Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 112 The Organization Takes the Blame

The three women looked confused, obviously not fully understanding what Chen Shuo meant.

Their mission was to snipe Shuichi Akai. Logically, the mission must have failed, and Shuichi Akai escaped from their hands, but Chen Shuo's relaxed attitude at this time made them a little confused.

Chen Shuo chuckled at their bewildered expressions, seemingly unsurprised by their confusion. "This sniping location is over 1000 yards from the target, completely beyond your current capabilities," he said slowly, analyzing calmly and rationally.

"Plus, the environment wasn't actually very friendly, so my initial plan was just to let Akai Shuichi know that he was being sniped, so that he could hide in the venue and facilitate my subsequent actions."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over the three women with a look of relief. Then, he stood up and walked steadily towards them, a faint smile on his face, not at all like he was facing a failed mission, but rather a hint of pride.

"What surprised me is that under those circumstances, you were still able to hit the target." Chen Shuo stroked Suzuki Sonoko's hair, his tone full of praise. "You are worthy of being my apprentice. I am really proud of you."

Sonoko was stunned for a moment, a glint of surprise and disbelief flashing in her eyes. She instinctively lowered her head, blushing, as if a little embarrassed. But she quickly adjusted her composure, raised her head, a smile on her lips, a hint of pride in her eyes.

Chen Shuo looked at her smug expression, a flicker of relief in his eyes. He then turned to Haibara Ai and Mao Li Ran, his eyes still gentle and his tone calm. "Of course! You two also performed your duties as observers brilliantly. In this respect, you are undoubtedly excellent."

Haibara Ai nodded slightly, her expression still calm, but from the corners of her mouth, it can be seen that she was very pleased with Chen Shuo's praise.

Mao Lilan seemed a little flattered. She didn't expect that her performance would be so affirmed by Chen Shuo, and a sense of confidence rose in her heart.

Chen Shuo reached out and picked up a glass of water, took a sip, and turned his eyes to Pu Si Qinglan. Then he continued, "Qinglan has already sent me a message about your performance." He paused, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "My evaluation of you is - quite excellent!"

"Excellent?" The three women were clearly more relaxed than before, especially after hearing Chen Shuo's comments. A smile of relief gradually appeared on their faces. Mao Lilan smiled softly, Suzuki Sonoko seemed a little unconvinced that she would receive Chen Shuo's praise, and Haibara Ai lowered her head, hiding the uncontrollable smile on her face.

"Don't worry, you performed much better than you imagined." Chen Shuo looked at them, his tone still calm, but also with an undeniable affirmation: "The failure of this sniping attack doesn't mean anything. Not telling you the true purpose at the beginning was just a small test. You did very well."

Upon hearing this, the three women's eyes simultaneously lit up, their nervousness and doubts practically vanishing. Although the sniper attack had failed, Chen Shuo's evaluation and encouragement had given them an unprecedented sense of motivation. For them, earning Chen Shuo's approval was the truest victory.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became relaxed and lively. Huiyuan Ai suddenly jumped off the sofa and quickly climbed into Chen Shuo's arms. Her movements were swift and decisive, and a hint of anger and provocation flashed in her eyes.

She grabbed Chen Shuo's cheeks with both hands, seemingly so hard that he couldn't react for a moment. She gritted her teeth and said, "Perverted uncle! Bad guy!" Her words were filled with anger and dissatisfaction, obviously angered by Chen Shuo's initial concealment.

A helpless smile appeared on Chen Shuo's lips: "Oh, Xiao Ai, why are you so angry?" He reached out and patted her wrist gently, trying to make her let go, but Haibara Ai obviously didn't intend to let go so easily.

Ran Mao Li, standing nearby, wasn't as excited. She lowered her head slightly, burying it in Chen Shuo's chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, as if finally relaxing her frayed nerves. "I'm glad I didn't disappoint you," she said softly, her voice filled with relief. Chen Shuo's approval and praise had soothed all her inner anxieties.

Suzuki Sonoko seemed even more cheerful. She jumped high and threw herself onto Chen Shuo's back like a lively child. She hung on him and laughed like a victorious little queen: "Hahaha! Brother Shuo! I'm so awesome!" She laughed very happily, with an irrepressible pride and excitement in her tone. She was obviously extremely proud of her performance.

Watching the intimate interaction between the three, Pu Siqinglan gently took a sip of the red wine in her hand, her eyes filled with a hint of helplessness and subtle envy. She shook her head, a slight smile curled her lips, and murmured softly, "What a sinful man." Her tone was slightly teasing, but also carried a slightly complex flavor.

