Chapter 344 Conan: Isn't Gin just a weakling who only knows how to sneak attack...?
Chapter 344 Conan: Isn't Gin just a weakling who only knows how to sneak attack...?
Do you have an older sister?
Ai Haibara and Conan were both stunned when they heard the question.
Conan didn't know why Amuro Tooru asked that question, while Ai Haibara...
Gin didn't say anything either!
All she knew was that she was playing a character named Shiho Miyano who had developed some kind of drug; nothing else...
"No."
Ai Haibara had no choice but to bite the bullet and randomly choose one.
"I don't have a sister."
This answer is clearly more convenient than making up an older sister...
Amuro Tooru was startled upon receiving the reply, feeling somewhat disappointed.
But then I thought, it would be unreasonable to run into my former love interest so easily...
"Okay,"
Conan returned to the current topic.
"I called you two here today so that we can exchange information."
“Mr. Amuro has a certain understanding of the organization, and Haibara has also been in the organization. We share information, and everyone can get more information.”
"can."
Ai Haibara agreed without hesitation.
Anyway, she didn't have any intelligence, so let's just exchange information...
Amuro Tooru hesitated for a moment.
However, considering my current situation, I would feel truly ashamed to have failed the sacrificed Kazami if I didn't obtain more information...
"I agree."
Amuro Tooru finally nodded.
Seeing that both sides had agreed, Conan spoke up directly.
"Then I'll go first."
"The codenamed members I know of so far are Gin, Vodka, Chianti, Cohen, Sherry, and Aquavit."
"Besides that, there was another burly man with a fierce face, but I don't know his code name."
"By the way, Dr. Asai Shigemi, who recently left the hospital, also seems to be a member of the organization..."
Amuro Tooru listened quietly.
Unexpectedly, this kid named Conan already knows so many codenamed members of the organization.
Many undercover agents who have been in the organization for one or two years may not know as much as he does...
and many more!
He just seemed to have mentioned...
"Sherry?!"
A hint of urgency appeared in Amuro Tooru's eyes as he eagerly asked Conan,
"You know Shirley?!"
"Um... I wouldn't say we know each other."
Conan paused slightly, his brow furrowing.
"I've only met him before, and I know his name is Shirley."
"he?"
Amuro Tooru was stunned.
Wasn't Shirley a woman? He had seen Shirley's photo when the organization issued a nationwide arrest warrant...
Wait, could Conan be...?
"What does this Shirley you're talking about look like?"
"What does it look like?"
Conan recalled,
"He had a European face, was about 1.9 meters tall, and had a cold demeanor; he seemed like a difficult person to deal with..."
Amuro Tooru's lips twitched.
Okay, it's confirmed.
This kid has mistaken someone for someone else...
“That’s Cherry,”
Amuro Tooru corrected Conan,
"I don't know where you heard the code name from. There is indeed a member in the organization named Sherry, but she is a woman."
"The characteristics you just described should belong to another member of the organization codenamed Cherry."
"No, no way..."
Conan's vision went black.
Unexpectedly, during their brief exchange, he corrected a piece of information that he had never doubted before.
He had no reason to doubt Amuro Tooru's words.
In other words, he really had been mistaking people for each other all along...
Okay, I was really prejudiced. I should have noticed it sooner; Uncle Long's Japanese was so awkward. I should have realized that...
It's all Cherry's fault! Why did he have to give himself such a nickname? He doesn't look like a cherry at all...
"There's absolutely no mistake,"
Amuro Tooru was absolutely certain of his words; a deep sense of apprehension even unconsciously appeared in his eyes.
"Cherry... is quite a formidable guy..."
The mere mention of that codename reminded him of Kazami, whom he had executed, and Shuichi Akai, who was supposedly crippled...
"Um,"
Conan nodded, then, remembering the blunder he had caused, he quickly said...
"Then let me describe the other people, Mr. Amuro, can you listen and see if there are any problems?"
"Ah."
Amuro Tooru responded.
Conan then began to ramble on and on.
"Gin is a cold-blooded man with long blond hair, about 1.9 meters tall."
"Vodka is muscular, not very tall, and often wears sunglasses."
"Chianti was a short-haired woman with a tattoo near her eye; Cohen was thin..."
Amuro Tooru listened to everything and nodded repeatedly.
This time there were no problems...
"However, all I know are what they look like and their code names,"
Conan added,
"I know nothing about their abilities."
Amuro Tooru wasn't surprised by this; it was already quite an achievement to know the code name.
Even he had spent many years in the organization to gather so much intelligence...
Next, Amuro Tooru introduced each of the four people, including Gin, that Conan mentioned.
The more he listened, the more surprised he became.
Unexpectedly, the most powerful people there were Gin and Cherry. Both of them were very intelligent and strong, and Gin was even a high-ranking leader in the organization.
He still thought Gin was a reckless, second-rate guy...
And that burly man with the vodka was actually a technician? It left him speechless...
Also, Uncle Cohen was actually a sniper?
Can someone this dull-witted really be a sniper...?
Conan, like a sponge, constantly absorbed the information that Amuro Tooru brought him.
"correct,"
Conan suddenly thought of something.
"Mr. Amuro, what's the codename of that fierce-looking, burly man in the organization?"
"Strong man?"
Amuro Tooru paused slightly, pondered for a moment, and then his expression turned serious.
"According to you, it should be agave."
"Speaking of which, it was him who called last time at Itakura Takuya's villa."
Agave!
Conan felt a surge of excitement.
Uncle Long is indeed a member of the organization with a code name, and judging from Mr. Amuro's expression, and considering that Uncle Long was able to kill Aquavit without any consequences, he probably holds a fairly high position.
The thought of Uncle Long's possible identity filled Conan with a sense of joy...
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