Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 487 Cleanup Operation (Part 1)

"Ah, what a peaceful night." The prophet took off his blindfold and admired the night view.

If you ignore the screams of those Black Organization members who are still alive but cannot escape from the sea of ​​fire because of broken limbs, the night here is indeed quiet. Unfortunately, the screams and the crackling of flames have drowned out the chirping of insects brought by the breeze.

"We've almost cleared the safe houses here, it's time to retreat." The Prophet put his eye mask back on. "It's a pity that those secret bases hidden in the downtown area can't be wiped out all at once..."

Gin, who was guarding the most important laboratory under Rum's orders, watched his phone go silent, no longer receiving any responses, and became furious. He shot a test tube in the lab, frightening the researcher so much that he immediately ran away from him, clutching his data.

"Damn it, so Oritis and her gang didn't come to this place?" Gin suddenly exerted force and crushed his cell phone into a piece of scrap metal.

Vermouth looked at the furious Gin and didn't laugh at his thoughts. She just thought silently in her heart: "If Oritis deliberately didn't attack this place, then it means that they have an undercover agent inside the organization!"

But this didn't seem to have anything to do with her. If Oritis could really kill the boss hiding behind the scenes, she would be able to gain true freedom, even if she had to live a life of disguising herself and hiding from people every day.

In addition, ever since the previous head of the Melody family stopped participating in high-society banquets, she had no way of getting any information about this great noble from people in these circles. The most recent piece of news was the bloody murder that had occurred in the Melody mansion.

Vermouth is still very worried that Xiaolan will become the target of the Oritis Manor. After all, the other party has threatened her with this "angel" in front of her many times.

The mercenaries standing in the background seemed to be watching the excitement. Amuro Toru, observing their reactions, knew that Oletus hadn't set his sights on this laboratory. He read the news coming from the public security department and guessed that Oletus's men had already turned the Black Organization's outer safe houses upside down. As for the pharmaceutical and food processing plants, they were already engulfed in flames. The public security department was organizing personnel to put out the fires and see if they could get any useful information.

Toru Amuro felt that there was an 80% chance that nothing would be left. First, there was the philanthropist who took advantage of the situation, and then there was the fire investigator who set fire to the place out of passion. The only valuable items left in these places might be charcoal.

Gin naturally thought that there might be an undercover agent of Oritis in the organization. He glanced coldly at every code member present, and his gloomy gaze stayed on the mercenary for a long time. Then, Gin slowly raised his pistol, pointing the muzzle at the mercenary.

There was no fear on the mercenary's face. He even stared at Gin's hand holding the gun with interest, wanting to see if he would really pull the trigger.

"Brother..." Vodka felt that the current atmosphere was not very good.

"Hmph." Gin snorted coldly, sheathed his pistol, and turned to everyone. "The traitor is most likely Kiel. He hasn't been heard from since he went to the pharmaceutical factory to provide support."

"Could it be that something unexpected happened to Gil and he unfortunately fell into the hands of Oritis's gang?" Vermouth jumped out and sang a different tune.

"That cunning woman doesn't seem like the type to die in a fire." Gin said and strode away, followed by a trembling Vodka.

The mercenary yawned. "Looks like Rum's going to be pissed. He had the intelligence, but he played it so badly. I guess he won't even be in the mood to make sushi these days."

Toru Amuro complained silently: This information was provided by you. Your people are holding a bunch of hidden cards, while Rum is attacking with open cards. It would be strange if they don't lose.

Vermouth took a deep breath and prepared to leave: "It seems that today's affairs are coming to an end. I will leave first."

The mercenary watched Vermouth leave, then turned to look at Amuro Toru: "Today is a day of great harvest."

Amuro Toru smiled and said, "Come on, I think with the abilities of you and your companions, those places that have been visited should not leave any valuable information except for charcoal."

"However, I'm a little curious why you didn't come directly here? I don't think those supervisors would be able to take down a laboratory like this, even if it's guarded by the organization's elite and codenamed members."

"Because it's not necessary." The mercenary put his hands behind his head. "After all, it wouldn't be fun if I accidentally scared the boss away. Using a raven as a symbol, haha, just happens to look like a certain raven."

Amuro Toru raised an eyebrow. "Speaking of Raven, how is Mr. Orpheus's condition? He seems to have barely left the house lately."

"Miss Alice said that the dissociative identity experiment has yielded good results. Perhaps we can solve that problem in a while."

[Novelist: So I'm going to break apart, right?]

[Surveyor: This isn't the first time you've cracked. Look at the detective in the hall and "Special Charm," and little Orphee in Miss Alice's camera.]

[Acrobat: Exactly.]

[Joker: Exactly.]

[Professor: Wait, according to Ms. Alice, we are also going to split apart, right?]

[Acrobat: Eh?]

[Explorer: If that's the case, how will the wages be calculated? Do I need to pay an extra "my share" of the wages?]

[Professor: Look on the bright side, at least “we” can get double the wages now.]

[Joker: Why do I feel like you're the happiest person? Two people, two research grants...]

[Professor: Yes, then I won’t have to worry about my body switching back and forth because of the experiments.]

[Explorer: Or maybe it's better if only Orpheus splits open. If we have so many more personalities, we won't have enough room.]

[Entomologist: I agree. After all, I'm going to have an ID personality soon, and I don't want to sleep alone in the room while someone else sleeps in the greenhouse.]

[Novelist: You guys are so hard to please. Fortunately, I'm not a real estate owner, so I don't have to deal with all those random complaints.]

The next morning, the newspapers were filled with reports of fires and terrorist attacks that had occurred in many places the previous night. Conan was reading the newspapers at Dr. Agasa's house, and he was horrified that the Oletus Manor had destroyed so many Black Organization bases in just one night.

It’s not that the public security department is not strong enough, it’s just that they have a lot of concerns and can only send out a small number of people each time. They also have to consider the subsequent handling issues, so when fighting against the Black Organization, they can only use undercover and decapitation operations.

On the other hand, the people at Oritis Manor had no scruples and attacked the Black Organization fiercely. Both the survivors and the supervisors had unique skills, and the members of the Black Organization had never seen such a mysterious opponent.

However, after all this trouble at Oritis Manor, the public security personnel responsible for the aftermath will have to work overtime.