Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 562 Suspicious Vehicle
"The target is currently in the underground garage near the Ri Mai TV Station. Members nearby should hide well. The organization probably has many spies nearby..."

"Also, check all nearby landmarks with the word 'bh' on them... Soren? Are you listening? Soren!"

A silver Mercedes was driving slowly on the street.

In the back seat of the car, Judy was holding her cell phone with a frown on her face.

After a few seconds, the other party's voice came through the phone: "Of course, I'm listening, but the signal is a bit bad."

"...Okay, anyway, we should try our best to know who the other party's target is before those people take action." Judy said in a deep voice.

can.

Soran didn't care about Judy's words: "I don't think it's necessary. Now there are less than 20 minutes left before their action. Instead of taking the trouble to find out who the target is, why not follow them and catch them all in one fell swoop?"

Judy's face darkened: "Soran! That's a living life! How can we just ignore it?"

"Judy, why are you the same as that guy Akai? Get it straight, our primary goal is to destroy that organization, just the death of a Japanese..."

"That's enough! Soran, arrange the personnel according to what Judy said just now, and don't worry about anything else."

Before Soran could finish his words, James interrupted him sharply.

However, because Soran spoke quickly, by the time James stopped him, he had basically said everything.

Conan, who was thinking about clues at the side, was also surprised by this sentence. He glanced at Judy with a little surprise... and the mobile phone in her hand.

It's just the death of a Japanese...what's the big deal?

Is this what this person called Sauron means?

Conan suddenly felt a little sad.

After Judy hung up the phone, she immediately turned around with an apologetic look on her face: "I'm sorry, Conan, my friend, he, may be a little outspoken..."

"...Ah? Teacher Judy, what's wrong?"

Before Judy looked at him, Conan had already retracted his gaze, deliberately showing a blank expression, and then changed the subject, "Teacher Judy, they started to move south."

Seeing Conan's expression, Judy thought he hadn't heard the call with Soran just now. She breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she hadn't caused any harm to the kid. Then she nodded and said, "OK! Our companions have also started to act... I hope we can catch up."

Conan lowered his head and did not respond for the time being.

He was thinking about two things at the same time:
One is that the organization of this action was really unexpected, and the code words designed by these people this time were completely confusing...

Should I say, it's Gin as expected? The culprit who caused him to become smaller, the scary man.

Even the secret codes they came up with were terrifying!
Conan even wanted to ask for help from Lie, but in front of Judy and the others, he finally gave up...

What's more, what worried him more was that his bug was still sticking to Rena Mizunashi... that is, he was eavesdropping on the member of the organization code-named Keel; once the bug was discovered, if the other party recalled his own movements, he would most likely suspect Uncle Mori!
If this is the case, Xiaolan and the others are in danger...

And another point.

When Judy contacted Soran just now, the other party's voice was quite loud and Conan heard it clearly... That kind of "one person's death is nothing" attitude, Conan admitted that he felt a little disappointed.

At this moment, he realized that Shuichi Akai, Judy, and even James, who he just found out today that the other party was also a member of the FBI, could not fully represent the huge organization of the FBI...

Conan suddenly remembered what Lie once told him:

"Don't trust the FBI too much..."
...Maybe Mr. Lin is right?

Conan was confused for a while, took a deep breath, raised his head, and said solemnly: "Teacher Judy, this matter...I'll leave it to you."

He alone would definitely not be able to retrieve the eavesdropping device from the organization's numerous hunting nets. Right now, the only one he could rely on was the FBI.

"Hey! Don't worry." Judy didn't have the ability to read minds, so she naturally couldn't know what was happening in Conan's heart. She just replied in the same serious tone, "We will definitely do our best to stop them."

"Thanks……"

Conan's thanks were sincere, but he looked at the red dot on his glasses and frowned slightly, "Teacher Judy, they are getting farther and farther away from us..."

"In that case, I'll speed up a bit."

Old man James's expression straightened up. "Just now they said that there are surveillance cameras within 500 meters. If we keep a certain distance, we shouldn't be easily discovered."

……

Cupido Hotel.

roof.

Vermouth stood on the edge of the rooftop, turning a telescope in her hand, looking out boredly at the blurry park in her eyes.

The distance between these two places is more than two kilometers.

From time to time, she would put the binoculars in front of her eyes to observe the nearby buildings - those buildings were almost all filled with people from the organization.

Because the core members were assigned to the inner circle as the main force, the outer circle sniper positions could only be filled by peripheral members...

"Gin is quite good at wasting manpower."

Vermouth muttered softly.

If Gin really had the patience to fight a protracted war with the unscrupulous boss, he might be able to wear out the core strength of the organization.

——Not everyone can be as busy and energetic as Gin used to be.

It's a miracle that he didn't die suddenly.

Seeing that the appointed time was almost up, Vermouth confirmed the location of each member for the nth time and sent a text message to Angostura as a report.

but--

Vermouth had just finished sending a text message when a strange phone call suddenly came in.

She was slightly startled, frowned, and continued, "Who? What's the matter?"

"Lord Vermouth, I am Kusuda, the observation position of BHZ7. I just found a suspicious vehicle entering the range of the middle circle and BHA..."

"Suspicious vehicle?" Vermouth's eyes twitched. "How did you know for sure?"

At each distance, there are two people responsible for collecting report information from the next level of members, and Kusuda Rikumichi is the one she is responsible for.

only……

I didn’t expect that Gin’s seemingly messy arrangement would actually come in handy?

On the other end of the phone, Kusuda Rikudichi's voice did not sound anxious, as if he was still observing: "Yes! Lord Vermouth, from just now, there was a car that kept a distance of about 700 meters from Lord Kiel's car. It has lasted for more than five minutes. It is very likely that they are following..."

Vermouth's brows furrowed again, "Seven hundred meters? Are you sure?"

At this distance, it is impossible for ordinary cars to keep up, unless... they track and locate the vehicle?
Is it possible that Keel...

(End of this chapter)