Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 322: Red and Black in the Bureau (VI)
For ordinary people, the high-profile embassy explosion, the kidnapping and killing of American soldiers, and the high-rise sniper incident ended in the blink of an eye.

However, there is still a lot of follow-up work to be done for the police and public security officers who have taken over the investigation of the case.

It was one evening a few days later that Morobushi Kagemitsu met Furuya Rei in a conference room at the Metropolitan Police Department. The latter was startled by the dark circles under his eyes and immediately took a few steps forward to carefully check the face of Koujunran.

"...Hiro, you haven't had a good rest in a few days?" Furi Rei asked suspiciously and handed him the coffee he had just bought.

Zhu Fu Jingguang said thank you and recalled his trip in the past few days: "I haven't been home for the past five days. I could only sleep for 3 hours a day in the past few days. Yesterday was better. I slept for at least 6 hours."

Seeing that Fūya Ling's face was getting darker and darker, Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly interrupted: "It's okay, I was just busy the past few days, and now it's almost finished. And don't blame me for this kind of thing, sometimes you can endure more than me."

Fūya Rei moved his mouth, but was unable to refute for the time being, so he had to quickly get to the point.

"Is what that guy Akai said true?"

……

Hunter and Yoshino died.

They made such a big fuss, but died so quickly and suddenly - so much so that many police officers investigating the case were a little dazed and suspicious when they realized this.

Sometimes it is "easy" for a prisoner to die, as the steps of detention, interrogation, inspection, and trial can all be omitted, and public attention will immediately decline.

Although the confession was found, there are still many questions that remain unanswered, such as why the chess pieces were left behind, what the camel blood painted on them represents, and who notified the reporters to rush to the scene in advance...

But as the US side kept urging them, they had to ignore all of this, quickly draw conclusions and close all cases.

The two police officers vaguely guessed that there was something fishy going on - especially since the former commander suddenly returned to the United States and his successor quickly took over - but due to various concerns, they were unable to stop the case from being closed.

At present, their focus has shifted back to the most important task they had on hand.

"The FBI hasn't confirmed it yet." Zhu Fushi Jingguang said, "But from what I know about Lei... I mean, Akai, he thinks it is very likely, so it is true."

On the day when Yoshino assassinated Waltz again, Keimitsu Morobushi asked Shuichi Akai downstairs.

——"Akai, the person you are tracking down who forged a fake identity for Hunter, is he a member of... the organization?"

People who have been undercover are particularly sensitive to other people's emotions. Before the second meeting, Akai's eyes were really meaningful. If it was an ordinary prisoner, there would be no need for such an attitude. Morobushi Kagemitsu felt that something was wrong on the spot.

Furuya Rei really wanted to complain, "Why do you trust the FBI so much?", but he endured it silently: "What else can you ask?"

"That person is an Asian male, under 30 years old, with no specific photo. He often acts as an intelligence dealer in bars and occasionally sells weapons on the dark web."

Hearing that the other party was an intelligence dealer selling weapons, Furuya Ling frowned and asked, "Do you know his name or code name?"

"William."

Morobushi Kagemitsu said firmly that Akai Shuichi did not hide the news from him.

"There is only one 'William' known so far, and he is used in bars and on the dark web. It is unclear whether it is a code name or his real name."

"He has been missing recently and seems to have gone to another country. Akai said that the man seemed to be of Japanese descent, because he spoke fluent Japanese to Yoshino throughout the conversation, and he also mentioned that his friend was also in Japan. So..."

Furi Rei understood, and then he slowly clenched his fists.

"——So, Akai and the FBI stayed here to track down the organization, right?!"

Now that the two prisoners are dead, theoretically the FBI agents who came to help can go back, leaving only two police liaison officers to be responsible for contact and cleanup.

However, Shuichi Akai and his team insisted on staying behind, saying they wanted to track down other suspects who might be involved in the case. Their identities were already known to the Japanese police, and as long as they didn't cause too much trouble (such as a gunfight in the street), the Japanese officials would turn a blind eye to their investigation.

Morobushi Kagemitsu sighed inwardly as he looked at his childhood friend who tended to forget his duties when Rai/Akai was mentioned.

"Zero, we need his strength."

This time, Rei Furuya did not refute.

Zhu Fujing looked at the information on the desk, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Yoshino's way of death - bitten by a poisonous snake and suddenly died - was exactly the same as that of Kotomine Jyona and Teraoka Katsutoshi who died in the interrogation room of the Metropolitan Police Department three years ago.

In this series of cases, could there be an organization secretly involved and doing something to add fuel to the flames?
No matter what, they now have a breakthrough. This intelligence dealer named "William" may have the information they want to know...

