Conan: When Shinjiu and Maolilan swap bodies

If one of the two people at the time was Vermouth, then it would make sense.

Vermouth knew of his existence, so she would naturally take precautions.

To avoid his presence being known to his companion, she used a fire extinguisher, both to conceal herself and her companion's figures and to prevent her companion from discovering his presence.

In this way, the explanation becomes clear.

He exhaled softly, and the chilling feeling subsided considerably.

……

The underground space was completely quiet.

The long corridor was filled with a depressing silence.

The two men, who had fought last night, acted as if nothing had happened and walked one after the other towards one of the rooms.

Gin pushed open the door as he arrived at it.

The metal door creaked loudly, and the lights came on in the dark room.

Inside the room, a disheveled figure had his hands tied up, and his clothes were covered in blood.

She had her head down, and seemed to have fallen into a coma.

Qingze raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Kil? Are you sure she's a rat? If that's the case, then Ray isn't dead."

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Kiel's ears twitched slightly, and he tried to lift his head, but he didn't have the strength.

Qingze circled around Gil, looked at Gin, and revealed a mocking smile.

"You're interrogating her? She's been injected with truth serum, and even after being interrogated, she hasn't revealed any information about the organization. She even killed that ruthless undercover agent. What's the point of torturing her?"

Gin didn't even blink. "Since we know she's a rat, then that old MD recording must be problematic. It might even have been pre-recorded. How will we know if she can withstand interrogation if we don't try?"

"Moreover, according to my investigation, the man she killed back then was her father."

Upon hearing Gin's words, Aozawa's gaze towards Gil immediately changed.

That's ruthless.

This family are all ruthless.

He felt that he was sometimes quite abnormal, but compared to these people, he was still far inferior.

"Tsk tsk, a father using his own death to elevate his daughter to power while simultaneously instilling hatred in her—isn't that the CIA's style?"

At first, Qingze thought that Gil was an FBI agent.

After all, Shuichi Akai, who collaborates with Kir, is an FBI agent.

But it turned out not to be.

"It should be the CIA," Gin said with certainty.

This kind of hate education is a prominent feature of the CIA.

They are very adept at using various means to incite hatred and create antagonism, and are extremely skilled at using hatred education to achieve their goals.

Looking at Kiel's trembling fingers, Qingze's gaze held a hint of pity.

"If someone can raise their own daughter to be an undercover agent, then the value of that daughter in that person's heart is nothing more than that."

Is being an undercover agent a good profession?

Is being a secret agent really a good career path?

What loving parent would let their daughter do this?

Look at how the Mori family protects their daughter, and then look at Kiel—it's a world of difference.

Gin gave a playful smile. "Maybe it's hatred. That man hated her to death, which is why he made her join the organization and then had her kill him with her own hands."

Qingze saw Gil's fingers tremble again, and he lowered his eyes, showing little interest.

"Hate is a bit extreme. I'm more inclined to believe that she had a well-protected sibling, and that well-protected sibling was the one who was truly loved..."

She's just not loved.

Because I am not loved, I am just a tool.

If Gin is thinking of playing along with him and trying to break Gil's will, he's overthinking it.

At most, it will affect Kiel's mentality.

These trained individuals, who are sent to infiltrate, are all quite determined.

Especially since he personally killed his own father, his hatred for the organization must have been ingrained in his very bones.

How could I possibly be swayed by a few words?

There's a saying that goes something like this: the less loved a person is, the more they crave to be loved.

Perhaps Kiel's father didn't love her, but Kiel definitely longed for his love. He probably made her swear an oath before he died, promising never to betray the CIA or something.

This kind of education has equated "loyalty" with "recognition" and "being loved".

It would be a miracle if she were swayed.

Qingze looked at Gin, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Given your style, if you've discovered she's problematic, shouldn't you just kill her?"

Keeping someone under custody for interrogation is not Gin's style.

“Rum has her useful.”

"How do we use it? Plant a human bomb and send it back to Rye?"

