Conan: I am definitely not a kid

Chapter 109 Booking Completion KPI
  Although the transportation volume of medical equipment smuggling is small, the organization is very wealthy and the rewards given are very sincere. Wujihui naturally attaches great importance to it. The cadre sent to discuss the business is the old man who was in charge of the freighter smuggling business before.

The cadre remembered that this was not the first time this group of people had come to Wuji to discuss similar business. Although the people coming here are different every time, there are not many cases of medical equipment smuggling in Tokyo, so he was very impressed.

When Wujihui was still the number one underworld, it had rejected the cooperation proposed by the black organization several times - of course, Wujihui did not know that the other party was the mysterious transnational criminal organization, but just out of caution, There is no rush to enter the medical field with no experience.

But at that time, the freighter smuggling business in ports near Tokyo was completely monopolized by the Yayoshikai. This kind of high-precision equipment could not be transported by small fishing boats like drugs. Between changing to other smuggling ports farther away and overthrowing the Yayoshikai, Mori Yuro resolutely chose the latter.

Nowadays, Wujihui's situation is different from what it used to be. It doesn't have the capital to be picky about the customers who come to its door, so it has to start thinking about the business provided by the organization again.

The cadre of the Wujihui clasped his hands, knocked on the back of his hand and questioned: "The people from the Dao Expo were arrested a few days ago because of your goods, right?"

Vodka pushed the blame very smoothly: "That is a conflict between them and the Island Expo. It has nothing to do with our machines. The customs clearance documents have been signed long ago."

What he said was not guilty at all. After all, the target of the Metropolitan Police Department was Mori Yura, a member of the organization, and it had little to do with what the organization was doing.

Vodka opened the briefcase and took out a document: "We promise that the same problem will not happen this time. As a sign of sincerity, we can pay first and then ship the goods."

As long as the Metropolitan Police Department has a sound mind, it will not get involved in the same mission again.

Besides, those undercover agents were still locked in the organization's interrogation room, and no one was there to inform them.

The cadre of Wujihui read the conditions given in the document and felt that it was very generous. Even if something happened, he would not be in too much of a loss. He looked at the deputy next to him, nodded slightly, and asked Vodka: "What are you preparing? When do you want this batch of goods?"
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  After Vodka and Yakichi finished their business talks, they returned to Gin's safe house and found, as expected, that Moriyuro was still staying with his elder brother and had not left.

Not only did he not leave, Mori Yura was lying on the sofa in despair, looking like he would lie down until the end of time and refused to get up.

Vodka handed the document to his eldest brother without Gin raising his eyelids, obviously not wanting to read more.

So Vodka turned around and gave the document to Moriyuro. Moriyuro struggled to raise his hand to take it, glanced at it, and threw it aside.

Vodka didn't know why, so Moriyuro specifically asked Gin for help to get this deal done, and Gin specifically asked him to do it while avoiding Rum. He thought this hard work was somewhat important.

Moriyuro explained to the confused Vodka: "This is originally to complete the tasks assigned by the organization. It is used to stop Rum's mouth. It only needs to set up a smuggling line. The rest is not important."

She spoke weakly, as if she had suffered some kind of torture in the few short hours she went out for Vodka.

Before Vodka could express his doubts, Gin lit another cigarette, put away the lighter with a click, and said coldly: "Continue."

"I really can't remember." Mori Yuro almost groaned when he heard these two words, so he had no choice but to say, "Bourbon has been lurking. I don't have much contact with him. Information and call records You've seen it too. People in Scotland talk little, don't gossip much, and speak in a business-like manner. As for Ley..."

Mori Yura slapped his forehead in pain: "I've told you everything I can remember, and the rest are just flirtatious remarks... Are you interested in these?"

Gin actually didn't refuse: "Pick the one that impresses you."

"..." Mori Yuro was speechless, "I really didn't notice anything unusual."

Gin gave her a threatening look, which meant that I am here to help you. You'd better cooperate and don't waste my time.

Mori Yura faintly felt broken: "Do you really think that an undercover agent who can be a code member will reveal his flaws so easily?" Gin said coldly: "After the mission is completed, the Whiskey Team will be disbanded soon. Do you think you still have something to do? Next chance to catch rum pigtails?”

Vodka finally understood that Brother Gin was helping Mori Yuro find an undercover agent in the whiskey team. Thanks to his superb interrogation skills, Mori Yuro was questioned by Gin and became autistic. He lay there with nothing to say.

This is normal, Vodka Filter thought, Big Brother's torture techniques have always been very high-end.

but……

Vodka didn’t know why: “Why did the Whiskey Group disband?”

Moriyura looked at Vodka with a slightly surprised look for several seconds, then turned to stare at Gin. Gin was completely unaffected and remained unmoved despite Moriyuro's teasing look.

In the end, it was Gin who reluctantly explained a few words to his younger brother and driver: "The undercover undercover of the Metropolitan Police Department was exposed at a bad time, and he deliberately allowed the undercover to access the confidential information of the laboratory. Rum has to avoid it on the surface. of."

Vodka was easily fooled and nodded with a look of realization.

But after a while, he realized again: "That's not right. Aren't the people from the intelligence team investigating the undercover agents of the Metropolitan Police Department? Why is Big Brother still investigating?"

This time, feeling that his IQ was still salvageable, Yuro Mori gave him the answer with a pleased tone: "Because there is probably more than one undercover agent in the whiskey team."

Vodka: "..."

There are only three people in the whiskey group!

Isn’t the undercover content here a bit too high?
  Gin used all means to find an undercover agent and asked Moriyuro: "Did Rai say anything to you in bed?"

"..." Mori Yura's face was numb, "No, and it's already that time, why should I still find flaws in his lines?"

Mori Yura turned over and sat up, feeling that he could no longer let Gin ask questions like this.

She turned to the vodka aside: "How long will it take for the official approval process for Wujihui's batch of goods?"

Vodka didn't know why, but he answered honestly: "About ten days, no more than two weeks at the longest."

Moriyuro nodded, which meant that in Rum's case, the longest time limit for knowing that she had completed the task was delayed until this time.

Mori Yura asked Gin: "Do you think ten days are enough to find the undercover agent in the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Gin asked alertly: "What do you want to do?"

Mori Yura was eager to give it a try: "I'm going to make use of this undercover waste and send it to my laboratory."

　Second update at night.

　　
  　
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