MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 137 endgame 4

"Is that experiment really that miraculous? It can actually change the human brain, I have never heard of it." Amuro pretended to be interested and forced the topic in that direction.

The blonde sitting on the sofa lifted her eyelids and glanced at Amuro lukewarmly. "What is this? In the organization, there are more magical potions than this. These are just failures."

Failed product?

"What does a more successful... look like?"

"Hmm..." Belmod frowned slightly, looking like he was thinking. "The more successful thing is probably to completely brainwash one person into another person. New background, new life experience, new thinking, even new three views, new moral judgment, new behavior style."

!

Toru Amuro stiffened.

"Is this too powerful?"

"Well, who knows how the organization did it. So, why are you so interested in this experiment? Are you worried about being brainwashed? Don't worry, the organization won't take it easy on members with code names."

"…"

If you continue to ask, it is likely to arouse the suspicion of the other party.

Amuro paused for a while, then found a chair and sat down, subconsciously changing the subject.

"Speaking of which, why did you get on this ship too? Did the boss also arrange for you to go back?"

Didn't the boss want to see him this time, why did he call Belmode back together? Does the organization have to do something big?

"It said that there is an important task to be entrusted to me, who knows what it is." The blonde woman raised her hand to cover her mouth, yawned delicately, and a little water light appeared in her blue eyes. "I'm a little sleepy, let's go first, you are free."

Amuro was alone in the dimly lit hall.

He sat there quietly, stunned for a while, and then slowly got up.

·

One by one wooden cargo boxes are transported into the warehouse by workers.

Conan held his breath and stayed quietly in his box. In order to avoid exposing himself in the extremely dark environment because of a trace of light leaked from the mobile phone, he has never dared to open the mobile phone. The phone had been set to silent mode long before he got on the boat, and I don't know if Mr. Amuro saw his text messages...

"boom-"

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the wooden box, followed by a familiar huge vibration.

The ship has left port.

Conan covered his phone with his hand and carefully checked his inbox. It had been nearly an hour since he sent the text message, but the mailbox was clean, and neither Amuro Toru nor Okiya Subaru had responded.

This is not quite right. If Mr. Amuro alone did not respond, it is possible that he was too busy or was delayed by something. But this time, neither of them responded. It's impossible for Mr. Amuro and Mr. Okiya to be busy with the same thing. Looking at it from another angle, he has been unable to contact Mr. Amuro and Mr. Okiya. Could it be his own reason?

Just like...the signal on this ship is blocked!

·

Toru Amuro opened the hatch and stood on the cold deck.

The biting sea breeze was blowing in the face, and it penetrated through the pores of the silk threads of the clothes, making people shiver a little from the cold. It was only then that Toru Amuro realized that he had already broken out in a cold sweat.

He stood on the bow and looked down. The pitch-black ship broke through an equally dark sea and sailed forward. Under the light of the searchlight, the upturned white waves were quickly smashed by the hard hull, and washed away by the new waves. Replaced, showing an extremely fragile beauty.

Just now, he tried to find the maid, but the other party was like a drop of water flowing into the sea, leaving no trace. According to Belmode, the maid leaked the organization's information ten years ago. According to the time, she underwent brainwashing experiments about seven or eight years ago. But Jingguang and Xinhai underwent the experiment four years ago. Perhaps the drugs used in the experiment have been updated, and the sequelae have been greatly improved; perhaps the degree of brainwashing has deepened...

Judging from Xin Hai's performance when he woke up in the hospital this time, he shouldn't have too many mental problems. If they rescue Xin Hai in time and arrange for him to receive treatment, they may be able to slowly alleviate the damage caused by the drugs.

But all of this is just the best plan. There were even worse possibilities, which he didn't dare to touch at all.

Toru Amuro's eyes fell on the pitch-black sea.

The speed of this ship is about 50 kilometers per hour to 60 kilometers per hour, which is definitely not the speed of normal freight or commercial ships. This should be an organization-specific ship, with a little modification in the power design.

But even if the speed reaches such a high level, it will take at least 60 hours for them to reach the island located 3,000 kilometers away. During such a long voyage, it is absolutely impossible for people who have lost all communication equipment and positioning devices to clearly distinguish the direction and distance with the naked eye.

Plus there are very few staff on this ship. And... if according to Belmod's statement, it is very likely that every staff member has accepted the transformation of the potion and turned into a tool person who completely obeys the organization and has no will of his own. The tool man can no longer reveal any intelligence.

The superposition of these reasons is enough to explain why the organization has existed for so many years, but no one has been able to successfully find this legendary "base camp". Because those who know cannot speak, and those who can speak do not know.

Amuro Toru had already predicted the time he would need to spend before he officially boarded the ship, and had also taken into account the special situation that his mobile phone might be taken away. The junior was taken away on Christmas Day on December 25th. The ship left the port at 23:00 on December 27th, and it is estimated that it will arrive at its destination on the 30th.