Hearing this, Gin suddenly smiled. "Good idea. Did you hear that, Rum?"

The room's security camera emitted a red light, and sound came from the speaker.

“Good idea. I’ll leave this to you, Koniak. Make sure she’s returned to Ray.”

Qingze: "..."

Were these two setting a trap for him?

He let out a cold laugh. "Rum, you seem to enjoy eavesdropping. Were you a cockroach in your past life?"

Hearing this blatant mockery, Rum was truly enraged.

He has held a high position for so many years, and only these two people have dared to be so rude to him.

Even Vermouth, the BOSS's favorite, has to show him some respect.

If it were anyone else, he would have killed them long ago.

"Koniak, this is the mission!" the mechanical voice shrill.

Qingze ignored him completely and turned to leave.

"I am a peace-loving and law-abiding person, and I don't like fighting and killing. You can handle this kind of thing yourselves, don't come to me."

Gin chuckled. "Do you even believe what you're saying? You might fool others, but don't fool yourself too."

Do you really think that falling in love will make you a better person?

"That's none of your concern." Qingze stood at the door, turned to look at him, and said with a hint of mockery, "You should think about how to kill Lai Yi and wash away the shame of letting a traitor live for so long."

"Then go and bring Curaçao back."

"I don't have the ability to break into the police station alone. Go there yourself if you want."

"Heh..." Gin clutched his abdomen, feeling the pain emanating from within, and laughed in a somewhat dangerous way.

"Then perhaps, let her..."

boom!

Qingze shot and destroyed the surveillance camera in the corner, cutting off Rum's surveillance.

The dark muzzle of the gun was turned around and aimed at Gin. With just a slight push of the index finger, the trigger could be pulled immediately.

Chapter 208 Don't Bring in Personal Grudges

Qingze stared at him expressionlessly, his face hidden in shadow beneath half a hood, only his red eyes reflecting a dangerous red light.

"I hate it when someone keeps threatening me with the same thing."

Gin faced the muzzle of his gun without flinching or dodging.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "I advised you long ago that weaknesses should be eliminated."

Creating weaknesses for yourself and not wanting to be manipulated by others—there's no such thing as a free lunch.

If you compromise for her once, you'll have to compromise countless times.

Unless, he can personally resolve this weakness.

"Of course you can do it. Once you do it, your story will immediately appear on Rum's phone. He's not like me; he won't be so merciful."

Qingze smiled.

Are these people really so fearless?

However, this task suited him perfectly.

Kiel listened to their conversation, his head still hanging low.

Koniak has a huge weakness...

What will it be?

I wonder if I'll be able to send this important message back before I die.

Standing in front of the screen, looking at the darkened monitoring display, Rum frowned slightly.

What was Gin just referring to?

Why did Koniak react so strongly?

she?

Who is she?

After thinking for a while, he put the matter aside for the time being.

Shuichi Akai's contact information has been confirmed.

The problem now is how to lure him out.

Sending a message using only Kiel's phone is definitely not enough.

Shuichi Akai isn't stupid; he won't fall for a random message.

There must be a lure that he knows is a trap, but he has no choice but to go.

Bait, bait...

Kiel isn't enough; we need to add something else...

……

At night, several cars discreetly drove out of the police hospital and headed to the Ocean Park.

Now that it's been confirmed that the Ferris wheel light show can restore Curaçao's memory, we need to act quickly.

Otherwise, dragging it out could easily lead to problems.

Only by obtaining the intelligence as soon as possible can we feel at ease.

Curaçao sat in the back seat of the car, her hands handcuffed, with two policemen sitting on either side of her.

She looked out at the traffic outside the window, then looked down at her handcuffed hands, her eyes slightly lowered.

Kazami Yuya, who was next to her, was on the phone. Even though he was using the phone receiver, some of the sounds from the other end of the line reached her ears.

It was a male voice.

She overheard it on Rum's phone when she was with him.

Belongs to Bourbon.

Did they actually know Bourbon's identity all along?