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Chapter 122 - Chapter 122: Yukiko, Are You Serious? CIA's Scheme!

In McLean, Fairfax County, Virginia, a satellite city of Washington D.C., the CIA headquarters is located.

Numerous tall buildings formed a nearly rectangular complex, surrounded by many parking lots. Outside the complex, the surrounding mountains were densely forested, making the entire structure appear very hidden.

In the office of the CIA Director. The current director, Scipia, arrived at his office early in the morning. He leaned back in his boss's chair, looking relaxed, holding a cup of iced coffee.

Not long after, the office door was knocked upon. Following Scipia's "Come in," a man in his forties, somewhat balding, walked in.

"Director, these are the documents you requested."

Deputy Director Byrne seemed to be holding a hot potato. He quickly walked to Scipia's desk, placing the documents in front of him.

Scipia slowly took the documents, as if casually, and said, "These documents haven't passed through anyone else's hands, have they?"

Byrne's heart trembled. He said, "This is too important; I wouldn't dare let anyone else touch it."

Scipia nodded with satisfaction. He quickly flipped through the documents in his hand.

After a long time, he spoke, "Do you see any problems with this plan?"

Byrne pondered carefully before replying, "There is a certain risk, so we need a highly skilled individual who can absolutely complete the mission. We must ensure no mistakes. This time, the distance is over 800 meters, a Danger Level of extreme difficulty."

"Then who do you have in mind?"

"Your adopted son, codenamed 'Vic,' or you can call him Adam Scipia."

"But he's not the record holder for the highest confirmed sniper shot in the CIA right now," Scipia said flatly.

"You are correct. Among active agents, there has been a sniper shot from a distance of over 1500 meters. But such sniper shots have a greater proportion of luck."

Byrne paused, then continued, "...Even if we let that record holder attempt such a shot again, his success rate isn't very high."

"But Adam Scipia is different. At a distance of 800 meters, his shooting accuracy reaches 96%. This is already an astonishing achievement."

"You should know that hitting a target at 300 meters is considered a qualified sniper, and at 600 meters, it's absolutely elite."

"To my knowledge, within the CIA, there isn't a more stable sniper at this distance. Among the people I know, only the FBI's Akai Shuichi might be able to surpass him slightly."

"But people from the FBI, we wouldn't dare use them, and we can't."

For a sniper, stability is more important than range!

Scipia was silent for a moment, then said, "Then... do you think we can use him?"

"He's your adopted son. You raised him from a young age, and he's done many things for you. He's deeply trusted and valued."

"Heh, Byrne, you don't quite understand. Adam is still too young. He's always been putting on a show for me, and he thinks he acts very well, but sometimes he tries too hard."

"What do you mean?"

"Adam has his own hidden agenda. He can't hide it from me. His performance has always been to obey my orders, but he often pretends to be unwilling."

Byrne's heart sank. Indeed, he is the Director of the CIA. His keen observation and cautiousness in handling affairs are truly something to learn.

"This time, the matter is critical. Besides you, I absolutely cannot allow any information to leak. Byrne, you go find Adam and assign him this mission."

Scipia shoved the documents into a manila folder, handing it to Byrne.

As the other party was about to accept it, Scipia's hand pressed down on the manila folder, and he said coldly in a low voice, "If Adam accepts this mission without any hesitation, then keep a close eye on him."

"If Adam refuses or shows even a hint of hesitation, do not entertain any luck-based thinking; directly eliminate him."

"I've raised him for nearly twenty years; I understand his personality. If he shows any hesitation, he will definitely refuse."

Byrne's heart turned cold. He couldn't help but say, "He is your adopted son."

"Heh heh, so what if he's an adopted son? Although I didn't raise him for this moment, I certainly didn't foresee these things, but my goal in raising him is to use him at critical moments."

"A person who cannot be used, no matter how excellent, may instead become a troublesome enemy."

Scipia took a sip of coffee, speaking calmly.

"Adam's real strength is very strong, not easy to deal with." Byrne said.

"No matter how strong he is, he's still just one person. Faced with the entire CIA, what power does he have to resist? Reality isn't a movie; you mustn't be deceived by silly Hollywood movies."

"He's strong. Faced with an elite tactical squad, with dozens of assault rifles, what can he do? Faced with the explosion of an entire building? Faced with overwhelming stun grenades? How is he supposed to survive?"

Byrne fell silent. He agreed with Scipia's words. Adam Scipia, who was also Fujiwara Tetsu, was indeed the most outstanding among the current active agents, but wanting to get rid of him wasn't difficult; at most, they would lose some manpower.

Byrne was now more filled with dread. A person, even if they raised a stray dog, would develop feelings. Scipia had raised the other party for nearly twenty years, just to eliminate his adopted son for something the other party might refuse...

Truly ruthless!

"Byrne."

