Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Sunday, January 8, before noon, at Miyamoto's house.

　　 After Conan came back from Dr. Aha's house, he couldn't help it. He wanted to know things earlier, so he came.

　　 "Hello, uncle, I'm looking for Yamazaki."

　　Miyamoto Ichiro who came to open the door nodded, did not speak, and let Conan in.

　　 Conan went into the living room and said hello to Miko Miyamoto, "Hello, Auntie."

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, "I'm fine, but a large group of people are troubled by your business."

　　 Conan smiled dryly: "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it."

　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, "I know, so I won't ask you for this account."

　　 Conan chuckled dryly and turned off the subject, "Um, may I ask Yamazaki..."

　　 "It's in the game." Miko Miyamoto said, and then asked, "You can't wait to come over. Are you asking about that organization?"

　　 "Yes," Conan said sternly, "I heard the doctor say that Yamazaki met them."

　　 "That's it," Miko Miyamoto said, "but there is nothing to do with you."

　　 Conan said: "Why? Any detail may be the key to catching them."

　　 Miko Miyamoto said: "The problem is that you are too close to the Bureau of Investigation. What you told you, if the Bureau of Investigation knows and let him intervene, our transaction will be abandoned."

　　 Conan held back his anger and asked, "What deal did you do with them?"

　　 "Well, this can tell you, or let you know what you are doing, how much it cost us to settle." Miko Miyamoto said, "The transaction is an intelligence about crude oil."

　　 "Huh?" Conan didn't understand at all.

　　 Miko Miyamoto said: "In short, organizations can use this intelligence to profit from the crude oil market, ranging from millions of dollars to as much as billions of dollars."

　　 "What!" Conan was taken aback and annoyed, "How can you do this!"

　　 Miko Miyamoto said grimly, "Pay attention to your tone, kid."

　　 Conan reacted and saluted: "Yes, I'm sorry."

　　 "Well, it's almost the same." Miyamoto said, "If you can always be so honest, then there is no such thing. You have to understand that this is helping you with the aftermath."

　　 "I..." Conan had nothing to say.

　　 "Okay, let's go back," Miko Miyamoto said, "I won't go back again. Ran will call you for lunch."

　　 "Yes." Conan said weakly, "Then I will leave." Then he saluted the Miyamotos and left.

　　 "Troublesome boy." Miko Miyamoto shook his head.

　　 "New Year's Money." Miyamoto Ichiro said.

　　 "Ha," Miko Miko said with a smile, "Forget about it, but this kid is not here to pay a New Year's greetings, forget it."

　　 "Okay," Ichiro Miyamoto agreed. ...

　　 On the other side, the organization base.

　　 "What did you say? The car should stay here?"

　　 "Nonsense, do you want to expose it again?"

　　 Chianti was very dissatisfied with Belmode's words that he wanted to keep his car, but there was nothing to say about Belmode's accusation.

　　 Looking at Chianti and Cohen reluctantly, Belmode shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, when you make money this time, I will buy one for you alone."

　　 "Really?" Chianti was surprised.

　　 "Money is not a problem," Belmode laughed. "The problem is not to play in the country. I will place the car in the Middle East. This kind of supercar is not conspicuous there. Go there if you want to play."

　　 "Middle East," Chianti was a little excited, "Well, then I will go to the Middle East during this vacation."

　　 "Okay." Cohen was also a little excited.

　　 Vodka asked: "Well, can I have a Ram pickup truck?"

　　 "No problem." Belmode laughed, "Car money is just a trifle."

　　 Gin said coldly: "Bell Mode, are you too happy too soon?"

"Then you can rest assured," Bellmode laughed. "I believe the good mood consortium's judgment, Yilang's nuclear issue will definitely go wrong. With the funds I have, I don't dare to say that I have earned three to five billion. The U.S. dollar is definitely not a problem, and I made more on it, which is why the above recognized me for this transaction."

　　 "Huh." Gin snorted coldly, without speaking.

　　 "Don't be stern, I'll send you a September 11 at that time," Belmode smiled, "That one is absolutely suitable for you, it's tailor-made."

　　 Gin wine didn't say a word, turned around and left.

