Conan and I start the hell-level main line

Mihua General Hospital

A big... Oh no, it's already afternoon. Nailiang really slept for who knows how long before he stretched and climbed out of the bed.

He looked at the sky outside and smiled as he expected. Well, it's time to prepare dinner.

"Uh... bastard Fu Huashi, I remember we had no grudges against each other, but you are so cruel." Naliang looked at the bandages wrapped around his body. Yes, this guy also came here in a sneaky way to be hospitalized.

Of course, it will be reimbursed by the FBI.

Naliang took out the computer hidden in the cabinet, which he treasured so much that he spent all his money on it. Oh, it was another computer that he got for free after getting reimbursed by some evil organization.

He entered his proud password and turned on the computer.

It's very simple, there's no cool dog, Stean, penguin, haha, that's right, this guy is not interested in worldly entertainment.

After clicking on a strange icon labeled "Nmap System", a mysterious pop-up window appeared, containing a letter that would automatically destroy itself after reading.

[Tian Jianxing, you should have successfully cooperated with the FBI according to your plan. Do you need the headquarters to cooperate with you? - Tian Weixing]

Naliang's eyes were solemn, he didn't say anything, and no one knew what he was thinking. Just as he was about to click the "difference" button in the upper right corner, suddenly, a puzzled and childish voice sounded like a ghost beside Naliang.

"Brother Naliang, is this your colleague in China? Tian Weixing? Is he your contact person, Brother Naliang?"

Conan appeared beside Naliang's bed as if teleporting at some point, and curiously peeked at the emails on the computer.

NaliangΣ(?д?；): "Damn, little ghost, when did you come here? You walked without making any sound, it scared me to death!"

Conan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Brother Naliang, I knocked on the door. I think you were too engrossed in reading this email."

"Oh, I have to be on guard against you too. Who knows, my other secrets might be discovered by that little detective..."

"Hehe." Conan gave an evil grin and made a yeah gesture.

Because the FBI, Naraki and Conan have already made things clear regarding the Full Moon incident, and will continue to cooperate in the future, there is no need to be polite in communication for the time being.

Of course, Conan's situation is special, so it depends on the situation.

Because Conan was captured by Vermouth that day, he originally wanted to face their boss directly, but unfortunately he was discovered. However, at least it was not an unexpected gain.

Conan vaguely heard the first four digits of the email key sounds when Vermouth was talking to the boss.

After all, this magical detective who is obviously tone-deaf actually has absolute pitch, so Conan memorized these four tones firmly in his mind.

But it also continued to bother him.

After school today, Conan wanted to come to Naliang and ask for his opinion.

"By the way, why did you come to Japan, Naliang brother?"

"I already said it was a trip." Naliang curled his lips and replied.

Conan's face was full of the words "Do you think you can fool me?", and he smiled, "It was a trip, so why did you take the initiative to find the FBI and carry out the mission under the identity of MSS?"

“There must be a reason~”

“Haha, little detective, you have a very sharp eye. Nothing can be hidden from you.” Naliang chuckled and looked at the little detective with even more favor.

"I came here mainly for one thing, or to be more precise, for one person."

"who is it?"

"Of course he is a member of the organization, an evil bastard, and the devil that our MSS wants to get rid of the most! Code name, Sanhuajiu." Naliang said, with anger in his words.

It seems that the Chinese government's top leaders do not have a good impression of Sanhua Liquor. It should be said that it is extremely evil.

"Sanhua Liquor? Brother Naliang, can you tell me about it?" Conan heard this name for the first time and naturally understood that this was Chinese liquor. In other words, he was Chinese?

"No~" Naliang kept it to himself and refused to tell you.

Naliang: "Some things require you to understand them yourself to understand their true meaning. Anyway, that guy is very mysterious, and there is no point in telling you." (Because I can't find it myself..)

"Stingy..." Conan commented lightly.

"Also, Brother Naliang, you haven't answered my question yet." Conan would not miss any opportunity to get any information.

"Oh, Tianweixing, he is the captain of our 12-star team. We have 36 MSS agents in total, which corresponds to the meaning of the stars of Tiangang. Our leader is Tiankuixing."

"And every 12 of us are divided into three teams: Heaven, Earth and Man. And I, Tian Jianxing, am one of the members of the Human Team." Naliang said with some pride.

