Chapter 120

After sending the last bullet in the clip into the traitor's head, Gin Jiu finally showed some satisfaction on his face.

Vodka stuffed the two bulging bags into the incinerator, and the materials cut into strips by the shredder were quickly completely burned to ashes at high temperatures.

Then all the communication devices on the traitors were thrown into the flames after the battery was removed and the SD memory card was completely disassembled.

This made the temperature inside the warehouse too high, and Vodka wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Vodka looked at the traitors all over the place and still couldn't hide his surprise. The drug research and development team and action team within the organization actually found double-digit traitors.

In this way, the black organization can still operate until now.

The sound of the phone vibrating rang, and Gin took out the phone.

Gin didn't intend to turn on the megaphone to share the call, and Vodka could only observe the boss's reaction.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say. Vodka saw that the boss casually reported the address here: "Warehouse No. 4, Hom Stone Field."

Vodka looked at Gin who hung up the phone neatly, and couldn't help but blurted out a sentence: "Brother, there are still traitors?"

Gin Jiu glanced at the stupid boy who wrote all his thoughts on the sunglasses, and began to think for the umpteenth time in his heart, or this time, he just happened to be a different driver.

As if sensing something, Vodka shrank her neck and buried her head in physical labor.

"It's Belmode." Gin replied.

Vodka froze for a moment, looked at the warehouse that had been reduced to a traitor processing plant, wanted to ask but dared not.

"The boss ordered that woman be taken away." Gin explained.

What does it mean to take Belmode away?

Isn't Belmode willing to go?But wouldn't this be a violation of the boss's order?

Big brother Gin didn't plan to destroy her, could it be that big brother Gin still treated Belmode...

The vodka's wild thoughts stopped here, because the eldest brother looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

Vodka was working hard.

Some old news came to mind.

For example, the reason why the legendary Witch with Thousand Faces who is eternally youthful is reused by the boss not only because of her superb disguise skills, but also because she has an unusual relationship with the boss.

If Vodka looked up now, he would find that his elder brother was actually distracted as well.

Gin's eyes looked out of the window, but his eyes were a little distracted because they were not focused.

The fact that there were so many undercover agents in the organization made even the weather-beaten Gin feel a little outrageous.

Killing all the traitors with his own hands made Gin finally feel more balanced in his heart.

What he cared about was Belmode.

This woman who pursues mysticism and likes to fish during working hours has a different meaning to the organization.

So no matter what cross-line behavior she had done before, that adult was very tolerant to her.

Because Belmode is the result of a successful human experiment on walking, when the lofty ideals of the organization take the first step, this woman rounds off as a living milestone.

Recalling the recent actions within the organization, Gin realized something in the adult's command to Belmode.

One step closer to realizing the lofty goals of the organization.

Belmode originally thought that Gin shooting the Ferris wheel from a helicopter was already the limit of the organization.

Until the Tokyo Tower and the police station were turned into ruins, and the news about the international situation and public anger was raging.

It wasn't until Belmode realized that something was wrong. Intuitively speaking, this didn't seem like something that gentleman would do. His style of acting reminded her of things many, many years ago.

It was only then that Belmode realized the mistakes caused by wandering on the fringes of the organization for these years, and she was far away from the center of power.

Outside the warehouse door of No. 4 Hom Shek Yard.

Belmode smelled blood.

Pushing open the door, Belmode saw the silver-haired man in a black windbreaker.

That lord's most valued subordinate, Gin Jiu.

With a clear view of the scene in the warehouse, Belmode frowned: "Where's Rum?"

"He's already evacuated." Gin said and blew a smoke ring.

This cruel man looked at her with pity, Belmode took two steps back and felt the danger.

But it's too late.

Vodka picked up Belmode, who was injected with anesthesia and lost consciousness, and packed it into the suitcase.

"Brother, it's time to go." Vodka opened the car door.

Hom Shek Airport, private jets are waiting for them.

hawaii.

After walking out of the movie theater, Ryunosuke was still immersed in the movie she just watched, and she couldn't help asking: "Does artificial intelligence like Jarvis really exist in the world?"

"However, being able to appear on the Internet at any time with intelligence and being able to monitor everything makes people feel a little scary." Dun Dun thought about it.

"Mobile phones, computers, and monitoring will become the ears of artificial intelligence." Takashi Natsume thought about it and showed a resisted expression.

