The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"Don't worry, I will take care of it here. There is no problem with the performance arrangement, and there will be no delay."

Standing on tiptoe to the bathroom, a young man in a brown-gray suit held his mobile phone sideways, put his hands under the faucet, and smiled sweetly at the corner of his mouth: "What? No, no, no, I don't miss you at all."

【What, I really want to, my mouth is almost on the back of my head. 】

Conan, who was blowing his hands, squinted and glanced at the duplicity man beside him.

He also missed Xiaolan.

[I don't know if her matchmaking plan today was successful.Uncle's kind of person doesn't seem to be obedient.However, if Xiaolan's mother really wants to move back, wouldn't I want to eat her meals in the future? 】

Thinking of Fei Yingli's culinary skills that can create a murder case, Conan has lingering fears.

He would rather eat instant noodles cooked by Mori Kogoro than eat meals cooked by his future mother-in-law.

"Honey, are you ready?"

"Sure, let's go."

Conan walked slowly because he was thinking about things in his head.But it was precisely because of this that he saw the brunette young man who had called his lover sweetly in the bathroom before, hugging the waist of a scantily clad woman, and leaving the waiting hall intimately.

The appearance of talking and laughing made Conan couldn't help curling his lips, and secretly spat:

Bah, scumbag!

"Ah Choo! Who is scolding me behind my back?"

At Tokyo University, in Professor Harada's office, Atsuto Yamashita sneezed several times in a row for no apparent reason.

"Why didn't you say that you caught a cold last night." Xiazhiqiu Shiyu gave him a blank look, and hurriedly bent down and took out a few pieces of paper and handed them to the man with a runny nose.

"No, why don't you catch a cold?"

"Because I have a good physique, karate is not for nothing."

"Are you in good health?" Toshito Yamashita looked suspiciously at his fiancée.

This gaze was very hurtful, causing Xiazhiqiu Shiyu to punch him in the chest twice in embarrassment.

She didn't know what was going on. Others said that there were only exhausted cows, but it seemed to be the opposite when it came to her.

Ever since we got together, she hasn't won once...

"Yamashita, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have to go to the Metropolitan Police Department, and I can't accompany you to catch up on the old days."

After finishing the phone call, the old man pushed the door open with a little tiredness between his brows, rubbing the center of his brows with his right hand, pretending to smile and apologize.

"It's okay, family matters are important." Atsuto Yamashita got up, and said goodbye respectfully with Shi Yu.

"It would be great if my son could make me as proud as you are." Harada Hiroki sighed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened: "I'll send you two out."

"No need, teacher. Go get busy. I'll just take Shiyu for a walk. I just want to introduce to her the great achievements I made in school."

Yamashita Atsuto has long been used to being "other people's child". Although he doesn't know what happened in the teacher's house now, the teacher didn't say anything, obviously because he didn't want him to help.

"Duren, do you know your teacher's son?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who left the office and wandered around the campus of Dongda University, was somewhat curious.

"Ah, I know him. His name is Harada Jun. He is a very mature and stable person. He was an executive of a technology company a long time ago..."

On the romantic cobblestone road, a man and a woman chat with each other.

The two waves of people hanging far behind the two of them were still watching secretly.

Chapter 2 The coincidence hidden in the gin mission files ([-])

"Xiuyi, are you sure we will continue to monitor? I wonder if Atsuto Yamashita has discovered me. He has been walking around the school with his fiancée, and he is still walking in some empty places that are hard for me to follow. area."

On the campus of Dongdaeho University, hiding in a corner, FBI agent Andre Kamel, known as the "Double Drivers" with the vodka member of the winery, looked worried, and lowered his head to get closer to the button-shaped communicator. asked in a low voice.

"Continue to follow."

In the headset, Akai Shuichi's order made him feel helpless: "But what if we are found out?"

They were caught by Atsuto Yamashita once before the FBI was in Japan.

Although relying on Judy's dealings and after paying part of the information of the black organization, the few FBI agents who were arrested were successfully brought back, but this has somewhat caused the FBI to worry about the police in the Metropolitan Police Department and even the Japanese public security. On the number.

After all, this is Japan, Tokyo, and Atsuto Yamashita is, after all, a prominent figure in the Metropolitan Police Department.

If you continue to mess around, if you are caught again, it will not be so easy to get out.

"…………"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the headset.

After a long while, Akai Shuichi's voice came again: "It doesn't matter if you are discovered."

"Huh, huh?" Andre Kamel thought he had heard it wrong at first.

It doesn't matter what it means to be discovered?

"If he was discovered, I have a reason to look for him. If his coma when he was in charge of guarding Tokiwa Rongce in the hospital was really intentional." Lighting a match, the man sitting in the Chevrolet driver's seat lowered his head and lit it. With a cigarette in his mouth, he said slowly.

If it was intentional, it means that the Japanese public security and Metropolitan Police Department most likely reached some kind of in-depth cooperation, and they also have some information that even the FBI does not have.

If this is the case, then he will have to re-examine the FBI's role in the operation to capture the members of the black organization.

After all, this is what they came to Japan for.

"I understand." Kamel nodded, continued to pretend, and followed behind Shanxia Toruren to observe secretly.

"Xiuyi, if Atsuto Yamashita is what you think, what do you want to do?" Judy, who was smoking second-hand smoke in the Chevrolet passenger seat, frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Let's see if we can carry out intelligence transactions, exchanges and cooperation. That organization in black must be destroyed." Speaking of the organization, Akai Shuichi's face became a little colder.

