Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Saturday, June 7, at Maori House, dinner time.

　　 Under Conan’s questioning, Maori talked about the situation after the Mia Hotel shooting incident.

　　 The police found nothing, which makes the police a little passive now, because this is a shooting incident, that is, the murderer is an extremely dangerous person with a pistol. ...

　　 On the other side, Sagami Bay, Kanagawa Prefecture, Yacht Club Pier on the coast of Zushi City.

　　 On the yacht, Oda Shine and Belmode were also having dinner, sitting face to face with candlelight dinner, steak and wine.

　　 Oda Shine cut a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "By the way, what is your position in your organization?"

　　 "Why do you want to recruit me?" Belmode took a sip of red wine and smiled, "You are not enough."

　　 "Oh, who do you think is qualified? Or I will ask the lady to come to you."

　　 "Is the eldest lady referring to Mrs. Miko Miyamoto?"

　　 "Yes, isn't it enough? You don't want the master to come to you, do you? Then you are dead, unless you take off the mask."

　　 "If there is such a day." Belmode smiled meaningfully.

　　 Belmod's implication is that if necessary, she will show her true colors, and that is the time when she reveals her cards, seeks shelter, and disappears.

　　 Oda Shine heard it, but deliberately smiled and said, "Ah, don't you mean that the master will not survive that day?"

　　 "This is what you said, I didn't say it." Belmode laughed, and then put a potato into his mouth, pretending to be casual, "By the way, how much do you know about the master Yamazaki?"

　　 Oda Shine shrugged, and while cutting the steak, he said, "My father knows, but I am too young. To me, Lord Yamazaki is just a legend."

　　 Bellmode pretended to be curious and asked: "What legend?"

"Legend, he can kill all the people he wants to kill, except for a few people." Oda Shine said with a smile, "Anyway, you and I are definitely not among them. I also believe that if the master kills your boss, it is just like killing an ant. simple."

　　 "It's a big tone." Belmode shook his head, and went to cut the steak.

"If you want to kill an ant, you have to find where the ant is." Oda Shine seduced. "Or let's test it and see if he can survive three days." Then he took a sip of red wine and deliberately Emphasized, "By the way, the earth I said, except Mars."

　　 Belmode stopped his knife and fork in dissatisfaction, and sneered with a murderous smile: "Then we should try, can the old Mr. Yamazakiyama survive tonight."

　　 Oda Shine indifferently smiled and said, "Despite the trial, he is in the Yamazaki family house and stays at home all day long."

　　 Oda Shine waved a fork, and there was a piece of beef on it. She thought: "Using a Tomahawk missile with a cluster bomb to strike a square kilometer range is not enough.

　　 "Using a trident to carry a tactical nuclear bomb and strike at a range of 30 square kilometers, I think it's pretty close."

　　 "Using militiamen to carry strategic nuclear bombs to strike at a range of 200 square kilometers, I think this can be successful."

　　 Oda Shine stuffed the beef into his mouth and asked deliberately, "What do you think is better, or should I use it all?"

　　 "Ha." Belmode smiled without speaking, and gracefully cut a piece of beef into his mouth, treating it as Oda Shine.

　　 To tell you the truth, Belmode really wants to compare his middle finger.

　　 Belmode swallowed the beef, took a sip of the red wine, and smelled the aroma of the wine, "No kidding, Mr. Mark's confession is almost over, what are you going to do next?"

　　 Oda Shine raised her hand and motioned, she was holding a knife in her hand, "I'm not worried, but you should be worried, such as what are you going to do with this yacht."

　　 Belmode frowned at him rudely, and asked, "What do you think?"

　　 Oda Shine reacted and smiled apologetically, "It depends on how much information you are willing to hide from your boss."

　　 "Apart from Eiyu Hondō, I will not fail to talk about other information." Belmode said sternly, "I will not leave you a new handle."

　　 Oda Shine nodded, "Yes, only Eisuke Hondō, and we won't say it."

　　 Belmode asked: "Please tell me, what are your plans?"

　　 Oda Shine smiled invitingly, "I want to say, we didn't intend to embarrass you, do you believe it or not?"

　　 Belmode frowned, "Why? Want to get my favor?"

