Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 118 Detectives' Nocturne (Part )

In the Poirot Café, the mercenary was calmly sitting in a seat near the back eating a sandwich, and Amuro Toru silently brought him the freshly brewed coffee.

"Senior, why did you come to see me? Is there some urgent task?"

"No, I just heard that you were working here, so I came here to eat for free." The mercenary stuffed a sandwich into his mouth.

Amuro Toru was somewhat helpless: "This is really your style, senior."

"I heard that you seem to be trying to get information about an underground intelligence worker recently?"

"Yes, that 'Ms. Farrow' travels between casinos, selling information to those gangs. I wonder what kind of information she gets from."

"Everyone who works in intelligence has their own methods. You've met a colleague who's better than you, and you're not convinced?"

"Senior, you're joking. I'm just worried that one day she'll get access to intelligence about the organization, which could be detrimental to it. Eliminating such uncertainties beforehand is the best option. Unfortunately, she's too cunning. Every time a conflict occurs, she manages to reap the benefits and escape unscathed."

Amuro Toru hoped to get some information from the mercenary: "Senior, you are a mercenary, so you should know a lot of information dealers on the street. Do you have any information about her?"

"I'm not sure. At least when I was a mercenary, this lady wasn't very active. I contacted old clients with whom I had exchanged intelligence, but they couldn't explain it either."

"That's really troublesome. Speaking of which, I heard from Gin and Vermouth that they encountered an organization called Oritis. Have you heard of it, Senior?"

The mercenary frowned. "I've heard of the infamous Manor. That's the name of that organization. I came into contact with them during a previous assignment, but I don't know any specific information about them."

Amuro Toru pinched his chin and thought: "I see. I saw that Senior was seriously injured when he came back some time ago, but the organization didn't take any new actions at that time. What happened?"

"I was hunted by my former enemies and there's a hole in my chest," the mercenary said, pressing his chest. "Luckily I'm lucky, otherwise I would have been roasted like a skewer."

"That's really dangerous."

"Hey, Bourbon, let me give you a piece of advice. Your own safety is the most important thing when you're working on intelligence. Don't get yourself involved in the investigation."

After saying that, the mercenary stood up and left the Poirot Café without leaving any bill. Amuro Toru had no choice but to pay for the mercenary: "Huh, luckily the senior didn't eat too much this time." He remembered that last time Vodka was so desperate to treat him, his small treasury was eaten up by the senior. After that, Vodka never went to a restaurant with the senior again, or it could be said that no one in the entire organization dared to go to a restaurant with the senior.

A few days later, at the Maori Detective Agency, Conan and his friends were watching a report on a recent bank robbery on TV. While the three were discussing, Amuro Toru came up with a plate of sandwiches. He also deduced that Maori Kogoro was about to meet a client.

Today, a client did make an appointment to meet with Kogoro Mouri. The client made the appointment through the firm's website.

The client, Kei Katatsuka, sent a text message saying that the meeting place would be changed to Columbus Cafe, so Toru Amuro went with the three of them. However, after waiting for a long time, the client did not show up, so they had to return to the office.

Inside the office, Maori Kogoro wanted to go to the restroom, but the client sent a text message asking them to return to Columbus Cafe. Now Conan and Amuro Toru realized that something was wrong. There must be someone hiding in the office.

Just as several people were about to search the office, a gunshot was heard in the toilet. Conan hurried over and opened the door, only to see a dead man sitting on the toilet and a woman tied up with tape.

After a while, Inspector Megure arrived at the scene. After some questioning, he found out that the woman was Miss Kei Katatsuka.

She came to visit Kogoro Mouri to ask him to help her find a locker, but was attacked by a man who claimed to be his assistant and then tied up in the toilet.

According to Officer Takagi's examination report, there was no reaction to gunpowder smoke on Kei Katatsuka's body, so everyone thought that the man had committed suicide out of desperation.

Later, Conan and Amuro Toru also asked about Kazuka Kei, and Conan felt that Kazuka Kei's brother looked very familiar. On the other side, Inspector Megure examined the dead man. He had 5,000 yuan in change and a pile of 1,000 yuan bills on him, which looked strange.

After the matter was over, everyone planned to send Miss Kenzuka home, and Toru Amuro offered to use his own car.

Inspector Megure noticed Toru Amuro and complained that there was another detective around Kogoro Mouri. After asking, Toru Amuro learned about the existence of Masumi Sera.

At this time, the mercenary returned to a bar base of the Black Organization, where Gin and Vodka were also.

Gin lit a cigarette and said, "I heard you've been hanging around out lately and came back with injuries all over your body?"

"Unlucky to have run into an enemy." The mercenary walked over and sat down next to Gin. "I finally managed to take care of him, but I only got a few bruises."

Vodka was a little helpless: "You are too noisy. You came back with a hole as big as a bowl on your chest that day, and we were really scared."

"I'm very tough. I can't die." The mercenary ignored Vodka's probing look. "If you're really worried, I'll order a few more plates of food for me."

So Vodka held on to his wallet tightly.

Seeing that he couldn't get food for free, the mercenary had to order his own food. "By the way, Bourbon has been gathering intelligence in Beika Town disguised as a detective recently, and it seems he's even become a disciple of Maori Kogoro."

"Those secretive people are always annoying." Gin snorted. "He still thinks Akai Shuichi is not dead and wants to track down the clues."

"He's really persistent." The mercenary stuffed the newly served plates of sushi into his mouth.

After a while, the undertaker also arrived at the base: "Negroni, I heard that you almost died last time. Now it seems that you are still so alive and kicking. What a pity."

"There's no need to curse me to death like this. I don't want to lie in your coffin so early."

"How should I put it? Your life is as tenacious as edamame."

Vodka: "Huh? What do you mean?"

"As soon as you open the pod, it pops out."

The mercenary glared at the undertaker angrily: "You are as gloomy as a mochi every day. How dare you say that to me?"

The undertaker blinked his eyes and said, "Oh, really? I even bought the latest champagne mousse cake to come and see you, but you really don't appreciate it." After saying that, he pretended to leave.

The mercenary's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees. "Wait, I was wrong. You truly are everyone's ideal funeral director, the Grim Reaper wearing a wreath of yellow roses. Please forgive my rude words just now."

"That's better." The undertaker placed the cake box in front of the mercenary.

Vodka: "So the Negroni is controlled by the Snow Country?"

Gin: “…”