Conan Rick's Investigator

What does Belmode mean?

She actually took the initiative to tell him about Hades?

And how did she know this matter, and how did she know it in such detail...

Is it a trap?

But he rushed to Wimbledon Stadium almost non-stop. If the organization wanted to set a trap, it must have set it in advance.

Could it be that the organization could have calculated that after the Vauxhall incident was over, they would come to Wimbledon to resolve the bomb incident?

After thinking about it for a while, Qin Zhibo shook his head and felt that this was impossible.

If even this could be calculated, then he is truly a master of calculation.

"Then... I wish you good luck."

After saying that, Belmod hung up the phone.

Her last words, "Good luck," were a heartfelt blessing, without any false courtesy between enemies.

Because only if Michael successfully solves Hades and the bomb, Conan and Kudo Shinichi behind this identity will not be revealed to the world.

Just now in the live broadcast, Conan did something childish that seemed to make a fool of himself in public.

But Vermouth knew that with her "godson's" reasoning ability, he must have discovered something was wrong and was working to resolve the incident.

If he successfully resolved the incident, the bomb would not hit Angel, but Conan would have to show under the attention of the whole world that he was not an ordinary elementary school student.

And at this time, Elena Miyano happened to say those words.

The mortality rate of atpx4869 is not 100%...

Although Vermouth is not sure what she has mastered, she can only do her best to remedy the situation to prevent the organization from suspecting that Kudo Shinichi is not dead yet, or even has become smaller.

In this case, the only solution is to reveal the information to Michael and let him solve the incident.

As for the information just narrated, Vermouth herself had been Hades's assistant after all, so she could naturally discern Hades's modus operandi.

It was just that she had completely left this identity a few days ago and was not fully aware of Hades' plan of action.

From now on, I can only leave it to him...

Vermouth plugged the microphone back into the landline at the counter and said "thank you" to the clerk behind the counter.

The clerk behind the counter

He stared at Vermouth's departing back with an infatuated look in his eyes, forgetting even to answer.

Although her true face is hidden under the hat and sunglasses, just from the exposed part, you can tell that she is definitely a great beauty.

Vermouth dragged her injured shoulder out of the coffee shop, came to the parking area, and stood next to a black Hummer.

She pushed open the car door and saw Elena Miyano sitting inside with her legs crossed and watching a tablet.

"It's just going to the bathroom, why does it take so long?" Elena Miyano asked, tilting her head.

"I checked the injuries..."

Vermouth's tone was cold and she didn't want to talk much to Miyano Elena.

In fact, Vermouth did take a look at the injury, but the wound on her shoulder had already been bandaged, although the technique was not delicate.

She knew that it could only have been Michael who bandaged it.

After listening to Vermouth's explanation, Elena Miyano did not say anything and continued to turn her head to stare at the tennis game on the tablet.

After the car started, Vermouth asked in a cold voice.

"Where are we going next?"

Elena Miyano was looking at the tablet on her lap, looking very interested in the game on it, and had no intention of paying any attention to Vermouth at all.

Seeing this, Vermouth also turned her head and looked out the car window.

But just when Vermouth thought that this woman would not answer, Miyano Elena slowly spoke again.

"Looks like some rats have gotten into 'that sir's' backyard. We need to go clean it up..."

"But don't worry, you're injured now, so there's no need for you to do it yourself."

That adult's backyard?

Vermouth frowned slightly. She only knew that the adult was often active in Japan and rarely came to England in person.

As for the backyard or something, she had never heard of it.

However, this woman who joined the organization later than herself seemed to know everything...

Just as Vermouth was guessing in her heart, Elena Miyano seemed to remember something and turned her head suddenly.

"That's right!"

"I forgot to tell you, when I rescued you just now, I had my men kill the man who kidnapped you."

"Three shots, right?"

The man in black in the passenger seat nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

Miyano Elena smiled slightly and looked at Vermouth meaningfully, "Don't thank me, this is what I should do..."

After saying that, she continued to look at the tablet.

But after hearing what Elena Miyano said, Vermouth could no longer remain calm.

Now that Michael has been killed...

Who was the person who answered the phone just now?

Chapter 1303: Looking for Someone on the Stadium

In the back seat of the car, Vermouth held her cheek with the base of her hand and glanced warily at Elena Miyano beside her.

