Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 27 It shouldn’t be... What the hell!
Nan Ling's life in Japan was relatively peaceful.
After all, there are only a few days left of the holiday, and if the organization still asks him to work overtime, it would be truly unscrupulous.
He sent Zhu Fu Jingguang away these days. No one knew where he went, and Nan Ling didn't care about his destination.
Just don't come out before the main quest. Otherwise, your life will be in danger.
Less than a week later, Nan Ling flew back to Western Europe. Antoine and DK had already returned before him, and even completed a mission in Western Europe during his absence.
There are still two years until the next important main plot - the exposure of Shuichi Akai.
So Nan Ling naturally thought that the next two years would be peaceful, allowing him to enjoy his old age before the main storyline began.
The tasks of the research
Nan Ling couldn't help but imagine his happy life in the future.
It turned out that he was overthinking it.
In Conan's world, how could there ever be a truly peaceful time?
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"Bourbon? Why is Bourbon in Western Europe?"
Nan Ling rubbed his forehead.
This is the fourth month since he returned to Europe from Japan.
Reports indicate that Bourbon was seen around one of the organization's trading partners.
I didn't expect to see the main characters again so soon.
"I don't know. Hasn't Bourbon always been a mystic?" Antoine replied while looking at the report .
Hmm, I seem to have heard a familiar answer.
By the way, when he asked Gin why Vermouth was in Japan, Gin gave the same answer.
Nan Ling seemed to understand why Gin hated this kind of person so much. The feeling of not being in control of things was indeed the most annoying.
Bourbon...
Nan Ling didn't want to meet him, so she should not go out unless necessary.
The last time we met was on that rooftop... I thought that I took away Zhu Fu Jingguang's body for experiments. At that time, Bourbon's eyes were so scary that he trembled all over.
How terrible, how terrible. I can't afford to offend such a person.
Nan Ling glanced at his schedule.
This week he only has a schedule tomorrow night, and because it involves the handover of a large batch of medicines, he has to go in person.
Nan Ling had already distributed those tasks that did not require him to go in person to his subordinates.
Old salted fish.
It was just one night, it shouldn't be such a coincidence that I would meet Toru Amuro.
That shouldn’t be the case, right?
…
Nan Ling entered the bar wearing a mask.
This bar is an intelligence transfer station known to all nearby underground forces, or it can be called a trading hall.
No one would do anything here, unless you wanted to try the two Colt Pythons the bar owner kept under the counter.
Nan Ling attracted a lot of people's attention as soon as he came in, but everyone turned their heads away silently when they noticed his outfit.
A black baseball cap, a black mask, shoulder-length black hair, and a black sports suit.
The organization's general actions are very low-key, but it is still inevitably known to many people. They don't know the specific situation of the organization, but they only know that they are a group of people who are particularly difficult to mess with.
The man dressed in this way has appeared frequently in the past year and is said to be the leader of this organization. Even if he is not, his status is very high.
They don't want to get involved with a powerful and extremely mysterious organization for no reason.
Nan Ling sat down at the bar: "Boss, a glass of Chateau."
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Toru Amuro heard these words as soon as he entered the door.
The memory of that night on the rooftop suddenly appeared in his mind.
The gunshot, the broken cell phone, the silent Scotland, Rye holding a gun, and...
Chat showed his nonchalant attitude towards human life and even took Scotland's body.
Toru Amuro even staggered a bit before he could stand still.
Nan Ling heard the sound of someone coming in and turned his head to take a look.
Then he quickly turned his head back.
What... happened? He thought a little stiffly.
What the hell?
No way! How could I just run into Bourbon? Why am I so unlucky?
Nan Ling turned his head with an indifferent look on his face.
Of course, I was a little panicked.
No, I was very panicked.
Who could tell him why Bourbon appeared before him at this time and in this place for no apparent reason?
Nan Ling suddenly felt a little regretful for his last act of attracting hatred.
