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

Chapter 501 The Purpose of Ireland
"Oh... so, you sneaked into the Metropolitan Police Department together with Belmode?"

Gin was sitting in the hall, wearing a tight black windbreaker, with the brim of his hat pressed down extremely low, covering the bangs cut by Belmod, and he spoke to Ireland with a blank expression and no emotion.

Changing the password to stop Belmode's plan is a big failure...

The main reason is that there is such a traitor as Vodka, and Gin can figure out how Belmode got in if he thinks about it for a while... and it is beyond Gin's expectation to bring an Irishman.

"...collegal?"

Ireland, who doesn't know much idioms, was a little dazed, but judging by the expression on Gin's face, he reckoned it wasn't a good word, and the corners of his mouth twitched even more——

How much does Gin dislike Belmode?Also, what exactly did Belmode do to the gin in the room just now?
Up to now, he can still feel full of murderous aura, hey!
It wasn't like this a while ago!

After hesitating for a moment, Ireland tentatively said, "Yes, Belmode and I have successfully sneaked in today, and no one has found out..."

"You wait first."

Gin raised his hand as a signal, and then looked at Belmode who was eating his snacks as it should be, with a black thread: "So, you have tied up the police of the Metropolitan Police Department?"

He didn't care about Belmode for a day, this guy must be too courageous...

"It's 'Vigilante', the head of the first search section." Belmode corrected calmly.

"It's not all the same." Gin didn't have a clear idea of ​​the position of the police. He squinted at Belmode, "Take the lead of the class well, can you respect the police?"

Who told him to respect the police before?

Belmode snorted coldly: "Where did I disrespect?"

Once she didn't kill the policeman, but didn't set fire to the Metropolitan Police Department...how could she be disrespectful?

Gin stared at Belmode for a long time, and finally didn't know what to say.

After a while, he rubbed his forehead, and his tone returned to his normal indifference: "Give me this message from Kiyoshi Matsumoto, where are you hiding him? What is the probability of being discovered?"

"I have already sent it to you by email... He is currently in the depths of the Mihua forest. I have locked him in the former forest management house, and it is unlikely that he will be discovered." Belmode sounded very confident.

however.

Gin just chuckled twice and didn't make a statement.

——Mihua Forest, isn’t that still in Mihua Town?In case a god of death is domineering around there and people are discovered, Belmode has no place to cry.

After complaining in his heart for a while, he turned back to Ireland: "Why did you suddenly think of participating in this mission? As I remember, you seem to have been tracking Chablis's whereabouts."

Since the last operation, Ireland has been assigned to Gin, and is extremely persistent in trying to find the missing Chablis...

Hearing Gin mention this matter, Ireland's face gradually became serious:

"Actually...the reason why I want to lurk into the Metropolitan Police Department is because of this incident."

"……Tell me."

Gin raised his eyebrows, took a sip of hot water from his thermos.

He was a little curious about how Ireland had connected the Chablis incident with the police.

Seeing that Gin didn't seem to be angry because his actions didn't get his permission, Ireland secretly thought that his life was saved, cleared his throat, and solemnly took out a cheat sheet from the inner pocket of his suit... Oh, that's wrong, it's a An information sheet that he sorted out after investigation.

—By the way, Ireland has now taken off the disguise of Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

——According to Belmode, because the weather is relatively hot now, if you leave the room for activities, sweating too much will make the effect of disguise worse and worse, and even easily cause the mask to fall off.

Ireland is not proficient in disguise, Belmode said so, and he tore off the fake face in a good manner.

"According to the information obtained from the investigation in Yokohama, I found that on the day Chablis disappeared after secretly going to Yokohama for investigation, that is, the night we surrounded and suppressed the FBI people in Tokyo, an explosion occurred near the pier in Yokohama." Irish Love The color was a little gloomy, "The source of the intelligence is a low-level member, but I have already found other people to confirm how accurate this matter is."