Most importantly, if this is the case, then the mysterious M78 organization may not be a smoke bomb released by the Japanese public security, or it may be a special operations team secretly set up by the Metropolitan Police Department to deceive people.

This is undoubtedly good news for the FBI, especially for Shuichi Akai.

After all, the Japanese public security is no longer his ally.At the very least, as long as Amuro Toru—no, it should be as long as Jiang Guling is in one day, it is impossible for the FBI team he leads to contact the police who have had access to the organization's information.

"Then we can only continue to wait."

Judy was thinking about something in her heart, from the corner of her eye, her partner's stern profile appeared from time to time, the words came to her mouth, but she swallowed them again: "By the way, about Xiuyi, about Miyano Akemi..."

"It's over, I know." Akai Shuichi paused for a cigarette, lowered his eyelids and said calmly.

It's not that he can't trust Judy, but the fact that Mingmei is still alive, the less people know, the better.

"But it's you."

The man shook off the soot, and the lingering smoke gradually rose, blurring his face: "Judging from various sources and what we saw that day, Belmode is indeed dead."

At first, Akai Shuichi doubted the possibility of Belmode feigning death to hide the truth. After all, the situation at that time was too unfavorable for Gin and his party. With the style of the witch with thousands of faces, it is not impossible to avoid danger by feigning death matter.

But until now, he has not received any news that the black organization has started to clean up the door.The only news I received was that because something happened in Japan, the organization's second-in-command Rum rushed back from abroad to preside over the overall situation.

If Belmode is indeed still alive, then she will definitely pass back the news of the traitors who were present at that time.

"It's a pity that I couldn't catch her with my own hands, but if she dies, let's die." Judy turned her head and looked at the dark parking lot outside the car window.He took off the old mirror frame on the bridge of his nose and wiped it carefully.

Akai Hideichi didn't speak any more, just stubbed out the cigarette butt, and started the car.

The sound of the roaring engine is played in ensemble with the exhaust throat, and the sound waves are melodious and long.

"Tuten, is there a parking lot near here? Why is it so noisy all of a sudden?"

Under the leadership of her fiancé, Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was familiar with the future university, turned her head and looked in the direction of the sound waves. The campus was still full of people coming and going.

"No, maybe some brats turned the activity room into a game room to play racing games and simulate sound waves." Atsuto Yamashita shook his head, as if recalling the comfortable days when there was no law, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise , I could see a bit of splendor in the eyes of the girl beside me.

"Speaking so proficiently, have you done this before?"

"I'm not talented. If I didn't get good enough grades back then, I might not be able to graduate."

"? I can't finish it——Duren, how noisy you were before!" Shi Yu, who hadn't reflected it at first, frowned, hugged the man's arm tightly and laughed out loud.

"Let's put it this way, it's not bad that he wasn't expelled that year."

An abrupt female voice came from behind the two of them, and Shan Xia, who stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked, his eyes slightly narrowed.

A burgundy lady's suit, bronzing short hair reaching the ears; oval face, bright red lips.

"Takasugi Mieko, don't sit in the office of your Takasugi Foundation and come to the school celebration? It's really rare."

It's rare that people at the foot of the mountain are full of yin and yang when they open their mouths.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who was very familiar with his man's temperament, immediately put this strange woman in front of him as a target of vigilance.

The one who can make a man feel so weird when meeting him is either his ex-girlfriend, or his ex-girlfriend, or his ex-ex-girlfriend.

This is her intuition as a former romantic light novel writer.

However, to Kasumigaoka Shiyu's surprise, she seems to have guessed wrong?

"After my brother went in, you lost contact with me. It's really not easy to see you." Mieko Takasugi tilted her head slightly and said with a chuckle.

【After her brother went in?Her brother is a murderer? ?Wait a moment!Takasugi? ! 】

Kasumigaoka Shiwa instantly thought of someone—Takasugi Toshihiko.

The man who was sent to prison by Atsuto Yamashita himself for trying to poison his bride Matsumoto Sayuri at the wedding.

[This Mieko Takasugi is his sister? 】

"It was my fault that I asked you to speak for my brother before. I apologize to you."

After smiling at Kasumigaoka Shiwa who was scrutinizing herself, Mieko Takasugi took out the two invitation letters from her bag and handed them to Atsuto Yamashita: "My new theater will open in half a month. If you are interested, Would you like to be rewarded?"

"The theater is opening? You rich second generations really know how to play." Atsuto Yamashita sneered, reached out to take the invitation letter and handed it to the girl beside him.

"Magician Yukimura Genichi? Is that the famous Japanese-born magician Yukimura Genichi?!" Opening the invitation letter out of curiosity, Kasumigaoka Shiwa's eyes lit up after seeing the program list attached inside.

"It's him. This is the first time he has returned to Japan to perform. If Ms. Kasumigaoka is interested, you might as well take your fiancé there to see it." Mieko Takasugi nodded with a smile, and there was no lack of encouragement in her words.

"What's so good about a broken magician, Shiyu, you have to like magic. Another day I'll catch Kaito Kidd and perform magic tricks for you." Atsuto Yamashita said disdainfully.

"Ah!"

Kaito Kuroba, who was far away from Suzuki's engineering team, sneezed abruptly.

"Damn it, it must be that tortoise Toshita Yamashita plotting against me again." Wiping his nose, Kuroba Kaito directly pinned the blame on that unscrupulous policeman with a small belly.

"Hey! The custom-made fish tank has arrived, everyone, come and help!"

The foreman not far away greeted him enthusiastically, and Hei Yu Kuai Dou followed silently with a dark face and a blade in his hand.