I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 107 Commissioner Smith (2 more)
Rena Mizuno drove her white BMW back to the apartment building.

As soon as she got off the car, she heard a loud bang! !

The ground was shaking!

"Earthquake?" Rena Mizuno was startled and subconsciously ran to an open place.

However, she had only run two steps when she saw a fireball rising into the sky in the distance!
"!!!" Rena Mizuno looked at the scene in astonishment and subconsciously took out her camera to record the scene.

After she came to her senses, she quickly got back into the car and drove to the scene of the incident.

While driving, she called her photographer and asked him to rush to the scene.

However, this scene was not only seen by Rena Mizunashi, but also by many Tokyo citizens.

Some people are panicking, some are afraid, some are curious...

The traffic roads were suddenly congested by a large number of vehicles.

"There's a traffic jam again...it's always like this!" Mizunashi Rena complained as usual.

While complaining, she took the sneakers from the back seat and put them on, took her cell phone and bag, got out of the car, and started running towards the scene of the incident.

After running wildly for more than ten minutes, Rena Mizuno vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The buildings around here...why do they look so familiar?
This road...

Could it be that...

With a bad premonition, Rena Mizunoshi quickened her pace, quickly passed through the crowd and arrived at the scene of the incident.

“Huff, huff, huff…” Rena Mizunoshi’s chest rose and fell as she gasped.

She looked at the bombed villa in front of her and was shocked!
The hunch was right!!

This is indeed a secret base of the CIA

How did it get blown up?

truck?

Someone forced their way in with a truck?
And then detonated the bomb in the car?

Rena Mizuno looked at the situation in front of her and roughly guessed what was going on.

She really wanted to go in and investigate and gather more information.

However, there was still a raging fire burning over there in the villa, so she didn't dare get close, so she took out the camera from her bag and quickly started filming.

While filming, Rena Mizunoshi gradually calmed down.

She then took out her cell phone and called her superior.

However, there was no response.

At the same time, sirens began to sound.

Seeing this, Mizuno Rena quickly came to her senses.

After she changed the memory card, she filmed herself and said seriously, "Hello everyone, I am Rena Mizunashi from Radio Nichimai, and this is the location where the explosion just happened——————"

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In the Metropolitan Police Department, Rena Mizunashi was detained.

However, she wasn't worried.

This isn't the first time this has happened.

Any reporter who has not been invited to have tea by the police cannot be considered a good reporter!
She had hidden the memory card and was not worried that the police would find it.

Click.

"Ms. Rena Mizunoshi, you can go now." Sato Miwako let Rena Mizunoshi go.

"Needless to say, my camera was confiscated by you again, right?" Rena Mizunashi smiled.

"It's the request from the higher-ups, there's nothing I can do about it. I'll return it to you in a few days." Sato Miwako shrugged and sent the other person out.

Of course, reminders are essential.

When Rena Mizunashi left the Metropolitan Police Department and was about to take a taxi back to the TV station, a taxi stopped in front of her.

The car door opened with a click, and an old white man in the back seat waved at her and said, "Miss Bentang, I'll give you a ride."

When she heard the other party calling her real name, Mizunashi Rena sat in.

"Drive and take Miss home." The old white man said, took out an ID and said, "I am CIA Special Agent Smith, I want to know the situation here."

Mizunashi Rena organized her thoughts and then briefly recounted what happened this morning.

However, she was not foolish enough to tell the truth, but instead modified some of the facts.

For example, the two CIA agents in charge of the operation were not identified by Shiraishi E, but they were clumsy enough to expose their secrets and were discovered by Moritani Teiji.

As for the video she filmed, she had no intention of telling the other party.

Rena Mizunashi's motive for doing this was simple.

She had no interest in the gangster at all.

Tokyo is not her hometown, so they can bomb it however they want. It has nothing to do with her.

She just wants to focus on investigating the organization!
After listening to this, Commissioner Smith asked, "So who do you think did this?"

Rena Mizunashi felt that it must have been done by that gangster. The modus operandi could not be said to be exactly the same, but it could be said to be completely similar.

We win by firepower. We don't play around with you. Just bomb them and that's it!
But she didn't say that. Instead, she said seriously: "I think... it was done by that organization!"

Rena Mizuno put the blame on the organization without even thinking.

"I also think it was done by that organization." Commissioner Smith nodded with satisfaction and said, "After all, in this place, only they can make such a big noise!" "…" Rena Mizunashi was stunned. She didn't expect that the other party did not doubt her confession at all!