"The artificial intelligence in the movie is so developed because the United States itself is a place with advanced technology and a high concentration of monitors." Karasuma Nanase said: "If it is put in Japan, it may not be so powerful."

"Why do you say that?" Little Silver asked curiously.

"Because Japan's economic level is not low, but because of the aging population and living habits, some people's demand for smartphones is not high."

"And because of the inaction of the cabinet and state agencies, Japan still uses paper records instead of entering the Internet from the localities to most of Tokyo." Karasuma Nanase explained.

"In this way, the surveillance coverage is not comprehensive. As far as Mihua is concerned, it can only be seen in the commercial street." Xiaoyin said.

Fu Heihui didn't speak because he noticed one thing.

Since coming to Hawaii, Ryunosuke's attention has been on Nanase.

Fu Heihui saw a concerned expression on the face of this upright younger brother, he knew that Ryunosuke's five senses were sharper than ordinary people.

Fu Heihui looked at the girl with a bright smile, and inexplicably remembered the classmate Conan who was talking nonsense after waking up ten years ago.

Is there something uncomfortable about Nanase's body, has Ryunosuke noticed it?

"Xiaohui, what are you thinking?" Karasuma Nanase, who slowed down, looked at the sea urchin-headed boy with a worried expression.

"Nanase, are you feeling unwell?" Fukurohui asked directly.

Karasuma Nanase saw worry and fear in those emerald green eyes that he didn't even know he had.

"I'm fine, it's just a bit of indigestion." Karasuma Nanase whispered embarrassedly as she moved closer to her little boyfriend.

Fu Heihui looked at the embarrassed expression on her face and felt that the big stone on her chest had finally come down, with a serious face: "Nanase, you really haven't been exercising too much recently, let me go for a walk with you before going to bed."

"Okay." Karasuma Nanase sighed, "I thought I wouldn't need to exercise when I travel."

"Nanase, you're not in a good mood today, what happened?" Stepping on the sand, Fuguro Hui asked the girl beside her.

"I'm very angry when I say this." Karasuma Nanase couldn't help complaining: "To put it simply, I bought an insurance at a high price from abroad, but because of this, I was harassed by other insurance sellers. "

"After I go back, I'll help you send an email to complain. This kind of service attitude is really bad." Fu Heihui echoed.

"It's okay, actually, I have already complained to other insurance companies, and the one that was the worst has even complained twice." Karasuma Nanase stretched out her fingers and made a V sign, showing a sweet smile.

"That's good." Fu Heihui rubbed her curly hair and smiled.

The boy under the moonlight smiled brightly, and Karasuma Nanase couldn't help hugging him around his waist: "Time flies, I'm looking forward to the next date."

After an evening walk, Karasuma Nanase lay motionless in the jacuzzi.

Colorful bubbles kept churning on the surface of the water, and the dense foam covered most of Karasuma Nanase's body.

Karasuma Nanase's skin was white and glowing under the light, but when she got up to look at the tablet, there were black fine lines on her chest that appeared after being burned by lightning.

Karasuma Nanase stretched out her fingers and gently stroked the lines on the skin, expressionless.

From the era of constant natural disasters and man-made disasters to the era when the gap between the rich and the poor widened after the bubble economy collapsed, every time people endured the suffering brought about by social changes, they also continuously provided nourishment for her who was sleeping in the depths of Mihua.

The magic power that this container can carry is approaching the limit.

Xia Youjie made a mistake from the very beginning.

Noah's Ark, an artificial intelligence capable of predicting crimes, did not act on crimes from the very beginning, but an adjuster she prepared for herself.

The moment the fingerprint was unlocked, the page lit up.

What came into view was a map, with a red dot lit up on the long, narrow and inconspicuous country on the far side of the ocean.

A box with a dotted line appeared on her face and began to recognize it, and a line of words appeared on the screen after a few seconds.

NOAH' SARK CARGO EXTRA!

Iris confirmation: Karasuma Nanase.

Executor Identity: Administrator.

It has been three days since the Oda family returned to Mihua.

"This is a present for you, and it is Xiao Ai's favorite thing." Karasuma Nanase handed the big box to Hui Yuan Ai.

The frowning girl opened the box, and her expression was not too happy when she saw the bag inside.

Karasuma Nanase couldn't help but stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her: "Xiao Ai, what's wrong with you?"