Byrne, who had just stepped out the door, heard Scipia's words. His hand gripping the doorknob froze. He turned his head and said, "Is there something else, Director?"

Scipia smiled gently and said, "Do well. I recognize your ability. As long as you do well, my current position in the future will be yours."

Byrne licked his lips and nodded vigorously.

Fujiwara Tetsu, I hope you understand things better and complete the mission directly. Then I won't have to worry about finding a replacement.

On the Shinkansen line from Tokyo to Gunma Prefecture, Fujiwara Tetsu chatted with Kudou Yukiko and Eri Kisaki.

"Fujiwara-kun, I'm really sorry to make you accompany Eri and me to Gunma Prefecture. Gunma Prefecture isn't a very fun place, and it's relatively poor; it's certainly not a tourist spot."

"This time, I'm going to Gunma Prefecture mainly to pay my respects to my parents."

Kudou Yukiko was a sophisticated woman. In their conversation, she could always make everyone present feel at ease.

"If you ask me, the most famous scenery in Gunma Prefecture is you, Big Sister Yukiko. I'm traveling with a beautiful sight, how could I feel bored?"

Kudou Yukiko covered her mouth, her brows curving. "Fujiwara-kun really knows how to talk nicely. I like the word 'Big Sister'."

Eri Kisaki, beside them, said unhappily, "Fujiwara, you call her 'Big Sister,' but you call me 'Ms.'?"

"What, Eri, are you angry? This shows Fujiwara-kun has good eyesight; he could tell at a glance that I'm younger than you."

Kudou Yukiko teased her best friend.

Eri Kisaki let out a cold laugh. "Oh, really? Yukiko, after all these years, you still want to compete with me, huh? Back in high school, when we were judging beauty pageants, we were evenly matched in votes."

"How about we decide the winner now? You, Fujiwara, should cast this last vote. Who do you think is prettier, me or Yukiko? Who maintains themselves better?"

Eri Kisaki's gaze was strong, carrying a challenging provocativeness in her eyes. Yukiko, still acting like a young girl, childishly said, "I~ I think Eri's idea is good."

"Fujiwara-kun, quickly cast your crucial vote. Who looks better, me or Eri?" As she spoke, Yukiko, still full of mischief, pulled out a small mirror and secretly checked her own figure.

Fujiwara Tetsu's face instantly broke out in a sweat. He glanced left and right and said, "You both look good, very good."

At this moment, only a fool would make a choice.

"Fujiwara, don't play dumb. Tell us honestly."

"That's right, Fujiwara-kun, as a man, you can't escape. You must choose between me and Eri."

Saying this, Kudou Yukiko lifted one of her slender, beautiful legs. Her fair, shapely leg, clad in flesh-colored stockings and white high heels, gently tapped Fujiwara Tetsu's leg.

Fujiwara Tetsu glanced over. Kudou Yukiko's toes curled, almost using only the tips of her high heels, revealing her delicate instep.

Fujiwara Tetsu suddenly felt that this woman didn't seem so bold because she was threatened; instead, she was truly alluring.

Eri Kisaki saw Kudou Yukiko's bold behavior and Fujiwara Tetsu's 'as if sitting on pins and needles' expression. Her attitude softened. "Yukiko, don't force Fujiwara. He's still a student."

"What's wrong with being a student? Fujiwara-kun is already an adult. Eri, you've been divorced for so many years, haven't you ever thought of finding a young man as handsome as Fujiwara-kun?"

Eri Kisaki couldn't hold back. She knew her best friend was being bold in her words, but this brazenness was probably because of the money involved.

However, Eri Kisaki was not one to be easily defeated. She sneered, "I don't know if I've thought about it or not, but it seems you, Yukiko, have. You mustn't get too carried away with your own family's Shinichi."

She was subtly reminding Yukiko not to go too far.

Who knew that Kudou Yukiko was not at all bothered? She said, "Then if I have to sue you and Yuu-chan, Eri, you must help me fight for more assets."

This time, even Fujiwara Tetsu was impressed. He hadn't noticed before, but now he realized that Conan's mother was quite impressive, making him feel a bit restless.

A mature older sister truly is terrifying!

Eri Kisaki was somewhat helpless. Having known Kudou Yukiko for so many years, she understood that Yukiko seemed to be serious this time.

As a best friend, what could she do? She could only help hide it.

"Forget it. If we're discovered and actually go to court, then I'll just go into seclusion and take responsibility."

Just as Fujiwara Tetsu was thinking about Yukiko, his phone vibrated.

The vibration frequency told him that his home camera had captured an outsider. He quickly pulled out his phone and opened a software.

Through controlling the hidden cameras, Fujiwara Tetsu quickly found the culprit.

A small boy, lurking near his house.

"Conan? What is this brat doing at my house? Is he really investigating me?"

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