A Peugeot 607 without headlights approached from a distance.

The speed was very fast, and it plunged straight into the forest with sparse moonlight. The engine immediately stalled, and the surroundings fell into dead silence again.

Belmode did not get out of the car, but covered his chest and abdomen with one hand, rested his head on the seat and took a few deep breaths.

Severe pain constantly attacks the nerves.

Her face was full of exhaustion, and her proud blond hair now looked messy. Despite this, she still did not relax at all.

On the way to escape, Belmod repeatedly confirmed that there were no pursuers behind him.

In other words, this situation can be explained by the fact that the FBI is concerned about Conan as a hostage, plus another car on the dock has been blown up by itself, and Calvados was captured... and it was a mission planned by him.

middle……

There is no other way. A cadre who knows the secrets of the organization is arrested. Even she can no longer pretend that nothing happened.

Belmod took out his cell phone and quickly reported the situation.

Fortunately, one of the people the FBI took action this time was Shuichi Akai...

At least in the subsequent mission to rescue Calvados, Gin will definitely bear the brunt.

She smiled in amusement and turned her head to look at Conan, who was still sleeping in the passenger seat.

...Unexpectedly, he was actually disguised as Shirley. It seems that the lesson learned at Xianqiao Station last time was not profound at all for this 'forgetful' little detective.

Sigh... Oops, although I didn't reveal too many details of the mission to Calvados before taking action, Shirley, a traitor to the organization who turned into a child, and a primary school student from the Maori Detective Agency who came to the appointment disguised as Shirley.

…

There was also the angel who appeared inexplicably. In order to prevent Calvados from killing someone, he shot at his hiding spot.

After Calvados was rescued, the organization was bound to conduct a comprehensive review of the mission in order to test his loyalty.

By then, nothing can be hidden.

What should I do, Kudo Shinichi? Your inconsiderate interference has really posed a problem for me...

…

the other side.

Ye Gengyi was taking a leisurely stroll home when he suddenly received another call from Gin Jiu.

"What's the matter?" Ye Geng put the phone to his ear.

"Find out the whereabouts of Calvados as soon as possible. We need to get him back before the police are dispatched," Gin said.

Listening to the voice, I feel like you are very excited... A thought flashed across Ye Geng's mind and he said calmly:

"Speak clearly."

"The news from that person was that Belmode and Calvados had a gun battle with the FBI on the dock of Mihua. They encountered an ambush, and the woman abandoned Calvados and ran away..."

Gin immediately relayed all the information he knew.

"Got it." Ye Gengyi responded and hung up the phone.

...Based on the distance, it would take Gin and Vodka 20 to 30 minutes at full speed to get to Mikka Town from Yokohama.

By the way, he also needs to arrange for Cohen and Chianti. Those two went to the United States with Gin on the previous mission and should be resting at a certain base now.

And I should be on my way back now, and it is definitely impossible to directly learn about Calvados' death, so the most reasonable speed of gathering information should be no less than 3 minutes and less than 5 minutes.

It's too late to make instant noodles. We still need to find hot water. Well... let's drink another can of coffee.

…

In the forest, Belmode sat quietly in the car, his thoughts spinning rapidly, but he still couldn't think of a way to properly handle the situation at hand.

Until there was a "ring" sound from the mobile phone.

[Calvados is dead. It seems that I have indulged you a little too much. Come back to me, Belmod.]

Dead...?

When Belmode saw this email, the pressure and fatigue that had been accumulating mentally suddenly relaxed.

That one had no reason to lie to her.

And he also had no reason to set up a trap to kill Calvados.

"ok...boos..."

After Belmod finished replying to the email, he turned his head and looked at the unconscious Edogawa Conan again.

Next time... this child is the only one left. What should I do with this little detective who thinks he is omnipotent?

Belmode put her hand on Conan's shoulder, but she touched an oblate bump. She quickly realized that this was not a decoration on her clothes, and quickly took out the dagger she carried with her.

Sizzling...

There was a sound of fabric being torn apart.

Belmode was shocked to see that Conan actually had several electrocardiogram-specific electrodes attached to his body, and the other end was connected to a wireless transmitter and a recorder.

Could it be that the sound of keystrokes just now was already... Belmode didn't have time to think about it, and he hurriedly cut off the power of the device.

"No," Conan slowly opened his glasses, "If the device cannot receive my heartbeat, the recording of the keystrokes you just sent to the boss behind the scenes will be immediately transmitted from the moment we contact you at the dock..."

"You..." Belmod's fingers froze, feeling both angry and funny.

Where?

Dr. A Li? Or icewine?

Is this kid crazy? If he continues to behave like this, I really won't be able to protect him...

Conan misunderstood Belmode's reaction, and just assumed that the other party had some scruples, and continued:

"Although communication companies have provisions to protect customer information, the police can still apply for relevant investigation procedures. I believe it will not take long to investigate relevant clues...and..."

He paused, and his solemn eyes showed a gleam of confidence, "If the person you are delivering the email to is not a mobile phone but a phone number, you can even check the address."

Why is this child either seeking death or on the way to death?

Belmode sighed silently, stalling for time while looking for a way to break the situation, and said:

"Oh? Can you find the address just by using this?"

"Of course. As long as we analyze the recording, we can know which letters and numbers you pressed. Even if you kill me now, it will be the same!"

Conan said with a hint of arrogance: "Because you are so eager to find Shirley who betrayed you, I will judge that you will contact your superiors after catching her, although the evolution of the situation is somewhat beyond my expectation.

, but at least this prop still works..."

"So, what are you going to do?"

Conan continued to ask, "My companion is elsewhere, waiting for me to pass the recording. If you don't want this to happen, then take me to see your boss now. I no longer plan to play hide and seek with you."

"

No, you misunderstood. I planned to dispose of Shirley and throw her into the sea as soon as we met...

Belmode sighed silently again.
Chapter completed!