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

Chapter 611 Location Exposed
When Shuichi Akai said that he wanted to move the location with an expression as if disaster was about to happen, James and the young FBI agent who had just come in to report were both shocked.

However, after he finished speaking, James calmed down and asked seriously: "Akai-kun, what's wrong? Is there any problem with the phone call and network intrusion just now?"

For some reason, Shuichi Akai felt his head buzzing when he heard the question.

But he still tried to remain calm and said, "Originally there was no problem, but... our reaction caused these two things to be exposed... No, perhaps, our position has been exposed."

"what?!"

Old man James was shocked.

His trust in Akai Shuichi prevented him from asking too many questions about this "catastrophic" conclusion. Instead, he gave an order to the agent who had just reported: "Tell Soran right away! Tell him to pack up important items and get ready for the transfer!"

"Yes!"

The reporting agent seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem. He immediately responded and turned to go up and call for help.

can.

As luck would have it, a hand stopped him.

"What happened? Mr. James, why did you suddenly evacuate?" Soran was standing at the door. He was a little confused at first, but when he glanced at Akai Shuichi, his face became very unhappy. "Akai, is that you? What are you doing again!"

"Sauron, do what Mr. James asks immediately. I'm afraid our location has been exposed."

Akai Shuichi took a deep breath.

He felt that saying this had exhausted all his patience.

"Exposed? How is that possible!" Soran sneered at Akai Shuichi's words, "I have already had people forcibly block the intrusion signal just now. As for those calls disguised as Judy's, as long as no one is stupid enough to answer them..."

"It's okay to answer it and pretend you don't know." Akai Shuichi closed his eyes, probably thinking that out of sight, out of mind, "Besides, if you block the other party's invasion, you will actually expose our position."

James did not continue to issue orders because of Soran's intrusion. He looked at Akai Shuichi with some embarrassment: "Akai-kun..."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He has a big head.

"…If we don't leave now, it will be too late." Akai Shuichi now hoped that when he opened his eyes, he would no longer be there. "This is the same principle as using regional power outages to eliminate monitoring signals. The intrusion signal is likely not aimed at us, but at the entire area. Ordinary home networks or ordinary company firewalls cannot prevent it, but we blocked it..."

Hearing this, Soran's expression changed.

But Akai Shuichi simply explained the strange phone call just now: "Also, usually when you receive an unfamiliar call, you either hang up or answer it. It's rare to leave it alone and let it terminate on its own... What's more, our mobile phone signals are so concentrated."

"I'll arrange someone right away..." James stood up, no longer embarrassed.

"No, let's not make too much noise now." Akai Shuichi held his forehead, "If we leave now, we may still be able to transfer to another place successfully, but we have already wasted several minutes... The organization's people may have secretly watched this place."

Soran clenched his fists. “A few minutes? How could those guys be so fast?”

Akai Hide looked up expressionlessly, "Nothing is impossible. If they weren't already nearby, they probably wouldn't bother to use this trick."

James looked at him: "Now, how should we deal with it?"

"Wait."

Akai Shuichi closed his eyes again and took out his pistol. "We should remain unchanged in the face of change. There are no other civilians near us. This is already good news."

Moreover, he had a vague feeling...

I had a feeling I was going to run into an old acquaintance.

... "Brother, the target is locked, in 118-chome, between 127 and ."

A street in Haido-cho 3-chome.

An inconspicuous black car was parked on the side of the road.

In the car, Vodka was holding a small tablet, and a small red area was shown on the gray and white flat map.

"Oh, I see."

the back seat of the car.

Gin glanced at the tablet map, hummed softly, then took out his phone and made a call, "Where are the signals that didn't respond just now mainly distributed?"

"There are some near 4-chome 9th street and 3-chome 3rd street..."

The person who connected with Gin was Vermouth.

Now she didn't know where to go for "investigation".

"San-chome Jusan Street? I remember there's a company there." Gin took Vodka's tablet and took a look at it. He couldn't help but sigh at how fast the times have changed. "Is there a specific area for Jiu Street?"

"How should I know? You should be thankful that you can understand this signal area sign."

Vermouth's tone was a little bad.

I originally thought that she would just have to go door to door and street to street to investigate, but it turned out that Gin already had a way to eliminate them, and she only needed to go to the organization to inspect the nearby sending points...

So why is she disguised?
Vermouth seriously suspected that Gin was deliberately making fun of her.

However, Gin didn't know that Vermouth was criticizing him in his heart. He just felt a little itchy in his nose, and then he focused on the most important matter at the moment:
"Then let's assume it's near No. 118 on Ninth Street. Vodka's signal source is the safest, and it shouldn't be wrong... Vermouth, contact Calvados and the others, and have them contact the grassroots members to surround that area."

"understood."

After speaking briefly, the two of them hung up the phone in tacit understanding.

But Gin's work is not over yet.

Then he contacted Angostra.

After briefly explaining the current situation, Angostura on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then exploded -

"Gin, what the hell are you doing?! I asked you to confirm their location and not alert them, you bastard!!"

Gin subconsciously moved the phone further away, "Alerting the enemy? Maybe, but I have also confirmed the location of those people, right?"

It can be heard that Angostura has high blood pressure: "Yes! You have determined the location, but don't they have brains? Such an obvious positioning method, if they react, won't they run away? Hiss... Gin, you are not an undercover agent?"

Gin rolled his eyes, "I admire your imagination."

What an accurate guess.

but……

He really has no intention of letting us off this time.

"Okay, Stella, go prepare some men, they can't escape."

(End of this chapter)