Conan: The Mechanic

"..." Qianyu narrowed her eyes slightly. "Well, sure enough, the plaster dolphin I made in the handicraft class earlier seemed to have its dorsal fin broken off by you, right?"

"Is it more humane than cutting off your finger to check your fingerprints?" Irish asked rhetorically. "Stop talking nonsense, if you can recognize the reality, I can talk to you."

"Talk?" Conan snorted coldly. "I really don't know what I have to talk about with a member of the organization."

"I'll take you to see our leader, what do you think?" Irish just offered his price - he immediately saw the stunned expression he expected on Conan's face with satisfaction. "What's wrong, are you surprised?"

"You want to take me to see your leader?" Conan asked, putting away his surprised expression. "I guess, did you have any restrictions that you didn't say? If you take me to your boss, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat and walk around, right?"

"But there's no way," Irish spread his hands. "This is already a very favorable condition. If you are willing to wear the restraint I gave you, there is no need for me to take you away by force."

"That's fine," Conan put his hands behind him. "I'm really interested in seeing your boss, but it definitely doesn't mean I'm happy to be escorted there. It's more in line with my aesthetic to force you to take me there after disarming you."

"I don't mind taking you all the way there, but it's not up to me to decide." Saying this, Irish glanced at the ground through the floor-to-ceiling glass beside him - a string of red lights was in the distance. Approaching this side while flickering. "If there is no accident, the people from the Metropolitan Police Department may have been killing this way, and it is not realistic to swagger out from the main entrance."

"The Metropolitan Police Department?" Conan frowned. "You called?"

Conan came here this time and did not deliberately contact the Metropolitan Police Department - one of the three purposes of his coming here this time was to prevent Mizutani Kosuke from committing suicide (now this task seems to have failed), and the second is to put this book on the ground. Kazuki is arrested and brought to justice (this obviously cannot be completed, but considering that killing so many people is most likely a death sentence, now this kind of incomplete completion may be a lot easier than complete.) And finally, the one that Conan himself values ​​the most is to The usb in Shuhei Jinno's amulet bag was in his hand—if he called the Metropolitan Police Department, it would be more difficult to get this usb than the sky.

"Wow..." Irish also showed a hint of confusion. "That's interesting..."

He didn't tell anyone that the next crime was near Shiba Park. If Conan didn't tell the Metropolitan Police Department, who ordered these police cars to come here?

Did the organization have an insider, or did he accidentally bump into the Metropolitan Police Department's intelligence network? It can't be Kazuki Motomo or Kosuke Mizutani who called the police, right? Wait a minute, with Mizutani Kosuke's character, maybe it's really possible... But is it possible to dispatch so many vehicles just to catch one Mizutani Kosuke?

"Leave that aside, what are you trying to do with me back?" Conan asked. "The members of the organization I met before basically wanted to kill me, and you were the first one who wanted to capture me alive."

"There are still trash who will miss you... Ah, it's not accurate to say that... No, it's quite accurate, someone like Gin who would miss you is really trash," Irish said halfway, suddenly A sneer appeared. "Anyway, they want to kill you because you're worthless, and the reason I want to capture you alive isn't because you're of any value to us—but your body is of great value to me."

"You..." Conan suddenly realized how informative what Irish said before. "You don't intend to use me as a tool to impeach Gin in front of your boss?"

This should be the only value that can come from capturing him alive rather than killing him, especially considering that this guy has no intention of showing any respect to Gin. Thinking about it, Gin probably reported to him as the result of being poisoned by APTX4869. If he was brought back by this guy in this form, it would obviously cause serious damage to Gin's image in the eyes of their leaders.

"You are indeed a real detective," Irish looked at his watch. "There's still a little time, it's okay to talk to you."

"To me, Gin is an ungrateful mad dog." With such a speech without any unity at all, Irish began to tell.

"When I first joined the organization, I was only a newcomer and didn't understand anything. It was entirely through the help of a senior who was more pleasing to me at the time that I was lucky to be in a good position in the organization. My own code name. In a place where failure often means death, this kind of help almost gave me a second life. Since my parents died in a car accident many years ago, I almost put That senior is respected and loved as his own father."

"However, although time will not kill the veteran, it will make the veteran gradually wither. With the aging of the senior, the organization has arranged for him a new identity - an entrepreneur - and he has also become an organization installed in the upper class society. A chess piece. Yes, the senior is still just a chess piece, because the purpose of the organization is still to drain his last remaining value."

"Just a while ago, the senior was arranged to swallow the mouth of the congressman--"

"Could it be that the senior you're talking about is the one who was photographed shooting by a reporter~www.readwn.com~ It's very likely that Kenzo Matsuyama who assassinated Senator Shigehiko Tonguchi?" Conan hurriedly asked when he heard this.

"That's right," Irish nodded. "It's not a big problem to tell you now. The senior's code name is Irish, and he has worked in the organization for decades. Even Gin was once a fighting genius discovered by the senior. But... Although the investigation results announced by the police It was the senpai who died in the fire, but it was actually the senpai who was shot by reporters, so he was executed by Gin himself, and then pretended to die in the fire.”

"Uh, I have to correct this," Conan shook his head. "Afterwards, an additional examination by a new forensic doctor showed that although the body was severely burned, some fresh respiratory system tissues were retained inside. If the body died of suffocation caused by fire normally, the interior of the respiratory system should also be There are similar ashes. Considering that the corpse carried a porcelain gourd containing heart medicine, it is reasonable to think that the deceased died of a heart attack and was eventually incinerated in the room where the fire was accidentally started."

"Then it doesn't look like that doctor is very good," Irish was stunned for a moment, then showed a disdainful expression. "But this can't be blamed on him. In addition to being wrong, the situation he came up with can barely justify it logically."

Just then, Irish's phone rang.

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Just 100 meters away from all this, the big observation deck.

"Click!" With the turning of the door handle, the door of the utility room was slowly pushed open, and a figure fell out of it.

Qianyu knelt on the ground, her whole body trembling as if it had been electrocuted.