On Sunday, January 8th, before noon, Miyamoto's family.

After Conan came back from Dr. Agasa's house, he couldn't help but want to know the matter earlier, so he came over.

"Hello uncle, I'll look for Yamazaki."

Miyamoto Ichiro, who came to open the door, nodded, and turned sideways to let Conan enter.

Conan entered the living room and said hello to Miko Miyamoto, "Hello Auntie."

Miko Miko smiled and said, "I'm fine, but a large group of people were implicated by your affairs."

Conan smiled dryly and said, "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it."

Miko Miko smiled and said, "I know, so I won't pay attention to you."

Conan laughed dryly and changed the topic, "That, may I ask Yamazaki..."

"It's in the game." Miko Miyamoto said, and then asked, "You can't wait to come over, are you asking about that organization?"

"Yes," Conan said seriously, "I heard from the doctor that Yamazaki had met them."

"That's right," Miko Miyamoto said, "but nothing is related to you."

"How could it be? Any details may be the key to grasping them," Conan said.

Miko Miko Miyamoto said: "The problem is that you are too close to the Bureau of Investigation. If the Bureau of Investigation knows about it and lets him intervene, our transaction will be ruined."

Conan asked with anger, "What deal did you make with them?"

"Well, this can tell you, and let you know how much money you have caused to settle the trouble." Miko Miko said, "The deal is a piece of information about crude oil."

"Ah?" Conan didn't understand at all.

Miko Miko said: "Simply put, organizations can make profits from the crude oil market through this intelligence, ranging from millions of dollars to billions of dollars."

"What!" Conan was shocked and said angrily, "How can you do this!"

Miyamoto Miko said angrily: "Pay attention to your tone, boy."

Conan reacted and saluted, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Well, this is almost the same." Miyamoto Miko said, "If you can always be so honest, then there will be no such thing. You have to understand that this is helping you with the aftermath."

"I..." Conan said nothing.

"Okay, go back." Miko Miyamoto said, "If you don't go back, Ran will call you for lunch."

"Yes." Conan said weakly, "Then I will say goodbye." Then he saluted Miyamoto and his wife, and then left.

"Trouble boy." Miko Miyamoto shook her head.

"New Year's money." Miyamoto Ichiro said.

"Ha," Miko Miyamoto smiled, "forgot this, but this kid is not here to pay New Year's greetings, forget it, forget it."

"Okay." Miyamoto Ichiro agreed...

On the other side, organize the base.

"What did you say? The car is going to stay here?"

"Nonsense, do you want to expose it again?"

Chianti was very dissatisfied with what Belmode said to keep his car, but she had nothing to say about Belmode's accusations.

Looking at Chianti and Cohen's reluctance, Belmode shook his head and smiled, "Forget it, when I make money this time, I'll buy one for you one."

"Really?" Chianti was surprised.

"Money is not a problem," Belmode smiled. "The problem is not to play in China. I will place my car in the Middle East. This kind of supercar is not conspicuous there. If you want to play, go there."

"Middle East," Chianti was a little excited, "Well, then go to the Middle East during this vacation."

"Okay." Cohen was also a little excited.

Vodka asked, "Well, can I get a ram pickup?"

"No problem." Belmode smiled, "The car money is just a little bit."

Gin said coldly: "Belmode, are you too happy too early?"

"Don't worry," Belmode smiled. "I believe that the judgment of the beautiful mood consortium, there will definitely be something wrong with Yilang's nuclear issue. With the funds I have, I dare not say that I can make more. It is definitely okay to make 300 million US dollars. The above earns more. This is also the reason why the above recognizes my transaction."

"Hmph." Gin snorted coldly, without saying a word.

"Don't be stern. I'll give you a 911 car at that time," Belmode smiled. "That is definitely suitable for you, it's just tailor-made."

Gin didn't say a word and turned around and left.

