Model worker and his little darling

Rena Mizunashi chuckled. "Yeah, I was overthinking it. So, can you put away that Beretta that was aimed at me from behind the door? If you shoot me because of some strange suspicion, then no one will be able to help you get rid of DJ."

Gin scoffed, "Final confirmation."

"The time is 1 PM, the location is Eddie P, and I, who am in charge of interviewing the DJ, will guide him to the designated location."

As soon as she finished speaking, a blue Dodge Viper pulled up next to Rena Mizunashi.

Seeing Chianti and Cohen appear, Rena Mizunashi leaned on the steering wheel and said, "Chianti, Cohen, you're here too. This time, it all depends on you two. Although our achievements can't be made public, our failures will spread like wildfire."

In an instant, the atmosphere froze. Vermouth, sitting in the back seat of the Porsche, lit a cigarette, concealing the mockery in her eyes.

Gin narrowed his eyes slightly. "Whether it succeeds or fails, the general public will never know. That's how the organization operates."

The atmosphere froze again. Vermouth smiled and said, "However, the location chosen is Eddie P. It truly lives up to its name as a hunting ground."

The goofy Vodka turned to look at Vermouth, "What do you mean by that?"

Vermouth's lips twitched. Has Vodka completely lost his mind after spending so much time with Gin?

"You should at least do some research on the history there, Vodka."

After checking the time, Vermouth urged the group, "Alright, it's almost time. Let's pack up and get ready to move out."

The large meeting in the underground parking lot has now come to an end!

……

There was silence on the other end. Conan looked up at Hirai and asked, "Who's the DJ? Where's Eddie P?"

"I don't know who DJ is; this code name is too obscure. If Eddie P refers to a location, then P probably means a parking lot or a park or something like that."

Hearing Pingqing's explanation, Conan became somewhat anxious, "We don't have enough information right now, we only know the time, there's no way to stop them."

Hirai calmed the restless Conan down. "What we need to find out now is who Rena Mizunashi is going to interview today."

"Yes, they're going to assassinate someone during the interview. By the way, Rena Mizunashi's codename is Kir. Do you know Kir?"

“Kier joined the organization about five or six years ago, and then single-handedly took down an undercover agent who had been lurking in the organization for many years. Because of this, he was given a code name and gained the organization’s trust.”

"What about Chianti and Cohen?"

"Organization sniper."

As soon as she finished speaking, Rena Mizunashi's car drove past them.

Heiji looked at his phone. "I received news that the three people Rena Mizunashi is going to interview today are first-time candidates for the House of Representatives election. Tokiwa Eisaku, a professor in the Faculty of Pharmacy at Teito University, has researched many new drugs."

"Shunji Senzu, the son of a wealthy family, is a popular actor. If elected, he will become a second-generation member of parliament. Yasuaki Tsuchimon, whose father was a former Defense Agency official and a former Self-Defense Force officer."

Having learned about the three candidates, Conan began brainstorming which of them might be the DJ.

Listening to Conan's rambling, Ping Qing slightly curled his lips. These headache-inducing code names were all Rum's ideas.

"Could it be Diamond Jack?"

Conan was taken aback. "Jack of Diamonds?" He then nodded. "That's right. In astrology, diamonds represent the element of land. Of the three candidates, only Tsuchimon Yasuaki, who is a member of the Self-Defense Forces, has a name related to land."

"Tumen Kanghui, I've read his reports. His sense of justice is twice that of the average person. He often makes very strong statements about violence and crime on television or in newspapers, which earns him a lot of support. The price he pays is that his actions displease some people. Someone once sent an assassin to deal with him, but he is a tough guy who was able to turn the tables and subdue his opponent."

Conan nodded. Indeed, Tsuchimichi Koki has a strong sense of justice, and if elected as a member of parliament, he is very likely to be detrimental to the organization. Therefore, this operation by the organization may be a preemptive elimination of those who might be detrimental to them.

Even worse, some organizations and political figures are involved, and in order to promote their own people, they want to eliminate their rivals.

If the organization continues to grow like this, and this is only in Japan, but it also has branches in other countries, then he...

Seeing Conan lost in thought, Hirai patted his big head. "Conan, what's on your mind?"

Coming to his senses, Conan realized he had overthought things. His priority now was retrieving the bugging device and preventing Tsuchimon Yasuaki's murder. He then found the phone number for Tsuchimon Yasuaki's fan club office and called directly.

The other party said that Tumen Kanghui had canceled his original golf trip and made a last-minute appointment with someone else.

"Someone is trying to harm Mr. Tsuchimon. Please tell him not to meet with them."

"Hahaha... We've taken a lot of calls like this. Don't worry, Mr. Tsuchimon is very capable, and he even brought two bodyguards. I have other things to attend to here."

Conan wanted to say something more, but the other party had already hung up.

"It was mistaken for a prank call. Looks like we need to crack another clue."

Suddenly, I heard Rena Mizunashi making a phone call again.

"Everything is going well. I'm about to head to Eddie P with my staff. The rain has stopped, and it's the perfect weather for hunting."

Gin tapped his phone. "It was the same this morning, too much static."

Upon hearing this, Conan held his breath, afraid that the bugging device would be discovered in the next second.

"It's probably because I was in the basement. I also picked up the phone in the basement this morning."

Seeing that Gin didn't press the matter further, Conan breathed a sigh of relief; at least he hadn't discovered anything.

"Don't be too complacent. They can't keep communicating underground forever; they'll find out sooner or later."

Just then, Chianti's car caught up with the Porsche, and after telling Gin, they prepared to leave first.

Vermouth, in the back seat, blew Chianti a kiss. "Chianti, good luck!"

Chianti rolled her eyes. "Old woman." She floored the accelerator and sped off towards her destination.

Knowing the organization had begun its operation, Conan's mind raced. "Eddie P, is this location related to the hunting grounds they mentioned? History, the park..."

Conan, lost in thought, remembered the book "Jekyll & Hyde" that he had seen at Rena Mizunashi's house the night before.

“Brother Pingqing, let’s go to Beihu Park. Eddie is actually short for Edward. Edward Hyde from ‘Jekyll & Hyde’, Hyde sounds the same as Beihu, so their destination is Beihu Park. Hyde Park was a hunting ground for nobles in the 16th century, which corresponds to the hunting grounds they mentioned many times.”

Ping Qing clicked his tongue; he really wanted to witness Conan's learning process in Hawaii. Or perhaps he'd undergone biological modifications, his brain directly connected to Google?

Seeing the confident smile on Conan's face, Hirai's eyes flickered.