The only people who entered the subway were a drunkard and a child... Naturally, Belmode kept this information in mind.

So, when her eyes crossed with Vodka's, and she saw the confusion in the other's eyes, the Thousand-Faced Witch in the organization breathed a sigh of relief.

...Fortunately, icewine was not here when I said this.

But afterwards, Vodka will definitely tell Gin what happened, and the performance will still have to be performed.

She resisted the urge to push away Ye Gengyi and the vodka, then return disguised as a passerby, pull out a certain little detective and beat him up, and used the time when she was stunned by a bottle of 'stupid' wine to quickly determine the current positions of the three of them.

A judgment was made.

First of all, the situation inside the cabinet is a visual blind spot for vodka. Only myself and icewine standing in the aisle can see it.

But icewine seems to have no intention of coming over.

Therefore, I just need to make sure that Shinichi's kid doesn't get too hot-headed and think that he can catch three cadres of the organization with the tranquilizer gun and those shoes, and give them a good warning...

Thoughts only last for a moment.

Therefore, in front of Vodka's senses, his eldest brother seemed to have gone crazy and started rummaging through the lockers because he failed to catch Itakura Taku and his accomplices.

It's over, it's over... Vodka is sweating profusely.

Are you kidding... Hearing the cabinet doors being opened constantly, Conan was naturally also frightened.

You even have to search inside the cabinet?!

He is indeed a man who can knock himself over with a stick!

Conan's thoughts were confused.

Short-term thinking aggravates the consumption of oxygen.

The squeaking sound of the cabinet door being opened clearly echoed in my ears and echoed in the storage area.

I'm going to be discovered, I'm going to be caught, I'm going to be killed, damn it, I'm so unwilling to give in, what should I do, there's no other way...

Conan felt as if his head was going to split, and it was really hurting to death!

Vaguely, he seemed to see the white light and a strand of silver-white hair.

In such a vague perception, every cell was crazily thirsting for oxygen. Small dots of light appeared in front of his eyes, and the world was spinning...

Click.

The cabinet door was suddenly closed.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion at this moment.

The first thing he felt was not death in front of him, but a gaze from behind, like the playful gaze of an audience watching a clown's performance.

[Sorry to interrupt, sir, 3 seconds ago, I collected an electromagnetic wave that was locating the location of Detective Edogawa Conan's armband...]

Doctor? Xiao Ai?

Okay, enough of the fun anyway.

I guess Conan was frightened too. Fortunately, this time the person who came was not a gin who killed people without batting an eyelid and ate people without salt, but a godmother who was better than her real mother.

Thinking about it, the synthesized electronic voice came again: "It's almost time, I don't want to be hit by the police yet."

"Huh? Police," Vodka was startled, "you mean the guy hired by Itakura called the police?"

"Hmph, that's right. Don't make this kind of mistake again in the future. After all, good luck doesn't always happen. I think someone has noticed our organization. I feel like a fox-like detective..."

After Belmode finished his final reminder, he removed his hand from the cabinet door, stood up and walked outside: "Let's get out of here in disguise."

"oh."

Although Vodka was confused, he still responded and hurriedly followed the two of them outside.

In the cabinet, Conan was breathing heavily.

Got...saved?

What should I do? Should I follow them... No, no, it's too early. They may just pretend to leave, but in fact they are ambushing outside, waiting for me to fall into my trap...

Huchi...huchi...

Thoughts came to my mind uncontrollably.

The purpose of that organization, the strange poison they asked Haibara to make, and the software they forced Itakura Taku to develop...

Obviously he could breathe fresh air just by gently pushing the cabinet door in front of him, but his arms seemed as heavy as lead and he couldn't lift them at all.

The oxygen in the cabinet became less and less, Conan's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the iron sheet behind him was no longer cold, but gave his senses an unbearable numbness.

He arched his back, gritted his teeth, and buried his head in his bent arms...

…

Snowy night, long street, emerald green Porsche 914.

Vodka drove the car and looked at the witch with a thousand faces showing her true face in the back seat of the car. She opened her mouth slightly and said, "Belmod?"

What's going on? Me, where's my eldest brother? Where's the eldest brother? His eyes passed through the rearview mirror and landed on Ye Gengyi, who was also sitting in the back seat and was currently using a computer to analyze Itakura Zhuo's floppy disk.

However, when the other party said, "Drive well," Vodka felt even more depressed...

By the way, who can explain it to me?

"Huh huh huh~"

Belmode chuckled:

"Your behavior of changing the trading time without authorization made Gin very angry, but the other person in the United States did not waste precious time to scold you on the phone, so he gave me this task."

"Then... you also know about icewine?" Vodka, stare.

"I happened to see it when I came to the station."

While Ye Gengyi was speaking, he had already cracked Itakura Zhuo's software password and said: "There is no self-destruct program, but this is an unfinished software."

"What?!"

Hearing this, the two organization cadres in the car became a little uneasy.

"Let me take a look."

Belmode took the computer directly and his expression became a little gloomy.

"Unfinished" is an implicit way of expressing it. After comparing it with the data they had from two years ago, there is no progress at all!

"He was fooled."

Ye Gengyi fanned the flames from the sidelines without any psychological pressure at all.

The people were threatened by Tequila and Belmode. Now that Tequila is dead, the plan was adjusted to follow up with vodka instead of gin, with Belmode assisting.

In layman's terms, Ye Gengyi plays the role of a quality inspector.

He has nothing to gain if he succeeds, and nothing to lose if he fails.

"Oh, by the way," Ye Gengyi suddenly remembered something, "I left my motorcycle near Xianqiao Station when I came here. It's very risky to drive there. Besides, I'm a little tight on money recently."

When the team goes on a mission, it is reasonable to discard items that may reveal their identity. Although it is Gin who is in charge of the money, icewine's request is not excessive... Belmode took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions and said:

"How many?"

"Harley." Ye Gengyi said.

I have suffered a big loss. I have been tricked by icewine several times in a row. In addition, I have been playing the role of a good guy during this period, so I don’t have much funds to use...

Belmode was silent for a moment, lowered his head, took out his cell phone, edited a text message and sent it, then said: "I'll have someone transfer 1 million to your foreign card. If it's not enough, I'll have to find gin to make up for it."

"Oh," Ye Gengyi responded, "Vodka put me on the roadside."

"Um."

Vodka after parking.

Belmode couldn't help but said: "With your personality, even if you go out at night, you still drive a Harley for such a short distance. Isn't it a bit too high-profile?"

"Then I'll steal a cheap one next time."

After Ye Geng finished speaking, he opened the car door and disappeared into the darkness a few seconds later.

Steal, steal?

Vodka was stunned.

Belmode: "???"
Chapter completed!