Is that so unprofessional?
Commissioner Smith noticed Rena Mizunashi's surprise, he smiled and said, "Although Max is my competitor, I have always respected him!"

"I will take care of the rest. Don't worry. You continue to lurk."

"We will arrange for someone to contact you... Do you understand?"

Rena Mizunoshi is not a fool. Her undercover career over the years has made her mature.

When she heard what the other party said, she immediately reacted... This Commissioner Smith and her superior Max are competitors, and they both wish the other party would die.

Now that he was killed in the explosion, Commissioner Smith was too happy to bother about revenge or trouble for the gangster?

The other party now only wants to pass the blame to the organization so that they can close the case early, and then re-arrange their own people in Tokyo to start making extra money.

Thinking of this, Mizuno Rena sighed in her heart... Working with this bunch of insects fighting for power, when will it be possible to destroy the organization?

However, this result is also a good thing for her - she hates doing things outside of Lurking Winery!
As for revenge for other CIA members?

Rena Mizunoshi has no idea at all!

In her eyes, these guys are actually no different from the people in the winery, they are all criminals!

The only difference is that they are criminals with a license to commit crimes!
They were not the same kind of people to begin with, so if they died, they died. She had no interest in helping them get revenge.

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"Those bastards from the CIA actually said we did it?"

"How could we have done this?"

"It's obviously that gangster who did this. I even found the photo!!"

"This is just nonsense!"

"........."

In a bar, Rum flew into a rage and threw several photos on the table.

This is a photo taken by a surveillance camera in a private house near the CIA's secret base. The gangster is still wearing his iconic red mask and driving a black truck.

Vodka took the photo and placed it in front of Gin immediately, then looked at it himself.

Then he angrily said: "Baga! How dare these CIA slander us! Do they really think we are made of mud?"

"Boss Rum, I'm going to get someone to teach them a lesson right now!"

"Didn't they say we did it? Let's do it right now and show them!!"

With that said, Vodka walked towards the gate angrily.

Vermouth was trimming her nails slowly and said, "Vodka, I advise you not to do this."

"We haven't been doing well lately. First, we had a fight with the gangsters at the South Pier and lost a member."

"Then Shirley was captured by that guy, and several secret laboratories had to be destroyed to keep it secret."

"We haven't even finished the reconstruction yet, and now we're dealing with the CIA again."

"We are a criminal organization, not a terrorist organization. All our actions are focused on developing drugs."

This statement is well-founded and cannot be refuted.

Vodka angrily slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Vermouth, I've been bullied to the face! Are you just going to let it go?"

"What can we do?" Vermouth raised her slender fingers and looked at the shape of her nails, and said, "Who can tell me that I can mobilize the army?"

"If you really want to take action, the U.S. military base in Okinawa will send a few fighter jets to attack you... Whether you can bear it or not is one thing, but the boss will not be able to bear it."

These words immediately calmed down the angry Vodka.

He also felt that his small body was not enough to stop the American fighter jets.

But he said rather unwillingly: "So what do you think we should do now? We can't just let them blackmail us like this, right?"

"We can't help it. A new official has three fires to start with." Vermouth shrugged and said, "Commissioner Smith is throwing this blame on us. It's obvious that he is trying to blackmail us."

"They are here to make money. If we pay them enough, they will naturally stop causing trouble for us...right, Rum?"

"Hey, you're right." Rum gradually calmed down, and he had to admit that Vermouth's judgment was correct.

Besides, it’s not a bad thing to deal with such people.

As long as they pay enough money, they can save a lot of trouble.

As for the money...I can earn it back later.

This is not the first time that the organization has taken the blame. And this time it is not in vain, at least it can deter others.

Thinking of this, Rum looked at Belmode and said, "Go give Commissioner Smith some money and get rid of him! And find a few scapegoats to give him an explanation."

"By the way, didn't Calvados die? See if you can find the body."

"If you can't find him, just find a scapegoat to disguise himself as him and hand him over!"

"A formal member, that's enough weight. Try to calm things down!"

"I understand." Vermouth nodded to indicate that it was okay.

Rum then looked at Gin and said, "Don't make any big moves recently. The most urgent task is to find a drug developer to replace Shirley!"

"Also, we have to choose a secluded place to set up the laboratory... This time we will try to choose a more remote place so that it is convenient for conducting human experiments."

"I understand, Boss Rum." Vodka nodded to show that he understood.

(End of this chapter)