"It's just that I haven't had a good rest." Haibara smiled sadly and picked up the pink leather bag and carried it on her back: "It's a beautiful bag, thank you Nanase."

"Nanase and the others also brought super delicious snacks, let's enjoy them together." Ayumi said from the side, she looked at Xiao Ai with a worried expression.

"Snacks? No, if I don't supervise, Dr. Ali will eat more." Hui Yuanai cheered up and walked downstairs quickly.

Looking at her back, Ayumi whispered to Karasuma Nanase's ear: "Mr. Okiya, who lives next door and always takes care of Xiao Ai, has returned to the United States, so Xiao Ai has been restless recently."

"Speaking of which, why isn't Conan here?" Fu Heihui asked after cutting the cake.

Dr. Ali, who was secretly eating the souvenirs they brought back, swallowed what was in his mouth: "Conan, that kid should have gone to the hospital to visit Toru Amuro."

"Is Mr. Amuro hospitalized?" Motota, who was sitting on the side, asked in surprise.

"Don't you all know?" Natsume Takashi looked at the surprised young detective team with a look of surprise.

"I know." Teriyashiki Teriya, who was holding a teacup, whispered, "I saw Mr. Amuro yesterday when I accompanied my father to the follow-up visit."

"I'm so worried about Mr. Amuro." Kaneda One Two Three said.

Somali nodded in agreement, "Shall we visit Mr. Amuro?"

Mimiko said, "What should I bring to see Mr. Amuro?"

Nanako pondered, "If you're visiting a patient, you can't go wrong with bringing fruit."

Natsume Takashi glanced at the children in the room, and couldn't help but smile wryly: "I think what Mr. Amuro needs most now is a quiet rest."

When the Boys Detective Team assembled, Dr. Ali's house was like the Mihua Children's Palace.

Such thoughts also appeared in Fu Heihui's head, he and his good brother looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

There are all kinds of food on the table, and the portions are more than what is offered in the buffet shop.

Dr. A Li sat among everyone with a smile, his appearance remained unchanged from ten years ago, except that he had gained some weight.

After noticing the serious Hui Yuan Ai appeared at the stairs, Dr. Ali immediately changed the direction of holding the cake plate and handed it to the child beside him: "Nanako, this cake is delicious, eat more."

"Thank you Dr. Ari, but I'm Mimiko." Mimiko said.

Nanako, who was swiping her phone beside her, raised her head: "Speaking of which, have you checked the recent Mihua Forum?"

"Any news?" Little Silver leaned over curiously.

"Someone who went to the Mihua government to apply for the transfer of household registration, found that the murder case in the business hall that recorded the murder of Mihua in real time this week only had one digit." Nanako said with a look of surprise.

"It's probably because there have been more police cars patrolling the streets recently." Mitsuhiko said while touching his chin: "But there are less than ten murders in a week, it's really unbelievable."

Kinda One Two Three held up his hands hesitantly: "However, I heard from some detectives that there have been more commissioned tasks in the past two days."

"It's impossible for all potential criminals to suddenly feel the importance of love&peace, and entrust detectives to catch themselves." Dun Dun said.

For a while, everyone's curiosity was raised.

Karasuma Nanase wiped out the cake on the plate and looked at Genta, who was crossing his arms and thinking: "President, have the commissioned tasks of the Boy Detective Team increased?"

Yuan Tai showed a proud expression: "Hmph, the Boy Detective Team has always been entrusted with a lot of tasks."

Everyone's eyes moved from Yuantai to Mitsuhiko who was beside him.

Mitsuhiko, with freckles on his face, pushed his glasses: "According to statistics, compared with last week, it has indeed increased by 20%.

However, because it was a holiday recently, Mi Hua's crimes did occur more frequently during holidays than during weekdays. "Mitsuhiko said in an academic tone.

"It's really hard work adults, you still have to kill people on rest days." The younger child Quan Jinghua said.

"If they didn't kill people, Mu Mu's father wouldn't have to work overtime every day and lose all his hair." Mimiko couldn't help sighing.

The doorbell rang.

"I'll go and open the door." Karasuma Nanase said and walked to the outside door.

Pushing the door open, I saw Xia Youjie who was rarely seen in casual attire.

"When I was in Hawaii, I saw a very interesting wood carving. When I saw it, I thought of Brother Xia You. I bought it and wanted to give it to you." Karasuma Nanase said with a smile.

