Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

Vodka could easily kill a mere swallowing stone.

"and many more!"

Gin stopped the other party and sneered: "You don't have to do anything about this matter. After the meeting is over tomorrow, someone will naturally pay the price for their dereliction of duty."

Since meetings cannot be held in the Blue Castle, the same applies to the base.

The reason why we chose the Blue Castle was mainly because it was located in a remote area, and if the boss appeared, he would not be discovered by cameras or the like.

"You mean... let him do it?"

"I didn't read Detective Sawamonji in vain. I finally gained some intelligence."

Gin nodded with satisfaction. After watching the detective TV series, Vodka seemed to have gained a little intelligence.

Gin waved for Vodka to follow him and entered his room.

"Brother's room is so clean."

Vodka boasted, closing the door gently without even glancing at the overflowing ashtray on the table.

Not only that, when Gin was looking for something on the bookshelf, he even went up to help clean the ashtray.

So it is not without reason that Vodka becomes Gin's most trusted person.

By the time he finished cleaning, Gin had found what he was looking for.

"Take these books back and read them carefully."

Looking at the books in his hands, each of which was five centimeters high, Vodka fell into deep thought.

I don’t know why, but I feel like the aftereffects of the Water of Life have suddenly erupted, and now all I want to do is lie down and sleep.

Why would a killer like him read books?

He still remembered that when he just joined the organization, his eldest brother told him that if he wanted to become an excellent killer, he should improve his physique and practice fighting skills well.

He has been implementing this creed all these years and he still firmly believes in it now, but the creed has collapsed on its own.

Vodka looked at the bookshelf. The piles of books on it proved everything.

Only I was working hard to improve my martial arts strength, while my eldest brother secretly added skill points to intelligence.

"The detective stories of Sherlock Holmes, the four mysterious cases of Poirot..."

"Read carefully and study hard. If you read these two books thoroughly, you might be able to easily see that Tunkou Shigehiko had bad intentions from the beginning."

"I see."

Vodka nodded and left.

Gin was actually surprised by Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi's betrayal. He didn't expect that a man who was so power-hungry would dare to take the risk of contacting the FBI and the police.

From his perspective, the person who leaked the information could only be Shigehiko Tsuguchi.

Indeed, this idea is not wrong. Xia Chuan has been hiding in the dark and has never come to the fore from beginning to end. All situations were guessed based on his understanding of the plot and subtle verbal conversations.

However, this is Gin's personal opinion.

Someone has already linked this matter to Xia Chuan!

——This person is Louis!

After learning that this castle was related to Xia Chuan, he had to link the arrival of the FBI and the police to Xia Chuan.

Although Xia Chuan did not appear from beginning to end, as the owner of the Blue Castle, he must have known that the castle was rented out, and he might have known the identity of Tsunoguchi Shigehiko for a long time.

He and Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi have the same motive for committing the crime, and because of his mysterious identity, his motive is even stronger.

Of course, this is just his guess. If he wants to prove that this guess is correct, further investigation is needed.

"As one of the Japanese councillors, Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi does have the ability to contact the public security and the FBI, but the personal information kept by the organization shows that the other party is not the kind of person who thinks long-term, and he should not have discovered that Gin was going to take action against him..."

With this prerequisite, Louis became more and more certain that he would conduct a thorough investigation on Xia Chuan after the meeting.

"He who can call the police and the FBI together must be someone who is not unknown! Xia Chuan, I am becoming more and more curious about your identity..."

He would feel uneasy if he didn't investigate this dangerous lunatic.

It's true that you can cause trouble for Gin, but you never know when you might run into him, so it's best to find out more about his background so that you won't be completely in the dark when you meet him.

This was the case with the incident at Puppet Ridge.

Because he was not familiar with Xia Chuan, he was ambushed. Otherwise, how could he, the top killer in the dark world, be defeated by a nanny? This is too funny!

Xia Chuan didn't expect that even if he didn't reveal any clues, there was still someone like Louis who would imagine him.

He was so worried now that he almost drove his car into a ravine on the way home.

"Hey, can you be normal?"

Frank was sweating profusely. Ever since he suspected Joel's identity, Xia Chuan had been like a blind man. He either drove the car into potholes on the mountain road or accelerated on the mountain road. He almost failed to drift several times.

"Calm down!" Frank began to persuade: "You are a spy and Joel is a killer. You are a perfect match. You can give birth to a max version of the spy killer. Then I can become his godfather."

To be honest, he had some complaints about Anya's intelligence.

"Hey hey hey."

As Frank was talking, he had no idea what he was thinking about. His eyes were blurry and he was almost drooling.

(?﹃?)

Xia Chuan rolled his eyes speechlessly, then drifted around the corner again.

The roar of the engine and the strong push on his back brought Frank back to reality. Facing the winding mountain road, he swallowed his saliva, grabbed the side handle, and closed his eyes with pale lips.

But the facts proved that Xia Chuan's driving skills were still good. Even though the speed did not decrease at all, he still completed the difficult continuous drifting and successfully got out of the forest.

