Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 612: Intriguing Photos

Chapter 612 Intriguing Photos

"It was he who brought the gas centrifuge method for enrichment shaft from Pakistan to North Korea."

"He was also the one who sold the five types of poison gas from his previous organization to the Almaha Jihad Organization!"

"He is the one selling the most dangerous goods! Sell! Sell!"

"And he can still keep himself out of trouble now. He is simply an invisible man. I mean the original invisible man. Don't be picky about words."

"We can't find him, and he knows it clearly! He's even smug and secretly delighted!"

Brajiu pounded the table. "From the first day I took this position, I wanted to catch that beast Owen!"

"Do you want to know what I accomplished?"

Gin lit up the cigarette and took a deep breath: "There has never been any evidence that he stole the Type 5 poison gas."

"Mr. Gin, please don't interrupt me when I'm asking questions!"

"Your actions will only achieve one result, which is to let Owen know that he has the upper hand."

"Okay." Brajiu placed his hands on the table. "I have to excuse myself now. I have to go inform Margaret and her husband."

"No, they should be called godfather and godmother."

"Gin, as you know, her adoptive parents are in the Western European branch of the organization and have considerable influence. There is no deep hatred between the two of us."

"I don't want to embarrass you either."

Bulajiu put his hands behind his back and said, "I will tell them that my precious daughter died in a car accident on the highway."

In a cemetery in Ireland.

Margaret's close friends and former collaborators.

They all came to the tomb to mourn. A breeze blew, and the leaves floated from the air and fell to the ground.

The priest held the book and read aloud with great emotion: "Because we have to bid farewell to Margaret, the child whom God loves!"

"Every time our Lord takes a young life, it is always surprising and surprising."

Gin and Baijiu stood in front of the grave, each of them lost in thought.

Gin was recalling the training and guidance he gave to Margaret eight years ago, and various scenes appeared in his mind.

At that time, he looked a bit immature under his cold appearance.

"Keep fighting, come on, stay focused, keep your knees bent, good, very good."

"Before you pull the trigger, you must first bolt the gun—"

"The sandbag won't fight back, hit it harder!"

"Don't just rely on the scope, keep your eyes on the target."

"Come and hit me! Come on."

In his mind, there were scenes of his training with Margaret.

"You have to pull the bolt first before you can get the firing pin—"

"Yes! Very good!"

"Identify the target, aim and shoot. It's very simple. Aim and shoot. Focus."

"Margaret, you know how many new people I have trained this year. I tell you, you are the first one."

"I have the honor of recommending members for actual combat missions."

When did I start to become...

Suddenly, Baijiu patted Gin's shoulder and looked at him meaningfully: "I understand you, think back to the past."

"No." Gin just responded coldly, with no expression on his face: "Death is always with us."

"From the moment we join the organization, we must be ready to sacrifice our lives at any time."

"Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!" A sound came from Gin's cell phone.

"Hello?" Gin answered the phone.

"Hello." A strange female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Kurosawa Jin?"

Gin paused, frowning: "What is it?"

"This is the Shizuoka Prefecture Post Office. Margaret has a deposit with us. She sent you mail from Berlin."

"Let us know when we receive any."

"We just got the email just this morning."

"What's the matter?" Baijiu patted his shoulder.

"We are going to Shizuoka Prefecture."

Inside the post office, the two came to the counter and followed the instructions in the text message to find the letter she had left behind.

I opened the envelope and found a photo inside.

Looking at the architectural style, it seems to be from Western Europe and full of religious colors. Baijiu turned the photo away.

There was garbled text on the back, but the sticker on top caught his attention.

Gin said from the side: "Tear it off."

"There should be clues that she wants to tell us."

Baijiu carefully tore off the sticker and found a small black dot hidden inside. He immediately understood the meaning.

They looked at each other: "It's a particle photo."

Baijiu brought the photos to Laohei's residence, which is located in the center of Shibuya District, Tokyo. Laohei wore glasses and observed carefully.

"I'm sorry, Lao Hei, to disturb your lunch break."

"It's okay. I'm bored anyway." Lao Hei joked, "Huh? Gin, why are you here?"

"You...do you two know each other?" Baijiu was a little surprised.

"Of course, after all, we were together before——"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Gin interrupted the topic: "Check this photo to see if there are any key clues."

"Time is tight and the task is heavy." Gin pulled the brim of his hat.

After hearing this, Lao Hei didn't say anything else.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

The two seemed to be deliberately avoiding something, as if something had happened in the past that they couldn't talk about.

Lao Hei tilted his head and tapped it gently: "There is nothing on the particle photo. This is really strange."

Gin said coldly: "Margaret can't possibly hand me a blank photo."

"But Gin, this is the fact." Lao Hei sighed helplessly: "There is no image, no clues."

Gin stared at him with murderous eyes: "You must be looking in the wrong place."

"Then where else can I look?" Lao Hei said impatiently, "There's not much room up here."

"Then the topic is back to square one." Baijiu added, "Why did Margaret send a blank particle photo to Gin?"

"I don't know." Lao Hei touched his bald head: "Why on earth would she send you something?"

"You were her instructor, but you were not her superior."

"You two were in a relationship at that time..."

"Shut up." Gin took out a pistol and pointed it at Blackie's head.

"Here we go again." Lao Hei looked as if he was used to it. It seemed that the two had had a lot of interactions in the past.

"Listen, brother." Lao Hei put his hand on his shoulder naturally: "I don't mean anything else."

"Is there something going on between you two?"

Gin half-narrowed his eyes and stared back coldly: "I treat her as my own sister, just because our destinies are very similar."

"Then you should..." Lao Hei scratched his nose: "You should not have slept with her, right?"

Gin pointed the cold muzzle of the gun at his head, his hand on the trigger: "Do you believe that I can shoot you right now?"

"Lao Hei?" Baijiu was very shocked.

"Hey, brother." Lao Hei said without panic: "If I don't ask this question, who else can ask it?"

"It seems like you and I have known each other the longest among all of you here, right?"

"That doesn't stop me from shooting you to death."

Seeing this, Baijiu tried to mediate and ease the tense atmosphere: "Maybe... the particle photo is a disk?"