radicalducati Chapter 428: Invitation from the Dead
Chapter 428: Invitation from the Dead
It wasn't just Gin who thought this way. Even Yin Jiu himself found this a bit absurd.
"Where is the famous detective from Kansai? Is his vigilance so low?" Yin Jiu was stunned. He thought that it would take at least three rounds of pulling for Zhunerik to succeed, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to give him the drugs before he even took any action.
This behavior is as outrageous as if the enemy had snatched the grenade directly from your hand, pulled the safety pin on his own initiative, and then fell down with the grenade in his arms, telling you to run away quickly.
Yin Jiu reflected for a few seconds, and finally attributed the success of the plan to the good preparation of the Junerick memory potion.
"Wait for Junerick to come back and give him some chicken thighs."
"..." Just as he entered the bathroom and connected to the microphone, Junerick heard this and immediately looked confused:
"Glenfiddich, you're so nice!"
"Oh? Weren't you very afraid of him before?" Vermouth almost laughed out loud when she heard Junerick's praise.
I remember when Yin Jiu first returned to Japan, this child looked timid and hopeless.
As a result, it has only been a short time since Yin Jiu took Zhunerik out for two meals? Has he completely bribed him?
"Then... then isn't it true that only Glenfiddich would take me out for dinner?" Junerick muttered to himself. If he really said this, it would sound like he, Junerick, could run away with just two buns.
But... But... In the entire organization, only Yin Jiu would feed him!
Vermouth eats and drinks all day long, but he has never seen her bring any delicious food to the institute to see him. Do these people understand this sense of scarcity? It's like a ray of light suddenly shining into his life.
Junerick didn't want to argue with these prodigal sons.
"Hehehe, monsters wandering in the underworld, welcome to my ghost ship..."
The Halloween party officially began, and the opening words of the organizer "Captain Ghost" began to be heard from speakers in different locations in the cabin, and the background music became gradually louder.
"It's too noisy." Gin and Vermouth frowned at the same time.
Junerick was happy that he didn't have to deal with the two of them anymore. After confirming that the party sign-in documents and location that he had secretly taken were completely transmitted, he decisively turned off the microphone.
"Then shall we start the action too?" Yin Jiu received the file from Junerik and looked through it carefully. As expected, Kudo Shinichi's name was not on the list due to plot changes.
On the contrary, Bourbon's name is not far behind Kogoro Mori and Sonoko Suzuki, and his role is the Headless Horseman.
"I thought you would let Bourbon get involved." Vermouth did not act in a hurry, but checked the list first, and then retracted her gaze to the bandage on Yin Jiu's wrist.
With a knife wound in such a position, the uninformed members would never think that it was a self-torture trick by Yin Jiu. As Yin Jiu's agent, Bourbon spends almost every day with the child.
Knowing that Yin Jiu's mental illness had worsened and the situation was so serious, it was reasonable and logical for him to stay with Xiao Jiu.
But the current situation is that the organization didn't even give Bourbon a mandatory mission, and he was easily sent away. It's really a fake thing that can't even be pretended. Vermouth is extremely disappointed with Amuro Toru, the incompetent "nursery teacher".
"I have other things to ask him to do." Yin Jiu keenly sensed Vermouth's suspicion and felt that he was obligated to say a good word for his younger brother, so he took out an invitation letter from the drawer.
"What is this?" An invitation letter from the ghost pirate ship?
As the initiator of many invitation letters, Vermouth was naturally very familiar with this type of invitation letter, but this was obviously a backup version that she had never sent out, and even the seal on it was in a different style of font.
Vermouth took the letter and unfolded it. The name of the invited person at the top was Yin Jiu, but the line of the inviter was replaced by another unfamiliar Japanese character to her - Hattori Heiji.
"We are God, we are the devil, we turn back time, we bring the dead back to the world."
Vermouth read the words word by word in a low voice, and then looked at Yin Jiu in surprise, "You used Hattori Heiji's name to let Bourbon contact the Hattori family?"