　　 Belmode shrugged, "Okay, that's the end of the joke, you first withdraw, and finally give me this aftermath. Remember, you wear masks and hold fake documents. Don't cause trouble."...

　　 Miyamoto, after lunch.

　　 Yamazaki received a text message and hoped that he would go downstairs to talk after lunch, signed by Belmode.

　　 Yamazaki sighed, this is the time for lunch.

　　 Yamazaki said to his family, went downstairs, and saw someone standing in the fire aisle, an old gentleman.

　　 "Belmod?"

　　 "Mr. Yamazaki."

　　 Yamazaki sighed, "This is not the first time we met, right?"

　　 "To be precise, we have never seen each other." Belmode laughed.

"You have been in Yonehua Town before. On the one hand, you are attracting the attention of the Bureau of Investigation, and on the other hand, you are investigating the situation of the Bureau of Investigation." Yamazaki said, "The series of things about the dead ship and Okuda Rumaki. It’s all yours."

　　 Belmode said, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"It's okay if you don't admit it, I don't have that curiosity," Yamazaki said. "Aunt Fei Yingli once ate poisonous chocolate, but she did not die. Of course, there is only one reason. The person who started it was merciful. It should still be."

　　 Belmode said: "Fei Hideri should go to Takeshi Murakami."

　　 "You killed him and pretended to be him? It's not just him," Yamazaki said. "Professor Koji Sotaro, Mr. Masayama Kenzo, Dr. Kyosuke Kazuto, etc., these people are just scapegoats."

　　 Belmode chuckled, "Your imagination is very rich."

　　 "It doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it," Yamazaki said. "In general, you don't want to have an irreversible conflict with us, that's enough."

"In this society, what kind of crime can be compared to robbery in the financial market. No, it is speculation. It comes faster, is more plausible, and safer?" Belmode asked himself, "No, so I don't agree with You go to war, but if there must be a war at the top, there is nothing to say."

　　 "Of course." Yamazaki said, "If you really cross the line, then we don't care how many people will die later."

　　 "Heh..." Belmode laughed, "We are the same."

The laughter did not carry a trace of murderousness. Yamazaki understood that it was not a joke. It meant that the former Belmode had no sense of murder, no guilt, and he really didn’t care how many people were killed. This ability to cross dress shows that this person is extremely dangerous.

　　 "Okay, let's stop talking about these unclear things." Yamazaki said, "tell me something."

　　 Belmode said: "Of course it's a deal. The base has been exposed by you. You have to find a buyer."

"Didn’t you say that you were going to abandon it?" Yamazaki has a toothache. Why find a buyer~www.NovelMTL.com~ to find someone who is wronged, and the worst thing is that this one is right, because according to the base, some will get some Information about the organization, which is equivalent to spending money on information, is a bit more expensive.

　　 "It's just to recover some losses anyway." Belmode said, "If you don't, then there will be a leak and explosion of the tile gas pipeline there."

"You are cruel." Yamazaki sighed, "I want it." Then he said, "I guess you must have acted as an opponent in your action. You may have done some small actions to not make the situation worse. , So it’s a return."

　　 "Thank you, then." Belmode acquiesced to this question.

　　 Yamazaki asked: "How much?"

　　 Belmode said: "Including two sports cars, the total is 1.5 billion yen."

　　 "Is this a tie-in sale?" Yamazaki couldn't laugh or cry.

　　 "We don't have a place to deal with the sports car. It's a pity to ruin it, isn't it?" Belmode laughed, "At most, we can rent cars exclusively for your car rental companies in the future. I think Mazda is good."

　　 Yamazaki said angrily: "If you are not afraid of being discovered, please come to increase our profits."

　　 Belmode chuckled twice, then looked at his watch, "The relevant documents are in the base. You will know when you read it. Remember to pay the tax for us. The procedures are too troublesome for us to deal with."

　　 "I'm speechless." Yamazaki exclaimed.

　　 "Okay, it's not early, I'll leave first," Bellmode laughed, "It's nice to chat with Mr. Yamazaki, goodbye."

　　 Looking at Belmode, waving his hand away, Yamazaki shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "The pleasure built on 1.5 billion yen, I will be in a different mood."...