Conan Rick's Investigator

After a moment, she asked the crystal ball again, "Why can't even you see clearly what happened to that little girl?"

The crystal ball shrilled, "I don't know either. I only see a fog regarding that matter."

Koizumi Hongzi's eyes changed and she was slightly surprised.

Even the magic crystal ball is said to be unbreakable, so that is indeed something unusual.

It made her want to catch up with the girl and calculate the fortune for her herself.

But since he has already run away, I won't force him anymore.

After collecting the 500 yen coins on the table, Koizumi Akako continued to set up her stall.

……

9:50 am, Imperial Capital Fourth Parking Lot.

Qin Zhibo walked to the parking lot gate ten minutes early.

This is an underground parking lot without surveillance cameras, and a self-service parking payment system is installed at the door.

In the dim parking lot, two rows of lights extend all the way to the innermost part, and on both sides of the lights are neatly parked mid- to high-end cars.

At the back of the parking lot, Qin Zhibo found the iconic Porsche 356A.

Coming to the car, Vodka lowered the window.

"Michael, didn't you drive here yourself?"

"No."

Faced with the "unconventional" attitude of the organization boss's confidant, Vodka was obviously stunned.

At this time, Gin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, spoke coldly.

"Get in the car first."

Qin Zhibo responded and walked to the door of the back seat. He pushed it open and saw a purple phantom sitting inside.

It's Vermouth!

Qin Zhibo was surprised when he saw Vermouth.

She is actually part of this plan?

This was the first time the two had met since he had returned her intact to the organization's boss.

Has your leg injury healed?

Qin Zhibo pretended to be unmoved and got into the car, while glancing at Vermouth out of the corner of his eye without leaving a trace.

Today, Vermouth did not wear the organization's iconic black uniform, but was dressed in a more professional outfit, with a deep V collar with lace appliqués and a sexy hip skirt on the lower body.

Vermouth moved to the seat next to her to make room for Michael who had just gotten on the bus.

Facing Michael, she crossed her legs, hugged her proud bust with her arms, and deliberately closed her eyes and remained silent.

Last time, Qin Zhibo used the identity of "Michael" to reach a deal with Vermouth, which was to exchange the Panester fragment for Conan's life.

Of course, Vermouth agreed to the deal, and the exchange between the two was successfully completed.

But even so, Vermouth was still wary of Michael.

Because Conan's survival is a long-term matter, she has to worry about him as long as Conan is alive.

As long as Michael needs, he can use this weakness to force her to do more.

This is even more difficult for Vermouth than the secret that Bourbon holds.

If Bourbon dared to leak the secret, she would make him die miserably.

As for her, she won't bear too many negative consequences. She just has an additional identity that she doesn't want others to know...

But Conan's life is not only related to Angel's future. Once the boss knows that she has shown favoritism to people outside the organization, the punishment may be more terrifying than death itself.

If that happens, she will definitely tell Michael what he asked her to do.

Although she didn't understand what that thing meant, since it appeared in the dressing box given to her by her boss, it must have a deep meaning.

Don’t push me too far, if we die, we die together!

……

Are you pretending to be indifferent?

Seeing this, Qin Zhibo, who got into the car, also chose to remain silent and did not talk to Vermouth.

Vodka and Gin, who were sitting in the front seat, looked through the rearview mirror and saw that something seemed to be wrong with the relationship between the two, but they didn't know what was wrong.

The car sat in silence for another 11 minutes before a gray-white Citroën slowly drove past the front of the Porsche.

Gin gave Vodka a look, signaling him to follow.

Long, long——, long...

The unique unequal-length engine echoed in the underground parking lot, and Vodka drove the Porsche 356A next to the Citroën.

The two cars drove side by side and drove into the innermost empty parking space together.

The Citroën rolled down its window, and sitting in the driver's seat was none other than Rena Mizunashi, codenamed "Kil" by the organization.

Gin silently lit a Seven Stars cigarette, holding it between his lips, but his pronunciation was very clear, "What's wrong? Gil, didn't we agree to meet at 10 o'clock?"

Mizunashi Rena frowned, but still pretended to be calm. "I was just worried that someone was following me from the TV station, so I took a detour..."

This is a lie.

In fact, she was a little worried about Qin Zhibo's decision to let her continue with the assassination plan. She had a lot of random thoughts on the way, which caused some delays.

But she didn't expect that just a one-minute delay would cause Gin to be so alert.

"So can you retrieve that pistol pointed at me from behind the door?"

"If you shoot me because of some strange suspicion, no one will help you get rid of DJ."

