Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 883 Gin: These People Are Getting Weirder and Weirder

"I don't know, I don't know. If the child is sick, take medicine. Don't follow anyone other than the guardian to a place like the hospital. Be careful of being betrayed." Nobushige said a lot of advice like Cinderella's stepmother pouring beans, and then excused himself There were still things to deal with, so Conan and Hondo Eyu were left in the hospital lobby.

Conan still wanted to chase him out, but Yingyu, who only had eyes for his sister at this time, pulled him back.

Nobuhiro was able to escape.

The first thing he did after escaping was the Porsche 356A, which was looking for gin nearby. However, he couldn't find it after searching around, and finally found the shadows of gin and vodka in a nearby alley.

Sure, they have learned to cover their whereabouts. No wonder Conan looked so calm just now. If he saw Gin's car, there was no way he would still be in the mood to accompany Hondo Eyou to find his sister.

Vodka was the first to notice Nobuhiro walking towards them. He touched Gin with his elbow and reminded: "Brother, Mezcal is here."

Gin seemed not to hear, and calmly took out a cigarette from his pocket and prepared to light it.

The next second, a lighter with dancing flames appeared in Gin's sight.

He glanced coldly at Mescal, who looked a little bit shabby, and silently accepted someone's courtesy: "Tell me, what do you need my help with? Make an agreement in advance and do your own tasks yourself, don't count on me."

Nobuhiro: "..."

Has his image in Gin's heart become like this?

"How can I bother you to help?" Nobuhiro smiled, "You are the person in charge of Japan, so it is my duty to light a cigarette for you."

Hearing this, Vodka silently took a half-step to the side, away from Mescal, who was obviously not normal.

Ordinary people may lose their lives if they lose their minds, but if a big boss loses his mind, it is the helpers around him who die. Vodka still wants to wait until the holiday to go to the idol's concert. He must not die early at the hands of Mescal, no way!

"Ahem." Xinfan cleared his throat, "I just noticed something in the hospital. I thought you were alone outside, far away from the operation center, and might not know anything, so I came here to report it."

Vodka bursts into tears.

He was obviously the first person to discover Mezcal, so why did Mezcal still subconsciously ignore him? He was such a big man. If his presence was not too low, how could Mescal not see him?

"Say." Gin said a word indifferently.

"Sigh, it's not actually important information. I guess Kusuda Rikudou should have told you." Nobushige said lightly, "I found out that the police disguised Keir as a corpse and transported it in a funeral car. In fact, Kiel remains at the National Center for Medical Research."

After hearing this, Gin finally turned his attention to Nobuhiro. His brows furrowed slightly, with suspicion in his eyes: "Are you sure?"

While paying attention to the surrounding environment, Nobushige moved closer to Gin. This action seemed like he was deliberately guarding against vodka: "What a coincidence, I used some means to hear the conversation between the funeral car driver and someone else. .That person should be the FBI."

"FBI?" Gin's stern eyes turned into bells, "Are you sure?"

He asked again, but this time Gin's tone was colder, and the surrounding temperature dropped a lot.

Nobuhiro raised his eyebrows: "Were you questioning me just now?"

Although he actually didn't hear anything, it didn't matter, because the driver of the funeral car was the FBI, and this information was told to him personally by FBI ace Shuichi Akai.

Gin's face darkened: "Japanese police will actually cooperate with the FBI."

He looked bad. On the one hand, he was angry with Mescal's attitude, and on the other hand, it was because of Akai Shuichi. Gin would like to call Shuichi Akai his lifelong enemy. Of course, Gin hopes that Akai Shuichi will die immediately.

As for the Japanese public security... they do cooperate with the FBI in various fields, especially when targeting countries with different ideologies, but as far as Gin knows, this is the first time they have faced an organization.

"I feel strange too, after all..." Nobushige raised his eyes and looked at Gin, "I heard that the Scotchman who went undercover to the organization before the police died at the hands of Shuichi Akai. Even if the police knew that Shuichi Akai had no choice but to do so, I'm afraid It’s not that easy to let go of the past, right?”

Ginjiu nodded in agreement when he heard this: "Did you find traces of the police in the hospital?"

"Obviously, I don't think the Japanese public security will hand over such an important witness as Kiir to the FBI. Even if it is transferred to them, it is unrealistic." Nobushige poked his heart, "If you trust the FBI easily, they will not be here." Know if it will hurt.”

Gin glanced at Nobuhiro, and glanced at his chest inadvertently, with a suspicious look on his face: "You seem to know a lot about what happened in Scotland four years ago?"

Nobushige replied calmly: "Of course. He and Rye were both trusted members back then, but in the end they both betrayed the organization. The two of them caused more losses to the organization than the other traitors combined. More. Besides, I took over a lot of work in Scotland when I first joined the organization, so I know him quite well."

Gin's face was shrouded in smoke, making it difficult to see clearly: "If Scotland is really an undercover police officer, the grudge between them and the FBI may not be so easy to eliminate."

Nobuhiro's ears twitched slightly.

Wait, what Gin said, could he really regard Scotland's exposure as Akai Shuichi's conspiracy? Gee, I didn’t expect that the most astute person in the organization would be Gin. You know, even Bourbon never suspected it... Well, Bourbon didn't suspect it because he was sure that Scotland was an undercover police officer, ahem.

Gin held the earphones with one hand and dialed a number on his mobile phone with the other, and then said in a cold voice: "Epcot, follow the position I sent you. Keir is there. Report any situation immediately."

Epcot? Isn't that Rum's man? How come even Rum’s people are involved?

Nobuhiro was so curious that he reached out and took Gin's cell phone away.

Gin: "..."

Nobuhiro disconnected the headphones and turned on the speakerphone, making sure everyone could hear Epcot's voice.

Epcott, who was on the other side of the phone, obviously knew nothing about this. She was still saying: "Speaking of Kiel, do you still remember the guy who refused to give his name no matter what four years ago? In the end, we only knew his last name. A man from this hall?"

Gin tried to take his phone back, but Nobuhiro quickly dodged it.

Gin's face suddenly darkened, and his tone was not very good: "Of course you remember, talk about the key points."

What is going on with these people? Each one of them knows so much about what happened before they joined the organization, and it was all four years ago!

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