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

Chapter 583
As a teammate of more than ten years, Anderberger has long been used to Angostella's irritability from time to time.

Anderberg raised his free hand unconsciously, but just caught the needle barrel thrown by the other party accurately, and raised his eyes and said, "You didn't say just now that you only need to write four notes."

He wrote every option according to the number of people, for the sake of fairness and justice.

"Obviously you can't figure it out yourself!" Angostella snorted angrily, then turned her head to look at the only person sitting on the chair, "Okay, beauty, death is imminent, do you have any last words? Say? If you have something, hurry up, I can't guarantee how much time you have in the future. "

As Angostella's voice fell, the members of the organization who had been whispering before stopped communicating at once. people.

——Using 'sitting' to describe it may not be appropriate.

More precisely, people are 'locked' to the chair by several hemp ropes and iron chains.

What's more, even the chairs are fixed by various chains, and it is absolutely impossible for normal people to break free.

Facing Angostella's words, the blond woman bound to the chair ignored her, lowered her head, and said nothing...

"Hey! FBI, Lord Angostella is talking to you."

Alexis stood behind her, pointed the pistol in her hand at the back of the opponent's head, and poked forward, with a slightly impatient face, "Judy Stein, I advise you to be honest and tell you The FBI’s intelligence sources also have the whereabouts of our companions, so we can save ourselves from suffering and die more happily.”

"……Ah."

The female FBI agent who was tied to the chair, that is, the teacher Judy whom Akai Shuichi and Conan were eager to find, twitched the corners of her mouth mockingly:
"But you have already decided how to die, haven't you? I also advise you... kill me quickly, I won't say anything."

Judy looked very embarrassed at the moment, not to mention her disheveled clothes, her breathing was weak, and there were still many bloodstains and pinholes on her neck.

These traces are all left after being injected with medicine.

In addition, there is a blood hole under Judy's right collarbone. Although the blood flowing out has dried up, judging from the blood stains left on the clothes, the amount of bleeding is not small.

The corners of Alex's eyes twitched, and after a cold snort, he retracted the pistol and twisted his wrist, "You damn duck!"

If it hadn't been for the consideration of the situation on Keir's side, the female FBI would have killed her when she met the female FBI, and she would not have brought her back for interrogation after being seriously injured.

And the opponent actually broke and dislocated his hand after being shot...

"Calm down, Alexa." Angostella walked over and patted Alexa's shoulder, "This woman may be more useful dead than alive... right, Belmode?"

Belmode, who was called upon just walking in from the outside, didn't answer him, and silently moved aside to make room for the person behind her, "I think you should stop thinking about what to do with this woman, right?"

Angostella raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything to consider? Do you have a better way - gin?"

He turned his head to look behind Belmode.

……

Gin didn't know when he changed into jet-black clothes, followed Belmode into the room, and looked around the room.

Angostella was not surprised by the arrival of gin—after all, Belmode also said that he would come more than ten minutes ago.

"What? Can't get in touch with her accomplices?"

Gin looked around, and after seeing the others involuntarily lowered his head, he walked to a sofa and sat down.

The traces of the bomb he detonated here last time have disappeared, and the furniture seems to have been replaced with new ones. It seems that Angostura has plans to use this remote temporary stronghold for a long time.

but……

Gin glanced at Judy who was tied to the chair and was still secretly observing him, and he kept thinking.

On the way here, he has been thinking about how to deal with the other party's problems.

From the point of view of a complete third party, the people on the FBI side were caught by them, and on the organization side, their "powerful man" Kiel was also captured by the FBI with a high probability... To be honest, this is a conflict. To describe the current situation vividly, it is probably two people who slapped each other in the face. What will happen next depends on the strength of the two slaps—that is, how the two sides should deal with the captives. 'The problem.

Needless to say on the organization side, as long as there are no special circumstances, the agent named Judy is basically dead, and the organization thinks that there are very few precedents for keeping the enemy alive;
On the other hand, the FBI is likely to do whatever it takes to extract relevant information from Keir, although there is no clear evidence that Keir was captured by the FBI...

But combined with today's sudden accident, the organization does not need any evidence for this.

"Tch! The method you mentioned is useless at all. Those FBIs are very cunning. Even if they use this woman's mobile phone to dial out, no one will answer." Angostella glanced at the gin, and there was no answer. After discovering something unusual, he continued, "In short, this woman is useless for being alive..."

Gin raised his eyes: "So you want Belmode to disguise?"

Angostella took out a throwing knife with sharp eyes: "What? Do you have a problem?"

"I think you should find out about the FBI. They know Belmode's ability to disguise. Even if Belmode pretends to be this woman, it's useless." Gin turned his eyes to Judy.

The main thing he struggled with was that he had a little impression of Judy himself.

Not only the impression in the original book, but also, because of the balance problem, the five-star team had put Judy in the protection circle... Otherwise, the mirror would not have appeared in front of Belmode to save him.

However, the last incident was planned, this time it was completely unexpected...

How to choose between the two powers, whichever is less harmful, is a philosophical question.

"Whether it is useful or not is up to me! Gin Jiu, don't forget that I am your boss! Watch your wording!"

Angostella didn't care about demonstrating his authority in front of outsiders at all.

However, Gin was deeply speechless about this guy's strange habit. Noticing Judy's strange eyes, he resolutely chose to keep a little image in front of outsiders, and changed the subject: "Then? What's the 'execution' method you chose?"

"Good question!"

With a wave of Angostella's hand, the flying knife was immediately nailed to Anderberg's eyes: "Shooting, burning, waterboarding, and bloodletting...Amb! Have you written it yet?"

(End of this chapter)