Conan: I am definitely not a kid

Chapter 43 Death of the leader of Wujihui

Different from the previous secret tracking and car accident interceptions, the explosion on the highway in broad daylight kicked off the attack in the most high-profile way.

The leader of the Yajikai, Kazuo Kotake, received the news immediately.

The elderly man raised his drooping eyelids: "Sure enough."

This group of people did not appear in any group of convoys that were watched by peripheral members. Mori Yuro's judgment was correct, and there was indeed something wrong with the information coming from the Yayoshi Club.

When the cadre meeting was held this morning, Kotake Kazuo was still at the headquarters of Yoshikai, but after the meeting, he left the headquarters with his trusted senior cadres.

In other words, the news that the informant saw Kazuo Furutake still appearing at the headquarters after the cadre meeting was false.

It is not yet known whether there was something wrong with the informant or whether Kazuo Kotake used some means to deceive him.

Considering that Yayoshikai would hold a useless cadre meeting at such a time, Mori Yura concluded that his original purpose was to confuse others and make people think that he was still at the headquarters, thereby diverting firepower, and he would start from the cadre's residence. Go to the meeting site.

It seems that the possibility of the informant being deceived is higher.

But no matter what, the mission target was still found by them.

The senior cadres who personally protected the leader and were riding in the same car as Kazuo Kotake showed disdain for the attack on their convoy: "Ya Yoshikai has never seen any big storms in the past few years. He thought he could take advantage of the chaos to replace us, and he didn't look at himself. Do you have that ability?"

The cadres mocked sincerely, but Kazuo Kotake was not as optimistic as his subordinates.

This time, while they were being targeted by the authorities, he knew which gangs were ready to take over. However, there was no sign of the man behind the scenes who had been secretly stirring up the situation and manipulating the situation.

If no suspect can be found among the local forces...

Several international criminal organizations flashed through Kazuo Kotake's mind, but no matter which one they were, they could not find the reason why they targeted Yayoshikai.

There are not enough clues, so we can only wait and see.

The old man closed his eyes again.

The driver in the driver's seat carefully observed the traffic behind him from the rearview mirror. After seeing the black commercial car that had followed for two intersections and finally turned left, he silently gave up his doubts.

No one noticed that a white Porsche came up instead of the black business car.
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  If you want to stop a moving convoy, there are only a few feasible methods without advance preparation.

One is to set up road obstacles. This method was used by a team that was excluded by car accidents by peripheral members. Another group of disguised drag teams wanted to disrupt traffic order and cause traffic jams, and were directly shot by people from the Yaji Club. It hit the tire and forced the car to stop manually, but the test failed.

The second is to directly attack the target vehicle. This is the method used by the peripheral members who blew up the black car into the sky a few minutes ago.

Time was tight, so Scotland naturally used the second method, but after all, he was an undercover police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department. Considering the social impact, he did not simply solve the problem with a bomb.

Scotland, who shot the rear tire of the target vehicle, took back the hand holding the gun.

After all, I installed a silencer, Scotland thought to himself. Although it was considered firing in broad daylight, the impact would be much smaller than creating an explosion.

Seeing that the escort vehicle was under attack, the two vehicles at the end of the team reacted quickly, turned their direction, and pressed towards Scotland.

Trying to control the capture rather than attack? Looks more like a decoy than an escort target. Scotland saw the opponent's counterattack method and had a vague guess about the purpose of this convoy.

Both he and Bourbon had undergone systematic training before infiltrating the organization, including drag racing techniques. Thanks to meeting Kenji Hagihara at the police academy, a master of driving cars into the sky, both undercover agents opened their minds and gradually became less rigid. The car must be driven on the road. The technology in drag racing has made progress that is difficult to summarize in words.

Scotland used a magical route to avoid being double-teamed by the two cars, only to get a fist-sized dent from one of them, and then quickly caught up with the black car in front that was swaying because its rear wheel was exploded. He slammed towards the rear of the car in front of him.

"Oh!"

The black car was completely scrapped. Scotland shot the opposite window glass with one shot and quickly took a look inside.

The mission target is not there.

He connected with Rai: "I'm not here. How are you doing?"

The resistance that Ley encountered was much more intense than that in Scotland. After defeating the target vehicle, another inconspicuous SUV suddenly fled the road. I don't know if it was a cover-up or if there was really an important person sitting on it, so Ley could only chase him. He went up to find out what was going on, but other vehicles in the Ujikai kept trying desperately to block him, and the car almost caused them to die together.

Luckily he wasn't driving his Chevy, which had a crumbling bumper.

Ley yelled at a Nissan car with a "Bang!" and replied to Scotland in his busy schedule: "I'm not sure yet."

Scotland quickly weaved through the traffic, getting rid of the members of the Yaji Club who were following behind him: "Then I'll go to the middle to check the situation first. I'll support you as soon as you solve the problem."

There was a loud metallic banging sound from the other side of the phone, and an almost inaudible "Roger."

Scotland hung up the phone with a speechless expression.

He briefly reported the results to Mori Yura and rushed to the middle.

On the other side, Curacao looked at Mori Yuro who hung up the phone: "Aren't you going to let them come over for support?"

They have determined the specific location of the mission target Kotake Kazuo. Even if they just want to disrupt the opponent's line of sight and let the peripheral members continue to attack the two teams of vehicles, why not let the two codename members come to support?
  "It's not necessary." Mori Yuro was confident and wrote lightly, "I have monitored you for three months. Of course I know how far you can do it. There is no need to mobilize manpower to cause unnecessary trouble."

As if recalling that comfortable research life, Mori Yura's cold expression finally changed.

Mori Yuro, who had remained expressionless during the comfortable moments when he was taunting Rum, facing the pressure of decision-making, and even confirming the importance of his arrangement, finally twitched the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile that was definitely not a kind one.

Curacao tightened his grip on the steering wheel, restrained his suddenly heavy breathing, and accelerated forward.
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  Twenty minutes later.

After finally catching up with the SUV and confirming that the mission target was not in the car, Rai came to the middle road and saw Scotland, who was facing the mess and checking the bodies on the ground.

Seeing Rai coming, Scotland patted the black ash on his hands and stood up: "It seems these are just a cover-up."

Rai tightened the sniper rifle strap on his back: "Where's Madeira?"

Scotland shook his head: "Can't reach you."

The two looked at each other. No one knew who Mori Yuro had brought with him or where they were now.

With Curacao as a foreign aid, Mori Yuro completely abandoned his two undercover subordinates.

But his boss was lost, so doing nothing was not an option. Two bottles of whiskey were discussing where to start the search, when Scotland's cell phone vibrated and received a message from Yura Mori.

"The mission target has died."

"Come and meet me."

(End of this chapter)