Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Hiroki Sawada went out today to avoid people because most of the security personnel were transferred away for his adoptive father's press conference. He took advantage of the time when the person who was monitoring him was napping and ran out to try to end his life.

His newly invented bloodline tracing technique accidentally led him to discover a shocking secret, and his adoptive father...

"Bang." With a muffled sound, Sawada Hiroki bumped into someone. He subconsciously apologized, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar face, "Sorry... Private Marseille."

"Are you worried, kid?" The man, who looked almost identical to him except for the color of their eyes, half-bent down and rubbed his head. "Did it hurt?"

"No." Hiroki Sawada shook his head.

He actually wanted to ask why he saw the policeman walking in another direction, but he saw him here again.

But when he thought about the fact that he had not been under surveillance all the way, Hiroki Sawada helped Lin Yucheng cover up his lie very smoothly.

Seeing the child staring blankly, Lin Xiaochen didn't know what to say for a moment: "Do you... want to eat ice cream?"

Hiroki Sawada subconsciously refused, but a minute later he stuffed an ice cream cone into his hand.

"Thanks……"

Hiroki Sawada sat on a bench and finished the entire cone before the ice cream melted.

Lin Xiaochen sat aside and fiddled with the computer.

Hiroki Sawada went to see out of curiosity and found that it was news about the press conference of Sintora Corporation.

"Uncle, are you planning to go to the press conference?"

Lin Xiaochen raised his eyebrows: "Uh... I'm a little curious, after all, it's a new thing. But, I can't get in, after all, I'm just an ordinary person."

"Sawada, why are you here? Come back with me!" A man in black clothes ran over angrily speaking in English.

Lin Xiaochen saw Zetian startled and his body trembled slightly.

He quickly stood up and stopped the man from pulling Sawada: "What are you doing? Who are you to this child?"

This man is obviously not a relative of the child. He looks fierce and ferocious. Could he be a gangster?

"Get lost!" the man said angrily, "Mr. Sawada, the boss has been waiting for you for a long time. You've been out for too long."

As he said that, he reached behind Lin Xiaochen. Lin Xiaochen turned sideways and reached out to grab Sawada Hiroki, and the three of them played like an eagle catching chicks.

"The child doesn't want to go back with you, what are you doing?" Lin Xiaochen was displeased and obviously looked down upon the other party's behavior like a human trafficker.

Hiroki Sawada behind him looked terrified, and it was obvious that he had experienced something bad. Although this country has a lot of laws prohibiting child abuse, who can say for sure what goes on in private? Besides, cold violence is also violence.

The big man in black obviously wanted to take the person back to monitor him.

"Sawada, the boss has invited your father to dinner today. If you don't go now, you will be late."

Lin Xiaochen clearly felt the people behind him pause, and finally, Zetian walked out from behind him: "I'm sorry, sir, I have to go back."

The big man in black looked at Lin Xiaochen proudly. Lin Xiaochen said nothing, reached out and pulled Zetian's clothes, squatted down and straightened the collar of his shirt.

Hiroki Sawada's eyes lit up slightly.

Lin Xiaochen stood up: "Okay, I'm just being sentimental."

Sawada Hiroki was thrown into the room roughly. His adoptive father, the president of Sintora Company, stood in front of the door, his mean face full of contempt: "Hiroki, do you really think I know nothing? Put away your little thoughts. If I find out that you sneak out again, you know the consequences."

Hiroki Sawada's clothes were in disarray, indicating that he had been searched. Xindora tore up a piece of paper in front of him and said, "Humph, go check this person out. I want to see who dares to go against us."

After saying that, he turned away. As the door was slammed shut, Hiroki Sawada slowly got up from the ground.

He took clean clothes and ran into the bathroom, crawling under the sink, which was the only place that could not be captured by the surveillance camera.

He took the note out from the hem of his clothes - the policeman tore the hem open with extremely fast hands, stuffed the note in, and quickly fixed it with a plastic nail.

Since the bodyguards rarely paid attention to these locations, and since they had already searched the pocket for the notes, they simply assumed that there was only that one note.

Hiroki Sawada quickly wrote down the number on the note, then crumpled the paper into a ball and swallowed it.

After doing all this, he changed into another set of clothes and left.

Sitting back in front of the computer, he numbly began to type on the keyboard. As a few lines of code appeared, an anonymous email was sent out silently.