Chapter 265 Licking the Dog Until There Is Nothing Left

The storm that night gradually subsided.

The police searched Osaka Bay for a whole night, but did not find the "body" of Kaito Kidd. For a moment, Nakamori Ginzo didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or feel regretful.

Conan could only comfort himself by saying, "Kid is so powerful, he should have escaped smoothly."

For most people, that night was just a splash in ordinary life. They saw a silver corner of Kaito Kidd, and they could talk about it in the future. Even Hattori Heiji had no choice but to go home and sleep after the police arrived.

Probably only the police were busy all night about this, oh, and Nobuhiro didn't rest either, but he was doing it for another person.

After returning to the hotel, Nobuhiro quickly returned to his room and locked the door, saying that he was a little tired after a lot of things happened today.

Because Mouri Kogoro came, Conan naturally lived with his guardian, and Nobuhiro was able to have an independent and private room, which was convenient for doing bad things.

Despite this, Nobuhiro still put a bug on the door before leaving, so as to ensure that he could respond to any emergencies in time.

At two o'clock in the morning, Mezcal joins Bourbon and Calvados.

Bourbon looked at him up and down with unbridled eyes, and snorted coldly from his nose: "You have been missing for such a long time. Could it be that you went to tip off the police, Mescal?"

Nobuhiro: "..."

No, I think you are very arrogant as an undercover police officer. Who will tip off the police? Don’t you have some AC in your mind?

Thinking of this, Nobushige didn't care that Calvados was present at all, and directly criticized him: "You have conflicts with my intelligence. I suspect that you have betrayed the organization and do not want Ishikawa Yushi to die. Oh, of course, there are also Maybe you have already penetrated into my intelligence network and deliberately delivered wrong information to me."

Bourbon choked, not knowing how to describe his current mood.

Just... mezcal is the roundworm in his stomach! Although he knew that the above words were most likely guessed by Mescal, the fact that he could guess it so accurately still made Fang Gu Ling feel cold all over.

If Mescal mentioned something in front of the gentleman, if the gentleman took it seriously, his situation would become dangerous even without evidence.

Bourbon felt as if a thousand alpacas were crossing the border, but on the surface he still looked calm and calm.

He covered his face and yawned, and said: "Since you doubt my intelligence, then don't use it. Anyway, this is my last mission in Japan. Whether it succeeds or not, I will leave."

"Yes, why not?" Nobufan lowered his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth were raised crazily, "It sounds like I will be responsible for this task. In the end, this task was forced on me by Gin."

In the end, it was Gin who bore the brunt, and even when the sky fell, Gin carried him. Mescal said that under the protection of his brother Gin, he was completely worthy.

The corners of Calvados' mouth twitched, inexplicably wanting to light a candle for Gin who was far away in Tokyo.

Bourbon expressed his appreciation for mezcal’s approach of “just putting the blame on gin regardless of circumstances.” He also feels that compared to mezcal, which seems to have its roots in Northern Europe, gin, which has been working hard in Japan and occasionally radiates around the world, is more dangerous.

He had already thought about it. He would first join forces with Mezcal to overthrow Gin, then unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the bridge over the Chai River, hide all the birds and their bows, and then drag Mezcal down, so that he could With an unprecedented and unprecedented tough stance, he became the third person under Rum!

As for Gin and Mezcal who were sacrificed in this grand plan, Rei Furiya felt that they should have died, unless they were undercovers.

Thinking of the organization's exceptionally good undercover rate, Jiang Guling was suddenly stunned.

...You can’t really be an undercover, right?

Nobuhiro suddenly felt a biting chill hit his neck, as if someone had stripped him of his clothes in the middle of winter, he was embarrassed and cold.

He silently glanced at Bourbon, who looked a little uncomfortable. He didn't know what was wrong with him, so he had no choice but to continue assembling the sniper rifle without any complaints.

Fang Guliu's eyes swept over Mescal's skillful movements, and he secretly suppressed the speculation that seemed a little funny just now.

how can that be possible?

Both Gin and Mescal have become the core members with extremely high mission completion rates. One has been in charge of Japan for many years, and the other has been entrenched in Northern Europe for a long time. Countless innocent lives are lost directly or indirectly at their hands every year.

He actually thought these two guys were undercovers just now. It was so ridiculous.

…

Kansai International Airport is still very busy in the early morning, and planes take off and land in the sky every once in a while. The streetlights in the parking lot flickered on and off, and Demescal's face appeared clear and dim.

In order to deal with emergencies, he specially prepared two guns, one for sniping targets and the other for destroying vehicles.

It is obviously impossible to accomplish these two things at the same time, but if Bourbon cooperates with him, there is still a chance.

After hearing Mescal's request, Bourbon showed an expression of disgust for a moment, as if he had seen a ghost, as if the gun was a vicious ghost.

Those who knew knew that he didn't want to kill Yushi Ishikawa with his own hands, and those who didn't knew thought there was something wrong with his brain.

Calvados gave Bourbon a sympathetic look, then quickly turned his head away.

"Ahem." In order to save his image, Bourbon had to explain, "My sniper skills are very poor. It is better to leave such difficult conditions to professional snipers."

I really believed you!

Back then, Fang Gulii graduated from the police academy with the best marks in shooting. Even though he was best at close range shooting, his sniper skills were definitely not reduced to the point of being described as "poor".

Nobushige resisted the urge to roll his eyes and looked at Calvados coldly.

So Calvados had no choice but to accept his fate and sit in the passenger seat, preparing to cooperate with Mescal as a sniper.

Bourbon got the result he wanted. He lit a cigarette in a relaxed mood and held it in his hand: "What gift did you prepare for Belmode?"

To this day he still finds those hours when Mezcal disappeared alone suspicious.

Hearing this question, Calvados perked up his ears keenly and turned his face slightly to the back.

"Cosmetics that can keep her young forever." Nobuhiro smiled, "Of course, there is something else."

For example, a piece of information about Kudo Shinichi.

Calvados turned green: "Mezcal!"

However, Calvados' anger in Nobuhiro's eyes only made him feel better.

As we all know, a dog licks until there is nothing left.

[Nobushige: Sorry, I'm going to start selling my teammates. 】

[Conan: Meow meow meow? 】

[Nobushige: I don’t want Belmode to shout “COOL GUY” at me! 】