Chapter 1043 Codename Curacao
The night was uneventful.
There was no way to visit people at will in the police hospital, so Yuya could only ask through Takagi Wataru and learned that the silver-haired woman's condition had stabilized.
No organized people came to rescue.
Yes, this place is different from Beihu Central Hospital. Even the organization cannot act rashly without a plan.
The next day
Judy called Yuya out.
Conan happened to be at Kamiya's house discussing with Yuya what to do next, so he followed him over.
As soon as she saw Judy, she told her some bad news.
That was last night, James received intelligence from the FBI that three spies from different countries had been assassinated.
What these three people have in common is that they are all undercover members lurking in the organization.
Yuya had a vague guess, but he still wanted to confirm it: "These three people should have been assassinated by the Black Organization. But why suddenly?"
If one of them was killed because he got into trouble, it might be a coincidence, but the three of them were killed together, and they were spies from different countries, and they were undercover in the same organization, so it was definitely not a coincidence.
James explained: "According to the information sent by Akai, it is said that members of the Black Organization sneaked into the National Police Agency and stole confidential information."
"The Black Organization... the National Police Agency..."
Yuya was lost in thought. Could it be that the silver-haired woman was the member of the organization that infiltrated the police department? And the massive car accident and power outage the night before were caused by the police department's pursuit of her?
Conan said thoughtfully: "So, Teacher Judy called us out because we came into contact with suspected members of the organization?"
"It is true," Yuya suddenly said.
James: "Do you suspect her too?"
Youye nodded and asked, "Do you know her code name?" Could it be Rum?
Judy said, "According to Xiu's intelligence, her code name is Curacao."
Yuya exhaled, a little disappointed. Isn't it Rum? He continued: "She is currently in a state of amnesia, so it is difficult to get information for the time being, but the smartphone she carries can be used as a storage medium..."
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain. James asked in surprise: "She also brought a smartphone?"
Yuya raised his hand to signal him not to worry: "The phone was on the bench where she was sitting at the time, but it was seriously damaged, and because of her amnesia, she didn't care at all that Conan took it away."
Kamal suggested: "In this case, shouldn't we send it to FBI headquarters for analysis?"
James and Judy nodded in agreement.
Yuya chuckled, "That would be too slow. I've asked a friend who's good at this to help with the repairs, and the results will be available soon."
James felt that this was a more appropriate approach, so he said, "After the results come out, please notify us immediately. We must know the details of the intelligence leak, otherwise the whole world will fall into panic."
James' words surprised Yuya and Conan. What kind of information could have been leaked to cause such serious consequences?
Facing the two people's questions, James sighed and said in a deep voice: "Undercover list."
Yuya's pupils shrank slightly: "What did you say?"
Judy said in a serious tone: "It is a list of undercover agents around the world that the National Police Agency has."
"No, are you serious?" Yuya subconsciously tried to stand up, but ended up bumping his head against the roof of the car. He covered his head and asked in disbelief, "Why is there something like this in the police department?"
"After all, can such important information be stolen so easily?"
The three FBI agents in the car fell silent at the same time, and James looked like he wanted to explain but couldn't.
Yuya understood it at a glance, perhaps there was some unspeakable deal hidden in it.
Forget it. He was too lazy to care about so many things. Let the police and politicians deal with such matters.
But the most important thing now is to find out how much information the silver-haired woman has stolen and whether she has obtained the entire undercover list.
If this happens, all the undercover agents who have infiltrated the organization will be killed.
Not only that, once this list is made public, intelligence agencies around the world will be paralyzed.
The key to the intelligence war can now be said to be completely in the hands of the Black Organization.
"There is still a chance now," Conan said with a gloomy face, "As long as we get the information from Curacao before the organization, there is still room for recovery. Now only three undercovers have been killed, right?"
You also shook his head: "This is just intelligence shared by other countries. Who knows if there are other people? Or maybe the organization is on the way to clean up."
"These three people are just the beginning."
After saying this, the car fell into a long silence.
Yuya's expression was also extremely ugly.
Amuro Toru, and Mizunashi Rena, they won't either...
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The parking lot outside the Toudou Police Hospital.
Toru Amuro was sitting in his Mazda, the car body of which had obvious signs of a collision, and he was holding a cell phone and talking to someone on the phone.
"Yes, at the Toudou Police Hospital... We can dispatch them if necessary. Please, Kazami."
After receiving a positive answer from the other party, Toru Amuro hung up the phone.
Toru Amuro got out of the car and when he looked up, he saw Vermouth wearing sunglasses walking towards him.
"Bourbon, why are you here?" asked Vermouth.
Amuro Toru: "Of course it's to bring that person back."
"Really?" Vermouth chuckled, "I thought you wanted to silence her completely before she recovers her memory." In short, it means silencing her.
Amuro Toru pretended to be confused: "I don't understand what you are saying, why should I do this?"
Vermouth laughed contemptuously, "How do you want to get close to her? She is under strict protection now and does not accept any meeting requests, or do you have a way to see her easily? For example, there is some special connection between her and the police."
Amuro Toru sighed, looking helpless: "Vermouth, what do you mean? You have been saying some incomprehensible things since just now."
"Forget it," Vermouth was a little impatient. She pulled the coat hanging on her arm, revealing a black hole of a gun pointing at Amuro Toru, "It's not convenient here. Let's talk somewhere else."
Amuro Toru was startled and vaguely guessed something, but he spread his hands nonchalantly and said, "No problem. If this is the order of the organization, I can only obey it."