Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

Frank took out the documents he had prepared.

Here is some information about the winery base in the mountainous area of ​​Kamogawa City, Chiba Prefecture.

After confirming that this was a production base of the winery, Frank hired someone to investigate and found some solid evidence.

"I hope the weapons and ammunition you provide are worth the information." Frank then added in a cold voice, "Also, don't look down on short people."

Man in black: ...

"Sorry, my brother is quite sensitive, I hope you guys understand."

Xia Chuan shrugged. It was okay for him to bully Frank, but it was not okay for others to look down on him.

The man in black rubbed his nose and coughed twice without answering. He took the document, opened it and took a few glances at it.

Then he smiled with satisfaction.

I was very satisfied that Huanghun could provide information about the winery base in a short period of time.

"No problem, let's hand over these equipments."

The man in black was very satisfied with the intelligence this time. He waved his hand generously and signaled the agent to open the car.

Not long after Huang Wu took on this mission, he had already obtained intelligence about an important base of the winery, which was much more powerful than the FBI.

FBI's Shuichi Akai chased the winery for so many years, but ended up returning disappointed and did not provide the FBI with any useful information.

For his personal safety, the FBI did not allow him to provide any effective intelligence about the wineries during his undercover period. When he was exposed, all the winery locations he knew about were moved.

Classic wasted time.

Not only that, Shuichi Akai's exposure has a chain reaction.

After learning that there were FBI agents within the organization, the winery conducted a major internal purge, and several FBI agents lurking on the periphery were liquidated.

I heard that agents from other countries were also implicated, and eventually the FBI received complaints from various countries, which seriously affected the international reputation of the United States, although its reputation was not very good to begin with.

But that’s not the truth. Everyone likes to help others when they are in need. Who can accept making things worse?

He does nothing, only earns a white-collar salary, and has a girlfriend who works in a winery. If this happened to the IRS, he would have been fired long ago.

Chapter 60 Only children make choices

In fact, these ridiculous things happening by the FBI have nothing to do with their IRS. What makes them disgusted and angry is that the FBI actually placed spies in their IRS.

Although they also placed agents in the FBI, the tax department's responsibility is to investigate the taxes of all domestic departments. Placing agents is a necessary measure. Sometimes they even have to intervene in foreign taxes. This is a routine operation.

They are the ones who are allowed to set fires but not allow civilians to light lamps.

"By the way, the FBI already knows that we hired you to find the Black Organization."

The man in black didn't look very happy, and he was obviously too embarrassed to talk about the information leak.

“How much was leaked.”

To be honest, Xia Chuan was not very surprised. It was a country with a separation of powers, and each department spent a lot of money on internal friction every year, so intelligence leaks were normal.

He had never revealed his true face to the IRS, so he had no worries about it.

"They knew that we hired the spy Dusk and that your location was in Neon, but they knew nothing else."

Xiachuan: ...

Isn't that all they know? Isn't that the only two points that the IRS knows?

"What's wrong with you IRS? You exposed the information of your collaborators so easily, which greatly increased the difficulty of our investigation." Frank was indignant.

The disguise mask on his face had some wrinkles because his facial expression was too exaggerated.

Xia Chuan quickly glared at him and told him to pay attention to his facial expression. It was too exaggerated just now. Not only did it look a bit fake, it also caused wrinkles on the disguise mask.

"What can we do? We have tried our best to catch this agent."

The man in black shrugged. The United States has its own national conditions. What else can he do?

Moreover, the famous Huang Twilight should not be afraid of the FBI. I heard that Huang Twilight once disgusted the FBI during an undercover mission a few years ago, causing the FBI to take the blame and resulting in the sudden deaths of several agents.

"By the way, according to the information we received, FBI agent Shuichi Akai has infiltrated Neon recently. We don't know his purpose, but it should be related to the Black Organization. You need to pay attention to this."

After saying that, the man in black seemed to remember something: "If you meet him, you can teach him a lesson."

"Lessons, this is not within our mission scope."

Natsukawa raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Akai Shuichi to enter early.

Thinking back, Shuichi Akai seemed to have first appeared in Itakura Taku's case, and now he seems to have arrived in Neon ahead of time.

No, it’s not necessarily because of him. It’s possible that the other party had arrived a long time ago, but Qingshan only drew him when he arrived at Itakura Taku.

Or, is Vermouth here too?

But he had just seen news yesterday on the international news that Chris Wynyard was involved in the filming of a new movie, so that shouldn't be possible.

"You have to pay more." Frank stared at the man in black seriously, as if he would take out his weapon if the other party dared to say no.

"There's nothing we can do. Our budget is limited." The man in black disagreed. He was still very thick-skinned and unwilling to give in.

Xia Chuan didn't say anything and just watched the two people bargaining. Frank had experience in this matter.

"There's nothing we can do without money." Frank spread his hands, looking indifferent.

The man in black twitched his mouth at the money-grubbing look, but there was obviously nothing he could do about it.

This is something the leader has instructed me to do. As the leader's close friend, I must get this done.

Although adding money was not an option, he still had other options.

"It's impossible to increase the money, but we will recalculate the tax for the mission based on the IRS employee internal price reduction. The tax after the reduction is about 18% of the total amount."

"This is the lowest price." The man in black spread his hands, indicating that there was nothing they could do if they didn't accept it.

Frank thought about it and felt that reducing the tax to 18% was indeed sincere, a reduction of 12 percentage points, which would undoubtedly save a lot of money.

but......

