si-mexico Chapter 650 There is Plan B
Chapter 650 There is Plan B
While he was thinking about the situation on the FBI side, Chianti and Cohen finally arrived here.
With just a few words, they gave Conan, who was hundreds of kilometers away, information in a friendly way.
"Okay, it's almost time, let's pack up and get ready to go." Vermouth, who had been sitting in the back seat and listening to them quietly, suddenly spoke with a smile on her lips.
Her words made Conan and Chianti change their expressions at the same time.
Because of the Calvados incident, Chianti and Cohen were dissatisfied with her. Although Calvados did not die, it did not mean that there had not been dangerous moments before.
So Chianti got out of the car and ran to the side of the Porsche and knocked on the back seat window to express his dissatisfaction. "Why is this woman here too!?"
But the next second, she slowly closed her mouth.
Because the silver-haired boy sat up, with a weird smile on his face, and made a gesture to her to keep quiet.
Chianti: “…”
She was not afraid of Gin or Vermouth, but she was a little intimidated by this little guy who was still several years away from adulthood.
Gin, who was sitting in the front, also spoke lightly and asked her to go back to the car, saying that Vermouth was here because of the order of that person.
Although Chianti was dissatisfied, he still snorted and turned back to the car.
After confirming it, they each set off for their destination.
Gin's car went to the parking lot of Haido Park, while Chianti and Cohen went to the sniper point near Haido Park to prepare.
Kiel followed the TV station's car to the interview destination.
As for Conan, he also solved the organization's code DJ for Yasuki Domon and ADP for Haido Park through the hints from others.
In Haido Park, Dr. Agasa's car arrived here before the organization started the mission.
Coincidentally, Vermouth, who was sitting in the Porsche, caught a glimpse of Conan getting out of the car, and another... unfamiliar woman.
She was paying attention to Conan secretly, and didn't notice that Bertrand beside her also turned his head to look at Conan.
He stared at the woman until they ran away, then he looked away, lowered his head slightly and sneered silently.
"You are really persistent about the ending of the plot... Then I'd like to see how far you can go."
He murmured silently, a hint of dark murderous intent flashing across his light green eyes.
Through the camera installed in the brooch on Rena Mizunashi's chest, they watched Yasuki Domon's every move in the car.
Seeing that Rena Mizunashi had not yet brought the target to the designated location, Bertrand raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly leaned forward, and spoke in a low voice next to Gin.
"Kil, don't you want this guy to die?"
His voice was very small, but it still reached Rena Mizunashi's ears through the intercom in Gin's hand.
She didn't show it on her face, but she was surprised and suspicious in her heart.
Why did Bertrand appear?
She felt a little depressed.
She really didn't want Domon Yasuteru to be killed, but if Bertrand took action, the chances of her saving him would be even lower!
After all, under Gin's command, there was little chance that she would prevent Yasuteru Domon from being killed.
Through the chip, Bertranci sensed Rena Mizunashi's emotions and immediately sneered.
“It’s so interesting~”
Rena Mizunashi was thinking in her mind, but she still followed the instructions and led Yasuki Domon to sit on the bench. But suddenly a passerby recognized Yasuki Domon and came over.
In an instant, what was originally an interview turned into an idol handshake meeting.
Faced with this unplanned situation, Gin and Bertrand both sighed impatiently.
"If it wasn't so easy to cause a commotion, I would really like to throw a bomb directly over there." Bertrand smiled, but his tone was very cold.
"Not urgent."
Gin snorted coldly and calmed the little lunatic down a bit.
Bertrand sighed, slumped back in his chair, crossed his legs and turned to look out the window.
"Kil, ask DJ to go to the designated position."
Gin spoke up to let Rena Mizunashi take action.
But when Yasuteru Domon was about to sit down on the chair, the crowd over there suddenly opened their umbrellas, directly disrupting their action.
Bertrand raised his eyebrows slightly, "Raining? Then why is there no rain here?"
Then he sneered, "Sure enough, someone is trying to stop us in secret, for example...those annoying guys from the FBI."
Gin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the rainy weather, and told Chianti Cohen and Kiel to retreat in a cold voice.
"Retreat first. Meet at the old place in an hour."
"Oh? There is a Plan B~" Bertrand raised his eyebrows slightly, becoming a little expectant.
They stopped at an abandoned warehouse and Gin told them the details of Plan B.
At this moment, Rena Mizunashi was changing clothes in the car.
Bertrand sat cross-legged on the hood of the Porsche, humming an incomprehensible tune.
This time, they will carry out the killing plan on a bridge at four o'clock in the afternoon.
Cohen and Chianti were responsible for support. Just in case, Vermouth rode a motorcycle and pretended to fall in front of Yasuki Domon's car to lure him off, while Kil also followed behind Yasuki Domon's car on a motorcycle and shot him in time.
Seeing Vodka spread out the map on the roof of the car, Bertrand climbed up and went over to look at the designated location they needed to go to.
In response, he let out a slight sigh.
"Okay, everyone get ready to go."
Gin spoke to them as he lifted Bertrand out of his car.
Bertrand raised his chin slightly and got into the Porsche nimbly.
So, he is only responsible for the aftermath.
When they were all ready in their designated positions, Bertrand sat cross-legged in the car, playing with a small transparent box containing a butterfly.
He knew that Kiel would not succeed.
"Not ready yet? Gin." Chianti's voice came from the intercom, "Men who keep people waiting for a long time will be disliked."
"Pfft..."
This sentence inexplicably hit Bertrand's funny bone. He quickly covered his mouth, but laughter still spilled out.
Gin simply ignored it, "Don't worry, Chianti, Gil hasn't contacted me yet, and DJ's car hasn't reached the bridge yet."
"Anything is fine, but why is there such a loud noise over there?"
Chianti's words made the faces of the three people in the car change instantly.
Gin reacted quickly and looked back at the bag in the back seat where Gil kept his clothes.
Bertrand took a quick look, pulled out his gloves, put them on, rummaged in the bag, and found the shoe with the transmitter stuck to the sole.
After he took down the transmitter and the bug that were stuck together with chewing gum, he handed them to Gin and watched him destroy the transmitter and then wrap the bug up with layers of wrapping.
The corners of Bertrand's mouth curved slightly.