Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

"That's all you can tell me?" After listening to Gibson's information on the First Laboratory and Sherry Wine, Mizumayuki raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction. He had already said almost all of these things.

"Don't you know this?" Gibson squinted at the water moon.

"Hey, I only know a small part, but the other part is useless, you can't say what the aptx is used for?" Mizumayuki pouted.

"I don't know either, who knows what you think, anyway, remember to cash the chocolate bar!" Jeep said, fearing that Shui Jianyue would default.

"Cash out..." Mizumayue shook her head, is this guy really childish or not grown up.

"We'd better go back, it's already very late." Gibson suddenly realized the time issue and said.

It's three in the morning.

Mizuki nodded, "That's a good idea." After speaking, he ran away with a swish, and then disappeared.

"Cut... Do I still need you to lead the way?" Gibson saw the sinister thoughts of Moon Moon, and shouted disdainfully at Moon Moon's back.

Mizumayuki ignored Gipson and went back to her room. She hasn't returned to her room since she entered the base today, although this kind of hotel is neither like a home nor a reassuring room, and there is nothing to see necessary.

Just like what I saw last time, the sofa, TV, computer and carpet in the living room have not changed, but the fake flowers in the vase seem to have dimmed a lot. A closer look turned out to be a layer of gray.

Didn't the cleaners clean up the fake flowers? Mizumayue felt that this phenomenon was a bit strange, but without thinking much, she walked into the room.

The bedroom is no different from the last time I slept here, and Suzumanyue didn't care about any detailed issues, she just lay down on the big bed, preparing to relax with her clothes for a while.

However, Mizumayuki's phone rang, and when she took it out, it didn't show the caller's number.

Mizumayue didn't seem surprised at all, she answered the phone with a helpless expression, and made no secret of her distressed tone, "Hello...?"

"Did you disturb your rest? Cobile." The unpleasant electronic synthesis voice came from the phone.

"Byiss, no, it's not like you don't know, I just went back to my room and I didn't fall asleep." Mizumayuki said, but the arrogance of not falling asleep was that he was going to fall asleep soon.

"Haha, I did hear that you seem to have a big opinion on Gibson?" After the electronic processing of Byiss's voice, it sounded like a fingernail scratching glass, shrill and piercing.

"No way, you have to find a way to get it back after being tricked by someone, right?" Mizuma Yueming was talking about Gibson on the surface, but actually byiss.

"Hehe, you...how do you want to get it back?" Byiss was obviously surprised by Shui Jianyue's boldness and dared to talk to himself like this, but he still asked with great interest.

"How about giving me the command of that kid?" The topic was Gibson before, and of course Mizuma got involved with Gibson first.

"Belmode won't agree, don't count on it, what's the use of you wanting him?" Of course Byiss would not agree.

"Then give me an intelligence team, so I can't blame anyone for intelligence problems next time." Mizumayuki said again.

Of course, Mizumayuki didn't really expect to be able to make conditions with Byiss, but just wanted to test whether Byiss was giving her a lot.

"If you really want, I can give you the command of the best intelligence team in the organization." Byiss's voice was still harsh electronically, but Tsukune Mizuma jumped up on the bed with fright.

At this moment, Mizumayue also began to wonder if her identity might be the illegitimate child of Byiss, or why would she have such preferential treatment.

"Are you kidding me?" Mizumayuki asked cautiously.

"Even if you don't want it, I will force it to you. In fact, what happened this night is that I deliberately designed you to let you know the importance of intelligence." Byiss's words were not surprising.

"Why...why?" Mizumayue stammered, thinking that there would not be a real confession plot.

byiss asked: "Bourbon told you the story of Cobille, of course I'm talking about the previous owner of this code name."

"Yes." Mizumayuki said hesitantly, "Bourbon said... the former Cobille was the strategist of the organization."

"That's right, did he ever say that Cobille has his own intelligence department, an intelligence organization he controls and is only responsible to him." Byiss asked again.