Conan is also taking notes about the situation of MSS. He may come into contact with them in the future.

But if Natsume-sing was here, he would definitely be complaining, damn, China is too immature, the names are immature, the divisions are also immature, it's like reading a martial arts novel.

Conan: "Brother Naliang, I have another question. You... joined the MSS, an agent organization like the National Security Agency, at the age of 18?"

Wow, finally someone cares about the issue of age, otherwise it would be really outrageous if it were made public.

It is totally illogical for a high school student who has not even taken the college entrance examination and is not even qualified to take the civil service examination to apply for a job in a national institution.

Naliang was typing and said casually, "Tsk, there are many people in that organization who got code names before they were 18 years old."

(Is this the same thing? Can this be confused? . . )

Conan thought to himself, this obviously means he doesn't want to tell me the real reason.

"Let me guess. Natsume-san told me that you are the son of the police chief. Did you get in through the back door?"

"Fuck, what nonsense are you talking about? Who's back door dares to reach the National Security Bureau?"

"What's the reason for that?"

"It must be that I am gifted~" Naliang proudly lifted his hair to show off.

Conan (﹁“﹁): Do you think I will believe it?

Naliang typed quickly, checked it and sent the email back.

[We have successfully cooperated, and I have also gained the trust of the FBI in the previous full moon incident. Next, I will cooperate with the FBI's actions according to my expected plan. I am very grateful for the concern of the headquarters, but please keep my identity hidden as the first priority and don't make it public - Tianjianxing]

Conan saw it all and asked, "Brother Naliang, do you guys report your work via email regularly?"

"Of course, this is a multinational mission after all." Naliang closed the software, feeling relieved as if he had completed a weekend assignment, stretched his back, and then felt the pain again.

"Well, the headquarters is very concerned about us and often asks about our well-being. I am overwhelmed..."

Conan (ー▽ー;): Haha, as expected, China is really different.

Conan suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit and said, "By the way, Brother Naliang, I actually have something to talk to you about."

Good guy, after talking for so long, I finally remembered it.

"If you think the four tones [si la so la] are typed out using the keystrokes of a cell phone, which four keys would they be?"

"[Si la fa mi]?" Naliang asked back symbolically, but more of his brows were raised in distress.

"Um... to be honest, I'm tone-deaf..."

Conan: "Ah... No way."

Yes, it is impossible for someone to be good at everything. Naliang has both intelligence and combat power. Isn't this the same as Conan?

"There's nothing I can do. I'll go back and ask other people." Conan thought to himself while holding his phone.

"Why are you asking this? Is this your elementary school music class?"

"No..." Conan told Naliang the keystroke tone of the boss's mailbox that he heard when he was confronting Vermouth.

Naliang thought for a moment, "I see, it's the boss's email address, no wonder."

Conan: "Yeah, now I have a clue, so I want to find it out."

"Hehe, actually, the boss's email address has long been known to the government agencies of our countries~"

"What! Brother Naliang, can you tell me?"

"I don't know. I'm just a small agent in the human team. How could I know this? But our captain Tian Weixing definitely knows."

Conan asked excitedly: "Really? Then can Brother Naliang help ask Uncle Tian Weixing?"

"No~" Naliang had that smiling and sly expression again.

Conan was stunned. Come on, are you always hiding it like this?

"Little detective, you have to know that there are some things that can only be understood by searching and discovering them by yourself. In this world, you still have to rely on yourself. Since you have already found the clues, why do you still need to ask others for help without any effort?"

"I see." Conan nodded. He could understand, but...

Why do I always feel that it is just Naliang who is lazy...

"Okay, Brother Naliang, I'm going back. The day after tomorrow I have to go camping with Professor Agasa and the others. After all, we agreed on it last time." Conan looked at the time. It was time to go back, otherwise Xiaolan would worry.

Naliang: "Oh, I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Conan: "So fast, Naliang brother, your injury..."

Naliang sighed, "There's nothing I can do about it. I have to go back as soon as possible, otherwise my two friends will get suspicious. They're not fools, and they might find out who I am."

"I must not expose myself now. If he finds out my true identity, I'll be finished..."

"He... is naturally Sanhuajiu."