How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police - Chapter 138

“What, is it strange that Mr. Amuro sees me?”

There was a gentle smile on the face of the black-haired youth. Even when he was sitting on the sofa, the good tutoring made him straighten his back unconsciously.

The setting sun slanted into the room through the glass window, and lightly hit the young man’s thin shoulder.

During the period of disappearance, it seems that no traces were left on him. If you ignore the pure black coat on his body, it will be no different from when you first saw him in Poirot Cafe.

“…Xin, Hai?”

Amuro Toru was stunned in place, his heart was like an ice cellar.

He never thought that the most difficult step in the plan would appear in front of him in such an incredible way.

After the ship docked, he was taken to check for the first time, all the clothes on his body were replaced, and the security personnel searched all kinds of suspicious equipment in a carpet. Fortunately, Amuro had already realized something was wrong when he got off the ship, and temporarily threw the communicator that was originally hidden on his body and communicated with the public security into the sea, which avoided the tragedy of the ship being discovered after a while.

But unfortunately, he also completely lost the equipment to contact the police and was forced to act alone.

After the inspection, he was put on a black face mask that completely covered his eyes and stuffed into the car. After about half an hour of driving without direction, the car stopped. This series of measures made it impossible for him to confirm the general state and route of the island.

The boss of this organization is too careful, even if he is a member of the organization who performs important tasks, should he be so careful? Or… the boss of the organization actually didn’t let down his guard at all? Everything he has experienced now, is still in the test of BOSS?

Amuro Toru was taken out of the car and pushed into a building. It was not until he stood still that the black mask on his head was removed, and the dazzling light shone into his eyes in an instant.

Accompanied by the strong light, there is also Xin Haikong who is sitting on the sofa and staring at him with a smile.

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port.

Conan hid behind a class of coconut trees, looked carefully not far away, watched the black car slowly drive away from the shore, and tightened his hand holding the detective badge unconsciously.

That night, after finally touching the cab, he accidentally bumped into Belmode who pushed the door in.

At first, Conan was extremely nervous, but he recovered quickly. Belmod is a very special member of the organization. This guy has long known the identity of Kudo Shinichi, but he has never told the people in the organization; he has had the opportunity to kill himself many times, but he has not done it.

This shows that the other party will not kill him for some reason, and is even secretly protecting him. What exactly is this reason? Conan has no definite evidence, but he can vaguely feel that Belmod is not so loyal to the organization. She hates “medicine” and Haiyuan who studies “medicine”. Is that right? And also hate the organization that dominates the investigational drug itself? And, I don’t know if it’s his delusion, Belmod seems to have pinned some kind of hope in him…

Therefore, it is far better that the person who found him is Belmod, than the person who found him is Gin.

Sure enough, after discovering him this time, Belmod didn’t do anything to him for the first time, but stunned him with anesthesia and took him to his cabin. He slept in Belmod’s cabin for an unknown length of time, and when he woke up, he found that the ship had arrived. I don’t know what the other party injected when he was in a coma. He felt that his body was normal and full of energy. There was no sequelae of coma at all, and he didn’t even feel hungry at all.

The door of the cabin was locked from the outside, and the other party should not want him to leave the cabin. But he has come this far, how can he be willing to stop at a place where he is only one step away from success?

Gin and Belmode have all boarded this strange ship, and the ship has been sailing at sea for so long, it is hard not to delve into, what is the destination of this ship? Why is it equipped with such sufficient security and chose such a special method? Maybe the boss of the Black Organization is hiding on this island!

Conan quickly checked his body and found that his mobile phone and detective badge had not been taken away!

The other party should be convinced that it is impossible for him to leave this cabin, and it is impossible to leave the range of the signal jammer, so he was negligent and did not take away the equipment on him.

With these devices, as long as he can reach the shore and leave the signal shielding range of the ship, he can contact Mr. Amuro and Mr. Okiya and get more support!

Conan looked around the cabin, and after seeing the double-glazed porthole not far away, his eyes lit up. The floor of this cabin is very low, only a little distance from the sea surface, as long as you jump from this place, you will be able to fall into the sea smoothly and safely.

He adjusted the belt around his waist and the shoes on his feet, holding his breath, a white light flashed, and the thick, double-glazed porthole shattered. Conan climbed up on the table and jumped out of the round porthole. Only a small splash of water splashed from his thin body, which soon dissipated in a blue sea.

Conan cautiously dived into the water and slowly swam ashore. Coincidentally, a black car was parked where he landed. The driver of the car did not know where to go, and the car was empty at this time. Conan had an occupational disease attack and wanted to hide in the trunk of the car for the first time, but this time it was a bit unfortunate – the trunk of the car was locked.

In desperation, he could only do the next best thing, put a monitor and a locator under the car, and then hid behind a coconut tree on the side, until two minutes ago—

Conan watched Mr. Amuro come out from the small house next to him in a trance. The clothes on his body were so messy that it was not Mr. Amuro’s own clothes at first glance, and a black mask was put on his golden head extremely rudely. Roughly stuffed into that black car like a hostage…

hostage? !