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In Dr. Agasa's house, the air was filled with a sense of oppressive silence. Conan sat on the sofa, his hands clasped on his knees, his eyes fixed on the floor, his face full of gloom and displeasure.

His mood was extremely complicated. He had already deduced the truth behind Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi's death and even found evidence that the murderer was Kenzo Masuyama, but he never expected that things would become so complicated.

At first, he thought it was just a simple murder case. However, when Conan sneaked into the seemingly ordinary underground wine cellar and continued to look for clues, he suddenly discovered something shocking.

Gin and Vodka appeared! Two names closely associated with the Black Organization, their presence completely disrupted Conan's clear thoughts. Gin's cold-blooded gaze, Vodka's ruthless expression, flashed through Conan's mind. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and hid. Otherwise, if they had discovered him, the consequences would have been disastrous. Gin was definitely not the type to show mercy to children.

Only after Gin and Vodka left did Conan quietly emerge from his hiding place. His heart still pounding, his mind full of questions: Why were Gin and Vodka in this cellar? Curious, Conan cautiously approached the heavy wooden door. The light seemed to have been cut off, leaving only darkness. Conan turned on his watch flashlight, and the sight before him nearly made him scream.

The wine cellar was dead silent, the air thick with the stench of blood. Conan was stunned by the scene before him—more than a dozen bodies lay scattered across the floor, the walls and wine racks were riddled with bullet holes, and the deep red bloodstains seemed to speak of the tragedy that had just occurred. Even more shocking was the discovery of Kenzo Masuyama, the man he had been pursuing, among them, his body twisted to the ground, his throat shot. Conan could tell that Kenzo Masuyama had been held hostage, his hands cuffed behind his back, and his face etched with shock and fear as he died.

Conan gathered himself, suppressing his shock and anger as best he could, and began to rapidly analyze the scene. His gaze scanned the position of the bodies, the direction of the bullet holes, and Masuyama Kenzo's expression, gradually reconstructing the entire gunfight in his mind. It was undoubtedly a brutal battle scene. Masuyama Kenzo was likely a member of the Black Organization, but for unknown reasons, he had been kidnapped by the person behind him. The person's intention seemed to be to use Masuyama Kenzo as a threat to Gin and Vodka, but it was clear that they were not buying it.

Gin and Vodka had only one response—no compromise. They quickly and decisively dispatched everyone, even killing Kenzo Masuyama without hesitation. Conan's heart burned with rage, his teeth chattering. He clenched his fists, his face grim. "Damn it! These are more than a dozen lives! How could Gin and Vodka be so cold-blooded and ruthless as to just kill them off? What do they think of human life?"

Conan felt as if a huge rock had pressed down on his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. But a cold glint flickered in his eyes, a mixture of anger and grief. At that moment, Conan's resolve grew even stronger—no matter what, he would uncover the true face of the Black Organization and bring these cold-blooded murderers to justice!

The police quickly arrived at the wine cellar and sealed off the scene. The cordon blocked the curious eyes of outsiders, and the flashing police lights were particularly dazzling in the night. This gunfight involving more than a dozen people left Conan with almost no chance to intervene. He could only hide in the distance and observe the situation.

Although he couldn't get close, Conan still didn't give up the opportunity to find out the truth. He borrowed the voice of Maori Kogoro and asked Inspector Megure for some information. After a clever conversation, Conan finally learned some surprising information.

Megure Juzo solemnly informed "Mouri Kogoro" that the men in the wine cellar were not ordinary criminals, but FBI agents. The man who kidnapped Masuyama Kenzo was Akai Shuichi, an FBI ace agent. However, this ace agent had been sniped at the entrance to the venue, and he might have been forced into the venue. As for why there were so many FBI agents, even Megure Juzo did not know.

Since this matter involves the FBI, it has now been handed over to the public security, so the police can only know a limited amount of information.

Hearing this, Conan was shocked beyond words. He had always thought this incident was just a purge within the Black Organization, but he hadn't expected the FBI to be involved. And Akai Shuichi's death made the whole thing even more confusing, and the clues that seemed clear at first became even more blurred.

Conan frowned, his suspicions growing. He felt this was far beyond his expectations. Why had the Black Organization's actions drawn the FBI's involvement? Why was a figure as important as Akai Shuichi ambushed? What larger conspiracy was hidden behind this?

"What on earth happened..." Conan muttered to himself, with a hint of helplessness and anxiety in his eyes.