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

However, Sherry, as Akemi Miyano's younger sister, is different. As a member of the intelligence organization, Rye Whiskey should know where to invest her emotions and where to let them go.

After all, he had faced off against Rye Whiskey many times, and he felt that Rye Whiskey couldn't possibly be that foolish.

However, just as Gin placed his finger on the trigger, preparing to fire at Vermouth's side and stage a scene of shooting Sherry, a figure finally appeared at the door of the abandoned warehouse.

Gin's lips curled into a smile.

He never believed that a silver bullet could exist in this world that could dismantle the entire Black Organization in one blow.

Although Rye Whiskey was indeed the most formidable opponent he had ever encountered, Rye Whiskey's strength was far from enough to dismantle the Black Organization. Therefore, he was going to kill Rye Whiskey now.

This proves that the story of dismantling the Black Organization is nothing but a fabricated legend.

However, the moment Gin turned his head, he froze.

At this moment, the person appearing in the abandoned warehouse is bourbon whiskey, not rye whiskey.

It's Toru Amuro!

At that moment, Rei Furuya frowned.

This simulation is too realistic! If he weren't actually here, he would have thought he was a mole who had infiltrated the Black Organization. Oh well, he was a mole after all, so it's alright.

"Gin, you should release them."

Amuro Tooru's voice was deep.

Although the voice is the same as that of bourbon whiskey, the tone and pitch are completely different. After seeing Amuro Tooru's appearance, Gin and Vermouth finally confirmed that there are indeed two bourbon whiskeys in Tokyo.

Gin's gaze fell on Amuro Tooru's pistol, then he said disdainfully,

"Rye whiskey, it seems you're even more foolish than I thought."

"You have chosen your own burial place, and I... will add the last handful of soil to your grave!"

The next moment, Vermouth's figure flashed, and she fired a shot with zero frames.

The bullet pierced Amuro Tooru's face in an instant.

The disguise mask suddenly cracked open, revealing a completely different skin tone underneath.

Gunshots rang out throughout the abandoned warehouse.

Shuichi Akai rolled over and hid behind a nearby shelf.

He feigned surprise, but his hands didn't stop. He fired back repeatedly in the direction of Gin and Vermouth, forcing them to find cover.

The gunshot instantly roused the Japanese public security officers outside.

Kazami Yuya realized that Furuya Rei was in trouble, so he quickly led a group of Japanese Public Security officers toward the abandoned warehouse to prepare for a rescue operation.

Hearing the footsteps outside, Vermouth frowned slightly and said,

"That double agent from the US and Japan, Rye Whiskey, is really troublesome."

“The people outside are either the Japanese Public Security Bureau or the FBI, and both will arrive at the scene very soon. Bourbon Whiskey, you need to act quickly and take care of Rye Whiskey.”

Vermouth's voice came through the headphones to Rei Furuya's ears.

Upon hearing this, Furuya Rei was taken aback.

A top-level intelligence agent for both the US and Japan? What does that mean?

Huh? Rye whiskey is from the Japanese Public Security Bureau?

When Furuya Rei thought of this, his expression changed.

His position in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department was not high, so much so that he still did not know which intelligence organizations' undercover agents were on that undercover list, let alone the other undercover agents on the Japanese Public Security Bureau's list.

Now that Vermouth is saying these things, she must have already infiltrated the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to investigate.

Could it be that Rye Whiskey is actually a double agent for both the Japanese Public Security Bureau and the FBI, and that his previous targeting of Rye Whiskey was actually targeting allies?

Despite his hesitation, Rei Furuya took advantage of his position and fired repeatedly at Shuichi Akai's location. The bullets grazed the shelf but failed to hit Shuichi Akai.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Gin, noticing that the people outside were about to enter the warehouse and turn it into a chaotic battleground, smirked. He pressed a switch, and an explosion rang out instantly, followed by a deafening collapse.

Kazami Yuya and his group, who originally planned to storm the warehouse, were immediately blocked by the collapsed building.

However, Shuichi Akai was not stopped.