He and the people from the Public Security Bureau agreed to officially act on January 1, so there was only one last day left for him to act alone.

In the last day left, he had to deal with the boss of the organization, and at the same time, find the location of Xin Haikong.

·

Conan used the knife he carried with him to cut the small opening he had reserved in the wooden box in advance, and slowly drilled out.

Since he can't get in touch with anyone, he can only rely on himself.

When he first got on the ship, he had already carefully observed the situation on the ship through that narrow aperture. This ship is very strange, the security personnel are pitiful, and, I don't know if it is because of the cargo hold, they did not see any staff along the way.

In this case, as long as he can carefully avoid monitoring, he may be able to find out the general situation of the ship. If he could feel the wheelhouse, he could even figure out the exact destination of the ship.

What's more, although the ship blocked all communication signals, if the ship itself wanted to drive normally, it was impossible not to turn on the radio equipment to detect the conditions of the sea ahead. If he can find the equipment used by the ship itself, and use this equipment to contact people on the shore, he may get more help.

The Xinhai police officer is still in danger, and he must figure out where the people of the organization are going to take the Xinhai police officer. In the original Tokyo Tower, if the Shinkai police officer hadn't rescued him, he would probably have died, would have been shattered by a bomb, or would have fallen from a height of 16 stories. Now that the Xinhai police officer is in danger, he can't stand by.

With a little more effort, it will definitely work!

With this thought in mind, Conan opened the old wooden door of the warehouse a small opening, suppressed the sound of the wooden door as much as possible, carefully stuck his head out, and then slowly moved his body outside the door, leaning against the wall. Move forward a little bit.

He didn't encounter any staff along the way, and it went smoothly to an unbelievable level. On a normal ship, the cab is always in a fixed position. Seeing that he is about to touch the floor where the cab is, Conan will inevitably start to get excited.

But I don't know if it was his illusion, this layer of surveillance suddenly became more and more. The road ahead is almost completely shrouded in surveillance, and it is impossible to traverse smoothly without evading surveillance. Conan hesitated, picked the locks into one of the crew's rooms, folded the chair over the table, and crawled with difficulty into the ventilation duct.

He crawled through the big dusty pipes for a long time and finally found the room where the cab was.

There was no one in the cab!

This is a godsend!

Excitedly, Conan ripped apart the grille of the vent and jumped from it.

Just as he was just standing firm on the spot, a chilling sound came from the door behind him, "Squeak-".

Conan instantly froze in place.

He slowly turned his head like a machine and looked at the door—

There was a tall blonde woman standing there, dressed in pure black clothes, without showing the slightest emotion on her gorgeous face.

The other party's blue eyes stared at Conan coldly, obviously he had already discovered his existence, and his right hand behind his back seemed to be preparing to take out a gun.

Conan's eyes widened involuntarily, and he froze in place not knowing what to do.

Ruined.

·

On the island, in a single-family villa.

The black-haired youth sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching TV while reaching for the snack tray on the coffee table. The slender fingers sifted through the pile of alphabet cookies for a long time, and finally turned out a chocolate-filled "B", stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it crunchly.

"What's wrong."

The silver-haired man sitting directly across from him frowned and taunted lukewarmly, without stopping the typing on his hand. Countless codes flashed quickly on the laptop screen on his lap.

"You'd better get out of here quickly." The black-haired youth turned out another "B" and made a rustling sound.

With the unfinished biscuits still in his mouth, he said vaguely, "Don't blame me for not warning you in advance, lest you run away when the time comes."

"Worry about yourself. I can swim back even if I jump into the sea, can you?"

"Do I need to jump into the sea?" The black-haired young man tilted his head, with a habitual gentle smile on his face.

"Stop facing me with that expression." Gin frowned. "Speaking of which, why did you let that woman pretend to be me?"

He closed the computer, a little puzzled.

As early as a day ago, Gin had already arrived on this island by private jet. But just now, he saw Belmod disguised as himself on the surveillance camera that came with the ship. The other party threw the silver wig with outstanding hair into the trash can as if throwing garbage, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Looking at it makes people strange and angry, and I can't wait to try my marksmanship.

But no matter how Belmore tried to provoke him, as long as the woman still cherished her life, she would not be so blatantly pretending to be him and swindling outside. The reason why the other party dared to do this is probably the order of the person beside him.

"What do you want her to do in my name, or attract someone? Why don't you just let me go? Letting that guy do it will only cause a lot of trouble..."

"Eat?"

The black-haired youth sitting on the sofa avoided his question, picked out another cookie with the letter "B" from the cookie pile, and handed it over.

"you-"

Gin took the biscuit for unknown reasons and held it in his hand.

"If you go, won't you shoot Amuro directly after getting on the boat?"

"..." Gin paused suspiciously for a few seconds.

This guy seems to have really thought about it.

Xin Haikong smiled helplessly.

"Also, when the ship arrived in port, it was when the group of people besieged the island. If it were you on board, I wouldn't have to go to jail to bail you out, right?"