……

"Ah!"

In the "Starlight Garden" bar very close to the East Metro Tower, Pear Brandy (William), who was wiping wine glasses and preparing for the evening opening, suddenly sneezed.

Gin, who was sitting in front of him, looked at him with disgust, and just as his hand was about to touch the wine glass, he retracted it as if he had been electrocuted.

"...You don't have to be so disgusted, right?" William noticed his movements, "I just sneezed, it's not like I have any infectious disease."

Hearing his annoying Kansai accent, Gin remained silent. In fact, he was very annoyed.

—Mark Spencer is dead.

This is one of the organization's veteran members. He has no code name and has always played an extremely important role in the outside world. He has a good relationship with the Anis family. Only a very few members in the organization are qualified to know his identity.

He died a few days ago, on the day he returned to the United States, and there was no news report on this. If it weren't for the military and other members of the organization lurking, the organization would not even have received the news in the first place.

How did that old guy die?

Could it be that the army was almost exposed for conducting human experiments on the battlefield and was secretly dealt with by the upper echelons?

This speculation is the most likely, after all, killing a senior official and completely suppressing public opinion is something that only the country itself can do. Criminal organizations do not have this kind of power.

However, the incident happened in the United States, so it is possible that...

A guess that was unlikely but not impossible emerged in Gin's mind. He impatiently put out the cigarette that was about to burn out and threw the butt into the wine glass in front of him.

Besides this, there was another thing that bothered him.

——Kil, who was detained for a period of time by Osaka police not long ago, was questioned by Tokyo police again a few days ago.

……

"Hey!"

William shouted, and hastily took the ruined glass of gin aside.

There was a lot of cigarette ash floating on the orange-yellow liquor. He complained, "This is your signature liquor after all. Do you want to waste it like this?"

Gin glanced at William, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him, or maybe he had almost finished explaining everything this time, so he got up and left the bar.

William watched him leave, and at that moment, he felt his cell phone vibrate suddenly.

【What does Gin ask you to do this time? 】

It was an email from Anis. He rarely attached wine code names when sending emails, and William had long been used to it.

[He asked me to mobilize the intelligence network in the United States to see if Pisco had any tricks.]

Rum wanted to get information about the United States, so Pisco often dealt with some FBI officials, sometimes too closely. Gin was suspicious of this and asked him to check it out.

William looked at the glass of wine in his hand that had not been cleared yet, and then looked at the bottle of gin that had just been opened with the words "Zuidam Rogge" written on the package, and couldn't help but add what the human-shaped gin had done.

[Also, I treated him to gin as you asked, but he deliberately put cigarettes in the wine.]

The other party replied quickly: [Roger means rye in Dutch. I found a Dutch national wine with a lot of rye ingredients and offered it to him, but he didn't appreciate it. It seems that I can only offer him rat wine next time. He only likes that. ]

William: “…………”

For his own safety, he quietly kicked both wines out of his purchasing list.

Anis seemed to be asking casually, and after getting the answer, he stopped talking. William put his phone back in his pocket, poured out the contaminated wine, and began to wash the glasses conscientiously like a real bartender.

As he was washing, he recalled two photos he saw on the news a few days ago.

In fact, he knew those two people.

His position in the organization is an intelligence officer, but he not only provides intelligence to the organization, but also often sells various intelligence - which will not be detrimental to the organization - to other people in need.

After a transaction with an arms boss, he got a large batch of goods. The boss's Asian bodyguard named Yoshino seemed to remember him. One day at the beginning of the year, he came to him alone and said he wanted to buy some intelligence.

When William first heard about Yoshino's mention of human experiments and researchers, he almost thought that some of the organization's actions had been discovered and considered silencing them;

But when Yoshino said it was an official action and those researchers had nothing to do with the organization, his heart sank again.

The United States has a lot of official human experiment records, and the CIA's MKUltra program data alone is enough to kill someone. He directly gave the relevant information to the other party.

This was a trivial matter at the time, and he did not inform the organization at all. He just mentioned it casually when he was drinking with Anis.

However, he did not expect that Yoshino, who bought the intelligence at that time, and the tainted hero would cause such a series of events in Japan. That would be fine, but the key point is that the commander on the battlefield at that time died not long ago.

William panicked when he first heard the news. He thought he was in big trouble, and quickly sent a message for help to the only person he trusted in the organization - the person who brought him into the organization.

Anis, who was not in Tokyo at the time, comforted him:
[It's not a big deal. Remember not to tell other people in the organization. After all, this involves a senior military official, and it's easy to get into trouble... Have you cleaned up all the traces from that time? ]

William put down his glass and thought uncertainly.

It should be... cleaned up, right?

(End of this chapter)