"Sure. But if we need any help, you must provide it as soon as possible. From household bicycles to military nuclear submarines." Frank asked for a sky-high price and was not polite at all.

Nuclear submarines...

If the IRS can lend nuclear submarines to foreigners, Congress will revoke their business license.

A dark line crossed the black man's forehead and his expression became cold. He knew that Frank was asking for too much.

But dusk is right next to us, so we still have to give him some face.

"Nuclear submarines are out of the question, but you can apply for some special weapons, and we will give them the highest priority. But as you know, our main job at the IRS is to collect taxes. If we don't see any results, it will be difficult to approve some things."

Xia Chuan understood. Forget about nuclear submarines, but other things like planes and tanks are possible. However, the premise of all this is that they can obtain valuable intelligence.

That was about all the talk. Frank nodded with satisfaction. It was the characteristic of intelligence dealers to ask for a high price and pay on the spot. This was enough for now.

Arriving at the back of the van, the younger brother who had been silent all this time quickly opened the compartment.

The carriage is not small, and it is equipped with a lot of weapons and equipment.

"Some are weapons equipped by our IRS special forces, and some are obtained by confiscating tax evasion gangs. I brought a little of each here, you can choose."

The man in black pulled a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

The fact that they can load a carriage full of weapons to the capital Tokyo, even in a country like Japan where guns are banned, even in the suburbs, is enough to show their strength. It is a demonstration, but also a warning.

Warn Huanghun not to be ungrateful and complete the task well, otherwise the IRS will vent all its armed forces on him.

Xia Chuan nodded without comment, not caring about the other party's threat.

If you really want to hide, just change your face. What's there to be afraid of?

Without his face, fingerprints, or blood as support, it would be impossible for the IRS to find him.

The world is so big, and the IRS is just a tax department of the United States. It is simply unrealistic to search the world for a person who is truly hiding.

But... since he has made this threat, he should also respond in kind.

A thought suddenly came to mind and a plan came to my mind.

"Only children make choices. Give me the keys!"

Xia Chuan reached out and took the key while the black-clad boy stared in amazement.

The man in black was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Huanghun to have such a big appetite. Was he planning to drive away with the weapons and the car?

"this......"

"I'll take them all with me, so you don't have to transport them back."

Xia Chuan smiled and nodded to the two of them, then prepared to get in the car.

As for checking the condition of the weapons, there is plenty of time when we get back.

"Wait a moment!"

The man in black was so angry that he almost jumped up and down. Huang Huang was too arrogant. He wanted to leave before he had even finished speaking. This was too disrespectful to the IRS.

Was the beating just now too much?

"Is there anything else?" Xia Chuan poked his head out from the driver's seat.

The weapons were in hand, the intelligence was given, and everything was almost done.

"I can give you the car, but you have to take us to the city. There are no taxis here."

The man in black blushed slightly. This sentence was really embarrassing. Fortunately, he was facing away from the moonlight, otherwise his dignity would have been completely ruined.

"Here, here are the keys. There is a van parked on the roadside one kilometer to the left of this old house. I'll give it to you."

Xia Chuan didn't blush or breathe heavily, and the expression on his face when he threw the keys was as if he was saying that you guys made a fortune.

Before the other party could say anything else, the van sped away, and a cloud of exhaust fumes produced by 95 gasoline covered the faces of the two IRS agents.

The young agent picked up the key from the ground tremblingly.

"That car is bulletproof and very expensive!"

The man in black waved his hands, thinking that he was unlucky. After all, it was taxpayers' money, so he didn't feel bad. However, he didn't expect that Tang Huanghun would even steal the car.

Fortunately, he didn't go too far and at least left them a van.

One kilometer to the left? Not too far.

Ten minutes later, the man in black and the agent walked to the car one kilometer away. His expression suddenly changed, and he bared his teeth with flames in his eyes.

"dusk!"

He roared, but the depression in his chest did not get any relief. A group of black crows were scared and flew away, and a few owls stared at him curiously with wide eyes.

The younger brother didn't dare to say anything, but was obviously angry. He picked up the key and found the unlock button on it.

drip.

The car lights came on, and yes, it was this one.

This was a white Mitsubishi van, with the left side of the hood in close contact with a large tree on the roadside, forming a U-shape. What made the man in black even more angry was the completely flat tire on the left front wheel.

There was a long and thick drift mark on the road. It was obvious that the car had hit a tree due to a sudden tire blow.

The man in black finally understood why Huang Hun parked the car so far away. It was not because he was being cautious, but because the car had a flat tire and hit a tree and could not be moved.

On the way, he even praised Huanghun as a qualified spy for carefully parking the car so far away.

He had just asked his little agent to learn from Huang Hun. Thinking of what he had just said, his face became even gloomier.

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Chapter 61: -pound old lady

The van was traveling at a constant speed. Xia Chuan didn't want to be stopped by the traffic police, as there was no way this car could get rid of the police car.

"Is this okay?"

Frank's mouth corners couldn't stop rising, but he was still pretending to be a good person.

"Why don't you go back and help them fix the tire?"

"I think this is a good idea. It's a lesson for them. Who told them to choose such a remote place as the meeting place? There are even nails on the road."

Sympathy is sympathy, but empathy is impossible.

Wouldn't it be nice to go home for no reason? Why spend the night with an IRS agent?