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

Chapter 38 The Snake and the Wolf

9:24 a.m., Tokyo Bay.

A black Rolls-Royce was driving on the Rainbow Bridge from Odaiba to the port area.

Rum, who was wearing a formal suit, was sitting in the back seat, biting a cigar. A special sweet smell that was not found in cigarettes filled the car.

His left eye has no pupil and is a prosthetic eye. His intact right eye looks out at the sea view through the car window.

"Buzz..."

The phone vibrated, and Rum took it out to check the newly received emails.

[The target person has appeared. ——Bourbon]

Seeing the message above, Rum raised his lips and quickly replied.

The passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce was empty, and there was only one driver in the front seat.

The driver was probably in his early twenties, burly, with obvious droopy eyes, light-colored dreadlocks tied back into a handful, and two earrings on his left ear.

He saw Rum's expression in the back seat through the rearview mirror and asked directly: "You seem to be in a good mood. Have you received any good news?"

Rum had long been accustomed to this confidant's talkativeness, and did not think that the other party was deliberately making excuses. He replied casually: "Bourbon has already met the FBI."

Upon hearing this code name, the driver's expression froze, and then he collapsed quickly.

[Be careful when approaching him and don't arouse his suspicion. ——Rum]

After sending the email, Rum raised his head and saw his driver, Bingajiu, who still had a bad face.

If an ordinary subordinate was so happy, his boss might be unhappy about it, but Rum was not so petty.On the contrary, he prefers people who can't hide their emotions, thinking that they are easier to understand and control.

It's not that you can climb up quickly just by being strong enough. Those in power do like their subordinates to be strong and efficient, but at the same time, they will be wary of and suspicious of them.

This is why the simple-minded Binga can become Rum's confidant and can have direct contact, while the more capable Bourbon can currently only communicate by email or phone.

"He's not like you, Binga."

Rum took off the cigar from his mouth and spoke to reassure, "You are also very capable, but sometimes you are too impatient. You are more suitable to be a threatening thug, rather than an intelligence agent who quietly obtains information."

"..."

Bingajiu, who was criticized by the most impatient boss in the organization for being irritable, fell into silence.

Rum saw something was wrong with his expression - this man didn't know how to control his expression at all - and sighed inwardly.

…Furthermore, even as a thug, you can’t beat Bourbon, and you’re even less suitable to go head-to-head with the elite FBI who came from the hostage rescue team and has excellent physical skills...

Out of his boss's consideration for his confidants, and because he didn't want to see the other party kill him, Rum didn't tell the truth and looked up out of the window again.

A high-rise tower apartment building next to the bay passed by, followed by a cluster of low-rise buildings.

Seeing that Rum was silent, Binga naturally remained silent.

He couldn't keep silent about everything like gin or bourbon, but he wasn't a fool and knew when to shut up.

In Binga's silence, Rum thought about Bourbon's mission, and then thought of Goldwasser in the United States, and his originally calm face gradually darkened.

He and Goldwasser had been fighting for more than ten years and had serious personality differences.

He is impatient and eager to achieve what he wants to achieve immediately, while Goldwasser is the complete opposite. He can quietly plan for months or even years to achieve his goals.

Originally, there was only one disgusting guy who liked to stab people in the back. As a result, starting ten years ago, Goldwasser's child, a second-generation member codenamed "Anisette", turned out to be born.

Because they fought fiercely, the gentleman allowed Goldwasser to keep the identity of his child top secret. As a result, Rum, as the second-in-command, only knew the other party's code name, but did not know his name, gender, or age.

However, although he had never met the other party, he learned part of the information from members who had been on business trips to the United States and from Belmode.

Anisette was born prematurely and had congenital defects. Due to physical limitations, she preferred to stay behind the scenes and had a good relationship with Gin.

Unlike Goldwasser who likes to coerce others with things they can't refuse, Anicet is better at provocation and inciting others' negative emotions to achieve his own goals.

