The famous criminal in the world of Conan

"Hahahaha, Chianti, you can't do that either!"

The scene had not yet ended when Calvados's laughter could be heard.

"Humph!"

Chianti turned off the projection equipment angrily and curled his lips in annoyance.

"I just made a mistake, just a little bit off."

"Okay, okay, mistakes, mistakes, I understand, I understand."

Calvados waved his hands, but still sneered mercilessly.

But even though he laughed at me, he didn't pick up the sniper rifle to kill Kevin Brown for the fifth time.

Chianti and Cohen train here every day, but neither of them can accurately kill Kevin Brown at a distance of 650 yards. Calvados thinks that he may not be much stronger than the two of them now, so why should he humiliate himself?

"Hmph! Coward!"

Seeing that Calvados didn't even dare to raise his sniper rifle, Chianti spat at him, then picked up the sniper rifle and prepared to try again.

She really felt that she had just made a mistake. She could have easily run 650 yards during practice a few days ago.

"Okay, Chianti, stop practicing."

Just as Chianti was about to start, a cold voice came from the side.

The three of them turned their heads at the same time.

It's gin.

Chianti and Cohen were slightly stunned. Gin would not come to the training base on weekdays. After all, he was a well-known hard worker in the organization and had a lot of things on his hands. How could he have the time to come here?

Otherwise, they might not necessarily participate in the sniping competition here.

After all, Gin's sniping ability is well-known to be the strongest in the organization.

Hmm... exclude Akai Shuichi.

If I compete in front of him and include him in the competition, wouldn't that be just humiliating myself?

Calvados was startled. As a member of the action team, he was originally with Gin, but later for some reason (he wanted to lick Vermouth), he almost always acted with Vermouth.

Although he didn't do anything to harm the organization, he still felt a little guilty when he saw Gin.

"Hey, Gin, try again, I'm fine!"

When Chianti heard that Gin would not give her the chance to win, she suddenly became anxious.

Gin said coldly,

"That's not necessary. The target this time can't be more than 600 yards away, and it may not even be 300 or 400 yards away."

"Aha?"

Chianti was surprised and delighted to hear what Gin said, and couldn't help asking,

"So, we have a new mission?"

"That's right,"

Gin said indifferently,

"Chianti, Cohen, Calvados, ready to go."

"Hey, wait, Gin, am I coming too?"

Hearing Gin calling his name, Calvados asked subconsciously.

As soon as he said this, he knew he was in danger. After all, he was still Gin's man in name, and Vermouth belonged to the intelligence team and should not be concerned with people in the action team.

However, perhaps because he was in a good mood, Gin just glanced at Calvados coldly and said,

"Come together, Vermouth is here too."

"Ah? Okay!"

When Calvados heard that Vermouth was there too, he nodded immediately.

Chianti was excited at the thought of going on a mission, but she soon thought of something else. Her expression changed slightly and she asked Gin,

"Hey, Gin, who is our target this time?"

"Will we... face that person?"

Cohen and Calvados naturally also knew the person Chianti was talking about.

White horse pine!

Only that person could make Chianti pay so much attention, or even be afraid of him.

Several consecutive targeted actions ended in failure, and Chianti can be said to have a psychological shadow on Cheval Blanc.

The same goes for Cohen. Last time, he witnessed with his own eyes how Bai Ma Song beat Gin and Vodka and made them flee in panic. He was extremely afraid of him.

Although Calvados had never met Baimasong, Vermouth had repeatedly warned him not to cause trouble for Baimasong.

Calvados is the most obedient.

"will not."

Gin glanced at Chianti and the other two coldly, then answered Chianti's question calmly.

"We're just cleaning the rats out of the organization."

"Ha ha,"

Chianti's face was full of laughter again, and the swallowtail butterflies were flying again.

“I love cleaning up rats the most!”

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On the other side, in Amuro Toru's apartment

"Well, Bourbon, this is what's going on. I need you to collect more intelligence on the target in the next two days."

"Okay, I'll check the target's intelligence."

Amuro Toru nodded first, then a hint of coldness flashed in his narrowed eyes.

"But Vodka, tell Gin to get rid of the people around me. Otherwise, I'm not sure if they can still transmit information to you next time."

"what?"

Vodka on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned and confused, but Toru Amuro had already hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Toru Amuro was filled with irritability, which was completely different from his usual peaceful personality.

He casually threw the cell phone in his hand onto the table and threw it away.

But even if he threw the phone away, he still couldn't ease the pain in his heart.

The organization assigned him another task.

Moreover, this time he was on an island, in his own country.

In the past, when he was abroad, he could numb himself, thinking that these were not his people, and that they might not be completely clean, so killing them might not be an option.

But this time, Gin's destination is an island country, in his own country.

And, the goal is…

Domon Yasuki!

Some basic information about Yasuki Domon appeared in Toru Amuro's mind. As an island policeman, he had a very good impression of Mr. Yasuki Domon.

Because Mr. Yasuteru Domon is one of the commanders of the Self-Defense Forces and has a strong sense of justice. He has organized many crackdowns on black crime. He can be said to be one of the most feared and hated people by the entire island country's underworld organizations.

Moreover, Yasuteru Domon will recently participate in the House of Representatives election and is one of the candidate members among the members.

Toru Amuro didn't expect that the organization's target this time would be him.

Such an official who is well-known in the political circle and famous for his sense of justice now asks Amuro Toru to collect information on him and needs his indirect assistance to organize the killing of him.

Toru Amuro really can't convince himself to do it!

A cold light flashed in his eyes. Since he couldn't do it, there was only one way left.

Toru Amuro stood up and after confirming again and again that his house was absolutely safe, he picked up his cell phone and changed the phone card.

Then, he dialed that familiar number.