Chapter 311 There Is only One Truth

After receiving the "Sword of Shang Fang" given by Gin Shu, Nobushige immediately pushed the door open with confidence.

At the same time, Silla was dissatisfied and had the gun taken away by Pisk, and was in danger.

"Since there is nothing left to talk about between us, I will send you to reunite with your parents!" Pisk was about to press the trigger when he suddenly heard movement behind him. He decisively stood between Sohei Moyama and the unknown danger. Chose the latter.

Being pointed at a gun, Nobuhiro's expression remained very calm: "Pisk, don't point that thing at me, it will make me misunderstand that you intend to betray the organization."

Seeing him, Pisk's expression softened slightly. He put down the gun as instructed and pointed it at Silla again: "Give me a minute, let me clear the door first."

"Clean the house?" Nobuhiro sneered, "What qualifications do you have to execute members with code names without permission?"

Pisk turned back in shock: "Members with code names?!"

"Why, don't you know? Sohei Masama, codenamed Shiraz, was the acting head of the organization's Nordic region." Nobushige paused and added, "His authority is higher than yours."

Of course, he was talking about the past, and now Silla has become the younger brother again, and there is nothing to show for it.

"No! This is impossible! His parents died at the hands of the organization, how could he join the organization??" Pisk's face was full of disbelief.

Xinfan didn't want to say more to him, so he said coldly: "Pisk, put down the gun."

"No! I can't let him live. If I don't kill him, one day he will kill me in turn!" At this time, Pisk was already a little crazy. He wanted to kill Motoyama Shuhei frantically, even though he had done something to him. The child feels guilty.

Nobuhiro didn't hesitate, he raised his hand and fired, knocking out the Browning M1935 in Pisk's hand.

Pisk was in pain. He ignored his injury and instead reached out to pick up the pistol that fell on the ground. However, Nobushige stepped on it first.

"Pisk, you don't know yet, right?" Nobuhiro's eyes showed a hint of sympathy, "Just now, that person issued the order to execute you."

Pisk raised his head and looked at him: "...What are you talking about?"

"The reporter who attended the memorial service took a picture of you raising a gun and aiming at the chandelier. You have been exposed." Nobushige squatted slightly and put the muzzle of the gun against Pisk's temple. "You have been in the organization for so many years, you should be very Do you know what will happen if you are exposed?"

"Impossible!!!" Pisk shook his head in panic, "I have worked for the organization all my life, he can't do this to me! Is it Rum? Is Rum trying to clean up us veterans?"

Nobushige sneered: "You should think about how you will explain to Mrs. Yamada Kyoko when you see her later."

After saying that, he gently pressed the trigger. With a "bang" sound, Pisk fell to the ground, and blood spattered out instantly, falling on Nobuhiro's black clothes, but no trace was visible at all.

Silla was frightened by the scene in front of him. He stood there blankly, not daring to move.

Seeing this, Xinfan was so helpless that he didn't know what to say. Should he be comforted?

But how to comfort this kind of thing?

Not letting Silla do it himself, this was already his gentleness as a senior.

Xinfan stepped forward and patted Silla on the shoulder, and said warmly: "I know you can't accept it for a while, let's talk about it when we get back."

Silla followed him numbly and walked out of the wine cellar.

However, before they could open the door, the wooden door opened by itself.

As soon as Gin came in, he was quarreling with Silla.

He turned around with some disgust and looked at Nobuyoshi: "Is it solved?"

"Well," Nobuhiro didn't look at Pisker for a second. He calmly walked over the body that was even more miserable than Shigehiko's and walked to Gin's side. "Why are you here? Didn't you say you have other missions?"

"Vodka alone is enough." Gin's eyes were burning with interest, "Shirley has already provoked me by hacking into my car and installing bugs, how can I let that person down?

"Besides, I'm not the only one who showed up unplanned, don't you think so, Mescal?"

Although Silla had not recovered yet, he was still stiff for a moment. He belatedly realized that his reckless behavior today had had an immeasurable impact on Mescal.

Nobushige turned sideways and helped Silla block Gin's lustful gaze: "I will explain today's matter to that gentleman in person, so you don't have to worry about me."

Although he had Silla's reason for killing Pisk, it was a fact that Pisk was exposed. At most, the gentleman was angry that the chess piece in his hand was disobedient, but he would not do anything to him for it.

If it doesn't work, just do a few more tasks to restore your image and status in the eyes of that gentleman. Anyway, Xin Fan had been mentally prepared for this kind of thing on the first day he joined the organization.

"I don't have time to meddle in other people's business." Gin frowned after scanning for a week, "Why don't you take care of this place?"

"It's not necessary. Even if the entire hotel is blown up, the police can find out the true cause of Pisk's death. I will do it very cleanly and will not involve myself or the organization."

After Nobushige said so, Ginjiu didn't question anything anymore, but he always felt awkward facing this disguised face.

Gin snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "You are so dedicated. At this time, you still use the face of Hisashi Watanabe, and you don't even let go of your voice."

"This is not dedication, this is professionalism."

Nobuhiro looked like you didn’t understand.

What does Gin know? Conan, who has the aura of the protagonist, is in this room. If he uses Mescal's face and voice, wouldn't it be equivalent to exposing his identity in front of the protagonist group?

It is impossible to take off the waistcoat, and it will never be possible.

Although Nobushige was quite confident that Mescal's face would not remind Conan of Asano Nobushige, all possibilities were nipped in the cradle.

The three men from the black organization left behind a body, and Conan, who was hiding in the fireplace, could finally breathe a long sigh of relief.

He kept hanging himself in the fireplace with his belt, because the conversation of the man in black became more and more passionate. Conan was really unwilling to leave in the middle, so he had to keep listening.

He first witnessed a bloody "love and hatred", and then he was surprised that the kind and cowardly Watanabe Hisashi was actually a member of the organization. He was even more surprised that Sohei Matoyama was also a member of the black-clad organization, and he seemed to be quite powerful. I heard the new codename "Shirley" from Gin again, and the last and most important thing——

Hisashi Watanabe is actually mezcal! !

From Gin's words, we can know that Hisashi Watanabe is just Mescal's disguised identity. He may be disguised as Hisashi Watanabe, or even this name may be made up.

This is exactly in line with Conan's previous speculation: Toru Amuro is Mescal, and he disguised himself as Hisashi Watanabe and participated in the organized operation.

And because Toru Amuro himself was very ambiguous, he "kindly" reminded Conan to come and listen after the memorial service.

there is only one truth!