The Split-Actress in Conan's World

After the severe cold winter, what remains is not only the lingering chill of spring, but more importantly, the warm breeze that warms people's hearts.

Dusk is a very ambiguous time. Lovers may be facing separation or their love may be strong. The whistling wind from the tram also seems to fit the atmosphere.

The streets are crowded with people, making it feel more comfortable than in the early morning. This is the peak time for office workers to get off work, and fatigue from a busy day becomes the main theme.

More successful people with more flexible working hours sit in a softly lit cafe, leisurely order a cup of coffee, and have a few snacks to spend a wonderful afternoon.

The crisp sound of wind chimes broke the long silence, and a tall man pushed the door open. His pure black windbreaker was too eye-catching, attracting many customers to take a second look.

But their good qualities allowed them to quickly look away and focus on their own affairs.

The man's narrow and delicate eyes were full of intelligence. He glanced around the cafe, found the dark figure with yellow hair, and walked straight over to sit down.

"Please give me a cappuccino with two-thirds of cream."

He called a waiter over and instructed very politely.

Everyone who heard this swallowed unconsciously, feeling a sour feeling in their mouth.

Two-thirds of it is cream. Is this drinking coffee or eating cream? Wouldn’t you get sick of it?

The man in black was of course Rin Shakuha, who was dressed in the "outlaw" costume. He took off the same hat as Gin that he had bought specifically to match his windbreaker and placed it on the table in front of him. His long, flamboyant black hair fluttered gently with his movements.

"Sir, can you do it now? I'm a little thirsty."

As if noticing that his request was being ignored, he patiently urged again.

The yellow-haired man sitting opposite him noticed that he was talking to him. He was stunned at first, then glanced at the waiter called by the man in black as if seeking his opinion.

The waiter sighed and took off his hat, revealing his signature blond hair.

"Okay, go do your thing now."

The blond man at the seat stood up upon hearing this, took off the wig, took the waiter's hat, and ran to make coffee.

"What should I call you?"

Toru Amuro sat down, but his trick was discovered at a glance, so he had to try to take the initiative in the conversation again.

"I am very satisfied that you did not arrange for them to surround and control me directly."

Rin Chiyu did not answer directly, but glanced meaningfully at the other customers around him.

He couldn't tell anything was wrong when he walked in, but when he actually sat in this position, he could see at a glance the special nature of those people's seats - almost everyone was sitting facing this place.

All the people in this cafe, whether customers or waiters, are plainclothes public security police officers.

Toru Amuro remained noncommittal.

"You can call me whatever you want. You can call me Mr. idea or Mr. Idea. It's up to you."

The long-awaited cappuccino was served on the table at the right time. Lin Chiyu tried it and his eyes lit up.

He originally thought it would be too greasy, but in fact the sweetness was just right, and the excess cream made the taste rise to a higher level, somewhat like milk tea in later generations.

"Even if you choose to let them rush in, you won't get the desired result."

He put down his coffee cup and lifted the hair that was brushing against his neck. This action was somewhat deliberate, just enough to allow Toru Amuro to see some decorations on the inside of his windbreaker.

"Your madness is beyond my imagination..."

Toru Amuro's expression was a little gloomy, he recognized that it was a pipe bomb.

The man in black smiled reservedly.

From the very beginning, Toru Amuro did not have any hope of controlling this man on the spot. He simply did not believe that a guy whose style of behavior was completely like that of a "conspirator" would allow himself to fall into danger.

This premonition became even stronger after Mr. Idea entered the cafe, reaching its peak when he recognized himself.

But he still didn't expect that this guy would hide a bomb on his body.

This made him a little unsure whether this was a substitute or the real person.

After all, he blatantly hung a pair of headphones on his ears and came to the appointment with a bomb.

This is completely passive!

"Then why not be more direct and state your demands and the bargaining chips you intend to bring to the negotiation table."

Rin Shakuha was surprised at his directness, but was not completely unpredictable about this scene.

Toru Amuro was much more courageous than he expected.

Although as an "idea", the words and expressions in the communication are always full of the meaning of "I know your secret", but if it is not made clear one day, there is the possibility of "deception".