"This isn't the first time we've been to the Blue Castle. We can drive out with our eyes closed." Xia Chuan felt that this showed a lack of trust. They had been brothers for many years and had some trust in each other, so why would they be scared like this?

"Thank you for not closing your eyes, thank you to your whole family!" Frank almost broke his wisdom teeth and secretly vowed never to ride in Xiachuan's car again.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

Chapter 307 It’s confirmed, she is the murderer!

Due to miscalculation and misjudgment of the specific meeting time, this meeting that might have attracted the boss was not held as scheduled.

But it wasn't completely without gain, at least I got to know Joel's alias.

"Are you sure?" Xia Chuan asked.

"It's confirmed. Last night and before that at the seaside castle, Joel was not on duty at the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Not only that!" Frank spread his hands and explained, "In fact, unless there are special circumstances, Joel's position does not require him to be on duty at night."

"So, every time is fake..."

The corner of Xia Chuan's mouth twitched. If that was the case, then it would be at least ten times or more.

Joel lied to him at least ten times, but he didn't notice it once.

"Love really does make people lose their minds. You are right."

Xia Chuan didn't take Frank's teasing to heart. He was thinking about a problem now.

Joel is a killer, does Yuri know this?

What was Joel's purpose in training his younger brother to be a public security officer?

"..."

Wait, Joel is a fool.

Xia Chuan felt relieved. Perhaps Yoel had not even realized that his brother was not an official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

After thinking for a second, Xia Chuan decided to pretend he knew nothing.

Let me be a killer, I’m not a good guy anyway.

Compared to the Princess of Thorns who only attacks bad guys, this spy who does things for money seems to be more evil.

"What the hell is going on!" Xia Chuan held his forehead with his hand.

Spies, killers, scientists, only Anya and Bond seem to be normal in the family.

He was so confused that he couldn't take care of the game between the winery, the police and the FBI for the time being. Xia Chuan didn't even bother to find out how much the police and the FBI had lost in this operation.

Today is the weekend, and neither Anya nor Haibara Ai are at home.

Joel was at work, and only Bond was lying at the door and sleeping. When Bond saw Xia Chuan coming back, he didn't show any reaction. He just swept his tail on the floor and closed his eyes to take a nap again.

"I have nothing to do today, so I'll take Bond out for a walk."

As soon as these words were spoken, Bond stood up instantly, his tail swaying in a spiral, his tongue sticking out and a smile of excitement.

Every time the owner takes it for a walk, he gives it delicious food, and this time is no exception.

Bond jumped up with joy, grabbed the dog leash on the table, stood up and opened the door humanely.

"So good!"

Among the whole family, Bond is the only one who doesn't need his master to worry about him.

I arrived at the door and turned around to look for the direction to walk the dog.

"I don't know where Conan is doing business now. Maybe only an interesting case can divert his attention at this time."

The doors and windows of the Maori Detective Agency were closed, and it was obvious that no one was home.

Sometimes Natsukawa envies Conan because he lives a fulfilling life every day.

"Hmm? Why do I suddenly have such an idea?"

Xia Chuan shook his head and laughed, feeling that he was a bit sentimental.

"Wang?"

Bond looked up at his master, then suddenly stood still and closed his eyes in thought.

This situation is normal for humans, but it is a bit weird for a dog.

Xia Chuan suddenly noticed Bond's situation, leaned over and asked curiously: "Are you going to poop?"

Bond did not answer for a minute.

Xia Chuan just stood on the side of the road, accepting the curious gazes of passers-by.

"Hey! No pooping here!"

Some enthusiastic rice crackers shouted, Bond's current situation seemed like a brewing shit, and it was hard not to think so.

"..."

"Sorry, maybe he's sick. Bond is very well behaved and won't urinate or defecate anywhere."

"hope so."

The rice flower man looked back every few steps, and the murderous intent in his eyes increased with each look.

Xia Chuan smacked his lips, feeling somewhat helpless.

As expected of Rice Flower, if Bond really pooped on the road, that person would probably immediately take out a fruit knife from his pocket and run over to stab the man and the dog.

Of course, this is just a minor incident and Bond quickly returns to normal.

Bond stood up and looked around, then turned around, bit the rope and pulled Xiachuan forward.

"Hey, where do you want to go?"

Bond did not answer Xia Chuan's question, but just pulled the rope forward.

From a distance, the master-servant relationship seems a bit reversed.

There are many streets and alleys in Beika Town. Bond seems to be looking for something. He stops at every corner, as if he is looking for a suitable road.

Xia Chuan just felt that Bond might have met another bitch without his knowledge, and was now following the smell to find the turret.

Soon, the man and the dog walked to a residential area.

There are only single-family houses here, and not many people come and go. The people you occasionally see are salesmen looking for suitable sales targets.

Housewives are the main target of these salesmen, and even weekends cannot stop these salesmen from opening stores.

Of course, not all salespeople are real salespeople.

There is a characteristic of Neon: some people appear to be salesmen, but secretly they may be burglars.