MTL - Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover-Chapter 31 Nantian Ludao, you are so miserable

Shortly after Amuro left the room, Gin called.

"Hello?" Amuro picked up the phone.

"What is Angstra doing now?" Gin asked straight to the point.

"He's interrogating the cadre of the mud miserable meeting." Toru Amuro answered truthfully, "There are only the two of them in the room, so I and Nantian were not present."

Jin Jiu on the other end let out a gloomy sneer, as if he was talking to Amuro, but also to himself: "He's still like this, no matter what kind of enemy he is interrogating, he has to make a fool of himself and never let others see him. What did you do..."

He didn't seem to be surprised by Angstra's behavior. Anshitou was about to speak, but he heard the other side: "What is his attitude towards you?"

Amuro was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why Jinjiu asked this question, his tone was as usual: "I don't like to talk to me very much."

This is true. In the safe house, Angstra looked very happy to him; but when he got to the car, after he took out the bug he was carrying with him from his clothes, his attitude suddenly turned cold.

Along the way, Amuro tried to communicate with him, not for the purpose of gathering information, but just trying to figure out what kind of character he was from his words... Unfortunately, the other party basically didn't answer much, and he looked out the window all the way, and he gave up talking after hitting a wall a few times. Now, concentrate on driving people to their destination.

"Just ignore it?"

Gin's questioning left Amuro confused.

"Yes..." He boldly asked, "Is there any problem?"

"No problem, I want to know if he will take anger at others and ask you to test it." There was a sound of brakes on the other end, and it seemed that Jinjiu was still in the car at this time and did not go back to rest, "After all, you and he hate it. Same as the undercover, a mixed-race Asian man with blond hair... Now it seems that he still has some basic literacy, and he hasn't learned the bad temper of that woman who loves to divert hatred."

"…"

Toru Amuro's hand clenched the phone involuntarily, and he instantly understood what Gin was talking about.

Angstra once broke through the information processing center of the French "Swimming Pool". It is very likely that the members of the organization risked infiltrating to destroy the information because of the information about the organization obtained there. From this point of view, it is very likely that the undercover agent mentioned by Jinjiu is an agent from DGSE, or a mixed blood of some Asian blood.

Gin wondered if Angstra would anger other members of the mixed-race organization because he hated this undercover agent, so he specially found himself, who was also a mixed-race, and ran unsuspectingly in front of this extremely dangerous person for a test.

...Gin didn't take his life seriously at all, as if he just took out a napkin and used it casually, and didn't care about revealing this to himself now, and didn't worry about whether he would be angry because of it, from beginning to end Treat it like an open-mouthed tool.

"When Angstra's interrogation is over, send him back." Gin hung up the phone after saying this.

Amuro took back the phone with an ugly face, and turned to look at Kuanta Ludao on the side. Perhaps it was because of his frightening expression that Nantian Ludao, who was ferocious and not very courageous, actually took a step back.

"I advise you to stay away from that door." He switched to a smile instantly, kindly reminding the colleague, "Angstra said, don't peep, don't eavesdrop. You're so close , in case you hear something you shouldn't hear..."

The gloomy aura on his body made Nantian Ludao sweat.

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Since the goal was clear, it took Jing Baiye less than twenty minutes to ask for the information that all the organizations needed.

Hearing the sound of the system prompting the completion of the task and the receipt of the reward points, he sighed, sorted out the information recorded on the mobile phone note, deleted some repetitive nonsense, and made a simplified version and sent it to Curacao.

[…The above is the information you need, let’s see if there is anything else to ask. —Angostura]

After about five minutes, the other side sent a reply.

[Very complete, no other content needs to be added. I will report to Rum and try to give you the reward for completing the task earlier. —Curacao]

If you want to ask what rum is better than gin, it is that when you give money, it is very refreshing, never screeching, and the latest time it is received in one day.

Rum is an impatient person. Sometimes, in order to achieve his goals as soon as possible, he will spend a lot of money that Gin seems to be completely unnecessary. After discovering that money can better mobilize Jing Baiye's enthusiasm, he often pays money after he completes his part of the task, instead of waiting for the entire task to be completed, so that he will be very active in the next task.

Jing Baiye looked at Curaçao's reply with a smile uncontrollably on his face.

He doesn't care whether others treat him as a tool, whether he is black or white, and whether his hands are clean.

He is in a much better mood now, and his actions towards Mian Guanchen San are also much gentler. He pulled out a towel smeared with a powerful sleeping potion from his system backpack, and blocked his mouth with a force that would not suffocate people. nose.

Mian Guanchen, who was originally sluggish, rolled his eyes in less than a few seconds and fell to the ground with a thud.

Although he wore gloves on his hands and did not leave fingerprints, and the concrete floor under his feet was not as easy to leave footprints as mud, but in order to avoid undiscovered hair fall, before leaving the room, Jing Baiye still used his active skill [Without a Trace] to erase all traces of himself in this room—including the images recorded before the downed surveillance cameras.

Jing Baiye opened the door and walked out. He was silent for a moment in front of the two contrasting bottom members, the handsome and the ugly, and then immediately opened the character panel of the system and kicked out another unfamiliar name in the teammate column.

He can only kick passers-by who are not familiar with him now, but not the more familiar code-named members like vodka and tequila. Unless he spends 10,000 bonus points to upgrade the skill [Soul of Yan Gou], so that he can kick acquaintances freely, he can only try to avoid walking with them.

"Who is responsible for the finishing touches?" Jing Baiye asked.

"It's me," said the lower-level member whose name he didn't know.

He didn't ask any more questions, and didn't care whether the so-called ending meant killing people. He walked up to Anshito and said, "Anshi-kun, please take me back."

"Back to the safe house?" Amuro asked.

Jing Baiye nodded. He is in a better mood now, and his tone of speech is much kinder than when he came: "Just in time to give you a gun, can you see what else you want... Let's go."

In general, the code member's safe house should not be known to many lower-level members, but the one he currently lives in is a bit special.

It originally belonged to Belmode and was one of her strongholds in Japan, but she is now in the United States for a long time and rarely operates in Japan. The last time she came here was seven years ago, and she also lived in a high-end apartment or a villa... Over time there It has become a place for storing weapons in the Mikacho area, and it is just a joke to call it a safe house.

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