"It seems... Said about this..." Mizumayuki recalled hard, as if Bourbon had said such a thing after he had just obtained the code name of Cobile, "So...?"

"That's right, I gave you this intelligence team." Byiss seemed to laugh, but it was not friendly at all.

"I... haven't gained the trust of the organization yet?" Mizumayuki asked bluntly: "Is it really good to leave it to me like this? Are they important to the organization?"

"On the contrary, they are the organization's strongest intelligence agents and also the biggest chicken ribs." Byiss explained.

"Oh? Could it be...because they are only responsible for the former Cobile?" Mizuma Yue understood.

This intelligence team, which was entirely cultivated by Cobbler, is naturally affiliated to the organization, but it is obviously very loyal to Cobbler. In the years after Cobbler's death, it is obvious that the organization is spending money to support it but not working for the organization. , and the organization is still reluctant to be the strongest intelligence group in the entire organization.

But Cobile has been dead for fourteen years!

Mizumayue found that Byiss was a very indecisive person, and he didn't have the kind of heroic bearing that ordinary people say. Because he was reluctant to bear the strongest intelligence team, he raised a non-working intelligence team for 14 years. Just because he has shown abilities similar to Cobile, he has given favors over and over again when he can't trust him yet.

"That's right, so I gave them to you. If you can tame them, the organization will be good for you. If you can't tame them, there will be no loss to the organization, and you will save money on meals." Byiss said relaxedly, but his words There was a **** smell inside.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Mizumayuki asked byiss after a long time without speaking.

"Has anyone reported something to you?" Mizumayuki asked suddenly.

"What?" Mizuma Yue's reaction exceeded all of byiss's expectations, and byiss asked in confusion.

"Your voice, it's hard to hear, I'm referring to this electronic synthesis sound." Byiss said.

…silence.

"No, you are the first." After a long time, Byiss said: "You are...really different, everyone in the organization has no courage to tell me such a thing, Gin won't, Belmod won't Yes, not even the ignorant kid from Jeepson would say such a thing."

"Actually, when I heard this voice before, I thought it was the result of you deliberately creating a sense of terror." Mizuma Yue herself didn't know whether she was complaining or comforting Byiss.

"How is it possible to use that kind of pediatric method, hehehe..." Byiss laughed again, like a grinder grinding iron blocks.

"That's why I asked you." Mizumayue said naturally.

There are so many and casual chats between Mizumayuki and Byiss that night. If Cohen Chianti and the like hear it, maybe the seven orifices will bleed with jealousy... and then go all out with Mizumayue, maybe Gin will know it will be no exception. , of course here refers to the second half.

…

At more than five in the morning, Belmod was suddenly awakened by the notification sound of the email. He opened the phone and saw that it was byiss's question: "Belmod, is my voice bad?"

Belmod smiled and replied: "Your voice is the best to me, that is when I was in trouble, standing in the quagmire of despair, and the sound of heaven resounded in my heart. ." Belmod smiled softly when he replied.

"Go to bed, it's about to dawn." After the first reply, Belmod wrote a short email, then put down the phone and decided to go back to sleep... No, beauty sleep.

"No! What did that Cobile say to Byiss again!" Suddenly Belmod sat up again, and said to himself in a panicked voice.

…

At 5:30 in the morning, Mizumayue had dark circles under her eyes, a ham sandwich in her mouth, and walked out of the base like a cripple. Because it was too early, only this one was made first in the cafeteria.

As for the intelligence officers that byiss gave him, Mizumayue plans to wait for a while before talking about it. Anyway, Mizumayue doesn't expect to really include those people: their allegiance is to the former generation Cobile, not Coby. Le's code name is not because Shui Jianyue goes to them with this code name and can be shocked by the tiger's body.

The car I rented last night was still in place, and I checked that there were no hands or feet on the car that Mizuma Yue could find. As Mizuma Yue drove back to downtown Tokyo, she recalled the content of her previous conversation with byiss.

