Detective Conan: Beika Town's Complete Transformation into Los Santos

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In Ireland, people stand on a hilltop in a park to enjoy the breeze in order to maintain cell phone signal.

He said impatiently into his phone, "Vodka was bothered by you for so long before he finally died. I guess that's a relief."

"There won't be any problems with the arms deal, but afterwards I need to have at least 50% of the allocation and usage rights of the arms."

Although Gin was angered by Ireland, he wouldn't show it directly; his voice remained indifferent.

"How can you use so much military equipment all by yourself? You need someone's authorization to move personnel around. It's no use telling me."

Ireland scoffed, "This is none of your business."

Gin didn't press the matter further. "No problem. As long as you successfully complete this transaction, you can have everything you need."

He then added, "The guy who can easily headshot Pisco is really good. Since you're determined to get revenge, bring more men and firepower."

"Don't act impulsively, or you'll suffer a great loss."

Gin subtly retorted, first describing Pisco's death, then provoking Ireland's desire for revenge and emphasizing that he was a "brute," finally ending with a commanding tone to further emphasize his superior status.

While Ireland may not possess the composure of Gin, it can still quickly regain control of its emotions.

"It's not your place to teach me how to do things. I'll show you how weak the so-called invincible enemy is in front of me."

The phone hangs up.

Ireland took out a cigarette, lit it in the wind, and the wind, carrying the smell of kerosene, quickly covered his face.

He has not yet recovered from Pisco's death.

"drop--"

Ireland raised his phone, his eyes flickering slightly.

Arms deals aren't always completely secretive, so be careful. I'll have Bourbon cooperate with you.

“Bourbon?” Ireland spat to the side. “I didn’t expect even he would be transferred back.”

This is the email that person sent.

Bourbon and Vermouth are similar in that they are both special personnel with the right to act independently.

Apart from the Boss, they are not specifically responsible to the other members.

Ireland was very dissatisfied with its superior status.

On this point, he and Gin are on the same side.

However, the core reasons are different.

Gin believed that everyone should be uniformly assigned and allocated, and that no special personnel should be outside the planned arrangements, as that would easily lead to unforeseen changes.

Ireland, on the other hand, was unhappy because he also liked to act alone but couldn't get the same status. Without "official authorization," his maverick behavior made him seem like a clown.

Especially now that Pisco is dead, he doesn't have much confidence to continue being unconventional.

However, he also acknowledged Bourbon's outstanding abilities.

Ireland stubbed out the cigarette, which had been mostly blown away by the wind, with his bare hands, and then quickly descended the mountain to an abandoned hunter's cabin in the forest.

This is his favorite safe house, bar none.

Although the furnishings are simple, it is quiet.

The saying goes, "using force to break the law." Whenever he was in a populated area, an uncontrollable rage would rise within him, and he would feel an intense urge to beat someone up and commit a crime.

Staying here allows one to enjoy what the old man calls "peace and tranquility".

Ireland first sent a message to his men, then grabbed his pistol and went out.

However, when he was about to return to the city, he chose another direction and decided to go back to the organization's base to get some other equipment.

Gin gave a warning, and that person also said that arms deals are not necessarily completely secretive. If that mysterious person really suddenly showed up, a pistol alone would not be enough to deal with him.

Gin's information clearly states that pistol bullets are ineffective against the mysterious man, no matter how dense the firing is.

This person also possesses an almost magical ability to teleport instantly, the range of which is unknown.

He also has 2-3 equally capable assistants, one of whom is identified by the international code name "Prumia," a formidable international fugitive whose strength allows him to easily obtain a code name within the organization.

If the enemy really comes, we'll probably have to use heavy weapons like rocket launchers to inflict effective damage.

To be honest, the more Ireland thought about it this way, the more he wanted to work with Gin, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

We arrived at the base.

Gin was notified immediately, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Isn't that arrogant?

Wasn't the point to show off muscles?

Why did they come back to get heavy weapons again?

Now he understood why Vodka had laughed so inexplicably in certain situations before.

It turns out that watching others get slapped in the face is actually quite satisfying.

“Vodka…” Gin sighed softly, slowly scrolling through the monitor screen.

Under the camera.

Ireland, with its robust, towering physique, stands proudly there.

He doesn't need to personally move the supplies; he just needs to draw up a list and sign it.

In comparison, Amuro Tooru, who is tall but inevitably thin, looks somewhat like a paper doll at this moment.

However, Amuro Tooru's confident and dashing demeanor was enough to make him a match for Ireland.

"Ireland, it's been a long time. You should have received the notification by now. I will be providing support for this operation from the sidelines."

He was wearing a light brown suit, one hand in his pocket, and his dark golden tousled hair made him look very handsome.

Ireland scoffed, "Then you should start now, although I don't think there's any more intelligence you need to gather."

Amuro Tooru waved his hand helplessly, "I'm not just someone who gathers information, but you're right, I do need to start taking action. See you in a bit."

He left immediately after saying that, without lingering.

But after they passed each other, Amuro Tooru's expression turned cold again.

His main task recently was to maintain continuous surveillance of MI6, both to track Mary Akai's whereabouts and to search for Tsutomu Akai.

The fact that Akai Tsutomu has been missing for so many years, both alive and dead, poses a huge risk to the organization.

Coincidentally, his son, Shuichi Akai, was also an FBI mole planted in the organization and had even almost arrested Gin before, making him a key target of surveillance.

As a result, Mary Akai will naturally be subject to long-term supervision.

Amuro Tooru's intelligence-gathering skills are top-notch, which is why he was assigned to this task, but unfortunately, he hasn't achieved much.

