Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Ahem!" The boss had to cough loudly to remind his subordinates of his existence.

Curaçao looked away and stopped competing with the gin.

"Actually, according to intelligence, after Mezcal got away, the police involved in the operation were ordered to forget everything that happened that night. All records of that operation were also destroyed." Curacao looked at Xinfan, "Yes. Could you please explain why the police did this?"

Xinfan raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do I know why the police did this?"

"Isn't it because you made a phone call?"

Bourbon glanced at Xinfan calmly. Even he has heard of this for the first time. Where did Curaçao get the information?

Xinfan even asked him straightforwardly: "The police even shared this kind of information with you? It seems that you should be the person who really has a lot of relationship with them."

"Don't change the subject." Curaçao said indifferently. "Why would your phone call stop the police from acting and put it under confidential procedures?"

Xinfan stared at Curaçao calmly, with a pair of clear eyes calmly: "Did Rum's intelligence network provide you with more clues? They didn't tell you that the police did this to ease the relationship with MI6?"

Curacao looked stiff: "MI6?"

He did not get any information related to MI6, besides, why does this matter involve MI6?

"Sir." Shinshige ignored Curaçao. He turned to face the screen and asked, "Kudo Yusaku is an MI6 intelligence consultant. Should you and Rum know about this?"

Gin frowned fiercely.

What's the matter, he has fought MI6 so many times, why has he never heard of this name?

The BOSS nodded less clearly and motioned for Mezcal to continue.

"After what happened in Africa last time, it's hard not to doubt the identity of Yusaku Kudo." Xinfan said, "Rum obviously must kill Dr. Aka, but the organization's attitude toward him is more soliciting than execution. Anyway, no matter what. , Dr. A Li must have something interesting to us."

Xinfan worried that Curaçao hadn't made it clear, but everyone present knew what he meant.

"For a long time, he has been able to calm down under our noses. After his trip to Africa, he did not even have the tendency to move. This shows that Dr. Aka must be protected by some official organization. Dr. Aka's long-time friend Yu Kudo Zuo is the most likely candidate.

"At first, I doubted the Japanese police, but based on Kudo Yusaku's resume, I even suspected that he was FBI or MI6."

Bourbon heard the words in a deep voice: "In such a short period of time, you have investigated the true identity of Kudo Yusaku. It seems that his MI6 intelligence consultant is not very good."

"Kudo Yusaku is not easy to start here. He is a detective and has a strong sense of vigilance. But his colleagues or former colleagues are not the same." Shinshige said lightly, "MI6 has sent many people to Japan recently. Their purpose is not clear, but they are more or less related to Kudo Yusaku."

Xinfan looked at Curacao again, and smiled: "If my explanation does not satisfy you, you can use Rum's intelligence network to investigate further to see if it was me or MI6 that made the police give up the operation."

Curaçao’s face was ugly, he did not give up and asked, "Why would Yusaku Kudo help you?"

"Help me?" Xin Fan's smile widened, with undisguised irony, "Do you think the Japanese police will tell MI6 what happened that night? Or, do you think MI6 will take the initiative to cooperate with the police? ?"

Neither. There can be no complete trust between countries, and even if the public security and MI6 are partners in the same trench on the issue of organization, they will not be completely close to each other. So from Mezcal's point of view, his practice of using Kudo Yuzuo to check and balance the police has no problems, and is even very effective.

Xinfan wanted Rumcha to expose his cards to him as much as possible, and then give an absolutely reasonable but completely opposite answer when they thought they had the evidence.

People's psychology is very regular, even the boss can't avoid it.

When a person continuously reveals doubts, is suspected, questioned, or even becomes a thorn in the eyes of a certain group, at first he will doubt this person, but as the number of times increases, each question is effectively broken, and he will subconsciously produce An inherent notion: This person is innocent, and all those who question him are ill-intentioned.

Coupled with Rum's impure intentions, Mezcal's loyalty will be confirmed again and again in the BOSS. In the end, even if there is tangible evidence that Mezcal is an undercover agent, the BOSS will first raise a question mark to give Xinfan time and opportunity to react.

This time was short, but it was enough for him to plan the next actions.

Facts proved that Xinfan's bet had won. The BOSS accepted his statement and beat Curaçao to put the focus of work on things that are really conducive to the development of the organization.

This was not only for Curaçao, but also a warning to Rum—since Bourbon was still Rum’s person, he also stood beside Curaçao and accepted the BOSS's teachings humbly.

After coming out of the base, compared to Curaçao's stinky face that everyone owed him 8 million, Xinfan's mood was quite good.

He deliberately slowed down a few steps and walked beside Curaçao.

"Curaçao, the next time you doubt me, remember to investigate clearly before speaking." Xinfan smiled at him, "otherwise it is easy to lift a rock and hit him in the foot."

Curaçao gave him a sideways glance and said coldly: "I don't believe you really have no problem. You can use MI6 to quibble this time, what about next time?"

Xinfan sighed helplessly.

Really, if you are not good at learning, you have to learn gin. You see, gin was played around because of being too obsessed with traitors!

"Next time..." Xinfan speeded up his pace and crossed Curacao, while saying, "Next time I will find out your identity."

Curaçao was slightly startled. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

However, Mezcal has already distanced himself from him, obviously not giving him any chance to explore.

The identity that Mezcal just mentioned refers to his disguised identity, or... the real identity that he doesn't even know about himself?

Xinfan and Bourbon pretended to bid farewell at the gate of the base, and then each drove away from different directions.

An hour later, they met again at the entrance of the music classroom.

"Oh, what a coincidence, Mr. Asano is here at this time too?" Amuro greeted with a smile.

Xinfan smirked with the same paragraph: "What a coincidence, I'll come to pick up something."

At the moment they missed each other, Xinfan whispered to him: "I have asked someone to investigate the list of people who have the right to know the action three days ago."

"Kill two birds with one stone?"

"No." Xinfan laughed very lightly. "It's three birds with one stone."