"Boy, the destination is up ahead."
Beneath the surface of the sea, Vermouth spoke through the communication device.
Toru, who was moving forward with the underwater propulsion vehicle, gave a slight nod, not caring whether Vermouth could see him or not.
Before him, a massive structure appeared.
It was a spectacular floating island, like an artificial island standing on the surface of the sea.
Most of it was above the water, resembling a combination of countless drilling platforms. Beneath the sea surface, like tentacles, crisscrossing metal bars extended downward.
Upon closer inspection, there were many flashing lights inside the seemingly metal structure. They were all large servers being cooled by seawater.
The entire structure was like the Sun God ride in an amusement park, placed underwater.
Although this structure was equipped with radar on top, it was not particularly advanced, since it was only an international police facility managed by the International Criminal Police Organization.
High-level radars from various countries could not be installed on it.
Moreover, even if it had active phased array radar, with so many marine creatures underwater, there was no way Toru and Vermouth, two small targets, could be detected by radar.
Led by Vermouth, Toru followed her to an outlet beneath the building complex.
Vermouth stopped in front of the outlet and pressed a few buttons on the screen on her wrist.
A few seconds later, the outlet opened from the inside, revealing a passage leading into the building.
The two moved forward again, and before long, they left the water and entered the building.
"This is the password Pinga obtained when he previously infiltrated the International Police headquarters. He is now inside this buoy, impersonating another engineer, and he left a backdoor in the system."
Vermouth took off her diving suit while explaining to Toru.
"Boy, if you want to kill Rum, you have to get rid of Pinga first."
"Why?"
"Pinga, like Curacao, is Rum's confidant. He is very familiar with Rum's words and actions. Although I have observed Rum for quite some time and have mastered his habits, there is still a chance Pinga could see through me."
Vermouth explained, "So, just in case, it is best to get rid of him. Only the dead are the safest."
Toru gave a slight nod, agreeing with Vermouth's words.
The two took off their diving suits and left them there for the time being. They would need to leave through this outlet later.
Toru and Vermouth both changed into the clothes of cleaners inside the Pacific Buoy. Wearing hats, they first went to the room where the cleaning supplies were stored and found a tool cart, warning signs, and other equipment.
Then the two quietly waited there, using the surveillance system inside the Pacific Buoy, accessed through the system backdoor that had already been planted, to observe Naomi Argento.
In the central control room of the Pacific Buoy, Naomi stared in shock at the images being transmitted back.
The Pacific Buoy's worldwide surveillance system had just been activated. As the creator of the full-age recognition system, she was connecting the two systems for an experiment.
Then Naomi suddenly had a thought and remembered her elementary school friend, Shiho Miyano.
With the idea of seeing what Shiho Miyano was doing now, she directly used an elementary school photo she had kept and entered it into the system.
Unexpectedly, the full-age recognition system did not find Shiho Miyano through surveillance cameras around the world.
Instead, through age detection, it found a little girl named Haibara who looked exactly like Shiho Miyano when she was a child!
For a moment, Naomi suspected that there might be a problem with her system.
However, having personally seen Shiho as a child, she was very certain that the little girl who had been found looked exactly like Shiho as a child, without the slightest difference!
With deep doubts in her heart, Naomi left her workstation and prepared to go to the restroom.
In the tool room, Vermouth, who had been watching the surveillance cameras, said, "The target is going to the restroom. Let's go too."
Toru nodded slightly. The two pushed the tool cart and walked openly down the corridor inside the building.
According to the timing they had calculated, just as Naomi entered the restroom, Vermouth pushed the tool cart inside. Toru placed the "Do Not Enter" sign at the restroom door and pretended to mop the floor with a broom.
"Excuse me, it is being cleaned inside. If you are in a hurry, perhaps you could use another restroom."
A woman wanted to enter the restroom but was stopped outside by Toru.
The woman frowned and complained to her colleague, "Why is the women's restroom being cleaned by a man? Isn't the restroom supposed to be for women only?"
Despite saying that, she and her colleague still left, preparing to use another restroom.
Inside the restroom, Naomi, who had just finished using the toilet, was washing her hands at the sink.
Vermouth suddenly appeared behind her, covering her mouth with one hand while injecting a syringe into Naomi's neck with the other.
Panic appeared on Naomi's face, and she tried to struggle, but soon, a wave of drowsiness washed over her, and she completely fainted.
Vermouth let her curl up, stuffed her into the tool cart, pushed the cart out of the restroom, and nodded to Toru, who was mopping the floor at the door.
Toru immediately packed up the equipment and left with Vermouth.
Just then, Conan also walked out of the men's restroom beside it.
As he brushed past Toru and Vermouth, he suddenly stopped and turned his head back, looking at the two as they left with some confusion.
For some reason, his detective's intuition made him feel that there was something wrong with those two people.
However, he could not pinpoint exactly what the problem was, so he shook his head and returned to the central control room.
When Toru saw Conan, he also muttered inwardly that he could see this kid wherever he went, but this also proved that their kidnapping seemed to be going very smoothly.
Because wherever Conan was, someone would die, or a major case would occur.
Pushing the tool cart, Toru and Vermouth returned to Outlet 283. They put a respirator on Naomi, then exchanged glances, nodded, and submerged into the Pacific Ocean again.
Twenty minutes later, they returned to the location of the private yacht.
After temporarily settling Naomi, Vermouth pointed to the nautical chart and said, "Let's go. Our destination is here. Someone is waiting for us there."
More than an hour later, the Pacific Buoy finally discovered Naomi's disappearance, and the entire buoy immediately fell into chaos.
By this time, Toru and Vermouth had long since left the area of the buoy and arrived in an uninhabited area of the Pacific Ocean.
At this moment, the seawater in front of them separated to both sides, like a whale spouting water.
A submarine about sixty meters long emerged from beneath the water.
Seeing this submarine, Toru narrowed his eyes.
This submarine was actually America's Longfin-class conventional submarine. It was the last batch of conventionally powered submarines built by America and had been decommissioned in the last century.
After that, all of America's submarines were nuclear-powered, with no more conventionally powered ones.
And for such a submarine to be obtained by the Black Organization and still be usable, this Organization truly could not be underestimated.
The submarine surfaced, and the exit was opened by the people inside.
Gin, dressed in black clothes and wearing a black hat, climbed out from the ladder.
He stood on the submarine, hands in his pockets, looking at Toru on the private yacht. His eyes were cold, revealing a terrifying expression.
"You are Martini?"
(To be continued.)
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