Qin Zhibo held the phone in one hand, while his brain was thinking.

The important reason why the organization is so confident at present is that the organization's investigation organizations around the world have also dispatched undercover agents.

Previously, Belmod tried to use Akai Mutake's identity to sneak into British MI6, but failed.

Even members of organizations of Belmode's level only need to focus on infiltrating MI6, which means that other investigation organizations have already been infiltrated.

If investigative organizations around the world cooperate, these undercover agents may deal a heavy blow to the alliance at any time.

So the value of this list is self-evident.

"Who is the person carrying the memory card? Is he also a codename member of the organization?" Qin Zhibo asked.

"I don't know. I only know that his name is Okakura Masaaki. He is the secretary of a senior government official. He was recently involved in a serial murder case..."

Mizuno Reina spoke faster and faster, "The organization attaches great importance to this matter. In addition to Ireland, Scotch whiskey seems to be taking action as well."

"Good luck."

After saying that, Shui Wu Lina hung up the phone.

Okakura Masaaki…

Qin Zhibo repeated the name silently in his mind, then quickly turned on his computer and searched for relevant news on the Internet.

Soon, relevant content appeared on the browsing page.

Okakura Masaaki, male, 32 years old, secretary to the Diet members, died at the Recreation Forest in Nerima Ward, Tokyo.

Beyond that, there are few detailed reports on the case.

Generally, this situation indicates that there is a major secret in the case, so it is chosen to be concealed from the public in order to avoid the emergence of imitators.

Moreover, Reina Mizuno mentioned just now that Masaaki Okakura was involved in a serial murder case.

Suddenly, Qin Zhibo thought of the search meeting held at the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow, precisely to discuss a serial murder case that spanned many places.

Could it be such a coincidence?

…

In the dim room, several dark figures stood in the room.

"Are you the man who killed Gin?"

"Scotch, it seems we will get along well..."

A straight man with beige hair stood beside another man with medium-long black hair, with a smile on his lips.

"By the way, Scotch... Can you tell me what Gin's expression was like before he died?"

Ireland turned to look at the man beside her, staring at that handsome face with slightly narrowed eyes.

Scotch Whiskey remained expressionless and replied coldly.

"Same as everyone else, nothing special..."

Upon hearing this answer, Ireland kept his hands in his pockets and suddenly threw his head up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha! It's so happy!"

"Hmph, the only pity is that I wasn't the one who killed Gin..."

At this moment, a woman leaning against the wall at the door of the room asked, "Can we start discussing business?"

Ireland glanced at the hot figure and said calmly: "Since it is that adult's order, of course I will carry it out..."

"Wouldn't it be enough to disguise myself as this guy tomorrow and sneak into the police's internal search meeting to obtain information on the serial murder case?"

A burly man in a suit was tied to a wooden chair deep in the room.

The man was in a coma at this time, and his left eye, which was penetrated by scars, was drooping downward.

"Yes, I will help you disguise yourself as him... As for your voice, your voice is very similar to his. It just needs to be lowered a little."

That graceful figure walked out of the darkness, and it was none other than the organization's Thousand-Faced Witch - Belmode.

"Also, this is his information. You should be familiar with it in one night."

Belmode took out a USB flash drive from the pocket of his black leather jacket and threw it towards Ireland.

The USB flash drive drew a parabola in the air and just landed in Ireland's open palm.

"I will also assist you when necessary, Ireland."

"Hmph...I know."

Ireland twisted his neck from side to side, and his bones and joints made a crisp chirping sound, and then he opened the door and left.

In the room, only the tied scarred-eyed man, Belmode and Scotch whiskey were left.

Belmode glanced at the Scotch whiskey in the center of the room, turned around and left without saying a word.

But the next second, Scotch Whiskey suddenly spoke.

"Belmod..."

"Rum asked you, were you on that Suzuki express train a few days ago?"

Hearing the deep voice, Belmod immediately stopped, with a slightly shocked expression on his face.

Rum…

This code name has extraordinary weight within the organization. It is the second-in-command in the organization, and its status is only under "that sir".

How did Rum know I was on that Suzuki express train?

Could it be the secret from Bourbon?

No, Bourbon should know what consequences he would face if he leaked the secret...

"Why should I answer this question?"

Belmode turned his face in an uncondescending manner and replied: "Even though this is Rum's problem, I am your lord's man and I am not influenced by Rum."

"Excuse me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Belmod opened the door and left.

Walking outside into the forest, Belmode got on his Harley and put on his helmet.

Eng——

As the engine started, the rear wheel of the motorcycle flicked beautifully, and then quickly left the spot.

While riding on the road, Belmode was still thinking about what happened just now.

If the whistleblower was not Bourbon, it means that Rum probably also sent someone on the train at that time.

Is it Scotch whiskey?

But why would Rum send Scotch on that train?

After thinking for a moment, Belmode couldn't think of an answer.

But what is certain is that Scotch whiskey is rum’s man.

In the current organization, everyone is under the leadership of that adult.

But in fact, Rum's power is growing day by day, and he has many loyal subordinates.

Although Rum essentially has to obey the orders of that adult, Rum also has a certain degree of decision-making power in various matters of the organization.

Coupled with the mystery of never showing up, Rum has an extraordinary status in the organization.

There are even some rumors that Rum has a faint tendency to replace "that adult".

However, Belmode did not agree with this idea.

People who can have such childish thoughts are just people who have never seen the horror of "that adult".

In this world, except for silver bullets, no one can shake the rule of "that Lord".

…

The next day, 9:00 am.

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Qin Zhibo came to the lobby on the first floor at the agreed time. After checking the visitor's ID, he was allowed to enter the building.

In the corridor of the conference floor on the fourth floor, the Maori family had just arrived.

"Listen, I'm making an exception this time and bringing you here. Just wait patiently for me when I have a meeting..."

"Well, don't worry, Dad."

While Mao Lilan was arranging Maori Kogoro's tie, she was still paying attention to her old father's instructions.

After finishing his tie, Mouri Kogoro took another look at Conan who was standing low, and warned him again: "Especially you, don't run around!"

"Do you understand?"

"Yeah!" Conan nodded obediently, but actually said in his heart: Haha, I won't need you this time~
To be continued...