When Ruomuwen squatted down to place the food, a dagger was pressed against his throat.
He was stunned, his body stiffened and he dared not move, and asked with a slight trembling: "Brother Yingyou?"
"I didn't want to hurt you." There was still a trace of nervousness in the words of the court Yingyou, and the hand holding the knife was not steady. "I just want to ask you, where is Shui Wu Lina?!"
"Shui Wu Liannai?" Ruomu Wenren was very surprised, "Why are you asking me? I don't know the female anchor."
"You know her." Our hall Yingyou said firmly, "I know you know her. You even know where she is hiding. Tell me!"
He was like a little lion, roaring in a low voice: "I really won't hurt you, I just want to know where she is!"
If he couldn't know where Mizuno Reina was, where would he go to find his sister Yinghai?
He also went to see Mouri Kogoro, but in the end nothing came of it. Now this man is his last straw.
"Brother Yingyou," Ruomu Wenren persuaded softly: "Although I don't know why you want to find Shui Wu Liannai, or even resort to this trick, but..."
His voice became very soft, and in order not to miss every word of his, Hondo Yingyou subconsciously moved his head forward.
"But you seem to underestimate me."
Ruomu Wenren unexpectedly grasped Bentang Yingyou's right hand holding the knife, dropped the dagger with an inch, and then threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.
Bentang Yingyou's handsome face was filled with an expression of pain. Before he could recover, he saw Ruomu Wenren, who had always been gentle and showy, looking down at him. Although he was smiling, there was no trace of warmth.
The last words he heard before he passed out were Wen Ren's call without any emotion: "I'll take you to see her right now, Brother Yingyou."
Ruo Muwen sent the mail and waited for Kuro Muren to come and receive the goods. After putting down his cell phone, he squatted down to look for the cat that was scared away just now, but he saw something conspicuous on the ground.
He picked up the small parts and knew without comparing them that they were the bugs on the temples of Edogawa Conan's glasses.
Ruomu Wenren: "..."
He sighed and said to himself that luckily he had been prepared. After checking again that there was nothing unsightly on Yingyou, he dragged the person to the trash can deep in the alley. A clean bag had been put in it and he threw the person in. Just right.
Ruomu Wenren took the parts that integrated the bug and the transmitter with him, walked out slowly, got on the tram, and left in a random direction.
…
Edogawa Conan's skateboard forcibly stopped right in front of Wakagi Onto.
He raised a watch-shaped anesthesia gun, pointed it at Ruomu Wenren, and said sternly: "Where is our hall Yingyou?!"
When he caught up from behind, he felt bad when he saw Ruomu Wenren alone. He looked around and found that there was no place to hide people around.
Edogawa Conan was a little annoyed. He should have been prepared and should not have rushed out after hearing the voice on the other end of the bug.
Now the only way to get the information is from Ruomu Wen... But the key thing is, can he really ask it out?
Ruomu Wenren looked at the shrunken senior, who was his guide on the detective journey.
But his justice cannot infect Ruomu Wenren.
"Kudo-senpai." Wakamu Onto took out the transmitter and threw it to him, "The sun has set. Is your skateboard enough to support you back?"
Ruomuwen people have missed several buses, and the place we are now is far away from the city.
"You don't have to worry about it now. Let me ask you, where is our hall Yingyou?!"
Ruo Mu Wenren pursed his lips and smiled, put away those emotions that should not belong to him, and said: "In a very safe place, someone will protect him."
"Do you know you are committing a crime?"
Wen Ren raised his eyebrows in surprise. He looked handsome and had a smile on his lips. He looked harmless: "I don't know what you mean."
This act of pretending to be stupid made Edogawa Conan angry all of a sudden. He was so angry that his tone changed, and he said loudly: "You kidnapped Hondo Eiyu, and you want to hand him over to the team..." He said forcefully The stop was made without telling the organization.
But the meaning is obvious, no one handed over to the organization will come back alive.
Only then did Wakamaki realize that Edogawa Conan's understanding of the organization seemed to be more than just superficial. Perhaps he knew better than himself how the confrontation between the organization and the red side was progressing this time.
Even Kuroki himself might not have expected this.
Conan slowly stopped his tirade. He found that Ruomu Wenren was distracted at some point. He hesitated for a moment, but still did not launch the anesthesia needle.
There was no sound from the outside world, but Wen Ren woke up. He took a step forward and saw that the little detective was facing a powerful enemy, and couldn't help but stop again.
"Kudo-senpai," Wakamu Atsushi grabbed the hand holding the shoulder bag and jumped up, "please stop."
"……ha?!"
Wen Ren suppressed his smile, and a cold look burst out in his eyes, which was very unexpected on him.
"Don't contact us anymore, don't interfere with Brother Kuromu anymore." He seemed to be just telling a normal thing, his tone was calm and without any fluctuations: "Otherwise, I will shut you up first."
"You-" Conan was about to have a seizure when a ray of light flashed across his eyes, taking away a piece of his hair.
A crater was marked on the wall.
Ruomu Wenren was not surprised. He squatted down and looked at Conan.
"I was serious."
At night.
The moonlight outside the window shone into the room, reflecting a person sitting alone at the table, and a glass of amber liquid was slowly poured into the man's mouth.
The FBI's actions can be hidden from the organization, but it is unlikely to be hidden from the domestic police headquarters. Bourbon knew where Kiel was currently hiding before anyone else.
Even the guards over there were able to get a feel for it recently.
Gin did not ask Bourbon to go to the meeting that day, but in the following days everyone in the organization basically knew what happened at the meeting. The speed of things spreading made it difficult for Bourbon, a man with a keen sense of smell, to think nothing of it.
But it doesn't matter. What Gin wants to do and what Kuroki Jin wants to do have nothing to do with what he wants to do.
Unlike Kuroki Jin, who only regards the organization's one-third of an acre as his own territory, Bourbon...or Fangtani Rei, deeply loves his country.
So whether it's the FBI or the CIA, give it to me...
"Get out of my Japan."
He pressed the number, gave a few instructions to the other person on the phone, and then lay back on the bed.
Then it’s dog eat dog time.
At the end of school the next day, everyone from the Young Detective Team except Conan arrived, drinking milk tea while listening to the story told by Onto Wakamu, who made the milk tea.
As we talked, the police came.
Ruomu Wenren was taken away with a blank look on his face. Mitsuhiko and others clamored to follow him, but Takagi who finally came to take them couldn't resist them and took them back.
Haiyuan Ai went into the kitchen and called Kuromu Ren out.
"Are you having a conflict again?" She looked at Heimuren who was a little sleepy and obviously hadn't slept well all night, and her voice became softer unconsciously.
"Again?" Kuroki Ren yawned, "Aren't conflicts always there?"
Kudo Shinichi's sword called justice never stopped stabbing at his throat.
Some people died, but not completely...