Gin narrowed his eyes, "Oh? Then... what happens next?"

He already vaguely understood Ireland's thinking in his heart. After all, Gin was considered a half-trader in this matter.

Ireland raised his head, "However, this incident was completely suppressed after it happened. Even the police did not have the details of the bombing."

"In Japan, I can think of only one organization that can completely cover up such a major accident on the bright side..."

"Japanese police."

Ireland unfolded his mind completely in front of the two of them, which attracted Belmode's sideways glance.

When he wanted to continue explaining, Gin took out a strawberry-flavored lollipop and handed it to Ireland: "Eat it?"

Ireland:"……"

After weighing for 0.1 second between accepting and not accepting, he decisively chose the former option.

Gin, on the other hand, waited for him to take away the lollipop before slowly opening his mouth, "So, you are taking this opportunity to find the murderer who killed the traitor, and take this opportunity to find out the reality of the public security forces."

"That's right." Ireland nodded solemnly, "Because judging from the current investigation, the Japanese public security has absolutely a lot to do with Chablis' disappearance."

Qin Jiu showed a little appreciation on his indifferent face: "In this case, let's go... Have you reported it to the boss?"

"It has been reported."

"Oh, that's fine." Gin himself took out a stick and put it in his mouth, "But you remember Ireland, except for the two goals of 'finding criminals' and 'testing the police', try not to cause trouble. "

Ireland continued to nod solemnly, "Don't worry, I have a measure."

He doesn't care about other things right now.

but……

"By the way, Gin, there is one more thing."

Ireland suddenly remembered something, and then said: "The two consultants invited by the Metropolitan Police Department this time don't seem to be very ordinary. One is the white-haired man that Belmode has noticed before, and the other is a private detective... this The person named Mori Kogoro has also appeared in Yokohama before, once on the day when the organization's traitor 'Shirley' escaped from the organization, and another time not long after Chabli disappeared..."

"..."

Gin raised his eyes and glanced at him in silence, then calmly took out a piece of slightly yellowed white paper and glanced at it.

Two... Four... Six...

Well, Shirley has been running away for more than ten years, it's really hard for these people to remember this shit.

In other words, the police actually invited Lie to go over this case?
Gin fell into a brief moment of thought.

Belmode, who was sitting next to the gin, accidentally saw the handwritten date on the paper, and looked at him with strange eyes.

However, Ireland found that gin did not express too much. After pondering for a while, he continued:

"Besides, this Mori Kogoro used to be a policeman. I doubted that he might be the police's eyeliner, but... Judging from the present, the other party's ability seems to be quite average. I need to observe for a while."

Ireland's words made Belmode narrow his eyes slightly.

"Yes, as long as you don't startle the snake."

Gin put his handwritten calendar into his arms, did not express any objection, and turned his legs up, "Let's talk about the business, such as the SD card that contains the organization's information, do you have any clues?"

"...Not yet, the progress of the case has come to a dead end." Ireland shook his head regretfully.

When he thought of the meeting that was like going in circles in the morning, he felt deeply that the police were unreliable.

...But it's hard to say whether the police are unreliable or the criminal is too cunning.

Gin then asked, "What about the relevant information about the case?"

"I have it here." Belmode took out a miniature camera, "All the information is in it... Vodka, take it."

Vodka took the miniature camera silently, walked to his computer without saying a word, and prepared to copy things to the computer.

After all the important things have been said, Ireland will naturally not stay any longer.

After Belmode changed his face again, he left the base in a hurry—there was less than half an hour left before the afternoon meeting.

After that, the hall of the base was completely silent...

a long time.

Gin crushed the candy and looked at Vodka, "Is someone out?"

Vodka turned on the monitor and took a look: "Yes, brother, Ireland has left the base."

"Very good." Gin took off his hat expressionlessly, revealing his no longer smooth and somewhat curly hair, staring at Belmode, "Don't you explain?"

(End of this chapter)