What Elena Miyano revealed just now forced her to use this method to hide the shocked expression on her face.

This woman said she had ordered her men to kill Michael?

But I clearly called Michael just now, and the call was connected.

Could it be that this woman took Michael's phone?

If that's the case, then the person who answered the phone call I made just now under the pretext of sneaking out was not Michael, but Elena Miyano?

Thinking of this, there was a hint of murderous intent in Vermouth's eyes.

I just told Hades' condition without reservation.

If Elena Miyano heard these words, her actions would undoubtedly be considered as rebellion.

When the time comes...

Vermouth knew that if she continued to stay quiet like this, she would die when the car reached its destination.

Since Bo asked Miyano Elena to test his loyalty, he must have prepared a means to quickly execute him if he failed the test.

We can’t just sit there and wait for death…

A hint of coldness flashed across Vermouth's beautiful eyes, and her mind was highly focused at this moment.

Now she didn't have a gun on her, so she could only quickly grab the pistol and then subdue the three people in the car.

Fortunately, Elena Miyano, who was sitting in the back row, was a scientist and her close combat abilities were not strong.

But once you do this, it means you have completely betrayed the organization...

People who betray the organization usually don't have a good ending.

Especially for people like me, no matter how big the world is, I will never have a hiding place from now on.

Vermouth was still hesitating.

At this time, Elena Miyano next to her swiped the tablet to a news page, on which was the press release that had just been made public.

She stared at the screen, but as she looked, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"How could this be?"

"That person is not dead?"

Vermouth, who was suffering in her heart, looked at Miyano Elena and asked, "Who is not dead?"

Miyano Elena handed her the tablet and said, "This is the official announcement made by the police regarding the accident just now..."

"It only mentioned that there was a female casualty, but did not mention the person's condition."

Vermouth glanced at Elena Miyano doubtfully, then turned to look at the press release on the screen.

As she said, the news attributed the crash to a traffic accident.

It only mentioned that the driver fled the scene and that the driver of the white car suffered a mild concussion.

Not a word was said about Michael's condition.

Vermouth's expression changed slightly, but then she analyzed calmly.

“Maybe that guy was wearing a bulletproof vest?”

"Or it could be fake news released by the London police..."

"No." Miyano Elena took the tablet from Vermouth, "It could also be fake news released by MI6."

"The London police are currently busy dealing with the Hades incident, so they probably won't respond to something like this so quickly."

"But you said that man was wearing a bulletproof vest, so this is possible..."

Belmode: "..."

Vermouth looked at Elena Miyano and saw that she was not sure whether to get rid of Michael, so she became a little unsure herself.

If Michael was indeed not dead and the person who answered the phone just now was indeed Michael, then there would be no need for him to do anything in the car.

To be honest, she has a shoulder injury now, so even if she takes action first, she is not completely sure that she can deal with three people including Miyano Elena.

If I fail, the result will naturally be death here.

And once they succeed, they will face a long pursuit by the organization.

Rather than taking a gamble on a future that would turn out badly no matter what, it would be better to gamble that Michael was still alive…

Even if I lose the bet, the worst that can happen is death.

Fortunately, he still had the drug A in his pocket that he had originally intended to use to execute Akai Mary.

If you find that something is wrong, you can quickly understand it yourself to avoid being punished.

Besides, that man even killed Gin, there is no way he could die so easily.

Don't die either...

Since she has decided to take a big gamble, Vermouth can only pray for Michael in this way.

Pray for yourself too.

……

Wimbledon tennis courts.

Qin Zhibo stood on the highest step of the stadium, scanning the entire audience while recalling the phone call just now.

He never expected that Vermouth would call him just to tell him about Hades.

From her tone, it seemed that she knew very well where Hades was currently.

Hades himself was sitting in the stands directly opposite Minerva's mother, holding a portable camera in his hand...

With Vermouth's description, the search scope has been narrowed down a lot.

However, Qin Zhibo now had no idea where Minerba's mother was sitting.

In addition, this is a huge venue with a capacity of 15 people, so it is extremely difficult to find audience members holding portable cameras.

If only there was some way to narrow it down a bit...

On the other side, Conan was staring at Minerva in the center of the court, and in his mind, he gradually pieced together a coherent message from the Braille words that indicated where her serve would land.