He quickly threw a bomb, which blew up the wall next to him, and then leaped out.

Seeing this, Furuya Rei followed closely behind and left together.

Gin then placed his fingers on the headphones and adjusted them slightly.

The sound of vodka rang out.

"Boss, Shuichi Akai is driving a red car and heading towards the mountain road of Mount Raiha. Bourbon Whiskey is chasing after him in the black car that was parked next to him earlier."

Upon hearing this, Gin glanced one last time at the Japanese Public Security officers who were being held back outside.

Then he said to Vermouth,

"Let's go, this isn't the best viewing spot."

Chapter 485 High-Speed ​​Chase

Shuichi Akai's early arrival in the Raihayama area wasn't simply to find Vermouth's location sooner.

He hid a car in Chen En's makeshift bat cave here, and after the warehouse collapsed, he immediately drove towards the mountain road in the Laiye Mountain area, looking like he was on the run.

In reality, from the beginning until now, the current situation is entirely within Chen En's previous expectations.

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The vehicle was speeding along the mountain road.

As expected, Shuichi Akai could see Rei Furuya following far behind in his black car through the side mirror. He silently calculated the mountain road route to Laiha Mountain and considered the most feasible time for his fake death plan.

Looking ahead at the vehicle, which was entirely red and extremely eye-catching, it seemed to have tripled its performance.

Furuya Rei, who was pursuing from behind, couldn't help but twitch his brow.

He really felt a surge of anger rising within him whenever he saw that red car.

Rei Furuya immediately slammed on the gas.

The black car increased its speed again.

His expression turned serious.

Those who truly want to win don't laugh.

Moreover, vehicle performance is not the only criterion for determining victory or defeat!

If you can't even turn it on, what's the point of talking about performance?!

Two cars, one black and one red, sped along the mountain road of Laiye Mountain, chasing each other.

Meanwhile, Vodka, a codenamed member of the Black Organization, had been keeping a close eye on both sides' situations.

He held binoculars, observing the situation of bourbon and rye whiskey, intending to see if the two whiskeys were colluding or if there was a mole among them.

This is arguably one of the best viewing spots.

All that's left is for Gin and Vermouth to arrive, and then everything will be perfect.

Gin drove his new car, with Vermouth on the back, and launched off with a single press of the accelerator.

He didn't care at all about his new car.

After all, it was just a temporary item. His real concern was still the antique Porsche that had been towed away by the Japanese police, and he was planning when he could get it back in the future.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Vermouth turned her head to look at the warehouse, which was still flaming and had been exploded a second time.

A meaningful look appeared in her eyes as she asked curiously,

"Gin, when did you start liking explosives?"

"Could it be that you're increasing the frequency and amount of explosives you use because you think it's prestigious? What a cunning man."

Gin: ?

He didn't even glance at Vermouth in the passenger seat.

Gin bluntly stated...

"How I do things is my business, and it's none of your concern."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you keep talking, I'll throw you down and you'll have to find your own car to get there."

Hearing this, Vermouth remained unperturbed, leaning back in the passenger seat.

She knew Gin would never do that.

Seeing Vermouth's appearance, Gin's brows furrowed slightly.

But in the end, Gin didn't say anything more.

As long as the woman doesn't keep talking and interfere with his thinking, he'll pretend she doesn't exist.

The immediate priority is to get to the best observation position.

He needed to see with his own eyes the bourbon killing the rye whiskey before he could feel at ease.

A mole of the caliber of a rye whiskey.

If he hadn't seen Rye Whiskey die with his own eyes, if he hadn't seen Rye Whiskey's corpse with his own eyes, then he would never have believed that Rye Whiskey was really dead!

Gin accelerated once again, taking control of his vehicle.

The vehicle is moving rapidly toward its destination.

He could foresee that the Japanese Public Security Bureau would soon realize that the bourbon and rye whiskey had all left the area and entered the roadway of Raihayama to engage in a chase, and then follow closely behind to pursue them.

Therefore, his vehicle had to leave the area and enter the designated location before the Japanese police noticed.