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

"Mr. Ito, why—are you not a policeman?"

"!"

Mr. Ito.

Makoto Ito.

Attracted by the gunshot, Edogawa Conan's pupils trembled. He was investigating reliable clues to Nayue's whereabouts. He passed by on the way back to the hotel, but he didn't expect to meet people from the black organization again.

He held his breath and did not make a sound. He had never doubted Sanada Hatomi's identity before. He only thought that there were also undercover black organizations inside the police.

But if the person in the alley is Ito Makoto, where is the real Hatomi Sanada?

Could it be that the person who happened to meet in the previous case and said that he went to work at the Metropolitan Police Department was the real Hatomi Sanada?

Why didn't the other party refute and explain...

The information was confusing and I couldn't figure out what was going on. Edogawa Conan was too focused on observing the scene in the alley, and ignored another accomplice in the black organization approaching behind him.

It wasn't until he saw the corner wall where he was hiding, the reflection cast on the messy wall dust changed, and another much larger shadow approached his shadow, that he realized with a jump in his heart, how could there be so many people on the ground who were "Makoto Ito" Solved it alone?

But it was too late, and the other side of the neck, which was intact, was also hit hard.

The boy's eyes darkened and he collapsed to the ground.

Amuro, wearing a black baseball cap, was full of hostility, stepped on the blood that was spreading on the ground, stood at the entrance of the alley and pointed his gun inward, aiming at the person who put the knife on his companion's neck.

Click, the sound of opening the insurance.

"Cointreau, who is he?"

The real person stood in the front position with his back to the alley, he didn't turn his neck, and Yi Guyou would find that he was not a human being with a flick of his hand, this was the closest time to falling off the horse.

Now the parallel line version is 12.0, which was just changed last week, and the frequency of updates is getting shorter and shorter.

There was faint exhaustion between the lines in the system: [Twenty hours. 】

[Don't do unnecessary things during this time, wait for me. 】

【learn! 】

After calming down from the panic of seeing the characters in the original book, Zhenren raised his hand to tell his colleagues not to act rashly: "Misunderstanding."

In order to hide his identity and prevent exposure, he casually used Makoto Ito's name.

I have set a bond with Yi Gu Youtai, and the other party will not mention myself in front of high-level professionals, telling him what I do is actually harmless, but it does not comply with the work rules and regulations.

Pulled by the real person's signal, he took back the sharpened spell tool, and Yi Gu Youtai lowered his eyes, and said softly:

"Mr. Ito, I actually went back to Sendai today."

"The people in the police station said that they don't have a criminal policeman with the surname 'Ito'..." He didn't want to disturb the other party, so he just left his things and left.

Otoko Yuta wants to know why Mr. Ito, who asked him to use his strength to save people, is harming others, and even the name "Makoto Ito" should be fake, right?

Knowing that the young man went to look for him, Zhenren felt a little complicated.

If possible, he also wants to get along well with the other party, but he is not a human being now.

"Actually, I'm a police officer."

After the real person finished speaking, he felt that such an explanation was flimsy, and the evidence was more credible.

So he turned around and asked Toru Amuro who came over: "Have you brought your ID?"

I don't know where to put Sanada xx's, and he has never reissued it.

Amuro glanced at the blue-haired young man with disapproval, "I didn't bring it."

It was clearly written in his eyes: Which undercover agent have you ever seen would carry this thing on his body?

Reality: "..."

—

After a concise explanation, the real person concluded.

"I'm currently performing an undercover mission, and my whereabouts need to be kept secret, so what I saw and heard tonight, I hope Mr. Yi Gu will rot in his stomach."

"No wonder—I shall forget!"

Otoko Yuta felt very sorry for his behavior just now, and kicked the human trafficker who was still holding his trouser legs back to the corpse pile, "I was impulsive, I'm really sorry..."

Looking at the corpses, he found that Mr. Ito was different from what he had imagined, or maybe he had put the other party into a perfect frame without authorization.

Mr. Ito noticed his gaze and smiled.

"In order to practice justice, sometimes you have to do something that goes against your heart."

