The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Atsuto Yamashita, who was still hanging out with his wife in the name of working overtime, glanced in surprise at Shiratori who was rushing towards Sato, wondering if he really had to find a reason to go to Conan School to invite his head teacher out of the mountains.

As a leader, he always has to care about the emotional life of his subordinates.

If this office romance turns out to be a mess, he will lose face too.

"What crooked idea are you thinking?"

The slender index finger touched the man's temple, and the cold touch brought him back to his senses like an electric shock. Shiyu, who was so dissatisfied with pouting, was sitting on his desk.And under the table, the dangling feet bumped into his knees one after another.

The hard touch of the round-toed leather shoes and the ambiguous overtime work at the workplace, mixed together, made Kasumigaoka Shiyu quietly feel a sneaky excitement in his heart.

"You're wrong."

They were all old couples, and with just one look, Yamashita Toruto noticed that Shi Yu kicked him more frequently.

What this means, the old driver who took his wife around the eighteenth bend of the mountain road is naturally very familiar with it.

"What's wrong?"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was so ashamed and indignant that his mind was pierced, he picked up the document on the table and took a picture of it.

Take it lightly, the thunder is loud, and the rain is small.

"When I say it's wrong, it's wrong—huh?"

Atsuto Yamashita, who grabbed the girl's ankle with one hand, changed slightly.

"Eh? What are you doing? Don't take off my shoes, don't take them off. No matter how bad you are, I have to go back to your office. There are so many people watching here."

Unable to break free, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's face turned pale with fright, and she leaned over to the man's ear, begging for mercy.

She loves to flirt with the man she likes, but this is... too exciting, it has exceeded her psychological tolerance limit.

"Yamashita, Shiyu, what are you two doing?"

From behind, the carefree Miwako Sato asked suspiciously, Kasumigaoka Shiwa was so startled that her spine instantly stiffened, and cold sweat flowed out!

Especially when she saw that Tu Ren was holding the shoes he had taken off and putting them on the table aboveboard.

"I love you—"

"Shiyu, where have you been today? Who have you met?"

Before Xiazhiqiu Shiyu could open her mouth angrily, Atsuto Yamashita calmed her down with an unprecedented tone.

Sato Shiratori Takagi, who sensed something was wrong, also came over one after another.

The chewing gum that Atsuto Yamashita used tweezers to squeeze out from the gap between the front and back of the heel made the expressions of all three of them change——

Bug? !

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was also frightened.

She was bugged? !

Someone is following her? !

........................................................................

[Death, death, death, why can't you hear the voice over there? !

Is it too far away?That's not right, the distance from here to the Metropolitan Police Department should still be within the monitoring range mentioned by Dr. A Li. 】

Conan, who was still rushing from the apartment where Yamashita lived to the Metropolitan Police Department, suddenly became ugly.

I don't know if Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's safety awareness was influenced by Yamashita Toshito, but he was too cautious. He didn't find a chance to recover the bug.

The last time he heard the voice from the bug was when Okino Yoko sent Kasumigaoka Shiwa home.

【After such a long time, Yamashita wouldn't...

Forget it, there should be too little time, so I'd better tell him directly. 】

The loveless Conan immediately took out his mobile phone and started editing emails for Atsuto Yamashita.

This is a backup plan B.

Once the bug is not successfully retrieved within the planned time, immediately send an email to explain the ins and outs to Yamashita.

Although the operation of mistakenly sticking the bug to Kasumigaoka Shiba's shoes will make him laugh, relatively speaking, he would rather be laughed at for a few weeks than be misunderstood by Yamashita.

That guy's ability to hold vengeance is not generally strong.

Of course, he had to ask Yamashita to return the bug to him.

It was a bit of a struggle for Dr. A Li to make this thing, and it was full of cutting-edge technological achievements.It was ruined by a misunderstanding, and he felt a little distressed.

"Ugh……"

After sending the email, Conan turned his head with a sad face and prepared to go back to find Xiaolan, intending to ask her to go to Yamashita to retrieve the bug on his behalf.

He has to hide at home these few days.

However, when he stepped on the solar skateboard and strolled back to a corner intersection, a familiar face quietly came into his eyes along with the flow of people.

"Mr. Judy?"

Conan was surprised.

Judy Sterling, a former Didan high school English teacher who had met several times, and whose true identity was an FBI elite agent, actually helped a stern man wearing a knitted hat into a tailor's shop.

【What happened?shootout?Is that man injured? 】

Considering Judy's identity, Conan's heart, which was just out of his wits just now, was itchy like being scratched by a cat's paw.

