The famous criminal in the world of Conan

Chapter 484 Gin: Tired

3:50 AM

Conan, riding in Dr. Agasa's Beetle, finally arrived outside Kanbashi Station.

Although he encountered some strange things along the way.

For example, the unreliable Yamamura police officer in Gunma Prefecture brought a team of police officers and a blindfolded man to check and intercept people one by one on the road from Gunma Prefecture to Tokyo.

For example, along the way, there was always a car with the same destination as them, but the driving habits of this car were very strange, as if it didn't know how to drive and always drove over the line.

However, these have nothing to do with Conan. What he cares about is the people in the organization.

As far as organization was concerned, he encountered no obstacles, that is, no one from any organization came to intercept him.

This made him even more certain that he had deceived those in the organization, or rather, deceived Tequila.

This time, he must find evidence and clues about the organization, whether intentionally or not.

At the very least, we must obtain Tequila's DNA and fingerprints, and then enter his information into the national database so that he can no longer act freely!

Thinking of this, Conan just left a message to Dr. Agasa, asking him to wait here, and then he ran into Kanbashi Station by himself.

......

three minutes later

A black Porsche 356A arrived at the parking lot of a building near Xianqiao Station, and the tall and burly Vodka was the first to get out of the car.

After confirming through the headset that there were no sniper points nearby that could be targeted, Gin opened the passenger door.

Knowing that the opponent is likely to be the FBI, you can never be too careful.

What's more, in the brewery, Gin is an evergreen among killers.

His most notable characteristic is his vigilance, which is as cautious as paranoia.

"Tequila, tell all members to be quiet and stand by. No one can be let out."

Gin gave a cold order into the headset.

Listening to Tequila's reply, Gin sneered. This time, he must give those FBI followers a warning!

"Ta da da...ta da da..."

As two crisp footsteps continued to sound, Conan, who was hiding among a number of safes and paying attention to everything around him, gradually became nervous.

It’s almost here, the people from the organization will be here soon.

"Hey, Itakura, where are you?"

what? !

Conan was startled when he heard the voice.

That sound is... vodka?!

How could it be vodka?! How about tequila?!

And...Conan's expression began to change, and he realized that things seemed to be beyond his control.

The one who came was vodka, so what about gin?

Will it come along with the vodka?

However, according to what Haibara said before and his observations during this period, Gin is a small leader after all and should not be involved in such small matters.

Moreover, Tequila acted alone in Mantiantang before, and the sniper he was assigned to was not Gin.

So, if Gin appeared here, would he begin to doubt himself?

Even...can my own methods deceive him?

"Okay, Vodka, open the cabinet."

Gin's cold voice sounded, confirming Conan's thoughts.

At the same time, he felt that the situation was getting worse.

If you change one person, you can say that something is wrong with the original person, but if there is one more person, then it is definitely felt that there is a problem here.

"yes, Sir."

Vodka answered quickly, then took two steps forward, preparing to open the agreed locker No. 0032.

He had been too talkative before and asked, "Itakura, where are the people?" This question was actually meant for fishing.

In other words, it is to reassure someone who might be eavesdropping here.

Of course, this was Vodka acting on his own initiative and showing off his intelligence, so Gin immediately asked him to stop his stupid behavior.

The other party is a smart person, and if you speak rashly like this, it will arouse his vigilance.

Vodka was also very obedient and went to open the cabinet immediately.

However, when he got closer and took a look, he was slightly stunned.

He saw a check tucked into the door of locker 0032.

Haha, the acting is quite similar.

Vodka sneered in his heart.

Then he took the check and put it in his pocket. After all, it would be a waste if he didn't accept it.

At the same time, he spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth so that the cigarette would not disturb him from opening the cabinet.

Hearing the sound of Vodka spitting out the cigarette butt, Conan was suddenly delighted.

Vodka is such a kind man. Even though he seemed to know that there was a problem, he still gave Kudo Shinichi enough evidence.

However, this happiness did not last long.

"Vodka, what are you doing!?"

Gin's voice sounded coldly, as if it came from the Netherworld. At the same time, his left hand, which had been in his pocket, was now holding a pistol and pressing it against the back of Vodka's head.

"Big, big brother."

Vodka shuddered all over, half turned his head, and looked at the muzzle of the Beretta 92F in front of him, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Gin glanced at the cigarette butt that Vodka had spit out, then fiercely glanced at Vodka's fat face, scolding him mercilessly.

“Why leave clues for others!”

"Yes, I'm sorry! I will definitely pay attention!"

Vodka also understood the reason at this time. He hurriedly picked up the cigarette butt, not daring to breathe, and quickly admitted his mistake.

Gin felt helpless when he saw Vodka's appearance. Vodka was good in every way except that he didn't have much brains.

never mind......

"Open the door, please."

Gin felt a little tired.

"Yes Yes!"

Vodka responded immediately and opened the door of cabinet No. 0032.

This time, he was very careful in his actions. After all, he had just been scolded by Gin, and he also knew that there was something wrong with the other party, so it was naturally impossible for him to treat him casually.

As Vodka's right hand moved slowly, the door of cabinet No. 0032 slowly opened, revealing the interior - a disk stuck together with several pieces of tape.

"Oh, that's really interesting."

Gin looked at the disk and smiled coldly.

"Big, big brother,"

Vodka was a little confused.

"Why is there really another software?"

“It’s not necessarily the software,”

Gin glanced at Vodka, then looked at the disk.

"Perhaps, it is Tequila's fatal sword."

"Um?!"

Vodka was shocked. What did this mean?

Gin didn't answer, but grabbed the disk with his right hand wearing a black glove, and pulled it hard to pull it off.