By revealing his cards now, Toru Amuro has undoubtedly directly admitted all of this, turning "guess" into "truth."

If Rinshakuha was just a person who suspected the connection between Amuro Toru, Furuya Rei and Bourbon, then this step would completely put himself at a disadvantage.

But unfortunately, Rin Chiyu really knew all this, so such a straightforward conversation was more efficient and showed more sincerity.

"Everything about 'Zero' will stop with me. No one else will know about it from my mouth. This is my promise." Rin Shakuha knew that now was not the time to beat around the bush. When Amuro Toru ended his probing and began to show goodwill, if he did not return the same goodwill, their cooperation would be empty talk. Even if it succeeded in the end, it would be just a facade.

"My position is to eradicate the Black Organization. To this end, I can share relevant intelligence with you to a certain extent, just as I did in the previous two contacts."

Eradicate the Black Organization?

Toru Amuro looked him up and down meaningfully, wearing the same outfit as Gin, and everything was said without words.

Lin Chiyu noticed his gaze and was a little embarrassed, but continued as if nothing had happened: "I now need an identity that can blend into the Black Organization. As an intelligence officer of the organization, you must have an advantage in the organization's personnel transfer, so I hope you can provide me with a code name with enough weight for the movement of members."

"It would be best if the candidate is someone who is unfamiliar with Gin and difficult to detect as being amiss."

These words are very insightful, I believe Toru Amuro can understand what he means.

Of course, Toru Amuro understood what Mr. Idea wanted to do. He did not give an immediate response, but pondered for a moment.

In fact, we are waiting for the analysis of the Zero Group behind the eavesdropping device.

Hagiwara Kenji: "Although there are certain risks, I think I can agree to it."

Matsuda Jinpei: "Huh? How can I trust such a guy with unknown origins!"

Date Ko: "Unfortunately, although we know nothing about this person, his credibility is surprisingly high. After all, he knows everything about Zero. If he has ill intentions, there is no need for this negotiation. Just exposing Zero's undercover identity will destroy him."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "You can agree to it. Rather than letting him unilaterally control Zero's handle, it is better to take advantage of this transaction to send him into the organization. Not to mention the so-called intelligence sharing, we can just know his fake identity, and the relationship will be much more equal... Maybe it is because of this that he made such a request. This is much closer than a pure transaction relationship."

After comprehensive consideration, Toru Amuro also believed that a deal could be reached with Mr. Idea.

"I can give you a piece of news."

He pondered for a moment and sorted out the intelligence he had gathered during his recent mission. "Recently, a cadre originally in charge of the United States will be transferred to Japan. The time and method of transfer are unknown, and the code name is also unclear. All we know is that he seems to have had friction with Gin, so the two have almost never had any contact since then."

"As for more help, I can't give you any, and I won't cover up your tracks on the organization's side. It all depends on you."

Lin Chiyu smiled and nodded, "Of course."

He held out his hand. "So, happy cooperation?"

Toru Amuro stared at his face, trying to engrave his appearance into his mind.

"Pleasant to work with."

The two hands were clasped together.

"That's all for today. I won't bother you any more." With a relaxed mood, Lin Chiyu drank the remaining cappuccino in the cup, stood up with his top hat, and put it back on his head properly.

"Regarding matters concerning intelligence sharing, you can contact me through Shangri-La. This will have the least impact on our work."

"Well," he waved, "goodbye, Mr. Zero."

Then he turned around and left the coffee shop full of police officers without looking back.

In the end, Toru Amuro didn't do anything to keep him.

But in the end, he suffered a great death in the Red Army's hometown as an "outlaw", and Lin Chiyu felt a little scared when he escaped.

As he was feeling excited about this suicidal act, the phone in his windbreaker pocket began to vibrate.

Who will call me at this time?

Lin Chiyu was a little confused, but still took out his cell phone and took a look.

and many more......

Whose is this black phone?

He felt through his other pockets and realized that his original phone was gone, replaced by this black phone that appeared in the same position as his own phone.

The call came from an unknown number. Lin Chiyu hesitated for a while, but still chose to answer it.

"..."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, not even the sound of breathing.

Suppressing the bad feeling in his heart, Lin Chiyu gritted his teeth and asked ambiguously: "What's wrong?"