Yi Guyouta stared at him in a daze, and wanted to ask the blue-haired young man who was walking retrograde in the darkness what his real name was, but he still didn't say it in the end, because their lives are actually very difficult to overlap.

It's fine to maintain the status quo like this, and the other party should think so too.

"Yigu-jun, what are you here for?"

"I suddenly received a cleansing task during the spring break, and I have already completed it."

"Are you alone?"

"Yes."

"Yigu-kun is indeed very powerful." The real person sent Otoko Yuta out of the alley while talking, making room for Toru Amuro to play.

He took out the drug from his body and poured it on the handkerchief, covering the mouth and nose of the unconscious boy by the corner for a few seconds, ensuring that he would not wake up for a while.

Yi Guyou looked at him in confusion: "Who is this child?"

"He's a desperate detective."

"Eh?"

The real person thought for a while and gave a more intuitive explanation: "Bold brat."

Yi Gu Youtai recalled something, and nodded with a deep understanding.

Just thinking about how to say goodbye to the young man, after all, the torture should take a while, and there may be other people coming at any time, when the real person saw the black-skinned partner come out wiping the blood between his fingers with a handkerchief.

He was surprised by the other party's speed: "It's over?"

Toru Amuro shook his head, and said that he could not continue, "If there is no more bleeding, I will die."

The real person looked at Toru Amuro with a bit of fear: "What have you done?"

Toru Amuro had a helpless expression, "It's because you didn't strike lightly or hard."

"That..." Yigu Youta raised his hand suddenly, "I might be able to help if it is treated."

Toru Amuro didn't show much surprise when he saw the miraculous scene where Otoko Yuta was being healed with the inversion technique, and he obviously had a certain understanding of the existence of special abilities.

The ones who react the most are the outlaws being treated.

Hearing the thoughtfulness of the real person, he said that it is not necessary to completely heal and hang his life, anyway, he will be silenced for a while; and the handsome young man who just turned to the blue-haired killing sword to save people actually said that he has plenty of spell power and does not take much effort, and healed everything a lot It doesn't matter how many times you come.

He rolled and crawled towards Amuro Tona: "I say!"

"I'll say anything!"

"I beg you to give me a good time!"

—

—

Say goodbye to the original characters soon, the task is over in the early hours of the morning.

Zhenzhen has a very clear understanding of his cursed luck, and he is worried about whether Gojo Satoru will suddenly appear, and he does not dare to be careless on the way back to Sanada House.

When he passed the dojo suddenly, he saw a touch of white on the lush branches not far away.

If you look closely, it is a white-haired owl.

"..."

The real person looked at it for a few seconds, and his throat rolled.

...

The bright moonlight flows quietly.

Masaki Takigawa was sitting in the bow dojo when he suddenly heard several sharp calls not far away.

"Wind, what's wrong?"

Not long after he made the sound, the snowy owl flapped its wings and flew back when he heard the call, and landed on the outstretched hand tied with the bow. Its feathers were a little messy, and it began to tidy up.

Takigawa Masaki didn't know what animal it encountered just now, in short, it must have experienced a cruel fight and was bitten off a lot of hair.

The next morning.

Taking advantage of last night's hard-won rules, Masato reluctantly played a few games with Sanada Genemon, and then was driven away.

After breakfast, remembering that the missing girl was not abducted by the second line last night, he asked Sanada Saki: "Genichiro didn't come back all night?"

"He called back just now, and Natsuki has already found him. He was rescued by the detective agency when he lost his way. Will you accompany Xianichiro to send the child to the hospital to see his brother later?"

"I go?"

"His classmates would like to thank you very much. The Maori detectives were also invited, and there was a gun battle on the edge of the government security zone last night. It is safer to have police officers follow."

Zhenren knew that he and Amuro should have had sex last night, so he nodded in response.

Zaoji said again: "By the way, the child from the Takigawa family next door came to visit just now, and the sage was talking to him. I remember the snowy owl he raised that you liked the most before."

Reality: "..."

Well, he knows, it feels good.