Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

With a dark face, Mizuma Yue walked into the organization's underground base on the outskirts of Tokyo.

His legs were already bandaged, and he limped a little while walking, with Amuro Toru beside him.

A person passed by, Sake, who was in charge of logistics in the base. It was said that he was a good sniper, but he had never been on a mission.

There are even rumors that he is a distant relative of Gin.

"Yo yo yo, isn't this Mr. Cobile? Why do you look so embarrassed?" Sake dressed as a bad boy from a motorcycle party approached, mocking Mizuma Yue with a sarcastic face: "I heard that your mission failed. , was also shot by his wife?"

Amuro Toru reminded Mizuma Tsuki that Sake is a very vengeful person, and it is best not to conflict with him.

"What wife, that's a detective..." Mizuma Yue shook her head, trying to let Kai Sake pass him.

But Sake didn't want to spare him: "I heard that you failed even the task of killing three people, and you called a large group of peripheral members to help you or exposed? Are you worthy of being a senior member?"

"Bump!" Sake's back hit the wall.

"Sir! You bastard!" Mizuma Tsuki put his right hand on Sake's neck, pressing him tightly against the wall. Sake's sniping skills are very strong, but his ability to fight in close quarters is better than Mizuma's. Month is much lower.

"Bastard... bastard." Sake was smaller than Tsukune Mizuma in both strength and size, and in vain, she resisted, but she couldn't ask for Tsukune Mizuma's hand in the slightest.

Mizumayue raised her free hand and clenched her fist: "What? Do you still want to provoke the commander?" It was obvious that as long as he dared to keep his mouth shut, he would beat him fiercely.

Tsuki Mizuma is of the same level as Gin Belmod, while Sake and Vodka Cohen are on the same level, so no matter how you say it, Tsuki Mizuma is also his boss, even if almost the entire organization had goodwill towards him before. Only the boss and the jeepson do not know the authenticity of this kindness.

"Humph." A cold hum came from the corridor, and at the same time a terrifying murderous aura rushed over. Before she turned her head to look at it, Mizumayue intuitively sensed that it was gin.

After loosening Sake's neck, Mizuma Yue took two steps back, not because she saw Gin's cowardice, but to free up her hands to prevent Gin from getting into trouble.

"The boss said that no one is allowed to have conflicts in the base." Gin said in an icy voice, not only warning Mizumayuki, but also Sake, it could be seen that Gin didn't like his distant relative very much.

"Hehe...cough..." Sake, who had regained his breath, smiled very badly, but after standing up, he looked at Gin fiercely.

However, Gin didn't take care of sake or Mizuma, and walked through the two people to the depths of the corridor on his own.

"Also, Cobile is in charge of the intelligence team, not the executive. It's no surprise that the mission failed." Gin, who had already walked away, suddenly threw off another sentence.

Shui Jianyue blinked her eyes inexplicably, only then did she understand that Jinjiu was talking for him?

Mizuki asked Amuro Toru next to him: "Am I dreaming, is the gin just now fake?"

Amuro Toru was not polite, and was just a kick to the gunshot wound on his leg.

"Ow!" Shui Jianyue called out, and when she lowered her head, she found that the wound that had been bandaged had split open again. She didn't notice that the half-stained trouser leg was definitely not torn by Amuro Toru just now. Too much action when sake clashes.

"You still know it hurts," Amuro watched coldly as Mizumayue jumped up and down with her legs in her arms: "You fought as soon as you entered the base, I thought you were healed."

"I'm not happy!"

"Deserved..."

The two walked into the base while chatting, and only Sake, who was lying on the ground like a prodigal dog, sat on the ground and stared at the backs of these people bitterly.

In the infirmary of the organization, a doctor was re-dressing the wound of Mizuma, and Toru Amuro sat next to him and waited.

Mizumayue suddenly remembered something: "How come I didn't see the gin's attendant vodka?" The gin that I saw just now was actually a rare variety of gin alone.

Sure enough, it was a fake qin bar, and Mizumayuki thought that it would be strange for gin to speak on his side, although it was more like bullying Sake than talking for him.

"Vodka was sent on a mission, Gin stayed." Amuro said, as for the fact that Gin was uncomfortable for several days because there was no vodka to be the secretary, don't let this kid know, and don't let him definitely go to work. die.

"What? Let vodka perform the task alone and not let Gin follow? Who gave the order? Boss?" Mizumayuki asked curiously, still full of surprise.

Toru Amuro shrugged: "It's Belmod, he said that this task can be done with vodka, and maybe it will be messed up with gin."

Mizumayue's curiosity became even more surging: "What mission is so amazing?"

"Do you really want to know?" Toru Amuro looked at Yue Mizuma narrowly.

Mizumayue's face changed: "It has nothing to do with me, right?"

"No, no." Amuro smiled.

"Then please speak."

"You also know the protagonist of the mission. The mission is to recover the jeepson."

"Recycling?" The word reminded Mizuma of something dark and bloody: "What happened to Gibson?"

"I'm lost!" Toru Amuro laughed even more happily: "Jipson ran to another city and got lost, and he couldn't tell whether he was in Izu or Hokkaido~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Belmod asked Vodka to find it, if you let him If the gin wine goes, maybe he will be so angry that he will jump directly."

Mizuki's expression froze for a second, and finally asked with difficulty: "This guy... is it the pistachio in the organization?"

Amuro Toru shrugged again: "Hey, maybe, if you, the Cobile officer, resume his post, the intelligence officer may really lose his job and only use it as a pistachio."

Tsukune Mizuma keenly noticed the word "maybe" used by Toru Amuro. The organization does not support idle people. If Gibson loses his job as an intelligence officer, it is impossible for him to be a pistachio. There are other jobs besides staff.

"That's right." An Shitou said again: "I'm about to be transferred, you remember to restrain yourself, if you get into trouble, no one will help you."

"Well...Thanks." Mizumayuki nodded.

The doctor finally dealt with the wound of Mizumayuki, who felt that the bandage was too tight when she moved her legs.

The two separated in the corridor, Amuro had his business to do, and Mizuma was going to chat with Belmod.

Knocked on the door and walked into Belmod's 'office', Mizumayuki glanced at the bedroom subconsciously, worried that a gin came out of it like last time, not dangerous, but scary.

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