I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

in the afternoon

Hiroshi Otoi completed the disguise. In order not to look different, he bought a lot of black suits. Of course, he did not forget the single-sided gold-rimmed glasses that symbolized his identity.

Otoi Hiroshi looked at himself in the mirror. He was so handsome that he almost looked like a winery.

Driving the newly purchased red Ferrari to the address given by Gin, it looked like an ordinary abandoned factory from the outside, but it had been transformed inside to be breathtaking.

At this time, Gin was smoking and Vodka was eating, seemingly waiting for him.

"You're late." Gin said coldly.

"It's only a minute. You don't know how congested Tokyo is." Hiroshi Otoi spread his hands.

"What is the mission today?" he asked again.

"A group of people secretly obtained a batch of weapons and equipment from abroad. Let's go and snatch them back." Gin stood up and stamped out the cigarette butts.

Vodka stood up while watching gin. As a senior boy, he quickly gulped down the food and followed behind.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that his hands were full of gas and he would have to drive later.

As soon as his eyes began to move, Hiroshi Otoi took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to him.

"No need to pay it back."

Vodka smiled and nodded.

Favorability +1.

In the car, Otoi Hiroshi looked at the route of action. For the sake of convenience, the other party also avoided driving in the city, which was convenient for them.

He raised his head and saw Gin taking out a cigarette and groping around on his body.

"I guess it was left over at the base." Hiroshi Otoi handed over his lighter.

Gin didn't say anything. He took it silently, lit the cigarette, and put the lighter into his pocket.

After a while, Otoi Hiroshi patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the cigarette in his hand.

Gin pretended not to know anything before returning the lighter to him.

Otoi Hiroshi secretly rolled his eyes at him.

What's your bad habit? Just light up a cigarette. What do you mean by using a lighter?

Nothing happened along the way. The operation went smoothly. The person escorting the weapons was obviously not very professional.

With Hiroshi Otoi's precise marksmanship, he blew out the opponent's tire with one shot.

The other party was just about to fight back when a burst of gunshots left them with no room for resistance.

The weapons were escorted by a team of seven. Hiroshi Otoi took care of four of them, and Gin took care of three.

Vodka just took out the gun, and when he saw that nothing happened to him, he accidentally put it away again.

Check receipt.

20 pistols, 20 automatic rifles, and 50 grenades.

There is also a handsome Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle.

The other party seems to have some strength, and so many weapons and equipment are enough to form several action teams, but now they are all theirs.

Although the organization is very rich, most of the funds are invested in scientific research.

As for the daily activity funds of their action team, they are all self-sufficient.

This was not the first time Otoi Hiroshi and Gin had done such a thing together.

Very familiar.

Back at the base, Gin finally found his beloved lighter, but found an empty cigarette case on his body.

"Vodka." Gin was about to ask him to buy it.

Otoi Hiroshi looked a little uncomfortable when he saw his expression. Is he such a heavy smoker?

So he went out to his car, took a piece of Huazi and threw it to him.

"It's smoke from China, you can try it."

Gin lit the cigarette, and the expression on his face finally relaxed, and his unique cold temperament was exuded again.

Gin is pretty cute, Otoi Hiroshi thought.

When it was time to eat, Vodka was about to go out to buy a lunch box.

"I see there are some ingredients here. I'll make dinner. It's not good to eat box lunches all the time." Otoi Hiroshi stopped him.

Hiroshi Otoi took off his black jacket and suit, revealing a white shirt underneath. He rolled up the sleeves neatly, looking like a perfect man.

If Sonoko sees it, Haruko will flow into a river and flow into the Pacific Ocean, Otoi Hiroshi thought.

At this time, a small figure appeared in his mind.

Will she like me like this?

It took forty minutes to cook, and when the meal was brought to them, half of the cigarette case Gin had just opened was already missing.

"As expected of you." Otoi Hiroshi secretly admired him.

Due to limited ingredients, I only made a simple curry, but there was absolutely no problem with the taste.

He is very confident because among the eighteen skills, his cooking skills score perfect marks.

"Ah, it smells good, brother." Vodka kept praising the curry rice in the bowl.

Gin gave him a cold look, Vodka quickly shut up, and the speed of picking up the rice in his hands also slowed down a lot.

After finishing the meal, Otoi Hiroshi was no longer very hungry, so he lit a cigarette and prepared to smoke it before eating.

Ginjiu didn't speak at the dinner table, and always had that cold expression.

But Hiroshi Otoi looked at him silently filling the third bowl of rice with a smile on his face.

Look, isn’t this delicious?

It’s really a bitter experience for Ginjiu. He eats and sleeps in the open every day. He only thinks about the organization. In the end, he is just an undercover agent.

But he had to be careful. If he was exposed, he didn't know if Gin would think of today's curry rice when he was dealing with the traitor.

After returning to Tokyo, he went directly to Dr. Agasa.

In the car, he took out a cigarette and his expression changed slightly.

The lighter is gone.

He remembered that when he had dinner with Gin and the others, he put the lighter on the table after lighting the cigarette.

Gin, you're fine.

"Hiro, you're here." Dr. Ali greeted enthusiastically.

Haibara Ai was sitting aside quietly reading a fashion magazine. When she heard the news of Otoi Hiroshi's arrival, her body trembled slightly and she pretended not to hear it.

Afterwards, Dr. Ali thought about it again and took the initiative to explain the identity of Haibara Ai to Otoi Hiroshi. After all, Kudo Shinichi had learned from the past, and Otoi Hiroshi also knew about the organization.

Otoi Hiroshi nodded to show that he understood.

Since Dr. A Li can say these words to him in front of Haibara Ai, it shows that he has obtained her tacit approval.

Otoi Hiroshi sat next to Xiao Xiaozhi, looked at her beautiful side face and said: "What happened last night was because of a sudden situation, so I took it upon myself to do it. I apologize to you."

"However, now that you have confessed and announced it, we can be considered friends. I don't know your name yet."

"Haibara Ai."

She replied to Otoi Hiroshi in a cold voice, but her eyes never left the magazine.

"Otoi Hiroshi. This is my name, don't forget it." Otoi Hiroshi said.

Hui Yuan Ai didn't speak again.

Seeing that it was getting late, Hiroshi Otoi said goodbye to Dr. Agasa.

"call……"

Seeing Hiroshi Otoi leaving, Haihara Ai finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down the magazine in his hand.

"Doctor, who exactly is Hiroshi Otoi?" Haihara Ai asked.

He saved himself, and he was very grateful. To be honest, I know he is a very good person, so I don't want him to get involved in this.

Moreover, according to what the doctor said, Kudo Shinichi was picked up and sent back after he became smaller.

Is all this a coincidence?

Just in case, if there is even the slightest possibility, he is someone from the organization.

What should I do?

"Didn't he tell you his name? Hiroshi Otoi, the eldest son of the Otoi family who is second only to the Suzuki Consortium." Dr. Agasa said.

"The Otoi family?"

Haibara Ai finally remembered the huge Otoi Foundation. Because it was only second to the Suzuki Foundation, it was not as famous as the Suzuki Foundation, so she didn't think of it for a moment.

"In short, regardless of whether he has any other identity, at least for now he has not shown any malicious intent."

Dr. A Li spoke again.

Haiyuan Ai fell into deep thought. Although everything he did seemed to be normal, he always felt that something was wrong.

In addition to his identity as a rich second generation, does he have any other identities hidden?

[Question: Your father and your mother gave birth to a son. He is neither your brother nor your younger brother. Who is he? 】