The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

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In Itakura Zhuo's records, the person in contact with him in the organization is a woman who speaks like a queen.

An English version of self-introduction is even more sensational.

"We can be both of God and the devil. Since we're trying to raise the dead against the stream of time."

"We are both God and the Devil. For we turn back the tide of time and bring the dead back to life."

Haibara, who read to the depth and ignored the surroundings, was suddenly startled.

Turning around suddenly, Conan and Dr. Ali came into view with serious faces: "Edogawa? Doctor?"

"Itakura Taku's diary, Yamashita sent it here?" Conan, who had been obsessed with this diary earlier, immediately rushed to the computer, his eyes were full of unbelievable light.

"He left it in the clinic, and I brought it back myself." Hui Yuanai stroked the hair on his forehead, and his face immediately returned to calm.

"What does this mean? The purpose of the Black Organization?"

"probably."

"What is probably? Huiyuan, this is—"

"This is a plan prepared by the organization half a century ago, and aptx-4869 is the product of this plan. Although it was not the drug I originally intended to develop."

Haibara Ai stepped aside calmly, watching Conan, who was breathing heavily, continued to read Taku Itakura's diary.

"Huihara, has Yamashita already read these contents?" The glasses of the primary school students in front of the computer were all reflecting light.

"Probably. Why, do you also want to intervene?" Hui Yuanai, who had finished reading the contents of the diary, raised a playful look.

Itakura Zhuo wrote very clearly in his diary that for the sake of the well-being of all mankind, he could not complete the development of that software.

So he put the unfinished software and the check given to him by the black organization in the villa five days ago, and hid by himself, preparing to board the plane and flee abroad.

The design of connecting three game software at the same time is also to make a fortune in the end.

"Wait a minute, in that case, the murderer who killed Itakura Taku did not kill the wrong person?"

In the clinic, watching his friend Yamashita Atsuto typing on the keyboard, Aso frowned, thinking of the Itakura Taku case he mentioned earlier.

Soma Ryusuke killed Itakura Takuo because he believed that this man had already betrayed his dream.But judging from the content of this diary, itakura Zhuo stopped software development completely because that software has the risk of harming all mankind.

"Who knows."

With a lollipop in his mouth, the clacking sound of the keyboard was particularly bright.

Chapter 220 IX If It’s Just a Child’s Body, It’s Not Possible to Do Such a Thing

"But Yamashita, what are you writing here?"

Leaving aside the idea that Ryusuke Soma might have killed Taku Itakura because of this misunderstanding, Asagi is now very interested in the code his friend is writing now.

"A gadget that can crack passwords and a trivial small program is just a gift from me to Gin. After all, I feel embarrassed after taking so much money from them."

“……………???”

Do you still have a conscience? ? ?

Asahi really had disbelief written all over his face: "Just what you did before? Are you making trouble?"

"I'm helping you get rid of car addiction. It's hard work." Atsuto Yamashita, wringing his fingers, was very dissatisfied.

Obviously he was doing something good.

Gin and Tangtang, a top professional killer, is so big-hearted that he drives such a rare Porsche 356A around the market. Isn't this obviously attracting attention?

What is the most important thing about a killer?

It's low-key.

Gin is too high-profile, no, absolutely not.

"I am using my actual actions to correct the wrong concept of [low-key] in Gin's mind, which is a great contribution to the distillery. Maybe Gin will thank me for smashing his antique luxury What about car dreams?"

"There is a set of fallacies."

Ma Sheng really had no choice but to support his forehead: "Do you know how to program?"

"I learned a little bit during the training before. I can't write too advanced things and make a simple small program. It's okay."

After the progress bar was loaded, Atsuto Yamashita pulled out the CD and got up, ready to leave, but saw a young figure carrying a shopping bag at the door of the clinic.

Haibara Ai.

"Looks like you've read the diary?"

Atsuto Yamashita was not surprised.

"I can't keep escaping, isn't that what you two mean?" The girl who put down the shopping bag adjusted her slightly disordered breathing, and the heavy snow falling on her shoulders gradually melted at room temperature.

Her older sister Miyano Akemi is still waiting for her in the foreseeable future, and Haibara feels that she really can no longer escape.

As the two people said in front of her, since she chose to stay in Japan and Tokyo, it meant that she had to pay for her choice.

"So, what are you?"

Asahi did see the clothes in the shopping bag and raised his eyebrows.