Belmode shrugged, "Okay, after this joke, you can withdraw first, and finally leave this aftermath to me. Remember, you wear masks and fake documents, don't cause trouble."...

Miyamoto's family, after lunch.

Yamazaki received a text message, hoping that he would go downstairs to talk after lunch, with the signature Belmode.

Yamazaki sighed that he calculated the lunch time.

Yamazaki said to his family, went downstairs and saw someone standing in the fire aisle, an old man.

"Belmode?"

"Mr. Yamazaki."

Yamazaki sighed: "It's not the first time we've met, right?"

"To be precise, we have never met before." Belmode smiled.

"You have been in Akira Mikacho before, on the one hand, to attract the attention of the Bureau of Investigation, and on the other hand, to investigate the situation of the Bureau of Investigation." Yamazaki said, "It seems that the series of things such as the Undead Ship and Rumaki Okuda seem to be your work."

Belmode said: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"It's okay if you don't admit it. I don't have that curiosity," said Yamazaki. "Aunt Eiri once ate toxic chocolate, but she didn't die. Naturally, there is only one reason. The person who started the attack showed mercy. I want to start the attack should still be."

Belmode said: "We should go to Murakami for Hideri's affairs."

"You killed him and then dressed up as him, right? It's not just him," Yamazaki said. "Mr. Sotaro Goshi, Mr. Kenzo Toyama, Dr. Keisuke Fukuto, etc., are just scapegoats."

Belmode chuckled, "Your imagination is rich."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it," Yamazaki said. "In general, you don't want to have an irreversible conflict with us, that's enough."

"What crimes can be committed in this society that can be robbed in the financial market? No, it is speculation, it comes faster, is more legitimate and safer?" Belmode asked and answered himself, "No, so I don't agree with going to war with you, but if the above must fight, there is nothing to say."

"Of course." Yamazaki said, "If you really cross the line, we won't care how many people will die in the future."

"Ha..." Belmode smiled, "we are the same."

The laughter was not a bit murderous intent. Yamazaki understood that it was not a joke, it meant that Belmode, the previous one, had no feeling of murder, and he really didn't care how many people he killed. With this ability to disguise, it means that this person was extremely dangerous.

"Okay, let's not say these unclear words." Yamazaki said, "Let's talk about what's wrong."

Belmode said: "Of course it's a transaction. The base has been exposed by you. You have to find a buyer."

"Didn't you say you were going to abandon it?" Yamazaki had a toothache. He came to find a buyer, but the worst thing was that this surrender was appropriate, because according to the base, he would obtain some information about the organization, which was equivalent to spending money to buy information, which was a bit expensive.

"Anyway, it's just to recover some losses." Belmode said, "If you don't want it, then there will be a leak and explosion of the gas pipeline there."

"You guys are cruel." Yamazaki sighed, "I want it." Then he said, "I guess you must have acted as an opponent in your operation, and may have done some small moves to not make the situation worse, so this is a gift."

"That's thank you." Belmode made a default on this question.

Yamazaki asked, "How many?"

"Including two sports cars, a total of 1.5 billion yen," Belmode said.

"Is this a tie-in?" Yamazaki couldn't help laughing and crying.

"We have no place to deal with sports cars, so it's a pity to destroy them, right?" Belmode smiled. "At most, we will rent a car specifically for your car rental companies in the future. I think Mazda will be good."

Yamazaki said angrily: "If you are not afraid of being discovered, you can increase your income for us."

Belmode chuckled twice, then looked at his watch, "The relevant documents are in the base, you will know after reading them. Remember to pay the tax for us. The procedures are too troublesome for us to handle."

"I'm speechless." Yamazaki sighed.

"Okay, it's not too late, I'll leave first," Belmode smiled. "You're very happy to chat with Mr. Yamazaki, bye."

Looking at Belmode who was leaving with a wave of his hand, Yamazaki shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly: "If it were me, I would not be in a bad mood."...
Chapter completed!