Xia Youjie said with a smile, "I saw the gift when I was at home.

Coincidentally, I thought of you when I saw the cute dress during the team building of the annual meeting last time. "

"Do you want to go in? Both Mimiko and Nanako are here." Karasuma Nanase asked.

Xia Youjie shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his smile: "I didn't expect there to be so many children here, and I only prepared a gift for you alone."

Karasuma Nanase looked forward to it: "I like gifts the most."

"I can help carry gifts." Ryunosuke said, who suddenly appeared, and he was still wearing a gardening hat on his head.

Xia Youjie looked at the tall young man standing next to Karasuma Nanase in a protective posture and nodded: "Then let's go together."

Xia Youjie is very good to the children of Oda's family, and among these children he likes Ryunosuke the most: "I heard from my mother that you helped with the gardening in the yard, Ryunosuke has worked hard."

Ryunosuke shook his head: "I just did what I could. Aunt Xia You will make delicious bean paste buns every time."

Auntie Xiayou is very good at making red bean paste buns, and Ryunosuke can eat dozens of them every time.

When her son was working hard to preach, Aunt Xia You would feed Ryunosuke whenever she missed her son.

"Speaking of which, how long is brother Xia You going to stay this time?" Karasuma Nanase asked.

"This time, I'm going to give myself a vacation." Xia Youjie looked at the tall trees on both sides of the road and said with a sigh.

"Aunt Xia You will be very happy." Ryunosuke smiled.

The familiar mansion appeared in front of my eyes, and the middle-aged woman in an apron waved to the children below from the balcony on the second floor: "Ryunosuke, Nanase, you are back."

Xia Youjie took off his shoes at the entrance, and found that the children who moved two steps faster than him were more familiar with this house than he was.

"What do you want to drink?" Karasuma Nanase asked naturally standing in front of the refrigerator.

Xia Youjie couldn't help asking: "Do you know all the drinks in our refrigerator?"

"There are grape-flavored Fanta and lactic acid bacteria drinks." Karasuma Nanase said confidently.

Xia Youjie leaned over and found that there were indeed these two drinks in the opened refrigerator.

"The identities of guest and host have been completely reversed." Xia Youjie said, looking at Ryunosuke who consciously picked up the bucket in the living room to empty it.

"Then you kid should find the reason on yourself." With the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, Xia You's mother said.

"The children of the Detective Boys are more familiar with our family than you." Xia You's mother complained while looking at her son with a smile.

"I will do the housework well this holiday and try to get familiar with him." In front of his mother, Xia Youjie has a gentle temperament like an ordinary person.

"By the way, Jie bought a lot of gifts for you to go and see." Xia You's mother said enthusiastically and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

There is a sweet taste in the air, it is red bean paste buns.

Karasuma Nanase looked at the gentle young man looking at her mother and said sincerely: "Welcome back to Mihua, welcome home."

"These are the latest electronic products, it's really costing Brother Xia You." Karasuma Nanase looked at some of the gifts on the coffee table and said with emotion.

"I already have this, can I give this gift to a friend in need?" Karasuma Nanase asked while holding her smartphone.

"Of course." Xia Youjie leaned on his face and said.

After sending home a cart of gifts, Karasuma Nanase picked up the daily necessities prepared in advance and went to the orphanage he founded with Oda Sakunosuke.

Ms. Marina is also there, but her expression is a little worried: "Mr. Oda, the child's condition is not very good. After having a nightmare the night before, he has been a little out of control."

Shinji, the older child at the orphanage, told them: "That girl is weak and mentally unstable."

Xingsuke, whose dream is to become a policeman, told Karasuma Nanase in a low voice: "That girl is very resistant to contact with strangers, girls can be better."

Karasuma Nanase carefully entered the room with daily necessities in her arms, a thin figure curled up in the corner, her beautiful big eyes were full of pain.

A child who was numb from pain but not saved.

Karasuma Nanase thought carefully and approached the bed carefully, squatted down, looked at the girl at the same level and stretched out her hand: "I am Nanase, this is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

After 1 minute or 2 minutes, Karasuma Nanase saw her slowly stretch out her hand that was so thin that she could clearly feel the blue veins.

The girl with black hair said softly: "Hello, I'm Asuki Ikiji."

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