you want me to bring some medicine now?"

"well enough……"

……

New clinic.

Belmode held the phone in one hand, and kneaded it on a ball of plasticine with the other hand, and quickly squeezed out the image of a human face.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, opened and closed her lips, but what she uttered was a gentle male voice:

"Then, it's settled like this. I'll contact the hospital and pick you up later... Dr. A Li, I'll call again."

"Drink more water first and rest well..."

After putting down the phone, Belmode put the 'face' he had just pinched on his head, and there was a wig attached to it.

She pressed the mask on her face, and quickly transformed into another person - Shinde Zhiming.

Then, she picked up the phone and dialed another number:
"Hey, Keel, how are you doing?"

This time, she used her original voice again under the skin of a newly born Zhiming, which was against harmony no matter how you looked at it.

"Everything is going well for the time being... but it seems that some stray fish have mixed in."

Keir's voice was a little noisy, almost covering her own voice, but fortunately, she could still hear it clearly.

"Has it set sail yet? Is there any discrepancy in the guest list?"

"Yes, we have already left the pier, and now we are announcing the rules of the game for this party... I have already got the list, and the names of all the people you sent me are on it."

"Everything is there?"

Belmode froze for a moment, then frowned, "Are you sure, Keir?"

There was a little silence on the phone, and there was the sound of Zhiye flipping: "Hey, I'm sure, I have specially marked all the names."

"Including that high school student detective named Kudo Shinichi?"

"Eh? Yes..."

"There were no children present?"

"...No, none of them are under the age of 15, and the youngest are only two 16-year-old girls, and there are no younger ones."

Belmode narrowed his eyes: "Okay, I see, feel free to contact me if you have any special circumstances."

"learn."

Putting down the phone in his hand, Belmode put on a monitor earphone, with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

"Shirley...have you already made it this far?"

……

Yokohama.

In the dark night, several men in black hid in the shadow of the building, peeking at a single-family apartment not far away.

The location of this apartment is right by the sea, but it is next to a sparsely populated path, and there are almost no people coming and going at night like this.

Moreover, compared with the old low-rise houses around, this apartment with more than five floors stood out from the crowd. There were only three or two households with lights on in the apartment, and they were not adjacent to each other.

But even so, it is enough to make this apartment stand out in the dark like a lighthouse on the sea.

"How about Graff, have you been there yet?"

In the shadows, Chablis looked at the apartment building not far away, scratching impatiently with his fingers on the wall.

"Oh, of course, the building looks quite tall from here."

Graf's voice came from the mobile phone Chablis was holding in his hand, "I don't think they will have the chance to escape by jumping out of the window."

"Oh~ that's fine."

After Chablis answered with satisfaction, he pinched the other party mercilessly.

Then, he turned his head and looked at another man in a black windbreaker who was similar to himself, and showed a bright smile:

"It seems that the preparations are almost over there, it's your turn to play... Bourbon."

The named Bourbon took two steps out of the shadows, revealing his short blonde hair.

He fixed his eyes on the direction of the apartment building, "Is the sniper already in place?"

"Of course, I've already made arrangements... I've been staying here for a few days." Chablis smiled nonchalantly, "But if you are the vanguard, you shouldn't have any objections, Bourbon?"

"how come."

A cruel smile appeared on Bourbon's face, "I've been waiting for a day for a long time."

Chablis narrowed his eyes slightly, "It seems that you really hate that Shuichi Akai. I heard that you went to America because of him?"

The expression on Bourbon's face faded: "Ah... yes, after all, that guy is a traitor who hasn't even been dealt with by gin."

Still his enemy.

Bourbon never expected that after he was transferred to the Chablis team, he would lose the chance to encircle that man, but he didn't expect that the chance to face Akai Shuichi would fall into his hands after going around such a long circle.

"Ah~ Then you have to be careful. Although we have already figured out the surroundings of the building, we still don't know if there are secret passages in the building." Chablis rubbed his chin, pretending to guess, " If you find no one inside, don’t worry too much, I’ve encountered that kind of mouse that burrowed into the ground and escaped before.”

"The group of FBI?"

"No, it's another group of people."

Bourbon: "..."

Then you say a der!

And the FBI doesn't look like a rat that can burrow... They don't deserve it!
Bourbon's heart was filled with malice for the FBI.

"Then, I'll go first." Bourbon loaded the pistol and installed the silencer before putting it into the large windbreaker pocket.

"Well, go ahead, if you can't handle it, go upstairs." Chablis grinned, "But I think, just two or three people, with you and the firepower of snipers, you should be able to That's the right thing to solve."

"nature."

Bourbon said nothing more.

He walked through the shadows silently, and soon came downstairs to the apartment.

Chablis looked at Bourbon's back, narrowed his eyes, and picked up the phone:
"Bordeaux, pay attention to my position, and shoot when I give the signal."

"Ah, of course, if the position is not good, you don't have to care about my life... as long as I can beat people to death."

(End of this chapter)