Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 61: Produced by the organization, everyone who used it said it was good
"Dear sir, you... are also..." Although there was no one around except the two of them, Yamada Ichiji still lowered his voice artificially, "Are you also interested in the group of black crows?"
As soon as he asked about the female intelligence agent, Yamada Ichiji showed an expression of "as expected".
Nan Ling raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Crow - In Conan, the only organization that uses crows to refer to is probably the winery as far as he knows.
Fortunately, he habitually changed into the disguise of "Seven" this time, and did not use his original face.
It seems that He Yue is also interested in the organization? That's right. After all, an organization with an unknown overall structure, great mystery, and a huge power will always arouse the curiosity of many people.
However, it is still a bit too naive for a small organization like Heyue to investigate the winery .
The reason why the White Crow intelligence officer was arrested was probably because she had information about the organization.
The original intention of establishing Bai Ya was to investigate the organization, and there is a great possibility of obtaining information related to the organization.
However, Nan Ling didn't think that the information would be of much value.
"Don't dodge the main point with me." Nan Ling said impatiently, "Where is he? I want the specific address."
Since we used the face of "Seven", we had to do a good job in character setting, especially since we knew that this incident might be related to the winery.
It is best to look cold and apathetic, ruthless and taciturn, and be able to separate yourself from your original style.
Sigh...if this continues I'm going to go crazy.
Neither denied nor admitted.
Yamada Ichiji was a little unsure of the purpose of the person in front of him.
However, the only valuable thing on that girl should be the information about the black organization, and the person in front of her is most likely here for this.
"Don't worry, sir." Yamada Ichiji rubbed his hands and laughed, "I know that place, but if you go there by yourself ... it's not very convenient to get in. How about I take you there?"
In this way, at least he could ensure that his life could be saved before he met that woman.
Nan Ling touched his chin and snorted.
Haha... I thought he was a sensible person and was trying to be smart with me... But forget it, I didn't want to keep him alive anyway.
"Playing these little tricks in front of me..." He stretched out his voice, and as expected showed a panic expression.
“Bang—”
Nan Ling kicked Yamada Ichiji to the ground and stepped on his fat belly with his leather boots.
"Ouch!" The man wailed, but there was some pretense in his voice, and Nan Ling could tell it instantly.
"This won't happen again." Nan Ling rolled the tip of his shoe on his greasy belly and said in a cold voice, "Get out of here."
“Oh, oh, oh… yes, yes…” Yamada Ichiji smiled and stood up tremblingly, covering his stomach with one hand and holding the wall with the other.
Fuck you, young man, you dare to kick me...just wait for me!
Nan Ling knew what this person was thinking at a glance. He didn't even try to restrain his malicious look.
Let's have some insurance.
"Open your mouth." Nan Ling put a small pill into Yamada Ichiji's mouth.
"It's a delayed poison. It will take effect in 24 hours. I'll give you the antidote then." Nan Ling straightened his clothes. "Think carefully before you do anything."
Of course, this pill is just an ordinary vitamin. Nan Ling just wanted to scare him so that he would behave himself.
Yamada Ichiji immediately looked miserable.
Damn! How can this person be so cruel!
"Let's go, Master Yamada." Nan Ling made a "please" gesture with an expressionless face.
…
It's miserable.
This was Nan Ling’s first thought when he saw the White Crow intelligence agent.
Looking at the injuries all over his body, there is hardly a piece of healthy flesh on his body. It seems that He Yue has interrogated him a lot.
"Didn't you find out anything?" he turned around and asked.
"We interrogated him for one day and two nights, but he didn't say anything." Yamada Ichiji shook his head.
"Okay, you go out first." Nan Ling patted Yamada Ichiji's shoulder and motioned him to leave for a while.
"Yes, yes, yes." He nodded and turned to leave.
Haha, this kid is still too young. I will call a group of people when I get out. By then, I can play however I want...
Yamada Ichiji had only taken two steps when he felt dizzy and then his eyes went dark.
“Bang—Pah—”
The sound of a body falling to the ground came from behind Nan Ling.
Nan Ling raised a smile and put away the thin needle between his fingers as if nothing had happened.
After we dealt with Yamada Ichi, there wouldn't be any problems.
The place where Misato Mizukami, the intelligence officer, was imprisoned was in a secluded villa in the suburbs.
To Nan Ling's surprise, there was no one guarding the villa. There were only three people living in the villa, and they had no weapons such as guns.
His guard was very low, and he easily got in just by looking at Yamada Ichiji's face.
But this is because his vision is too high. Not all organizations are like the winery, with a large number of staff and unlimited weapons and explosives available anytime and anywhere.
This was convenient for Nan Ling. When he passed outside, he had secretly released a very difficult-to-detect hypnotic gas, which was developed by the organization and was praised by everyone who used it.
That group of people should be almost asleep by now.
Nan Ling was not worried about getting infected. His body was highly resistant to drugs, and it was probably because he was given too much drug during the experiment.
With the dosage outside, it wouldn't matter to him even if it was doubled.
"Miss Shuishang?" Nan Ling patted the woman who was hung up, "Wake up?"
Misato Mizukami opened her eyes blearily.
"Well?"
"Bai Zeyou asked me to save you." Nan Ling said concisely.
When he said this, his hands were not idle, he untied the man first.
"...Thank you." Misato Mizukami also roughly understood the current situation.
Being able to say the name Bai Zeyou means that he is a trustworthy person.
"You have a lot of injuries, and they are very serious. I have to give you emergency treatment." Nan Ling paused, then continued, "But I don't have any gauze on me right now, so I'll take you out first."
He took off his coat, which originally belonged to the second butler of Yamada City, and casually put it on Misato Mizukami to cover up several obvious wounds.
"Let's go, everything outside has been handled. But remember to hold your breath before you leave the door. I've put in a hypnotic gas."
"Okay." Misato Mizukami stood up obediently.
Nan Ling had a pretty good first impression of Misato Mizukami.
He talks little, asks few questions, and is very efficient. He is quite suitable for intelligence work.
Zhu Fujingguang had a good vision and chose such a person as his subordinate.
When they went out, Nan Ling took care of the three unlucky guys who were sleeping.
Try not to leave any witnesses - after all, these three people know about Misato Mizukami's existence and have seen him, so they definitely cannot be left behind.
Yamada Ichiji drove Nan Ling here, so he simply touched Yamada's car keys and got into the car that originally belonged to Yamada very skillfully.
When we passed a pharmacy on the way, we bought some gauze and alcohol and gave Misato Mizukami a simple bandage.
The girl didn't say a word during the whole process. Even when her wound was being bandaged, she just gasped softly and never cried out in pain.
This thriftiness with words was really beyond Nan Ling's expectations.
But that was exactly what he wanted. Nan Ling was too lazy to chat with a stranger whom he would most likely never meet in the future.
