I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

Chapter 473 Acting cheaply
The night was pitch black, and even the stars in the sky had disappeared.

The Black Organization's temporary local headquarters in Tokyo.

Curaçao is speaking directly with his superior, the rum supplier.

Her expression remained calm as always.

"The plan for Ireland has been put forward."

"So, are you confident about this?"

The rum asked,
"If you're not confident, then abandon this mission."

"Ultimately, the initial decision was that you would stay only if the theft of the spy list was successful, and if it failed, you would be evacuated immediately. It was only because of the danger posed by the Tokyo-based organization that you were allowed to stay a little longer."

"The organization already has enough codenamed members in Tokyo. Whether you stay or not won't change what you're called."

Upon hearing this, Curaçao nodded silently.

Within the organization, she is known as "Curaçao, who possesses a thousand colors," but in front of familiar people, she always only presents one color, appearing somewhat lacking in emotional fluctuation.

However, rum has gotten used to this.

"It seems you're confident you can get out unscathed."

"However, I need to remind you one last thing: your goal is to take down Rye Whiskey, not Batman. Therefore, if you feel strained when the plan requires you to hold Batman back, retreat immediately."

"Killing Batman is Ireland's goal, not yours."

"Besides, in my opinion, Ireland's credibility isn't that high either..."

Rum whispered.

The fact that Curaçao failed to steal spy information this time is just too bizarre. Under normal circumstances, how could someone hack into the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's confidential database and then change the spy list without doing anything?
Isn't that just plain stupid?
It seems that someone tipped them off beforehand, leading to someone deliberately altering the spy list and leaving it to Curaçao, who then stole it and brought it back to the organization, thus triggering internal strife within the organization.

The person who tipped him off could not have been himself, nor could it have been Curaçao, who almost got caught.

Therefore, rum suspects that Ireland was tipping them off.

The obviously fake spy list did not include Ireland's code name. Even if Ireland saved Curaçao, it could not rule out suspicion. After all, Ireland could very well have set up a trap for Curaçao, arresting and releasing him to gain favor.

The tactic of feigning indifference to lure someone in is a common one in any country or region.

“Kier told you there are two kinds of bourbon whiskey, which is unbelievable. Kiel is a member of the Gin Operations Group. Gin is very close to Vermouth, who is completely opposed to you.”

"Your situation will likely be very dangerous during this operation."

"So, I'm giving you the authority to act as you please. You can kill whoever you want, no problem. If anything goes wrong, I'll take the blame for you. There isn't a single codename member in the entire city of Tokyo that you can truly trust. Even if you kill them all, you won't be making a mistake."

Rum's words sounded dangerous and domineering. He continued,

"Curaçao, you'd better come back alive."

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"The information about bourbon whiskey... it feels vaguely familiar."

Vermouth said in a low voice.

She was using her laptop to go online, and her purpose was obvious: to investigate the secrets of bourbon whiskey, just as Gin had told her before.

If bourbon whiskey has no secrets, no cards left, then bourbon whiskey is dead.

What Vermouth needs to do is precisely to eliminate the root of the problem. As long as she can find where Bourbon Whiskey hid the information, she can naturally use the ingredients of Dark Baron, or use offline methods to eliminate it, thus clearing away any worries in order to get rid of Bourbon Whiskey.

However, the more Vermouth investigated, the stranger it seemed.

Because bourbon whiskey appears to use encryption methods employed by the Japanese Public Security Bureau for information security.

This was the solution given to her by the member of the Shadow Cabinet during their deal. She originally intended to use it on Dai Moroboshi, but unexpectedly, it yielded another discovery on Bourbon Whiskey.

Could it be that bourbon whiskey is really a mole within the Japanese Public Security Bureau?

At that time, Daishin Moroboshi started the sniping at the Beika Municipal Building, while the one who actually stayed at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Regional Headquarters was Bourbon Whiskey. So all of Bourbon Whiskey's actions make sense.

Vermouth is thinking.

If bourbon whiskey really was an undercover agent for the Japanese Public Security Bureau...

So their plan to kill someone turned out to be a good one, which sounds like a strange kind of dark humor.

However, Vermouth's thoughts were quickly interrupted.

The reason is simple: Gin has arrived.

As the top nuclear power engine of the Black Organization's operations team.

"What were the results of the investigation by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department?"

Gin asked calmly.

He approached Vermouth, his gaze lingering briefly on the laptop screen before Gin turned his attention back to Vermouth.

This wasn't because Vermouth was particularly noteworthy, but simply because Gin wasn't very knowledgeable about the field of computers.

"The results of the investigation were terrible, but it was expected."

"Shuichi Akai is a top-level agent in both the US and Japan. He also has a name in the Japanese Public Security Bureau, registered under the name Dai Moroboshi. Moreover, the Japanese Public Security Bureau has noticed that members of the Black Organization are chasing a woman with brown hair in a white coat."

"If Shuichi Akai's identity is indeed true, then we may have to face a joint hunt by the Japanese Public Security Bureau and the FBI. Therefore, we need to prepare some other equipment."

Upon hearing this, Gin simply nodded slightly and said nothing more.

—It's just preparing equipment, does Vermouth need to say more about such a thing?
Gin naturally knew how to deal with the FBI and the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

He then asked,
"And what about bourbon whiskey?"

"Have you located the preset message sending location for bourbon whiskey?"

Hearing this, Vermouth shook her head slightly and replied,
No...not yet.

"I haven't yet found the intended message transmission location for Bourbon Whiskey, which means we still can't stop Amuro Tooru from sending out the classified information after he was killed."

"However, at the current pace, it might be possible to do it tomorrow."

“If we can’t find the source of that message, then Bourbon Whiskey can’t die yet, but keeping him involved in high-level matters isn’t a good idea either. If all else fails, let him take charge of the peripheral work.”

"Make the most of everything. It's not too late to eliminate bourbon whiskey after we've found everyone connected to it."

　I'm sleepy, I'll finish the rest tomorrow...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)