Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Chapter 348 Shirley intends to kill the FBI

Yin Jiu left with a confused look on his face.

"Hattori, isn't it too risky to let Xiaojiu take you to find that Judy?" Dr. Agasa carefully put the contract documents in his hand into the bag. He looked through the window and saw Yinjiu leaving with a worried frown. "If that Judy is really Chris Wynyard..."

"Isn't that perfect?" Hattori Heiji put his hand on his chin. "I've always felt that it was a bit strange. If Judy is Chris Wynyard, there is no need for her to disguise herself as an English teacher to investigate the members of your organization."

"Isn't the girl named Huiyuan Yin Jiu's sister now? She can contact her directly through Yin Jiu."

"So what do you think is the reason why the other party did this?" Dr. Agasa stopped moving. What Hattori Heiji said made sense.

If Chris Wynyard had locked onto Kudo Shinichi during Sakamaki's memorial service, there would have been no need for her to sneak into Beika High School and directly ask Conan and Haibara Ai out in the name of Yin Jiu.

I'm afraid they have been caught in one fell swoop.

"So I think this is also what Kudo is confused about. Unless that person is not Chris Wynyard, she must have a reason not to take action in front of Yin Jiu." Hattori Heiji smiled with confidence.

"So you go with Yin Jiu..." Dr. Agasa put down the file bag.

"That's a golden ticket to immunity from death."

-

The next day, Yin Jiu rang the doorbell downstairs of Judy's house, holding two large exercise books.

"It's Xiaojiu, please come up."

The automatic door opened, and Yin Jiu took Hattori and Conan to the elevator of the luxury apartment.

"Can you earn so much money as an English teacher?" Hattori Heiji looked around and observed the surrounding environment.

"It shouldn't be. I heard from Senior Maori that Teacher Judy's parents are both rich." Yin Jiu pressed the floor number 21 and his eyes fell on the gift box in Hattori Heiji's hand. "Is this a surprise you brought?"

"Yes, a bottle of Pisco wine." Hattori Heiji raised the gift box in his hand. "I heard that it is popular abroad to use wine as a souvenir. I specially picked it last night."

"Oh?" Who taught him to test like this?

Yin Jiu reacted for half a second and suddenly realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.

In the original comic, Conan and Hattori Heiji went to test Judy together at this time, so he naturally thought that the plot would be consistent with the original development and prepared the opportunity to visit Judy in advance.

However, the current situation is that Conan did arrive as scheduled, but the difference is that some details have changed.

Judging from Yin Jiu's previous experience, when all the observable details change, it can only mean that the butterfly's wings have stirred up a hurricane.

'It was Sherry's idea.'

Yin Jiu understood the key after a little thought. In the original work, Haibara Ai was overly frightened by the organization's information, so Conan was unwilling to tell Haibara Ai directly many things.

But now, it is completely different. Not only did Haibara get the organization's whitelist, but because of some of his small misleadings, the traitors who might have cooperated with him became absolutely hostile to each other.

So far, the person who hates Akai Shuichi the most in the organization, besides Gin and Amuro Toru, the third one is probably Sherry.

. . . So Shirley actually took his words to heart? Was she planning to use Conan's power of the god of death to defeat the FBI?

Yin Jiu's mind was full of mixed thoughts, hiding all the emotions in his eyes.

Conan was carefully observing Yin Jiu's expression, wanting to see his junior's reaction, and he saw that Yin Jiu seemed a little distressed.

"Isn't Pisco too strong? I thought you would bring some sake with Japanese characteristics." Yin Jiu seemed to think for a moment, then frowned, "It's a pity that we are minors and haven't drunk much alcohol, so we don't know which one tastes better."

"So it's okay to just buy anything." Hattori Heiji said without any pressure, "It's just a souvenir anyway. The real gift is below."

"under?"

"That's the secret!"

-

the other side.

Gin had finished overtime early and was about to go back to the base to rest when he noticed the vibration of his phone and couldn't help but press his eyebrows.

He thought there was another urgent task for him to deal with, but when he turned on the screen, what popped up was a request for a live connection from Glenfiddich.

Gin: “…”

... It doesn't seem to be getting any better.

But then again, the little brat hasn't called him for a long time since he got Bourbon. He usually just sends a text message. I don't know what he has done this time.

Gin picked up the phone with a flick of his finger.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaojiu. I asked you to come here specially."

Let Gin's familiar voice sound in the microphone.

Yin Jiu seemed to put something on the table and made a clicking sound. "It's not a big deal. I was supposed to give you the exercise book yesterday, but I was delayed because of something at the company."

It's the FBI!

Gin frowned, and Vodka immediately picked up the computer and started locating.

"I see. I thought you were taking a leave of absence due to health reasons. I was thinking of asking Maori-san about your home address."

"Well, my house is very close to the Maori Detective Agency. Teacher Judy can come to my house if you are free. But I actually prefer this kind of high-rise residence, especially the view from this side. The view from the window is really beautiful."

"Do you think so too? When I chose the 21st floor, my friend said it was too high and inconvenient for travel."

"How could that be? This kind of high-end apartment has more than one elevator, so the possibility of crowding is not high."

"correct."

The person on the other end of the phone was chatting idly.

Gin wrote down all the information he heard.

until. . .

"I don't have anything to treat you here, why don't we go out for dinner?"

After hanging up the phone, Vodka clearly felt that his elder brother's expression became calm.

"Brother, it seems that Glenfiddich is having dinner with the FBI? Should we follow him?" Vodka hesitated.

Gin lowered his head to look at his phone for a while, and connected the communication with the headset, "Vermouth, come to Beika Town now, Glenfiddich has found the FBI's lair... You can arrange it for Bourbon..."

-

Half an hour later, on the rooftop of a building, Calvados and Cohen set up their sniper rifles and observed the roads extending in the distance.

On the overpass above the main road, a black Porsche 356A drove up and braked to a stop on the side of the road.

“Are you sure you can kill that woman in one sniper attack?” Vermouth took off his helmet, got off the motorcycle and sat on the back seat of the Porsche. “I specially sent Bourbon to the apartment. You can watch the show here.”

"It's a piece of cake, Vermouth, I saw the target vehicle," Calvados said in the headset, "There are two people sitting in the front seat, and another one in the back seat, with a kid next to him."

"Are we going to start?" Cohen said sullenly.

"Wait a minute."