But he also had to take Zhu Fu Jingguang's body away. He would have made this grudge anyway. It would be more fun to make the grudge worse.
...What fun! Nan Ling thought with gritted teeth. He wished he could travel back in time and slap himself in the face to wake him up.
Is it so difficult to speak nicely? Why are you so arrogant?
How happy he was then, how embarrassed he is now.
How should he face Amuro Toru? Should he go up to greet him? Should he pretend nothing happened? That would definitely make him hate him even more!
Just sit there and pretend not to see it? But he obviously saw him, and Bourbon should have seen him too...
"Chat?" a gruff voice sounded beside his ear. "You're younger than I thought."
Nan Ling breathed a sigh of relief and watched a strong white man sit down next to him.
"Don't judge a book by its cover. You are Mr. Kemp, I suppose?"
"It's me." Kemp showed Nan Ling the suitcase in his hand. "The money is here, where's the goods?"
Nan Ling took out a small box from his coat pocket. After opening it, he found transparent glass test tubes, and the blue solution was dazzling under the light.
"Here, check it out." Nan Ling raised his chin.
"No need." Kemp closed the lid of the box and handed the suitcase to Nan Ling . "I believe in your credibility."
"Oh." Nan Ling replied absentmindedly. He opened the suitcase and took a look. The amount should be correct. "I hope you have fun using it. I'll be leaving now."
"Mr. Chat is in such a hurry? Why don't you stay for a few drinks?"
"No, I have other things to do tonight." Nan Ling smiled at Kemp, "Mr. Kemp is a straightforward person. I look forward to our next cooperation."
Are you kidding me? Bourbon is standing here and he dares to stay? Why the hell! He should just run away.
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Of course, it's not entirely a coincidence that Toru Amuro appears here today.
Recently, a serial murder case occurred in Japan.
Originally, this was not a big deal in Japan where cases happen frequently. But the criminal used poisoning this time. Poisoning is fine, but the poison is extremely toxic. The incubation period is 12 hours, during which time the victim's body will gradually develop bruises as if he had been beaten by someone, and finally spread all over the body, and the poison will cause death.
More importantly, there is currently no antidote to this poison.
In other words, after the victim knew that he had been poisoned, he could only watch his life slip away bit by bit. No matter what he did, he could not delay his death even for a second.
This led to widespread panic among the public, and the incident was so serious that it was reported to the police.
As mentioned above, a similar murder case seems to have occurred in France, far away in Europe.
But the number is very small at present, and the public security in Western countries is generally poor. There may be more than two or three people dying on the streets every day. How could anyone notice these corpses with strange deaths?
As a result, this matter did not attract enough attention, and it was only mentioned briefly in the public security report. There was no definite evidence, and it was just a rumor.
But given that there are no other useful clues at the moment, Toru Amuro came to France to try his luck.
Who knew that he actually found out something.
A relatively large gang in Paris, the Blood Arrow, has been acting unusually recently.
Their recent actions have been extremely aggressive, and their scale has expanded several times. Not only that, the deaths of several people in the forces that opposed them were very similar to those in Japan.
So Toru Amuro roughly understood the structure of this organization. And the person he was following today, Kemp, was the second in command of Blood Crossbow.
He hadn't expected to gain anything so soon, but surprisingly, he gained a lot tonight.
He recognized Chat the moment he heard the voice and saw the back. He was dressed the same as he was that night, all in black.
It looks like it grew out of mud.
Amuro Toru was disgusted by this.
And his intuition told him that the box contained the poison that the Blood Crossbow used to kill their opponents, and it was also the poison used in the Japanese serial murders.
Not only did he see the poison transaction scene, but he also accidentally found out the supplier of the poison.
I didn’t expect it to be an organization... Last time Chat said he was a member of the research team. Could it be that the poison was made by him?
When Toru Amuro thought of the victims' desperate expressions and painful deaths before they died, he couldn't help but feel more angry towards Chat.
For a person like this, the death penalty is too lenient. He should be locked up in prison until the day he dies!
