The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Chapter 1105 "K"

There were quite a number of medical staff pushing stretchers in this row. Once they entered the elevator dedicated to surgery, naturally no one else could get in.

The elevator door slowly closed, and the group completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

This scene naturally came into Gin's sight along with the camera's shooting.

"It looks like they're hiding Keel there." Tang Ze, clinging to the driver's seat, chuckled softly and guided him cooperatively. "After all, in such a critical moment, even the most unethical reporter wouldn't dare to lift the sheet of a critically ill patient just because of suspicion."

Gin raised his eyebrows and did not respond, seeming to agree with Tang Ze's statement.

Rena Mizunoshi is a slender young woman. If she had not regained consciousness, hiding such a person in the bed and putting a large and strong man on top would be enough to deceive people.

Admittedly, this is a good way to escape being filmed in public, and in a hospital environment, it is less likely to arouse suspicion.

Thanks to Gin, the Beihu Central Hospital today is in the most chaotic and busy state. No one can tell whether such a surgical team is real or fake.

"Quite quick-witted." Gin simply said, then changed the subject and glanced at Tang Ze, who had been making sarcastic remarks for a long time, "They have left the ward, so the next step is yours."

If Curacao has woken up and has lost her memory as Kumail said, the FBI, who are still unsure of her identity, would not dare to take her away rashly at this critical moment.

Hiding a Kiel who hasn't woken up yet is barely enough, but convincing a woman with amnesia to cooperate with him is a bit troublesome.

Therefore, even if Curacao has been transferred by them, it is impossible for it to follow their main force. This is a loophole that can be exploited.

"Yes, yes, I get it. It's your freedom to not like being disturbed." Under Gin's death gaze, Tang Ze loosened his grip on his chair, palms facing outward in an innocent gesture of surrender, "Okay, I won't spoil the fun here."

“Remember the principles of action.”

When Tang Ze was about to open the car door and get out, Gin glanced at his relaxed expression and gave him a final warning.

"I know. I want to see her alive or dead. If she can't be brought back safely, then she will be executed as soon as possible." Tang Ze smiled and said the very cruel words in a gentle tone, "If she is really under the control of the FBI, it will be difficult to contact her. You know, Gin-senpai."

Tang Ze consciously looked at Vodka, who was sitting in the passenger seat, silent and frightened. Before getting out of the car, he made a gun gesture.

"I'm good at any kind of shooting."

"boom!"

The car door was slammed shut.

James watched his subordinates come up and quickly take off their white coats, masks and other items. He confirmed that they did not look panicked before nodding.

"So far so good. The other vehicles are ready."

The biggest advantage of using surgery as an excuse to cover up, besides being able to move around openly in the hospital, is that it can cover up most of the facial features.

Those participating in the operation, whether doctors or nurses, need to be fully equipped with gloves, scrubs, surgical caps, and masks, which are enough to cover all the features of a person and only expose the eyes.

At this point, even if they walked away directly in front of the camera, they were fully armed enough to be fearless.

"All three vehicles are ready and will depart soon along the designated route." An FBI agent confirmed the message and nodded at James.

"The bait car must attract the organization's attention as much as possible, taking a complex, covert route to mislead their judgment. At the same time, don't forget to stay away from the vehicle where Mizunashi Rena is! Keep the communication lines open at all times. If you have any questions, contact me immediately!"

"learn!"

James nodded, and before rolling up the window, he confirmed, "Where's Judy? Has she gotten on the bus too?"

"She's already boarded another vehicle," Kamal, who was sitting in the driver's seat of one of the vehicles, replied. "She probably has some new ideas about the distribution."

"...Okay, if she thinks this is more effective. What about Akai?"

"He went to drive his own car."

"Understood. Everyone, please be careful and cautious when you act..."

Kamal glanced at the back seat of the car, looked at Rena Mizunashi who was sitting there with her head down, retracted his gaze, and moved his fingers a few times.

Next, it was their confrontation with the organization...

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"She hasn't recovered any of her memories yet. Even if she's a member of the organization, we must respect her opinions and protect her basic human rights. Using torture to extract a confession is inappropriate on her..."

Letting go of the wheelchair, Judy stared at the man in front of her who had a calm expression and seemed very steady, and gave cautious instructions.

Is this the contact person that Tang Ze is in contact with, the one who is related to the Japanese Public Security Bureau?

"...I don't know why you have such a strange impression, but don't worry, we know this basic thing." Kazami Yuya's thick black eyebrows twitched fiercely. However, facing Judy's subtle gaze, he could only say dryly, "Even if someone has strange ideas, 'K' won't allow it to happen."

"Really...?" Judy tilted her head.

She didn't say much, but the distrust between the lines was almost written on her face.

"Anyway, just leave it to us." Kazami Yuya shook his head resignedly and stopped explaining. He reached out and grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair. "She stole the information from us and left. This was all K's plan from the beginning."

He probably knew where the FBI's impression of this place came from.

Yuya Kazami felt bitter, but he didn't say much.

To those who don't know the details of the plan that Tang Ze completed by using their power, their actions would indeed seem somewhat extreme and cruel.

For example, Kenzo Masuyama's family, and people related to Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi.

Even if the FBI more or less understood their need for confidentiality, when guys like Moritani Teiji and even Fudo Kyosuke, who had very weak connections with the organization, fell into their control through Karasawa, it was unrealistic to expect others not to believe that they were cunning conspirators.

All we can say is that the reputational halo surrounding Tang Ze is a completely indiscriminate attack.

"Is that so? That's good." Hearing him emphasize the K, Judy finally withdrew her gaze from the wheelchair. "Then I'll leave it to you. We have our own tasks."

"I know. Leave it to us."

