The famous criminal in the world of Conan

"Oyamada-san, let's have a drink together."

The bearded man wearing sunglasses came over and invited Oyamada.

"you are?"

Xiao Shantian was a little confused. An old acquaintance of his? Some of them were unrecognizable.

"I'm Tani Mori, Oyamada-san, have you forgotten? Back in Gunma Prefecture, you and I were in the same class!"

Mr. Gu Sen said so.

"Ohhh, Tani Mori-san! How could I forget? Come on, drink!"

Koyamada looked as if he had suddenly realized something. Tani Mori? It seemed like there was such a classmate, but I really couldn't remember him.

"drink!"

The two of them toasted each other for a while and finished the wine on the table.

"Mr. Koyamada, when you were transferred from Gunma Prefecture to Tokyo, we old brothers were really envious of you!"

Gu Sen said with a smile, that expression was indeed the admiration that the country people had for the city people.

"Hahahaha, no, no, in fact, after coming to Tokyo, I still suffer the same bullying and have to work hard to make a living!"

Oyamada first smiled with satisfaction, and then started to complain.

Things like there are more rules in Tokyo, bosses are really hard to serve, housing prices are really high, and Tokyo discriminates against outsiders.

"Even so, Oyamada-san is still managing a warehouse by himself!"

Gu Sen said enviously, then lowered his head and lowered his voice.

"There must be a lot of money involved!"

Speaking of this, Oyamada raised his guard slightly and waved his hand.

"No, no, there's no profit in that! Besides, I'm not the only one managing the warehouse!"

Oyamada ordered another glass of wine and continued,

"There are three of us who take turns on the shift. Even the password was figured out by the three of us together!"

"That's it."

Gu Sen seemed to be thinking about something and soon changed the subject. The two of them continued to drink one glass at a time.

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Another night.

Beikacho, cocktail bar on the top floor of the Daikoku Building.

Gin sat in a secluded booth in the bar, drinking a glass of sherry, looking at the list that had just been sent to him on his phone.

There are dozens of names on the list, all of whom are to be cleared out or are about to be cleared out.

For some reason, in the past two years, the number of undercover agents and traitors in the organization has increased.

In the past, he would clean up a project every two or three days, and still have time to go to the bar and watch horror movies.

Now, he has to work on two or three objects a day to ensure that he completes the task within the time limit.

Ugh!

Model workers in the organization are exhausted!

"Brother, brother!"

Vodka trotted in and shouted to Gin.

This is the organization's bar, and it has always only accepted members of the organization, or people who have been in contact with the organization and can be controlled.

So, Vodka was yelling here and Gin didn't say anything to him.

"Vodka, what's wrong?"

Gin asked in a cold tone, looking at Sherry in front of him.

"Brother, the architect wants to discuss something with us."

Vodka said, and added,

"From what he said, it seems to be related to explosives."

"Oh?"

Gin thought for a moment and said to Vodka,

"Let him in."

"Okay, big brother."

Vodka replied, walked down, and walked in with a man wearing a big leather coat, sunglasses, and a pipe in his mouth.

"Gin, long time no see!"

The architect took the pipe out of his mouth, smiled and said.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Gin refused all pleasantries and went straight to the point.

His Master Qin's time is very precious. On average, one life is costed for every 240 to 300 minutes.

Presumably the architect couldn't afford to waste it.

"You're still just as boring."

The architect still smiled and then got down to business.

"I recently received news that a new batch of gunpowder will arrive at the Oriental Gunpowder Depot. Are you interested?"

"The Oriental powder magazine?"

Gin thought for a moment, narrowed his eyes and asked,

"You're not going to ask us to rob the powder magazine?"

If this is what the architect said, then they can consider terminating all cooperation with the architect.

The organization doesn’t need stupid people!

"Nonono........." The architect took his pipe and took a puff, "I'm not stupid."

"There are only three security guards at the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot at night, and the rest are all electronic locks. I seem to be able to get the password to the gunpowder depot. When the time comes, your people will be responsible for transportation, and I will open the door for you."

"You guys get the lion's share of what we get in the end, and I only want a certain portion."

"how?"

The architect said so.

After hearing what the architect said, Gin's narrowed eyes slowly widened.

"You didn't lie to us?"

If this matter is explained in this way, there is basically no danger. After all, the people in the organization are all experienced and blood-thirsty masters. Transportation and theft are not a problem at all.

only.....................

"You would be so kind?"

Gin stared at the architect with his terrifying eyes, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although his right hand was still holding the glass, his left hand had already touched the edge of his Beretta M92F.

"I'm not short of money, nor do I have a big demand for gunpowder. I just need some to clean up some failed works. There's no need to compete with you for it."

The architect did not panic in the face of Gin's intimidation, but spoke calmly, expressing his sincerity in cooperation and that he was a good partner.

Gin did not respond to the architect's words, but continued to stare at him.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes..............

Ten minutes later, Gin withdrew his left hand and extended it towards the architect.

"We agreed to cooperate."

"Hahaha, I believe your organization will not be disappointed."

The architect laughed and reached out to shake hands with Gin.

Seeing that the two parties had reached an agreement, Vodka was very considerate and immediately arranged for the bartender to give the architect a drink.

"Although we agree to cooperate, we must get your password, otherwise we will terminate it at any time."

Gin reminded coldly.

The architect laughed, "Don't worry, Gin, I will definitely get the password."

As he spoke, the architect smiled mysteriously.

"Even if I can't do it, isn't there still a detective?"