Hakuba noodled, deep in thought again. In the last year and specially in the last weeks with Conan and Heiji, they'd managed to go beyond what just he and Kid had hoped to accomplish. Especially so quickly. Combining their information with the other's detectives, they managed to fill in blanks on both sides, creating a clearer picture of just where and what the Black Ops were up to.

However, Vermouth, Gin and Vodka remained elusive, much to his continued irritation. Which meant that they weren't getting anywhere near cutting off the head of the vile organization. At now they were traveling between worlds too, becoming more and more dangerous. Unfortunately, this meant that the organization was becoming increasingly erratic.

"I'm sorry that you all get mixed in this, Zechs."