"If you do this kind of thing, it might not work if it's just a child's body, right?"

In order to be able to meet her sister again in the future, Haibara Ai, who was determined to change her attitude towards the organization, asked back.

"A child's body...you mean, you want to grow bigger too?"

Inexplicably recalling Kudo Shinichi's size and size, Aso Shishi looked at the girl with strange eyes.

"The first version of the temporary antidote based on the white dry wine you mentioned still lacks a drug tester. I think now is the time to test the results."

Hui Yuanai, who went upstairs with his clothes, didn't even look back, and Liu Macheng's expression changed suddenly: "Hey, wait a minute—"

Snapped.

The palms on the shoulders made Aso stop abruptly: "Yamashita, you?"

"You can't stop her. What's more, there are some thresholds that can only be crossed if she makes up her mind."

With a lollipop in his mouth, Toruto Yamashita chuckled and raised the CD in his hand.

"It's too dangerous. The temporary antidote was only made by taking advantage of the characteristics of baigan wine. In case of any accident along the way—"

"Perhaps, with you, a doctor who is good at treating diseases and saving lives, it is her confidence to dare to be so self-willed once."

The man at the foot of the mountain raised his eyebrows, looking up and down at Ma Chengshi, whose brows were furrowed unconsciously: "If you're worried, you can come along with me."

"I?"

"Ah, it's just an appetizer anyway. It's not a big scene. Don't worry about monitoring, I'll take care of it."

It doesn't matter to the people at the bottom of the mountain.

"Run after dismantling things... The security of the organization is not so easy to break... Yamashita Atsuto..."

Ten minutes later, an unfamiliar voice, obviously still panting, reached the ears of the two.

Following the prestige, a woman wearing a wine red turtleneck sweater on her upper body, khaki trousers on her lower body, and short boots came into view casually.

Under the short coffee-colored hair was the sweat constantly oozing from his forehead, and his disordered breathing gradually returned to normal.

"Gray..."

Aso really frowned, worried about Hui Yuanai's current state.

"Miyano Shiho, my name."

The woman who was slowly walking down the stairs rubbing the handrail gradually regained strength in her limbs, and there was a proud smile on her exquisite cheeks: "Do you remember now, stupid student."

"..." Asahi really turned dark.

"Alert security issues, simple."

After spitting out the plastic stick in his mouth, Atsuto Yamashita snapped his fingers, and his eyes fell on his friend with black lines on his face: "Chengshi, I'll leave it to you."

The poison he used to deal with the world's top mercenaries before happened to happen again.

"Let's go, Breaking Bad."

"Don't give me such a messy nickname." Ma Cheng was really dissatisfied.

"What does it matter if it's just a code name? Hitomi Miyano Shiho didn't object to you opposing a hammer. Hurry up, hurry up, or you won't be able to catch up." Atsuto Yamashita urged indifferently.

Doctors who save lives are most likely out of school, cursing and swearing.

On one side, Miyano Shiho leaned against the wall, feeling his body gradually returning to normal, and took several deep breaths in a row: 【Sister...】

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"Yes, Itakura Zhuo said that he had a heart attack and couldn't delay it, so the trading time has been brought forward. You can just tell the elder brother directly."

"Also, let our people go to the Xianqiao Station to ambush and not let even a fly in. When the software is available, I will kill him directly."

"that is it."

On the edge of a certain road in Tokyo, the vodka that hung up the phone stamped out the cigarette butt under his feet, looking at the photo of Taku Itakura in his hand, the corner of his mouth grinned cruelly.

He did understand the engineer's condition, so itakura Zhuo used this as a reason to ask for an earlier transaction time when communicating by email, and Vodka didn't have much suspicion.

"You're going to die anyway, so I'll give you a ride ahead of time."

Obviously imitating the sneer of big brother Gin, but the vodka who looked like a fool added the car and drove to the destination - Xianqiao Station.

More than three hours later, when the vodka arrived at the destination, the gate of the station with the sign of "Construction" was empty, and there was no car parked.

"Really, isn't that guy here yet?"

Vodka frowned.

If it wasn't for the companion who had already ambushed in the headset to confirm that no one had been here, he would probably think that someone had already entered.

"It's vodka."

In the distance of Kanabashi Station, Miyano Shiho, who took off his backup tracking glasses, frowned.

For her with distillery ptsd, vodka was one of the few things she wasn't particularly afraid of.

"Wait a little longer, the gin will definitely come."