Curacao sat silently in the wheelchair with his hands tied to the armrests. Only at this moment did he slowly raise his head and look at Judy who was turning around to leave.

Her memory completely regressed to her childhood, back to the state before she came into contact with the organization. Her heterochromatic eyes were as innocent and bright as a child's, and when they fell on her beautiful, sharp and mature face, there was a sense of perversion.

Judy reached out and smoothed the silver hair off her forehead.

"No matter what your future holds, I believe you'll be fine with K around. Goodbye, Sonya."

"...K?" Curacao's expression was still confused as he repeated the word, but a smile unconsciously appeared on his face, as if he knew what the letter symbolized.

"Thank you for your cooperation, and I wish you a smooth operation."

"Lend your auspicious words."

After finishing the last conversation with Yuya Kazami, Judy turned around, no longer paying attention to the group of people behind her, and accelerated towards the outside of the parking lot.

Shuichi Akai did not choose to follow the FBI car.

He is another example that the organization will not let go easily. If he follows the main force, even if Rena Mizunashi is not in the car, this car will inevitably become the target of the organization's attack.

Shuichi Akai, who was fully aware of how he attracted hatred, chose to act on his own to distract the organization's attention and power as much as possible.

These are all normal action strategies, and Judy can't find any fault with them.

But she just felt that the frequency of her heartbeat in her chest was very uneasy, and a subtle palpitation kept coming, as if reminding her that the situation was definitely not normal...

No, she had to catch up with Shuichi, even if it was just a chat or two, she wanted to talk to him about some things.

Recently, Shuichi Akai still looks like he never shows his emotions, but Judy always feels that he has something on his mind, as if he knows some secret that cannot be revealed easily and needs to be on guard against everyone.

Tell him what she thinks, tell him that even if there are other things that cannot be disclosed to the FBI, she will stand by his side without hesitation...

Just as she entered the emergency passage and was about to leave the parking lot through the side road, a hand reached out from the darkness and hit her neck precisely.

Judy's eyes widened slightly.

Before she could see the attacker clearly, her consciousness had already fallen into a daze.

"Kumair?"

As if he heard the noise here, Gin's tone in the headphones rose slightly and he made a questioning call.

"I found a lone bird." Tang Ze had a gentle smile on his face. "It's done."

"...Don't cause trouble at a time like this." Although Gin's tone disagreed, he didn't raise any objection to his attack on the FBI agent.

"Don't worry, I won't kill anyone at this moment. I just want her to have a good sleep. Besides, I know where Curacao is."

"Make your own decision and don't interfere with my affairs."

"Yes, yes. I won't disturb your fun. I'm going to track my target."

After saying this, Kumail fell silent again, as if he really knew what was going on and was not going to disturb him anymore.

Gin didn't bother to care what tricks he was playing and turned his attention back to the members of his team in this operation.

"Three cars!" Chianti's voice rang out over the channel, a hint of excitement in his voice. "All three are vans, dark blue!"

"Well, Chianti, you catch the first one."

"Roger that!"

"Cohen is in charge of the second one."

"understood."

"Vodka..."

Gin turned his gaze to the people who had already gotten out of the car.

"I'll take care of the third one, don't worry, big brother."

"Yes. I'll stay here and monitor the movements near the hospital." Gin opened his cigarette case, ejected a cigarette, and held it between his lips. "We have to consider the possibility that all three are just bait."

Maybe Kumail was really busy and no longer cared about what was going on here, and no one in the channel refuted his statement.

After waiting for a few seconds and confirming that no one was arguing with him, Gin inexplicably felt a little better.

"Each of you should chase your own targets, and then use the prepared equipment to confirm the personnel configuration of each vehicle." Gin lit a cigarette and smiled. "I will determine which vehicle the target is in."

"Okay." Vodka climbed onto the motorcycle, looked at Gin sitting in the driver's seat, and finally confirmed, "Which person is that?"

"Of course there's a backup plan. Okay, let's go."

While the organization's communications were flourishing, the FBI's communications were also busy and tense.

"Kamel, how's the situation over there?"

The vehicle drove smoothly onto the road, bypassed the congested section, and merged into the bustling traffic flow of Tokyo.

James immediately confirmed the condition of the real target vehicle carrying Rena Mizunashi, and at the same time he began to observe the surrounding environment.

"No suspicious stalkers have been found yet."

Kamal glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, watching the motorcycle gradually approaching through the traffic, and spoke without raising his eyebrows.

That was most likely the person sent by the organization to follow him, but Kamal's driving remained steady.

This is also part of the plan. If James is told the truth at this time, it may affect the action plan.

"Gin, I've caught up with the first car!" Chianti's voice was a little muffled, and it was easy to tell she was speaking from inside her helmet. "The side windows are all covered with anti-peep film, and it's gray and hazy. I can't see clearly what's going on!"

"Then strip it off." Gin, who had anticipated this, ordered lightly.

Chianti kept the handle with one hand, and maintained his balance very easily even when driving at high speed. He reached out from the side of the gun bag behind him and pulled out the prepared instrument.

Infrared imaging scanner.

This is not a complicated device. It is a medical instrument used to measure body temperature under normal circumstances, but in times like this, it can also be used as a life detector.

The image was transmitted to the computer in Gin's hand through the machine in her hand.

"The organization's equipment is not outdated either." Listening to the noise in the communication, Tang Ze sighed, relying on Noah's help to mute his microphone.

It really is a world of science where the level of science develops according to demand. How come they suddenly understand technology at this time?

If you had the means and strength earlier, would you have left so many loopholes for others to exploit?

Shaking his head, Tang Ze took out a marker and drew a simple symbol on the wall in front of him.

A cursive letter "K" similar to the ones seen in the organization's halls.

"Okay, let's go pick up Curacao. It's time to take her out to relax."