After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

One day in early September.

The hot summer has not yet faded, and the cicadas can be heard through the shade.

A leaf with a yellow tip fell down, and the glare of the sun occasionally happened to pass through the irregular holes made by moths on the leaves.

Finally, it wiped the hem of a passerby's clothes and landed on the ground.

The trousers cinched at the ankles had no extra embellishments, but the most common style, when worn on those two slender, muscular legs, made people unable to move their eyes away.

The feeling of falling also seems to be completely different.

The dark sweater pulled down the brim of the hat, and put the whole face in the shadow, browsing the phone screen mysteriously.

The young man who couldn't see his face clearly stopped at Mihuacho 5-chome, where the well-known Maori detective agency is located. He stopped and looked up as if to confirm it.

Then he turned off the screen with his thumb, put it in his pocket and walked forward. He didn't walk into the staircase aisle beside him, but pushed open the door of the coffee shop downstairs.

"Ding--"

"welcome."

The welcome bell rang, and the owner looked a little troubled.

Wiping his hands, he stepped forward and explained: "The waiter is temporarily busy, and the replacement has not arrived yet."

Schools are starting one after another, and now is not the best time for business, but some time ago Poirot was featured in a magazine recommended by a gourmet shop, and there were quite a few famous guests.

One person was really too busy, and his age was slightly older than Kogoro Mori. The owner spoke a few words, saying that he could not cook the signature set meal that young people like.

There are free coffee desserts, you can wait for a while and the clerk will arrive soon.

After finishing speaking, he handed the menu to the young man in front of him.

The fair-skinned hand took the gaze for a moment, and suddenly stood up from a corner position that was deliberately chosen to be unobtrusive.

With the movement, a striking strand of hair slipped from the collar.

The young man took off the mask covering his appearance: "I am very confident in my cooking, if you don't mind..."

Unlike the silent response just now, Unexpectedly smiled brightly.

"Please let me try."

...

An incredible amount of reliable intelligence.

The continuous and uninterrupted transmission of information about the "Z" organization is the only proof that he is still alive.

But such a risky move undoubtedly increases the risk of exposure.

Toru Amuro only knew that after that day, the "Cointreau" that was judged to be malfunctioning was taken to a secret laboratory of the organization.

Even Belmode, who has that kind of relationship with the boss, doesn't know the exact location, and even avoids it so much that he doesn't want to mention it.

In the torment of receiving the news of the death of his companion at any time, but can't do anything.

On this day, Toru Amuro suddenly received a contact from the coffee shop owner who was working part-time in order to get close to Mori and others, asking him to replace get off work for Azusa Enomoto who was on leave.

The light-blond man who hadn't been to the store for a long time washed his face, staring at himself in the mirror with a few drops of water splashed in front of him.

Blue-gray tiredness can be seen with the naked eye.

Knowing that depression is meaningless, it is better to believe that Sanada Hatomi can create miracles in the impossible as usual-he is also a spy at this time, and he should behave as usual.

Toru Amuro wiped his face, agreed to come down, put on his coat and set off.

The residence is not in Mihuacho and time is spent on the road.

Park the car in a nearby parking space, and step on the soft fresh leaves on the ground to the coffee shop where you work.

During the period, I accidentally glanced at the Iroha sushi restaurant next door, and I could see the organization's second-in-command Rum, who was also working next door disguised as a clerk.

Toru Amuro pushed open the door and went in, his eyes swept across the coffee shop.

Noticing something unusual, he paused slightly in the direction of the back kitchen. He changed his clothes naturally and greeted the boss lying on the lounge chair.

"Miss Enomoto, have you finished your work?"

"No."

Boss Poirot seemed a little excited. Smoking is not allowed in public places, so he just held it in his mouth and did not light it.

He held the homemade paper cigarettes between his fingertips, and pointed to the kitchen: "I have a guest to help, and the craftsmanship is really good."

"Are you that good at it? Manager, please don't fire me."

Toru Amuro joked, when he swept over there to pick up his things, he peeped out the silhouette of Setsu from the gap in the curtain.

Suddenly the movement of putting on the apron froze: "..."

I've been thinking about that person, have I misunderstood?

How did he seem to see his colleague in prison standing in the kitchen with an egg scrambler?

After hesitating for only a second, Toru Amuro immediately stepped forward and opened the curtain.

In the kitchen, the figure who was busy noticed someone coming from here, and looked sideways with a smile.

As if nothing happened, he greeted: "Here we are."

There is no doubt about this reaction.

——It’s me.

The black-skinned young man's face was full of disbelief, his pupils shrank sharply.

Then responding to Sanada Hato saw a friendly greeting from a colleague's fist - "You are crazy!"

Toru Amuro clenched the neckline of the blue-haired youth's sweater, and made such a growling question silently.

Although the most dangerous place is the safest, but the second-in-command Rum is next door!

"Is that how you welcome the heroes? It's too much, Fubuya." Sanada Hatomi complained, rubbing her flushed cheekbones as if completely out of condition.

Let go, Jiang Guling's words rolled down his throat several times, and finally asked: "Did you escape?"

Seeing that Sanada Hato turned around and washed the counter to wash his hands stained with ingredients, he tidied his clothes Shi Shiran.

He took out the last USB drive from his pocket.