"Rather than saying that I asked him to go, it's better to say that he will find out sooner or later that Hattori Heiji has been resurrected. I just slightly advanced the progress." Yin Jiu made a little gesture, smiled shyly, and took the envelope back from Vermouth's hand. "This is completely Bourbon's voluntary behavior."
"After all, I have always shown my firm belief that Hattori Heiji is still alive."
"I think what Bourbon is guessing is that I couldn't bear the shock, so my brain forged a layer of false memories to confuse my senses in order to protect itself."
"So seeing such an invitation letter that is almost a bad joke, it would be hard for him as a detective to resist his curiosity, and he would try every means to get on board and take a look."
"To be honest, I really want to know what Bourbon's expression would be if he found out that he was the one who was wrong."
“If you want to see Bourbon’s expression, you can call Vodka now. I don’t think he would mind helping you record Bourbon’s entire miserable look, and then edit it into the highlights of our action team’s annual meeting.” The corners of Vermouth’s mouth curled up with interest. The opinions she put forward were not polite at all, and it was obvious that she was still angry with Bourbon.
However, Yin Jiu's behavior was not just for fun.
The news that Hattori Heiji has been resurrected will spread among Japan's top officials after tonight.
Generick's body is too young, and the identities of Gin and Vermouth are too core. He urgently needs a code member who is close to the research team and trustworthy to serve as a bridge to communicate with the Japanese political circles and the top leaders of the organization.
Toru Amuro, who used to be in the investigation team, is just the right person. Coincidentally, Toru Amuro's other identity is also a detective. This creates an opportunity for him and Heiji Hattori to have an in-depth discussion and get to know each other.
In the days that come, Yin Jiu will find ways to bring Bourbon and Hattori closer until he can infiltrate the top brass of the Japan Metropolitan Police Department.
Thinking about it this way, hmm... it seems like they are one step closer to their ideal of organizing a mission with a police car sirens blaring, even though Gin is not the one driving.
Yin Jiu felt excited whenever he thought about his future partner, a versatile cook who could drive a police car and sound the siren.
What's a vintage luxury car? What's a Porsche 356A? He, Glenfiddich, drives a police car to work!
From now on, when the whistle blows...
"It hurts, it hurts!" Yin Jiu's cheek was suddenly pinched by Vermouth, and his expression immediately changed from a silly smile to innocent confusion, "Get away from me!"
Yin Jiu struggled to take back her cheek from Vermouth's fingers. She took out a small mirror and looked at herself distressedly. She immediately complained aggrievedly, "It's all gray!! Vermouth, you have such a cruel heart! Boohoo!"
"Stop pretending to cry."
The boy's strange cries did not awaken Vermouth's maternal love at all.
Given Glenfiddich’s physical condition, not going out to have fun is the best way to protect the organization’s wealth.
Vermouth didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she reached out to wipe the dust off Yin Jiu's face. "Look, the gray mark is gone. That was the color of the contour powder on my fingers."
Yin Jiu: “…”
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Even if Bourbon uses Hattori Heiji's information to infiltrate the Metropolitan Police Department's top brass, you can't be his partner in action."
"Is it because I can't stand the light?" Yin Jiu finally showed a look of broken defense, and pointed at himself with a trembling hand.
“This is just one of the very small reasons.” Vermouth sighed, and couldn’t help but rub the child’s fluffy head again, hinting: “The organization’s structural system is already very sound, but there are only a few members who can be called irreplaceable.”
"Among them, you, the code-named members of the research group, are one of the indispensable ones. Therefore, the 'prospects' you can have by continuing to stay in the research group are completely incomparable to those in our action group."
"Especially if she never comes back."
Vermouth closed her earphones, left a few suggestive words, then packed up her equipment and went out.
Yin Jiu was left alone sitting on the sofa.
"She's not coming back?"
"What is the future of the research group?"
Yin Jiu kept watching Vermouth leave in confusion, and finally at the last moment when the door closed, the corners of his mouth rose up with an ambiguous expression.