Chapter 2103 Sending Off the New Target

Saturday, June 7th, Maori's house, dinner time.

Under Conan's questioning, Maori talked about the situation after the shooting at the Mihua Hotel.

The police found nothing, which makes the police a little passive now, because this is a shooting incident, that is to say, the murderer is an extremely dangerous person with a pistol. ...

On the other side, Sagami Bay, Kanagawa Prefecture, Yacht Club Pier on the coast of Zushi City.

On the yacht, Oda Nobute and Belmode were also having dinner, sitting face to face and having a candlelight dinner with steak and red wine.

Oda Nobute cut a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "By the way, what is your status in your organization?"

"Why, want to recruit me?" Belmode took a sip of red wine and smiled, "You are not high enough."

"Oh, then who do you think is qualified? How about I ask the eldest lady to come to you."

"Miss, do you mean Mrs. Miko Miyamoto?"

"Yes, isn't it enough? You don't want the master to come to you, do you? Then you are dead, unless you take off your mask."

"If there is such a day." Belmode smiled meaningfully.

Belmode's implication is that if necessary, she will show her true colors, and that is when she shows her hole card, seeks asylum, and disappears from then on.

Oda Nobute heard it, but deliberately smiled: "Ah, you don't mean that the master will not live to that day, do you?"

"You said that, but I didn't say it." Belmode laughed, and then put a piece of potato in his mouth, pretending to be casual, "By the way, how much do you know about that Mr. Yamazaki?"

Oda Shine shrugged, and then said while cutting the steak: "My father knows, but I am too young. For me, Mr. Yamazaki is just a legend."

Belmode pretended to be curious and asked: "What legend?"

"It is said that he can kill all the people he wants to kill, except for a few people." Oda Shine smiled, "Anyway, you and I are definitely not among them, and I also believe that killing your boss is just like killing an ant Simple."

"What a big tone." Belmode shook his head and went to cut the steak.

"If you want to kill an ant, you must first find out where the ant is." Oda Nobue seduced, "Why don't we experiment and see if he can live for three days." Then he took a sip of red wine, and deliberately He emphasized, "By the way, I'm talking about the earth, except Mars."

Bellmode stopped his knife and fork in dissatisfaction, and sneered with a murderous look: "Then let's try to see if that old Mr. Yamazaki can survive tonight."

Oda Nobue smiled indifferently: "Just try, he is in the Yamazaki family house, staying at home all day long."

Oda Nobue waved a fork with a piece of beef on it, she pondered: "I don't think it's enough to use Tomahawk missiles with cluster bombs to strike within a square kilometer.

"Using a trident to carry a tactical nuclear bomb to strike within a range of 30 square kilometers, I think it's not close."

"Using militiamen to carry strategic nuclear bombs to strike within a range of 200 square kilometers, I think this can be successful."

Oda Nobue stuffed the beef into his mouth and asked deliberately: "What do you think, which one is better, or use them all?"

"Ha." Belmode smiled and said nothing, elegantly cut a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, thinking it was Oda Nobue.

To be honest, Belmode really wanted to show his middle finger.

Belmode swallowed the beef, took a sip of the red wine, and smelled the aroma of the wine in the glass, "I'm not kidding, that Mr. Mark's confession is almost done, what are you going to do next?"

Oda Nobute raised her hand to signal, she held a table knife in her hand, "I'm not worried, it's you who should be worried, for example, what are you going to do with this yacht."

Belmode frowned at his impoliteness, and asked, "Then what do you think?"

Oda Nobute reacted,

He smiled apologetically, "That depends on how much information you are willing to hide from your boss."

"Except for Eisuke Hondo, I won't say anything else." Belmode said sternly, "I won't leave any new clues for you."

Oda Nobute nodded, "That's right, only Eisuke Hondo, we won't say anything."

Belmode asked: "Please tell me, what are your plans?"

Oda Nobute raised his glass and smiled invitingly: "I want to say, we didn't intend to embarrass you, I don't know if you believe it or not?"

