How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

It couldn't be better.

In this way, Amuro has no reason to doubt him anymore.

"...Wait a minute, what brainwashing?" Akai Shuichi looked at Xin Haikong, who was standing in the corridor, in shock, completely unable to keep up with the rhythm.

The black-haired youth still had that dripping smile on his face.

"To be honest, a clumsy lie like yours will not affect anyone with normal IQ."

Belmod has no intention of dwelling on the matter.

"Since you already have a new tour guide, I'll go first."

!

Akai Shuichi was about to arrest someone, but was shot in the back by Belmode. The bullet grazed his right wrist, which was still intact, leaving a bloodstain.

Almost lost both hands...

While everyone was still stunned, Belmod pushed open a hidden door and disappeared in front of them.

The scene fell silent for a while.

"Forget it, stop chasing."

In the end, it was Amuro Toru who made the decision.

"It's important to catch the boss first. The others are still outside, and Belmod can't escape!"

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Under the guidance of Xin Haikong, they slowly approached the laboratory.

Along the way, there are some experimenters who are helpless. Relying on the agile FBI and Mr. Public Security, they can almost be said to be unimpeded.

The closer he got to the destination, the more nervous Amuro felt inside.

On the one hand, it is the result of years of undercover thinking, and on the other hand, it is a faint worry.

He has been thinking about a question - where is M?

In the past few days, he has gradually found out the identities of rum, gin, Belmod and many members of the organization, but he has never found any information about M. It stands to reason that he is about to sit in the position of the second-in-command of the organization, and he almost directly connected with the BOSS. Even the identity of the BOSS is about to be exposed in front of him. Why hasn't he found M's information?

Who is the M who has been hiding behind the scenes, who controls everything, who can drive gin and which Rum hates to the core?

They saw that they were about to touch the boss's nest and seize the master messenger behind the scenes, but they never saw M. The M, who has been hiding behind the scenes, is like a thorn in his heart, and like a beast hiding in the dark, who may rush out at any time to overthrow the existing chess game.

The bad memory that all of his thoughts and thoughts were perfectly predicted by M, struck again, Amuro Toru's eyes were shrouded in mist, and he was almost unable to move.

"Mr. Amuro?"

"Mr. Amuro!"

"Um?!"

Amuro regained his senses.

They were hiding around the corner now, and a little further on, it was the laboratory.

The door of the laboratory was tightly closed, and it was difficult to see what was inside.

"Did you rush in directly?"

"Will it be too reckless? In case there are other people inside..."

"But we can't wait, variables can arise at any time and decisions must be made early."

"Actually, we've all come to this point, and it's okay to rush over just a little bit at the end..."

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"boom-!"

The metal door was kicked open from the outside, and Shuichi Akai and Toru Amuro rushed in with the pistols they snatched from the experimenter on the ground.

However, to everyone's surprise, the hard struggle originally imagined did not exist at all, and there was no one in this perennially locked laboratory.

There is only one huge computer screen with a huge crow pattern on it.

The computer screen didn't know what technology was used, and the small dots that made up the crow were still moving slowly, looking disgusting and terrifying, as if they were the biggest mockery of them.

"Come and see here!"

Conan, who had already slipped to the back of the computer screen, let out an exclamation.

When Anshi heard the sound, he quickened his pace, looked up and froze in place.

He finally knew why the BOSS couldn't be transferred.

On the back side of the screen, countless lines are aggregated together as if hundreds of rivers return to the sea, and they are linked to a huge instrument.

On the top of the instrument is a petri dish with a faintly whitish brain in it.

It's true, the brain.

The periphery of the brain is also wrapped in countless threads, which looks very disgusting.

Conan's face turned pale, and he bent down and couldn't stop retching.

Even Shuichi Akai, who was used to seeing dead people and corpses, couldn't help but take a half step back.

"...So, the boss of the organization is actually a brain?"

Amuro Toru was relatively calm, and his eyes fell on the dim light of the huge machine.

"This machine doesn't start?"

"I thought they were trying to divert this... um, so I pulled the switch for the time being."

Akai Shuichi guessed with some difficulty.

Everything in front of them was too shocking to their three views.

Amuro Toru's first reaction was even - is this another trap of the organization.

But he knew it wasn't possible.

If an organization has time to lay out such a huge trap, how can it not have time to move? Besides, this is a place that has been double-verified by Xin Haikong and Belmod. Even if Belmod can deceive people, the younger generation will definitely not deceive people. So what is here is really the boss of the organization.

Thinking about it carefully, the boss has indeed always appeared with the head of a crow. They only heard the rough machine voice on the phone, but they have never seen a real person. I'm afraid it's because the boss can't appear in person at all, and even the sound is synthesized by computer. Only this reason can explain why this organization has existed for half a century, but it has never changed hands.

Although they have long understood the technology of the organization, and they also know that there are important scientists who are hard to find in the market, they can't imagine that the technology tree of the organization has reached this level.

It is possible to make a dead person make troubles in this world just by relying on his brain.

No wonder Belmod said that the drug was not a rejuvenating drug.

The boss of the organization does not want to be rejuvenated at all. He wants to come back to life and have a body that will never age and die.

This is really a more terrible desire than rejuvenation.

"Sir, in the basement of a building, we found an old man who was sick in bed. All his characteristics matched the rum you described."

Akai Shuichi's headset suddenly rang. His expression relaxed a little, and he said:

"My men have caught Rum."

"Mr. Fall Valley! We arrested a blond-haired woman who claimed to be... Belmod."

The headset that dropped to zero also rang.

This time, the progress of the two sides was rarely even.