[Ms. Judy is from the FBI, and she seems to have a good relationship with Yamashita, so it should be fine to go in and have a look, right? 】

Conan hesitated.

If it was him in the past, then there is a high probability that he will directly stick to A's face now.If you don't rely on a cute face to follow along, you will be sorry for the curiosity that has been carved into your bones.

However, the shadow that Atsuto Yamashita left on his heart was really too great.

Conan still can't forget the time when the two of them first met, he ran down the mountain recklessly and confidently wanted to negotiate terms, but the fear of being held in the head by a gun.

Although the code names are all fake, but when Atsuto Yamashita said in person, "I am also a member of the organization, and the code name is Shirley", Conan really lost all hope.

He still remembers the sense of fear, oppression and tension.

If this is a confidential matter within the FBI, then wouldn't he, a detective, get involved...

Hiding in the corner, Conan, who was always watching the flow of people coming in and out of the clothing store, had a big face that was almost tangled into a bun, and finally sighed, and reluctantly called Atsuto Yamashita.

Be cautious, learn to be cautious.

This is the most important lesson Conan learned from Yamashita Atsuto.

The FBI has been stirring up wind and rain in the United States all year round. It is very strange that it suddenly appeared in Japan. Although Japan came to Japan for the Black Organization, but——

【Um?wrong. 】

Conan raised his head suddenly, thinking of a possibility.

"Hello? What does the big detective want from me?"

On the phone, Atsuto Yamashita's lazy voice reached Conan's ears.

Judging from his tone, he should have seen his text message explaining the whole story.

"I found Teacher Judy and the injured FBI. They may have exchanged fire with people from the Black Organization. Do you want to come and see?"

"Oh, that. I'm not free right now. If you want to find out, you can find out by yourself. I still have a case to deal with, so I'll hang up first."

As soon as Atsuto Yamashita heard Judy's name, he lost the intention to continue listening, and hung up the phone after answering something perfunctorily.

Anyway, if he can stand with Judy, it will be fine for Conan to go there.

He vaguely remembered that at the end of the plot, it seemed that Conan's villa had become the FBI's temporary base in Tokyo.If there is nothing to do, Judy and others will lead the team to hold a meeting inside, which is outrageous!

"Is this a work phone, Officer Yamashita?"

Okino Yoko looked at the man in front of him and put down the phone in his hand, his eyes were full of curiosity: "You are looking for me so late, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious, I just came here to warn you and take back your ignorant curiosity, Belmode."

Atsuto Yamashita sneered, and threw the bug and chewing gum in the evidence bag in front of her respectively.

The woman's face remained the same, but there was a little more playfulness between her eyebrows: "How do you know it's me?"

"Shiwa told me that Yoko Okino accompanied her to Reina Minami's house, and then this bug appeared in the gap between the heels."

"Just because of this?" Belmode raised his eyebrows, not very convinced.

She thought there was nothing wrong with her disguise, neither Cool guy nor Keel found anything wrong.

"I didn't care at first, but until I received a long-overdue email from your Cool guy." Atsuto Yamashita took out his phone and put the email that Conan just sent not long ago on the In front of Belmode.

"In the email, he confessed the fact that the bug he used to help Shui Wurenai catch the mysterious illegitimate fan was accidentally stepped on by Shi Yu."

"And then? What does this mean?" Belmode was noncommittal.

"You don't know him, or rather, you don't know him like I do."

Atsuto Yamashita leaned his arms on the table and said with a slight smile: "As long as there is a possibility of getting back the bug, he will never send me this email.

That is to say, from the afternoon when Shiwa and Yoko Okino left Rena Mizumu's house until he made up his mind to send this email, he has been trying to retrieve his bug, but without success.

It's not right for you cool guy, and I think it's not right, because Shiwa doesn't have such a high sense of defense at all.

Of course, the most important thing is that I crushed the bug as soon as I found it, but Conan asked me to keep the bug in the email and hand it over to Xiaolan in a few days. "

"…………"

Belmode reached out and picked up the cigarette case on the table, and put one in his mouth.

"You followed Shi Yu to my house, didn't you?" Yamashita Toruto asked playfully as he looked at the woman who was puffing out the clouds in front of him.

"Do you know Yamashita-kun, there is a mystery about you that is fascinating and you can't help but want to find out." Belmode said sassyly, exhaling smoke rings slowly.

She likes mystery, and she also likes to explore mystery.

This is the only, one of the few pleasures she has left now.

The crazy impression of Atsuto Yamashita standing on the helicopter she pilots and shooting skyscrapers is a bit impressive.

"Have you ever heard that curiosity killed the cat?"

"According to common sense, cats have nine lives."