After Crossing, I Made Conan Cry

Various instruments of torture were placed in the eerie interrogation room, and the man who was paralyzed on the electric chair could no longer scream at some point. He could only tell from his twitching fingers that he was still alive for the time being. .

Rum hung up the phone, looked at the scene on the surveillance screen with cold eyes, and turned on the microphone:

"Go on, Curacao, I want to hear why he betrayed me."

The man in the interrogation room was originally his confidant, but he deliberately tripped him up when he was investigating who had stolen the undercover list.

If it wasn't for him, Rum wouldn't have been able to find out who the other party was for so long, and naturally the undercover list would not have been taken away as a trophy.

Thinking of how he was scolded by Renye Karasuma in front of Bell Moder yesterday, Rum stared coldly at the re-interrogation on the surveillance screen, and dialed Renye Karasuma after a while Yay for video calls.

"Boss."

At the other end of the video, Renye Karasuma was surrounded by several people in white coats. When Rum saw this posture, he knew that his body might have undergone another rescue just now.

Knowing that he had offended Karasuma Renya because of the undercover list, Rum didn't dare to look any further. Seeing Karasuma Renya's gaze turned, he quickly reported the current progress of the whole matter to Karasuma Renya.

Karasuma Renya's expression was mostly blocked by the ventilator, and Rum could barely find a trace of thought in his cloudy eyes.

"Rum, don't you think this is a coincidence?"

After someone stole the organization's undercover list, someone happened to betray him during Rum's investigation, and just when Rum caught the betrayer and was about to deal with that Masaaki Okakura, he found that he had been killed, and the murderer was still there. From the belongings, the chip with the list was just taken away.

It was as if there was a pair of hands behind him controlling all of this.

Thinking of this, Renye Karasuma shuddered a little, and he even didn't dare to think for a while, if there is really a person behind these things who can turn all these into coincidences, then who is this person.

Seeing that Rum was also pensive, Karasuma Renya panted heavily, finally suppressing the chill behind her back.

"In short, let Bourbon and Ireland find out why the murderer took the chip, whether it was random or for some other purpose."

"yes."

Rum said respectfully.

Hanging up the video call, he looked at the man in the interrogation room who was tortured and finally admitted that he had betrayed him.

Rum knocked on the microphone, signaling Curacao to get rid of him, and then left here without looking back.

Curacao didn't hesitate, and directly gave him a happy look in the man's begging eyes.

Noticing a flash of relief in the man's eyes, Curacao wiped off the blood on her hands expressionlessly, without looking at the man who was already invisible, she also left the interrogation room.

'Sorry, but if I didn't set you up, I would be the one who died, so blame you for being a Rum fan. '

…………

the next day.

Amuro Tooru was in the Café Poirot making a sandwich for a customer when Rum texted him.

Feeling the vibration of the mobile phone in his pocket, Amuro Tooru put the cut sandwich on the white porcelain plate without changing his face.

"I kept you waiting for a long time."

He put the sandwich on a guest's table, and then nodded embarrassingly at Azusa Enomoto:

"Sorry, Miss Xiaozi, I'll excuse you first."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone, turned his back and walked towards the corner.

It's Rum's newsletter.

Amuro Tooru's expression turned serious.

'Following Mouri Kogoro, mixing with the Metropolitan Police Department...'

What happened? It's still the kind of case that can only be solved with the help of detectives...

And how did Rum know that the police would invite Mouri Kogoro?

Unless it's an organized undercover, or someone else infiltrating the Metropolitan Police Department.

Will it be Bell Mode?

Amuro Tooru thought about it, and considered that if it was what he thought, then he and Datehang would definitely meet in the Metropolitan Police Department. Instead of letting him show his feet unprepared, it is better to tell him in advance , let him get ready, and sent him a text message, asking if there was any big case in the Metropolitan Police Department recently.

‘A big case, indeed. '

Ida Air briefly described the five recent murders in succession in words.

‘Currently, the Matsumoto management officer has issued an order to invite county police from all counties to cooperate in solving the case, and invited Detective Mouri to assist the police in solving the case. What’s wrong? is something happened? '

Although Yi Dahang looks rough, he is actually the most careful among them.

Seeing that his friend of the same period who is currently undercover in an illegal organization suddenly asked him about this matter, Datehang's expression froze, and he was keenly aware that something was wrong.

Amuro Tooru naturally knew that he should have guessed something, but after all, this matter involved the undercover mission of the police, Amuro Tooru naturally did not tell him, but only told him not to show his feet when he met him at the Metropolitan Police Department.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, he once again raised his gentle smile as "Amuro Tooru" and continued to entertain the guests.

It wasn't until the last guest was sent out the door that he picked up the sandwich he had just made while he was not busy, and said to Enomoto Azusa:

"Sorry Miss Xiaozi, I just suddenly remembered that Conan ordered three sandwiches with me in the morning. Since I'm not busy now, I'll go upstairs to deliver to Mr. Mouri and the others."