Chapter 371 - Irish's Revenge
"......" Qian Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Well, sure enough, the plaster dolphin I made in the craft class before me seems to have your dorsal fin off, right? β
"It's more humane to you than cutting off one of your fingers to check your fingerprints, right?" Irish asked rhetorically. "I won't talk nonsense, if you can recognize the reality, I can talk to you."
"Talk?" Conan snorted. "I really don't know what I have to talk about with a member of an organization."
"I'll take you to our leader, what do you think?" Irish simply offered his own priceβand he saw the look of astonishment he expected on Conan's face with satisfaction. "What's wrong, surprised?"
"You're going to take me to your chief?" Conan asked, putting away his surprised expression. "I guess you didn't say anything about it? If you bring all my beards and tails to your boss, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat and walk around, right? β
"But it can't be helped," Irish said. "That's already a very good condition. If you're willing to put on the restraints I gave you, I don't need to take you away with coercion. β
"That's okay," Conan said, putting his hands behind his back. "I'm interested in meeting your boss, yes, but that doesn't mean I'm happy to be escorted over. It's better to disarm you and force you to bring me over after disarming you. β
"I wouldn't mind taking you all over the place, but that's not something I can decide." With that, Irish glanced at the ground through the floor-to-ceiling window glass beside herβa string of red dots of light flickering and approaching in the distance. "If nothing else, the Metropolitan Police Department may have been killing people in this direction, and it is not realistic to swagger out from the main entrance."
"Metropolitan Police Department?" Conan frowned. "You called?"
Conan deliberately didn't contact the Metropolitan Police Department this time - one of the three purposes of his coming here this time was to prevent Kosuke Mizutani from committing suicide (now it seems that this mission has failed), and the second is to arrest Motojo and Shuki (this obviously can't be done, but considering that killing so many people is probably a death sentence, this kind of incompletion may be a lot easier than completion.) And finally, and one of Conan's most important ones, is to get the USB in Shuhei Jinno's amulet bag - if you call the Metropolitan Police Department, it will be even harder to get this USB than to ascend to the sky.
"Wow......" Irish also looked confused. That's interesting......"
He didn't tell anyone about the fact that the next crime was near Shiba Park, and if Conan didn't tell the Metropolitan Police Department, then who instructed these police cars to come here?
Is there a ghost on the organization's side, or did you accidentally bump into the Metropolitan Police Department's intelligence network? It can't be Kazuki Motojo or Kosuke Mizutani who called the police, right? Wait a minute, with Kosuke Mizutani's character, maybe there really is such a possibility...... But just to catch one Kosuke Mizutani, did he dispatch so many vehicles?
"Let's not talk about that, what are you trying to do with me back?" Conan asked. "The members of the organization I met before basically wanted to kill me, and you were the first to capture me alive."
"There's still rubbish that can be lost on you...... Ah, that's not accurate...... No, it's quite accurate, it's a waste like Gin that would miss you," Irish sneered as he said halfway through. "Anyway, they want to kill you because you're worthless, and the reason I'm going to capture you alive isn't because you're of any value to us β but your body is valuable to me."
"You ......" Conan suddenly realized how informative Irish's words had been. You're not going to use me as a tool to impeach Gin in front of your boss, are you? β
This should be the only value that can be generated by capturing him alive instead of killing him, especially considering this guy's disrespectful intentions towards Gin. Thinking about it, Gin was probably reporting that he was poisoned by APTX4869 at the beginning, and if he was taken back by this guy in this form, it would obviously cause serious damage to Gin's image in the eyes of their leaders.
"You are indeed a real detective," Irish looked at his watch. "There's still a little time, so it doesn't hurt to tell you about it."
"To me, Gin is an ungrateful mad dog." With such a statement completely devoid of unity, Irish began to tell.
"When I first joined the organization, I was just a newcomer, I didn't know anything, and it was completely thanks to the help of a senior who looked at me more pleasing to the eye at that time that I was lucky to be in a good position in the organization, and I also got my own code name. In a place where failure often means death, such help is almost equivalent to giving me a second life. Because my parents died in a car accident many years ago, I almost loved him as if he were my own father. β
"However, although time does not kill the veteran, it will make the veteran wither. As his predecessors grew older, the organization assigned him a new identity - entrepreneur - and he became a pawn of the organization in high society. Yes, the predecessor is still just a pawn, because the purpose of the organization is still to squeeze out the last of his surplus value. β
"Just a while ago, the senior was assigned to exterminate the councilor's mouthβ"
"Is the senior you are talking about the same Kenzo Sashiyama who was photographed shooting by a reporter, and it is likely that he assassinated the congressman Shigehiko Toguchi?" Conan hurriedly asked when he heard this.
"That's right," Irish nodded. "It's not a big problem to say to you now, the senior's code name is Irish, and he has worked in the organization for decades, and even Gin was once a combat genius discovered by his seniors. But...... Although the investigation announced by the police is that the senior died in the fire, in fact, the senior was executed by Gin himself because he was photographed shooting by a reporter, and then disguised as if he died in the fire. β
"Well, I'll have to fix that," Conan shook his head. Later, a new forensic doctor revealed that although the body was badly burned, there was still some fresh respiratory tissue insideβif the body had died normally from fire-related suffocation, there would have been similar ashes inside the respiratory system. Considering that the body carried a porcelain gourd containing heart medicine, it is reasonable to think that the deceased died of a heart attack and was eventually incinerated by the room where the fire accidentally occurred. β
"That doesn't look like the doctor is good," Irish froze for a moment, then looked disdainful. "But he can't be blamed for this, the situation he came up with is not only wrong, but also logically justifiable."
Just then, Irish's cell phone rang.
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Just a hundred meters away from it all, the Great Lookout.
"Click!" With the turn of the doorknob, the door to the utility room was slowly pushed open, and a figure fell out of it.
Qianyu knelt on the ground, and her whole body trembled as if it had been electrified.