　　 "Favorite? Stop kidding," Oda Shine continued holding the cup, "Because you are a reasonable guy."

　　 Belmode reacted and raised his glasses, "It turned out to be like this, because I am a tradeable object."

　　 Oda Shine drank a sip of red wine, "Yes, with you, both of us will have room for maneuver. We are both in this age. What's the point of fighting and killing, and enjoying life?"

　　 Belmode raised his glass, "Deeply agree." Then he took a sip of red wine.

　　 Oda Nobue put down the wine glass and said sternly: "If you are chased by organizations other than the police, you can come to us."

　　 Belmode laughed and said, "I have received it with good intentions. I don't think that if I go to you, I can get away. I think I will become a missing person instead."

　　 Oda Shine said: "Whatever you think, this is a way to survive."

　　 Belmode wiped his mouth with an elegant napkin, "If you don’t have other conditions, then it’s all set."

　　 Oda Shine wiped his mouth with a napkin indiscriminately, "One more thing, in the future, please don't go to Mihuacho 5-chome to disturb the lady."

　　 Belmod smirked and said, "Otherwise? Kill us?"

Oda Nobue said sternly: "Last time was the first time that Uncle Feng obeyed the words of the eldest lady and did not report the master, but the next time a similar incident occurs, Uncle Feng will definitely report the master. This is Uncle Feng's responsibility as a housekeeper. It’s hard to say."

　　 "I have a chance to try." Belmode got up, took the dishes to wash, so as not to leave signs.

　　 Oda Shine sighed, "You guys, why can't you get along well."

　　 Bel Modra smiled but didn't speak up, and couldn't help but say in his heart, you don't understand what we are doing. ...

　　The two parties reached an agreement and the yacht started again and headed to Kansai Airport.

　　 Belmode will hand over Mr. Mark to Nobue Oda, and Nobue Oda will ask someone to send Mark to the cargo plane.

　　 It was a seaplane that was going to South Asia to deliver medical supplies. It carried him over, which was smuggling.

　　 Then, Belmode will hire underground forces to drive the yacht to the open sea and sink it, and then hire other underground forces to send the owner secretly abroad.

　　 The owner of the ship will not come back for the time being, and the crew will not matter. Even if they are found, they can also say that they don’t know, saying that they were not on the yacht at the time, and that they were traveled by the owner. ...

　　 June 8, Sunday, morning, Kansai Airport.

　　Looking at Mark, who was lethargic, he was swaggered aboard the cargo plane without supervision, Belmode couldn't help but feel a little envious.

　　 Belmode couldn't help but sarcastically said: "This kind of secret delivery of private goods~www.readwn.com~You are also very skilled."

　　 Oda Shine said with a laugh: "Which eye do you see, we secretly shipped the smuggled goods?"

　　 Belmode asked angrily: "Then what is this?"

　　 Oda Nobue said sternly: "This Mr. Mark Williams came with a plane. He is Doctors Without Borders from Zayir. Now he is only drunk at the airport."

　　 "Huh?" Belmode was taken aback.

　　 "Do you want to see his passport?" Oda Shine took out the phone and showed the photo to Belmode.

　　 A series of photos showed a passport of the Republic of Zayr. The owner was Mark Williams. There was also a photo on it, but it was a little fuzzy and invisible.

　　 There is a stamp on the passport, the stamp of the Japanese customs, the date is the night before.

　　 Belmode can be sure that this seal is real, that is, it is a real passport.

　　 Belmod’s mouth twitched in speechlessness. The passport of the Republic of Zaylor, Shifeng Security wanted to print as many copies as they were true.

　　 No, Belmode felt tight, because it also meant that when Shi Feng Security launched the operation the night before, he had already prepared his escape route.

　　Shifeng Baoquan created another Mark Williams out of thin air. He chose the same name and surname in order to cover his memory during brainwashing, so as not to have a strange feeling about the name Mark Williams in the future.

　　Presumably, this Mark Williams also has a complete resume, so that no one can find the flawed resume, because if you want to check, I am afraid that you have to go to Zayel, and that is the site where Shi Feng has preserved.

　　 Belmode couldn't help but admire, but at the same time, he couldn't help but think of an old Chinese saying-the thief who robbed the hook, the thief of the country! ...