Even if there is no conflict, it will create conflicts, making the two parties who could have cooperated become jealous, and make the original enemies completely unyielding - and he is just waiting to reap the benefits from their corpses. "..."

Rum felt his temples jump a few times.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of Anicet. They had no contact with each other in the past ten years. Because of their special status, even if the other party came to Japan, he was not qualified to mobilize him.

Rum took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.

Ever since he was driven back to Japan because of the Haneda Koji case, he has been looking forward to returning to the United States all the time.

I hope Bourbon can bring him good news this time...

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The third floor of Minato Middle School.

The three of them stood at the door of the staff lounge.

Toru Amuro, who had just left the room, listened to the dean of academic affairs introduce himself, and his eyes kept falling on the third person present, Aoyagi Binguang.

He is not afraid of attracting the other person's attention, and observing each other when introducing each other is a perfectly normal behavior.

There is no trace of Asians at all in his appearance, and his Japanese ancestry may only be one quarter, or less;
He is about 2 centimeters taller than me, and his physique must have gone through rigorous training... After all, he is an active member of the FBI Hostage Rescue Team, so he is definitely not weak in physical fitness and force.

It was impossible to determine whether he was carrying weapons, but judging from the fact that he was wearing long pants on such a hot day, and the arrogant style of most American agents who liked to treat Japan as their own, I guess he was.

——Toru Amuro, who appears as a home economics teacher, is thinking about something completely inconsistent with his identity.

In addition to being a home economics teacher at Minato Middle School, Toru Amuro also has two other identities.

One is the public security police officer Jiang Guling; the other is a member of a transnational criminal organization code-named Bourbon.

This time he came because Bourbon received a mission.

Pisco, whose real name is Kenzo Masuyama, is also a member of this huge organization as the chairman of the automobile group and is currently working hard to develop overseas business.

Under Rum's order, Pisco deliberately made friends with FBI officials in order to find out whether there were FBI undercover agents in the organization.Not long ago, one of them told Pisco that the FBI sent people to Japan to investigate some matters and asked him to help prepare an identity.Pisco superficially agreed and then told Rum.

Rum got this first-hand information through Pisco, and turned around and asked Bourbon to investigate.

"Amuro-kun, this is Aoyagi Himitsu-kun from the United States. He is the music teacher of the International Department."

Toru Amuro nodded slightly. He had already memorized the information Rum gave him.

Aoyagi Toshimitsu is not only an FBI, his identity is very troublesome. His uncle is one of the nine justices of the U.S. Supreme Court and has a good relationship with Mark Spencer, the current commander of the Yokosuka base.

Even the impatient Rum specifically reminded that force must not be used unless it was absolutely necessary to avoid high-level investigation.

This task is troublesome, but Toru Amuro is not opposed to it.

A person from the foreign intelligence service came to Japan to work as a teacher for no apparent reason.Even if there is no organizational mission, as a public security policeman, he should try to contact the other party and find out the real purpose of the other party's coming here.

"Hello, I am Qingliu Binguang."

While Toru Amuro was thinking, Aoyagi Binguang was the first to reach out.The information showed that he was left-handed, and it was indeed his left hand that was stretched out now.

Toru Amuro saw the hand stretched out in front of his eyes, turned his eyes, and looked into those eyes again.

At that moment, perhaps because he was facing away from the sun, Aoyagi Binguang's light-colored eyes took on a darker and gloomier brown color.

——Like a wolf, with a sharp edge that makes the hair on your back stand on end.

But in less than a second, after Aoyagi Binguang took a few steps forward to facilitate the handshake, the threatening pressure disappeared, and everything seemed like an illusion.

Amuro smiled and extended her left hand as if nothing had happened.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Toru Amuro, nice to meet you."

The two of them shook hands lightly, and Toru Amuro quickly let go after touching the calluses on his hands from practicing gun training.

(End of this chapter)