While abroad, he maintained regular contact with the police. After learning that several major events had recently occurred in China, most of which were related to the organization, he really wanted to find an opportunity to come back and see what was going on.

And now, the opportunity has come.

Chapter 136 Toru Amuro

Amuro Tooru's primary focus was naturally on that mysterious person.

Judging from the information Gin shared, this guy is practically a god.

His henchman, "Prumia," can not only single out a large number of peripheral members of the organization, but he himself can also single-handedly defeat the organization's members like children.

Furthermore, he possesses formidable sniping skills, seemingly making him a match even for Gin.

There aren't many people who are this well-rounded; Shuichi Akai is one of them.

But in his opinion, even Shuichi Akai couldn't achieve that level of expressiveness.

For years, these undercover agents have worked diligently but haven't achieved anything substantial.

As soon as this person showed himself, he killed two important members, Chianti and Vodka.

However, their lack of success as undercover agents was based on higher goals. If they had only focused on killing codenamed members, those codenamed members would have been replaced several times over by now.

Fortunately, this person is on the opposite side of the organization, and it can almost be said that he is deliberately going against the organization.

Such talent must be thoroughly investigated. If they have a clean record and are not antisocial, they should definitely be recruited into the public security force.

After leaving the base, Amuro Tooru did not immediately go to the target location, but took the opportunity to return to the Public Security Bureau first.

The handsome and upright-looking Yuya Kazami has been longing for Tooru Amuro for a long time.

"What about the information I asked you to investigate? You still haven't found anything?" Amuro Tooru cut straight to the point, leaning against the alley wall and completely hiding his body in the shadows.

Kazami Yuya was somewhat embarrassed. "Indeed, we found nothing. He was like someone who appeared out of thin air, and he wiped away all traces very cleanly. We couldn't even find many witnesses on the street."

"The few eyewitnesses we have, their accounts are not very reliable."

Amuro Tooru raised an eyebrow. "What did they say?"

“They…” Kazami Yuya wiped the sweat from his forehead, “They said that person was Spider-Man, and disappeared completely in no time.”

"Even when I followed Spider-Man's lead to investigate, people in other areas claimed they had never seen him before and mocked my people for being delusional."

Amuro Tooru stroked his chin thoughtfully, "This might not be entirely untrue. That person has the ability to walk a tightrope at high altitudes, and after quickly leaving the scene, immediately took a normal movement, which matches their description."

"As for the ability to walk a tightrope..."

Amuro Tooru smiled helplessly, "This is already his most normal ability."

Despite being about the same height, Kazami Yuya appears to be half a head shorter than Amuro Toru simply by standing there.

He put away his handkerchief. "There are no suitable targets internationally, neither in terms of appearance nor ability. In short, we can't find any relevant clues."

Amuro Tooru nodded. "Then I'll give you another clue. Go and investigate a person named Lin Che."

He heard this clue from Vermouth.

He had a good relationship with Vermouth, and their job responsibilities overlapped significantly. They even collaborated for a long time on the matter of monitoring Mary Akai.

He even felt that Vermouth might have already realized his undercover identity, but had been holding back for unknown reasons.

During his return to Japan, he actually heard a lot of news from Vermouth, the most noteworthy of which was "Lin Che".

Lin Che suddenly appeared in the organization's sights, and then completely disappeared. Even Gin couldn't find him, and now they even had to ask Vermouth to investigate.

Then the mysterious figure suddenly appeared and launched a series of actions against the organization "without reason" or "motive," leaving even Gin puzzled as to where the other party obtained the information.

Although there is a huge contrast between the street thug and the powerful mysterious man, the current investigation is just like a headless fly stumbling around. What if we actually stumble upon him?

Moreover, at the very least, they could obtain the organization's lost USB drive through Lin Che, which contained a considerable amount of organizational data.

This intelligence can be handed over to the police with confidence. As long as it is handled properly so that Vermouth can also report back, he will not have to bear any risks.

He was confident he could pull off such a stunt.

Kazami Yuya had no recollection of this unfamiliar name, but he didn't ask any further questions. He nodded to indicate that he had remembered it and inquired about a few more details.

Amuro Tooru quickly finished explaining and checked the time. "I should go. Things are different now than before; I'll be contacting you much less frequently."

He patted his subordinate on the shoulder and said, "You have to make decisions based on your own judgment in most things. If you really can't, you can ask Director Kuroda for instructions. Although he has only recently woken up and has completely hidden himself, you can still contact him if necessary."

Amuro Tooru, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and said seriously, "By the way, please pass on a message to Director Kuroda for me:

In chess, don't get stuck on fixed patterns just because you've lost before. When your king is threatened, you not only need to protect it, but also find ways to attack. A great opportunity to turn the tide lies hidden there, but you won't find it if you don't take the initiative.

Kuroda Hyōe, who experienced the Haneda Koji case 17 years ago, was relentlessly hunted down by the organization, and later fell into a coma for ten years due to a car accident.

In Amuro Tooru's view, Kuroda Hyōe is now cowardly because of his past failures. He always wants to play it safe and doesn't even dare to openly hold his official identity, only daring to hide in the shadows.

But now that the mysterious figure has stirred up a storm, if the police do not take the initiative, they may miss an unprecedented opportunity.

These words shouldn't have come from a subordinate, but he knew he had to push things forward.

Amuro Tooru left, leaving Kazami Yuya scratching his head, completely bewildered.

The perspective shifts to Lin Che's side.

He was panting heavily in a storage room, with a naked soldier lying beneath him.

He had already burned out.

"Is carotid sinus syncope really that difficult to achieve? How come others can knock someone out with a single blow?"

Lin Che stared at his hands, his eyes full of confusion.