Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

Chapter 312 Actions Against the Public Security Bureau

Chapter 312 Actions Against the Public Security "Haha, there's no way around it, it's just too cold here. My hands were frozen stiff just now, and I couldn't even type smoothly."

Itakura Taku's voice rang out from inside the wooden villa, precisely transmitted into the telephone.

For a moment, the scene fell silent.

Amuro Tooru and Kazami Yuya stared blankly at Conan, both looking as if they had seen a ghost.

That sound...was it made by that brat?

On the other end of the phone, Tequila was also stunned.

He had the speakerphone on, and Gin and the others around him were surprised when they heard the sound.

Tequila glanced at Gin, but Gin made no comment.

Seeing this, Agave grinned and continued speaking.

"Ha, who told you to build your villa in such a remote place?"

"There's nothing I can do, it's just a personal preference."

Conan continued speaking using the bow tie voice changer.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Uncle Long did not react strangely.

Fortunately, he had seen the video that Naito Sadahira had shown them during the day, which was left by Itakura Taku, and thus recognized Itakura Taku's voice.

Otherwise, we'll really be in trouble...

However, after the series of events that had just transpired, he had basically deduced that the dark-skinned blond man and the man in the suit were probably not members of the organization.

Otherwise, Uncle Long wouldn't have needed to make another call.

It seems their goals are basically the same, so they could cooperate for the time being...

"Fine, I don't care about all that,"

Tequila said with a completely nonchalant expression,

"But I have to remind you of something."

Did you check the time in the email?

"Um,"

Conan responded and then turned to check the contents of his emails.

Amuro Toru understood immediately and pulled the computer screen over so Conan could see it clearly.

Conan glanced at it and replied,

"Tomorrow at midnight, right?"

"I was just about to tell you this, but I might not be able to make it at that time tomorrow."

"no?"

Tequila snorted coldly, clearly displeased.

"What are you doing? You haven't finished the software yet and you're trying to stall for time, have you?"

"No, that's not it,"

Conan crafted his explanation and then began to speak.

"As you know, my eyesight isn't very good, and I happen to have an appointment with a famous doctor tomorrow afternoon."

"After the examination, I estimate I'll need to be hospitalized."

"That's it,"

Agave pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, then you can name a time."

Conan and Amuro Tooru exchanged a glance simultaneously.

Neither side expected that Tequila would agree so readily.

Without thinking too much, Amuro Tooru immediately wrote down a number for Conan.

Conan immediately understood.

"Four o'clock, four o'clock tomorrow morning."

"You decide on the location."

"good,"

Tequila seemed quite pleased with those words.

"The location will remain the same, still the place we agreed on before."

The place we agreed upon earlier...

Conan was slightly stunned.

Amuro Tooru quickly pointed to a passage on the computer screen.

Conan nodded.

"Okay, Xianqiao Station, right?"

"It's right there. I'm warning you one more time: if you keep watching me, you can forget about getting that software."

"rest assured,"

Tequila laughed heartily.

"Haven't you seen our sincerity in the past two years?"

"That's it, hang up."

After saying that, Tequila hung up the phone.

Conan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He was actually quite afraid that Uncle Long would find out, even though he thought he was disguising himself very well.

Conan looked up, wanting to say a few words to Amuro Tooru.

But he saw Amuro Tooru and Kazami Yuya looking at him with serious expressions.

"W-what happened...?"

Conan felt a little uneasy being stared at by the two men.

Kazami Yuya wanted to say something, but Amuro Tooru stopped him.

"It seems you've also come for the organization."

Amuro Tooru spoke in a deep voice.

Conan and Professor Agasa nodded; at this point, there was no point in denying anything.

Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes, seemingly thinking about something.

After a moment, he smiled slightly.

"First of all, I want to thank you for saving the day, little brother."

"If it weren't for you, we might have been discovered by the organization."

"Secondly,"

A mysterious smile played on Amuro Tooru's lips.

"I won't investigate who you little brothers are or which organization you belong to."

"Conversely, I also don't like others probing into my identity."

"Um,"

Conan nodded emphatically.

He fully understood what Amuro Tooru meant.

The fact that the other party has such a deep understanding of the organization suggests that they are most likely an intelligence agency of some country.

If it's an intelligence agency, then their identities must be top secret, and one shouldn't try to find out too much.

"Let me introduce myself again,"

Amuro Tooru extended his hand towards Conan.

"Toru Amuro, private detective."

"Conan Edogawa,"

Conan pushed up his glasses.

"He's a detective too."

The two exchanged a smile, both quite pleased with their mutual understanding.

Amuro Tooru didn't investigate why Conan knew so much or how he could change his voice.

Conan didn't investigate why Amuro Tooru, despite being called Amuro Tooru, was referred to as "Mr. Furuya" by another man in a suit...

Amuro Tooru gave Kazami Yuya a wink.

Kazami Yuya understood immediately and took out his phone to begin making arrangements with the public security department.

This time, they may not be able to catch a big fish like Gin.

However, the tequila dealer in charge of the transaction will definitely be coming. Even if they manage to capture the tequila, it will still be a significant gain...

Conan shared the same idea.

Although there's a high probability that they'll capture Uncle Long, at least they'll be able to extract a lot of information about the organization.

Besides, Uncle Long might not necessarily end up in jail; he could very well be...

And so, with the same goal in mind, the two groups set off for Hyeongyo Station.

........................

the other side

Tequila hung up the phone, grinned at Gin and Lin Jiayou,

"It's done!"

"Ah."

Gin nodded indifferently.

He immediately issued orders to all members.

"Tequila, go and gather the peripheral members around Kenshincho. Have them assemble by 3 o'clock and be ready to go at any time."

"Cohen, Chianti, you two choose sniping positions immediately, requiring coverage of a 600-yard radius around Xianqiao Station."

"Vodka, call Calvados back too."

"Okay, brother."

Vodka nodded.

Gin continued speaking to him.

"Then, after contacting Calvados, I had him, Cohen, and Chianti find a good spot and wait for orders."

"Cherry, play it by ear."

"Row."

Lin Jiayou nodded slightly.

Gin's comment makes it sound like he thinks Cherry is a cure-all, something you can just apply wherever you need it...

"Alright, let's get started!"

Gin stood up abruptly, a piercing glint in his sharp eyes.

Everyone responded.

Lin Jiayou, however, looked at the vodka.

"Wait, there's one more thing."

“Vodka, go to Ireland and tell him…”