Belmode frowned, "Why? Want to gain my favor?"

"Good impression? Don't be kidding," Oda Nobue continued to hold his glass, "because you are a reasonable guy."

Belmode reacted and raised his glasses together, "It turns out that's the case, because I'm a tradeable object."

Oda Nobue drank the red wine, "That's right, with you here, there is room for both of us to maneuver. In this age, what's the point of fighting and killing, just enjoy life."

Belmode raised his glass and said, "I deeply agree." He drank his red wine while talking.

Oda Nobute put down his wine glass and said seriously: "If you are hunted down by organizations other than the police, you can come to us."

Belmode laughed and said: "I accept it with good intentions. I don't think that I will be able to escape if I go to your place. I think I will become a missing person instead."

Oda Shine spread his hands and said, "Whatever you think, this is a way to survive."

Belmode wiped his mouth gracefully with a napkin, "If you have no other conditions, then the matter is settled like this."

Oda Nobue wiped his mouth with a napkin indiscriminately, "One more thing, don't go to Mihua Town 5-chome to disturb the young miss again."

Belmode smiled evilly: "Otherwise? Kill us?"

Oda Nobute said sternly: "Last time was the first time. Uncle Feng obeyed the eldest lady and did not report to the master, but next time a similar incident occurs, Uncle Feng will definitely report to the master. This is Uncle Feng's duty as a housekeeper, and the consequences are really serious." It's hard to say."

"I have a chance to try." Belmode got up and took the tableware to clean it, so as not to leave signs.

Oda Nobute sighed, "You guys, why can't you get along well."

Belmode smiled but didn't speak, and couldn't help saying in his heart, you don't understand what we are doing. ...

The two parties reached an agreement, and the yacht started again and headed for Kansai Airport.

Belmode will hand over Mr. Mark to Oda Nobute there, and Oda Nobue will have Mark sent to the cargo plane.

It was a seaplane going to South Asia to deliver medical supplies, and it took him there, that is, smuggling.

Then, Belmode will hire underground forces to drive the yacht to the open sea and sink it, and then hire other underground forces to secretly send the owner abroad.

The owner of the ship should not come back for the time being, and the crew has nothing to do with it. Even if they are found out, they can also presume that they do not know, that they were not on the yacht at the time, and that they were sent on a trip by the owner. ...

June 8, Sunday, morning, Kansai Airport.

Seeing the comatose Mark being swaggered onto the cargo plane without any supervision, Belmode couldn't help feeling a little envious.

Belmode couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You are also very skilled in this kind of secret delivery of private goods."

Oda Nobute laughed and said, "Which of your eyes saw that we secretly transported smuggled goods?"

Belmode asked angrily: "Then what is this?"

Oda Nobute said sternly: "This Mr. Mark Williams came with a plane. He is a doctor without borders from Zayer. Now he is just drunk at the airport."

"Huh?" Belmode was stunned.

"Do you want to see his passport?" Oda Nobue took out his mobile phone and showed the photo to Belmode.

A series of photos showed a passport of the Republic of Zaire. The owner was Mark Williams. There was also a photo on it, but it was a little blurry and couldn't be seen.

There is also a stamp on the passport, the seal of the Japanese customs, and the date is the night before.

Belmode can be sure that this seal is real, that is to say, this is a real passport.

The corners of Belmode's mouth twitched in silence, the passport of the Republic of Zaire, as many copies as Shifeng Security wanted to print, every copy was genuine.

No, Belmode's heart tightened, because this also means that when Shifeng Security started the operation the night before, he had already prepared his retreat.

Shi Feng Baoquan just created another Mark Williams out of thin air. He chose the same name and surname in order to overwrite his memory during brainwashing, so as to prevent him from feeling strange about the name Mark Williams in the future.

Presumably, this Mark Williams also has a complete resume, so that no one can find out the flawed resume, because if you want to check, I'm afraid you have to go to Zaire, and that is Shi Feng's security site.

While Belmode couldn't help admiring it, he also couldn't help but think of a famous old Chinese saying - those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be honored! ...