Byiss seems to have not spoken to anyone for many years. He talked about Mizumayuki a lot, on the current development trend of the organization, on the fashion of clothing this year and what delicious restaurants opened in Tokyo.

In general, Mizumayuki feels that Byiss's state is very wrong compared to her own imagination.

He used to call Gipson 'the boy'.

Gibson calls himself twenty-three, and Toru Amuro has also confirmed that, to be able to call Gipson a child, he must be at least forty years old.

Of course, in charge of a huge criminal organization, Mizuma Yue never imagined that Byiss was a heroic person younger than himself. But... the feeling that byiss gave him was very kind...

Talking to byiss is like chatting with the old grandfather: "What kind of crops should be planted in the village this year? What should I cook tonight?" I didn't notice it at the time, but after the chat, Byiss's strange tone was so frightening that Mizumayue couldn't even sleep on the last night, so she just went to the cafeteria to get something to eat in the morning and left the organization first. .

It was already winter, and the night passed very slowly. Under the night, Tsuki Mizuma was distracted by thinking about the weirdness of Byiss while paying attention to the road in front of him. It would be stupid if Cobbler died in a traffic accident.

A small sapphire blue car staggered past Mizumayue, Mizumayue glanced at it casually and then withdrew her gaze.

The phone rang, frightening Yuichi Mizuma, thinking that Byiss hadn't chatted enough.

Picking up the phone, Mizuma let out a sigh of relief. It turned out to be Sato Miwako.

Gently rubbing her neck, "Mmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Mizumayuki answered the phone.

"Hello...? That one?" Mizumayue's voice sounded just right with a sleepy voice, as if Suimayue had just been disturbed by the ringing of her mobile phone, and answered the call without even looking at the caller ID.

"It's me! I made you sleep because of the noise? I really convinced you that I could still fall asleep when I went back." Miwako Sato's voice came over.

"Miwako..." Mizuki said slowly, dragging a long voice, "Can't you sleep?"

"Humph!" Sato Miwako didn't answer, and snorted coldly.

"What's wrong? What's the matter? What order!" Mizuma Yue's voice suddenly became energetic, and Sato Mikako imagined the scene where Mizuma Yue suddenly got up from the bed and sat up and said in a panic, and couldn't help but feel a little happier.

"Did I say, remember to call me or send an email to tell me when you get home?" Sato Miwako's voice was obviously asking for guilt, and so was the content.

Mizumayuki remembered that there was indeed such a thing. When the two separated, she explained that the operation was not over yet. Sato Mikazu told her like this. Originally, she thought that she would send her an email at a suitable time. He said that he was fine when he got home, but as soon as he entered the organization, he only wanted to play with Jiepsen, and the two chased and fought until the middle of the night, when he was so sleepy that he didn't want to take off his clothes. The congee didn't even reimburse the phone bill, so why would I want to get Miwako's instructions.

"That... I've been busy for a long time since then~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's already the middle of the night when I get home, I'm afraid that the noise will make you rest... By the way, you really haven't fallen asleep?" Shui Jianyue sneered The explanation voice came over, and he was concerned about Sato Miwako's sleeping condition.

"I saw you fighting with such a terrifying person with your own eyes, and there are so many corpses. It's strange to be able to sleep. You must be used to it, right?" Sato Miwako said helplessly, especially Mizumayuki and that The scene of the Russian guy fighting, after closing his eyes, Mikazu Sato was full of that memory, and even the seven or eight corpses were inferior... After all, they were the police, although seven or eight corpses at one time were relatively rare, but not that big. impact.

"Okay... I'm still a people's policeman, why is my psychological quality so poor." Miwako Sato thought that she couldn't sleep because she saw the dead body or experienced some actions, and laughed in a frivolous tone.

"It's up to you!" Sato Miwako said unhappily after hearing that Mizuma Yue had misunderstood herself.

"Okay, okay, in fact, I was too sleepy to fall asleep. I only slept for more than two hours." Mizumayuki comforted, "I'll go out in a while, see you at the Metropolitan Police Department."

"See you at the Metropolitan Police Department."

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