He hooked the keychain and shook it.

"After obtaining the information, I will naturally leave."

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|■■■passed smoothly|

|Thank you for your hard work, and please work together in the future to maintain peace and stability in the world|

After receiving the notification from the main system, xxxx01 returned to his job.

The Conan manga in the world where the host lives is the projection of Hatomi Sanada's world, and he can see and even spoil part of the development in advance.

Of course, in order to rationalize the abnormality, a lot of content has been hidden, and the existence of "curse" will never be mentioned in the story. Everything is very "scientific" and in line with reality.

The shot was not given to the interior of the commercial vehicle.

There are only a few lines in the night that cannot be erased, ambiguous, and it is not even clear who said the lines.

【"That gun is very useful, I will keep it forever."】

【"Thank you for taking care of me all the time."】

【"Ito Makoto—"】

【"Actually, I am Hatomi Sanada, an undercover agent from the Japanese public security."】

When Sanada Hato saw this character, he admitted to being an undercover agent after being taken into the car.

That's all for now.

Immediately afterwards, it conformed to the old thief's usual urination, and the next few words were the daily routine of solving crimes.

The mainstream speculates that Hatomi Sanada is falsely surrendering to the enemy, relying on this unexpected method to obtain enemy intelligence.

In the following episode, Conan met Amuro Toru by chance, and was discussing the reliability of "intelligence" with his colleagues in the public security.

The opponent held a trap view, and Toru Amuro looked ugly.

From here the conjecture can be transformed into proof.

In short, after this main storyline came out, many people imagined the unknown past between Hatomi Sanada and Gin Jiu, digging sugar knives from the cracks in the words, and all kinds of fanfic are flying all over the sky.

The system calmly scanned the book and gave a great evaluation.

It's update day soon.

As the popularity of the role of "Hatomi Sanada" continues to skyrocket, the old thief may be under pressure, and soon the chief of police will be mentioned again in the next chapter, and it is still a big news:

——[Hatomi Sanada returned to the Metropolitan Police Department]

[Chapter 1xxx [Latest]]

【Title: "Bravemainnd"】

Early this morning.

A high-pitched exclamation sounded from the sky above the Mori Detective Agency. It was Kogoro who had received a certain call.

Edogawa Conan still had pressure marks on his face, and he sat up suddenly after being awakened.

Then I heard the uncle talking to the other end of the phone, and I could recognize from the voice that it was Police Officer Megure confirming: [Minister Sanada is back? 】

That day, Manata Hato saw that he took the initiative to leave with the people from the black organization. He said to the outside world that he was kidnapped. The people in the police station at the scene were far away, and they didn't see clearly that the other party was in a state of non-coercion and made a choice on their own initiative.

During this period of time, Edogawa Conan has also been very worried about Hatomi Sanada.

In order to prevent this from being an organizational conspiracy, he immediately went to the toilet to confirm with Toru Amuro.

Immediately received a reply.

【It's him. 】

Conan Edogawa breathed unconsciously, as if returning to the rooftop of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The figure who dismantled the bomb calmly and accurately in the face of the approaching countdown to zero reappeared in front of his eyes.

Obtaining criminal evidence from the black organization and getting out... is something Chief Inspector Sanada can do. They tried to stop him before, but it seemed that they didn't trust his strength enough.

only--

Edogawa Conan frowned worriedly, typing on the next screen.

[Is it too dangerous to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department? 】

After that day in the hospital, he also quickly understood that there were organized people in the Metropolitan Police Department, and the targets there were too obvious.

Toru Amuro seemed to have something to deal with, but he didn't reply yet.

The scene shifted to Toru Amuro, who did have a problem to deal with.

In the laboratory stronghold that the undercover organization frequented, after the discussion on the "Cointreau" plan was over, he passed by the second-in-command Gin.

Reply to Detective:

【He pretended to have amnesia, pretending to be impressed by the people from the Metropolitan Police Department.Use criminal evidence to coerce the organization to let him go, and not to reveal that he has worked for the organization. 】

Edogawa Conan has been guarding the reply, and immediately asked.

【Didn't Qin Jiu suspect that he might be an undercover agent? 】

Toru Amuro seemed silent.

He turned his head and quickly glanced at the silver-haired man who had come to the end and was talking to his younger brother Vodka.

Look away before the other person is acutely aware of you.

Amuro walked in the background of desolate and bright light, with closed password doors on both sides.

【No. 】

After finishing synchronizing information, you can delete the information skillfully with your fingertips.

He had actually seen Sanada Hatomi performing a mission, and he, who was born in a police academy, would also be fooled by those empty eyes.

But unlike Gin, Toru Amuro has also seen the other party mourn for the dead after finishing the mission, no matter what the other party's identity is.

This is the best man he knows.

In the black and white picture, the elongated shadow of the back and the ground ends on the next page.

today is weekend.

Over there, Edogawa Conan had finished his breakfast, and immediately came up with the almost exhausted excuse to go to Dr. Ali's house to play games, but in fact he wanted to see that incredible man.

On the way to the international practice, I happened to meet the Boy Detective Group and others.

Then something happened nearby.

Now there was no need to look for that person, and the blue-haired young man who had not resumed his position, but had already returned to work, quickly rushed to the scene with the police car.