"I thought you were dead somewhere, and was thinking about how to collect your body." Gin's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, and anyone could hear the sarcasm in his words.

"Is it because New York is so comfortable that you have developed a good habit of not answering the phone? Glenfiddich?"

Rin Chiyu quickly realized something and quickly entered the performance state.

"You've been idle for too long, so why do you come here just to get scolded?" He responded in a more sarcastic tone.

Sure enough, Gin just sneered and didn't continue this boring quarrel.

"I'm just here to remind someone not to do unnecessary things to attract attention. Come to Lab 4 as soon as you arrive in Tokyo."

Rin Shakuha hung up the phone on Gin directly.

"It's unbelievable..." Lin Chiyu exited the communication interface of his phone and looked at the list of wine names in the address book, inevitably feeling a little dazed.

"So this is what disguise means..."

He directly took over and inherited everything from Glenfiddich, and not long ago he also left a semi-undercover identity in the public security department.

"That's not it, just hang out?"

......

A pharmaceutical research company.

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at his beeping cell phone, a fierce look flashed across his eyes.

If I had known that reporting Akai Shuichi's arrival in Japan would attract this guy...

Well, he will still report it to the Boss.

But with so many organizational cadres in the United States, why did it have to be Glenfiddich?

Vodka saw his brother's annoyance and said in a deep voice, "After all, Glenfiddich has the most dealings with the FBI. When I went to New York last time, I saw explosions every day."

"But speaking of explosions, brother, maybe if we let Grenfiddich smell the bomb that day, we can find the guy who planted it. After all, he is really sensitive to explosions."

Gin only left him with a cold back, "Don't talk nonsense here, there are still a lot of little mice to clean up."

“When they heard the news about Gryffindor, they all poked their heads out of their holes.”

The anger that had just been suppressed suddenly erupted, Gin walked out of the door with a cruel sneer, and Vodka hurried to drive the car.

After the two men left completely, the trembling girl in a certain office gradually calmed down.

Silently tightening her white coat, Miyano Shiho lay in front of the computer, with some fear still lingering in her lake-blue eyes.

After a long time, she sat up and held the cup of hot coffee in her hand, and her cold little hands felt a little warmer.

But ceramic cups don’t keep heat well, and seeing the coffee getting cold, Miyano Shiho had no choice but to get up and make a new cup.

As a code member of the organization and the director of this research center, her office is very simple. Apart from a desk with a computer, there are a test bench and a shelf for miscellaneous items on the side.

She walked to the test bench, picked out a conical flask containing brown-black powder from a pile of chemical reagents, took out two spoonfuls, then turned on the distiller and started brewing coffee.

A rich fragrance permeated the office.

She sat back in her chair with a new cup of hot coffee, thinking about the news she heard from Gin.

Glenfiddich is coming to Japan.

She was not unfamiliar with this code name, and should even be said to be very familiar with it.

It seemed that the man had some grudge against Gin, and the two of them had always been at odds with each other. There were several times when Gin went to New York to perform missions and was almost killed by a bomb.

And Gin has always been mean to her as Shirley, often pointing a gun at her or scaring her with terrible words.

She didn't know how she had offended Gin.

After Glenfiddich knew this, he seemed to be happy to make things difficult for Gin. Gin disliked Shirley, so Glenfiddich let Shirley do all the tasks that Gin used to make things difficult for her, and then he went to provoke Gin.

Later, Glenfiddich told her that it was because a few years ago there was a very powerful organization cadre who was almost on par with Gin, and the two had an incompatible relationship.

That man was her sister's boyfriend.

Later it was discovered that the man was actually an undercover agent. He organized an operation and almost captured Gin. Although it was a pity that it did not succeed in the end, the man did manage to escape.

Since Gin couldn't catch that person, he hated all the undercover agents and became almost neurotic. He also hated Shirley, who was his girlfriend's sister, because of her.

Glenfiddich himself is a very neurotic person. He spends all day either dealing with his bombs or racing in front of the FBI headquarters.

Like Gin, he is a murderous madman.

She hated this lunatic.

But no matter what, because of this person, her life was relatively easy during those years in the United States.