Could it be that… Mr. Amuro was also arrested!

No wonder he couldn’t contact Mr. Amuro no matter what, it turned out that Mr. Amuro was also taken away by the organization, and maybe he was on the same boat with him…

!

Conan panicked for a while, watching the car from the spot, and the fine exhaust gas dissipated in the air.

He hurriedly turned on his phone and ran away from the ship.

Gotta, gotta find a spot with a signal quickly.

He must contact Mr. Okiya immediately and tell the other party that police officers Shinkai and Mr. Amuro have been arrested!

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“Have some cookies?”

The black-haired youth turned his head slightly, his amber eyes stared at Toru Amuro, and asked in a natural tone, as if he was having a chat among friends.

If he didn’t consider the cause and effect, Amuro almost thought that he was visiting the younger generation’s house by himself. But to tell the truth, this is indeed a very warmly furnished villa.

The warmth here does not refer to the decoration. The walls here are all cool tones and the furniture is very monotonous, but next to the sofa, on the shelf, behind the door, almost anywhere you can imagine, you can see all kinds of snack baskets everywhere. On the shelf where books should have been placed, there is a large box of chocolates, half an unfinished mousse cake on the dining table not far away, and a large plate of broken biscuits on the coffee table in front of the sofa .

Strictly speaking, this is a house that is extremely in line with the hobbies of the younger generation.

“you…”

Amuro Toru originally wanted to ask the younger generation what the people in the organization did to the younger generation, but he was never able to ask. Just by looking at the environment of this place, it can be completely guessed that the younger generation must be very happy in this place, at least, much happier than being “monitored” by the three of them in the hospital.

But they have already told the younger generation about the incident before, even if the younger generation doesn’t believe it, they should be wary. How could they enjoy life so naturally after being taken away by the organization? Did the younger generation lose their memory again? But the junior just called out his name very naturally…

Moreover, he was obviously brought to the island to meet the boss, why was he brought to the younger generation? Is the junior a boss? This is too bullshit.

It is not difficult to understand that the organization will know that he and Xin Haikong know each other. He had set up a plan to kill his junior in Odaiba Park before, and the matter was so big that everyone who should know knew it. I just didn’t expect that the younger generation is actually a member of the organization, but he has always stayed in the gin’s faction, so he was not discovered by Rum.

Why did the BOSS arrange for him to meet with his juniors now? Do you want to test him through the junior, or… Could it be that the junior was brainwashed and mistakenly thought he was the boss?

What exactly is going on!

Amuro Toru recalled Belmod’s words and was a little frightened.

“You, remember—”

“Aren’t you going to eat?”

The black-haired youth spoke again, interrupting Amuro Toru’s words, but what he said had no substantive meaning, and it was a biscuit thing, which sounded a little illogical.

Toru Amuro subconsciously followed Shinkai’s words and looked at the cookie tray on the coffee table. The biscuits inside seemed to have been placed outside for a long time. The surface was soaked with moisture and was slightly moist. It must have passed the best tasting period for the biscuits. Why do juniors keep emphasizing the biscuit thing?

and many more!

The purplish-gray eyes of the blond youth were slightly enlarged, and the smile on his face was blank for a moment.

The biscuits on this plate are all letter biscuits. He just scanned it roughly and saw seventeen or eight letters, but he didn’t seem to see the letter “B”!

Confirm again!

Amuro Toru calmed down, raised a gentle smile, and sat on the single sofa next to the junior. He bent down, reached into the cookie tray, and pretended to pick and choose curiously, and asked in a small talk, “Why do you suddenly like eating biscuits?”

“I’ve always liked sweets. After I woke up this time, I was very happy to see the room full of sweets.” The black-haired young man finally began to talk to him, but he was limited to answering the questions he asked, without the slightest A place that crosses the line.

But the hobby of eating sweets is indeed the label of the younger generation.

“Haha, you really like eating cakes…”

There really is no letter “B”!

Toru Amuro’s heart clenched together in an instant, his mind was highly concentrated, and he forced his long overdue chaotic brain to stay awake.

This cookie plate has the remaining twenty-five letters, but no letter “B”.

What’s the meaning?

The junior has been telling him to pay attention to this cookie plate, so the lack of the letter “B” is definitely a very critical clue that cannot be ignored.

But why is B, and what does it mean without B?

This is a reminder given to him by the younger generation, so, in this seemingly warm and ordinary villa, there are still dangers that he is not aware of?

Why did the younger generation keep chatting with him without saying anything? Recalling carefully, the junior started from the moment he came in, and did not mention any topics such as memory and experiments that he should have been interested in. He was talking about irrelevant things from beginning to end. some information!

There is surveillance in this villa!

Because of monitoring, the younger generation has no way to directly expose the information, so he can only be reminded in this obscure way!

BOSS or Gin, maybe hiding in the monitoring room and watching them all say and do. This may be another test by BOSS for him, or it may be…

Without the “B” it’s the same as—

No BOSS!