Rena Mizunashi emphasized her importance in this operation.

This trick really worked, and Gin showed a sinister sneer.

This little episode surprised Qin Zhibo, who was sitting in the back row.

Just now when Gin was taking out a cigarette, from his perspective, he thought Gin was really taking out a cigarette, but he didn't expect that he was taking out a pistol.

"Humph, it doesn't matter. We have spies within a 500-meter radius of this building anyway."

"If a suspicious vehicle approaches, we will know immediately."

Gin put the pistol hidden behind the car door back into the holster under his armpit and said, "Let's confirm the plan one last time. Tell me what you think."

Mizunashi Reina introduced expressionlessly, "The time is 13: PM, the location is Eddie P. I'll be the one interviewing the DJ and guide him there..."

As he was speaking, another car drove to the other side of the Citroën with the low roar of its engine.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Chianti and Cohen.

Rena Mizunoshi's eyes were filled with surprise. She clearly remembered Qin Zhibo saying that he was the sniper involved in this operation.

"Chianti...even Cohen is here, how reassuring."

"This assassination is entirely up to you. Don't let the bullet hit me."

The surprise and uneasiness were quickly calmed down by Rena Mizunoshi. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she spoke compliments to Wolong and Fengchu.

But Chianti looked unhappy, as if he didn't appreciate it.

Cohen, sitting in the passenger seat, poked his head out and explained dully, "This time, it wasn't us who did it, it was someone else..."

"Someone else?"

Mizunashi Rena was puzzled for a moment, and then she heard the sound of a window lowering from the back seat of a Porsche on the other side.

"I'm the one who did it this time."

"The organization's new member, Michael..."

Behind the dark car window, a foreign man with golden curly hair appeared and introduced himself to Mizunashi Rena in a calm tone.

When she saw "Michael", Rena Mizunashi couldn't help but smile.

Now it all fits.

"Then please."

The other party responded coldly, "Well...but you must lead the target to the center of my scope."

Qin Zhibo did not choose to communicate too much with Mizuno Rena.

He met her to reassure her, and told her through code words to just follow the assassination plan.

Qin Zhibo was about to raise the car window when Chianti, who was sitting across the car, seemed to notice something and immediately shouted.

"Wait a moment!"

She hurriedly got out of her Dodge Viper sports car, ran outside the Porsche, and looked angrily at Vermouth who was resting with her eyes closed in the car window.

"Hey! What's this?"

"How could I not know that this woman would appear here! This vicious woman who took Calvados away without permission and watched him get killed!"

Chianti slammed the car door angrily, very unhappy with Vermouth's arrival.

But she didn't vent much of her dissatisfaction, because Gin in the front seat said coldly, "Get back in the car", which made Chianti feel a little deflated.

Gin explained, "Vermouth came here just in case."

"But……"

Chianti was about to retort, but Gin immediately brought up a more powerful figure, "This is also an order from that lord."

Upon hearing the name of "that adult", Chianti could only snort, grit his teeth and return to his car.

Hearing this, Qin Zhibo was shocked.

Was Vermouth sent by the organization's boss to join this plan?

This is natural. The boss of the organization knows that none of his "confidants" are involved in this operation, so he must prepare a backup plan.

If Gin had thought about it a little more, he would have doubted his own identity and wondered how the boss of the organization could be so distrustful of his "confidant".

It seems that staying in the organization is not a long-term solution...

"It's almost time to go, right?"

In the back row, Vermouth took out a windproof lighter, lit a slim lady's cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Well, let's go."

At Gin's command, the three cars drove out of the underground parking lot one after another in order.

……

Coming out of the underground parking lot, the three cars split into two groups.

The white Citroën went all the way alone. Rena Mizunashi had to go back to the TV station, meet up with her colleagues there, and then take the TV station's car to the interview location.

As for Gin and his group, they must first rush to "Eddie P", which is Haido Park.

On the way to the park, Qin Zhibo looked at the Seven Stars cigarette in Gin's mouth and smoked one after another.

Gin seems to be an old smoker and smokes a lot.

At this time, Qin Zhibo needed something from Gin to complete his plan.

Cigarettes are obviously the best thing that Gin can get.

Qin Zhibo was about to ask for one when Gin suddenly took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to the back of his hand.

"This is a photo of the target."

Gin gave Michael a photo of Yasuteru Domon to help him identify the target in the crowd.

Although this step seems a bit redundant considering the strength of the boss's confidants, it never goes a wrong to be more prepared.

But what he didn't expect was that Michael took the photo, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the photo.

Gin frowned.

"what are you doing?"