[Conan] Scenery and Light and Wine

Plateau Construction Company welcomes an unexpected visitor.The visitor with blond hair and dark skin took out his press card and wanted to interview the engineering staff who organized the rescue half a month ago.

"May I ask how many employees participated in the rescue on the day of the incident?"

The two company elders who were sent as representatives to answer the questions looked at each other and recalled giving different answers.

"12 people..."

"Eleven people, right?"

"Hey, can't you confirm the exact number?" The blond reporter showed a surprised expression, and asked enthusiastically, "This kind of person usually has personnel movement records, right?"

"You forgot Nantian's cousin who came to take over temporarily. He slept like a dead pig in the car, and was knocked unconscious by the falling cement block at the scene. Nantian and Kimura carried him to the hospital."

"Oh, yes. I remembered."

"So it's really a dangerous job." The blond reporter frowned worriedly, "Has there been any investigation results on the cause of the accident? As far as I know, that building was built by your company a few years ago." Unfinished project, is there a quality problem?"

"No, no, how come."

It is impossible to admit that there are potential safety hazards in the contracted projects of their own group. The two representatives denied the reporter's speculation together, and you explain it one by one.

"That building was unfinished because the developer went bankrupt, and it has nothing to do with quality issues!"

"Yes, yes. Didn't the police investigation report say that someone installed explosives at the bearing points of the building and blew up the building."

"Although I don't know who did such an abominable thing, it actually helped us a lot. The president was thinking about bulldozing that building before, but now he just advanced the plan."

Puzzled by their answers, the blond reporter interrupted and asked a question: "According to what you two said, the person who installed the explosives just collapsed the building and did not cause any casualties, right?"

"Of course not, otherwise there will be a report from the police. This is no joke!"

"Yes, yes, that building has been abandoned for many years, and there are no residential areas around it. Normally, no one would pass by."

After getting the information he wanted, the blond reporter was not interested in continuing this boring question, and asked a few trivial topics with a polite smile, and then offered to end it.

The blond reporter bid farewell to the plateau construction company, got on his white Mazda, took out his press card for others to see from his pocket, lightly picked his fingernails, and the photo with a serious expression was revealed, revealing the overlapping A headshot of a dark-haired man who was nothing like him.

He is not the owner of this press card at all.

The blond fake reporter drove away. When passing by a traffic policeman standing guard, he stopped and lowered the window, and handed out the press card with a polite smile on his face.

"Hello, I just picked up this thing on the road."

The Fake Reporter—or Toru Amuro, codenamed Bourbon—is an intelligence operative for the Black Organization.For some purpose, he was investigating the explosion in which the scotch was silenced.

He inquired about the hospital where the stunned employee was being treated at the Gaoyuan Construction Company. He wore a white coat that came handy, covered his face with a mask, and pried open the door of the archive room without anyone noticing it.

Sure enough, there was no such person.

Toru Amuro let out a clear cold snort, and went through all the medical records two or three days after the explosion.

A relatively special record caught his attention - early the next morning, a patient with kidney failure found a suitable source of organs and was urgently transferred to a private hospital in Moscow.

This is very unreasonable.

Amuro went through the critical illness files for several months, but couldn't find this person's hospitalization record at all.

It seems that the patient was lucky enough to find a kidney source on the day of hospitalization, and then transferred to another hospital without stopping.

Moscow... If he remembers correctly, after completing the hunting mission in Scotland, Ke Ya also took a long-term mission in Russia and disappeared in Tokyo.

A series of clues were linked together, Toru Amuro blinked, and boldly speculated: Kaya used some means to keep Scotland's life while blowing up the entire building.

Then they sent people to join the search and rescue team, replaced the wounded and unconscious Scotland, and sent the forged files to Moscow.

As for why Ke Ya did such a thing at the risk of being labeled as an undercover accomplice...

Amuro frowned, recalling Scotland's gentle smile, which he said was a good-natured fellow.

Is there really such a guy in the black organization who is desperate for his friends?

Toru Amuro couldn't believe this conclusion that sounded absurd.After all, Kaya's reputation in the organization is not such a kind "good guy".

He remembered the Keya he saw after rushing downstairs that day, the man who pressed the button with a cold expression.

Wearing a crow-like black windbreaker, there is no one around him in his gray eyes.Whether it's him and Rye, or vodka and gin.

Tsk, if Scotland was really secretly sent to Moscow by Ke Ya, then the rest of the investigation can only be carried out by himself going to Russia.

After all, the ghost in the Metropolitan Police Department who betrayed Scotland's undercover status has not yet been found out, and it is not safe to apply for overseas assistance from the Metropolitan Police Department.

The public security policeman whose real name is Jiang Gu Ling gritted his teeth secretly, and felt a deep irony in resigning the safety of his colleagues, comrades-in-arms, and Xiao Shuinran to a conscience like Ke Ya.

The first opportunity to doubt the truth of Zhu Fu Jingguang's death was when Toru Amuro heard the news that the ruins of the unfinished building that was supposed to be buried in Scotland did not cause any casualties.Where did the body of Scotland, which had been marked as dead in the organization, go?

It's not that Toru Amuro never thought about the possibility of Keya's body being destroyed.After all, that's how that guy's reputation in the organization is.The ghost who claims that no one can catch his evidence.

But it was Ley's sarcasm that really convinced him of his survival guess: "Instead of pestering me here, why don't you ask Ke Ya. What I saw that day was not the look a murderer should have."

As long as there is even the slightest clue to prove Zhu Fu Jingguang's survival, Jiang Guling will not let go of any possibility.

He pulled out Bourbon's cell phone and sent Rum an e-mail in a casual, slightly eager tone.

[I seem to have found a little bit of Koya's little tail, do I need to try it out——Bourbon. 】

[Self-control, I will provide you with some convenience - Rum. 】

It seems that the rumors about the delicate relationship between Rum and Kaya in the organization are true.Toru Amuro sneered, but thanks to this, at least he had a reasonable reason to go to Moscow for follow-up investigations.

Just stay alive, Hiro.

No matter what Bourbon's plan is, or what his identity is, at least Keya, who is currently far away in Russia, has no idea.

He had just had an unforgettable birthday a week ago, and it was a time of joy.

Even if his subordinates told him that his plan to gather forces had met with fierce resistance, they only replied lightly that he should deal with it himself, and he couldn't arouse the interest of using cruel methods to deter the enemy.

Of course Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know he was doing these things, which was another reason why Keya wanted to lock Zhu Fu Jingguang up.

He is doing some bad things that Zhu Fu Jingguang can't accept anyway. In order to protect the fragile relationship between the two of them, Ke Ya thinks that at least the forces that have Zhu Fu Jingguang imprisoned in Moscow are completely calmed down. OK.

At that time, I can occasionally take Jingguang to the suburbs for picnics or fishing, Keya thought blankly, went into the pharmacy and took two boxes of ointment for reducing swelling and blood stasis.

Ke Ya, an old man who just started eating meat, is in the stage of high spirits, and the two boxes of covers he bought last week have been used up.

It's not that they only make two four-packs in a week, but that most of the time Keya doesn't use it at all.

Compared with obtaining sensory stimulation in intimate contact, Keya pursues more psychological satisfaction in the process of possessing the scenery.

He doesn't like to do this kind of negative distance contact with the person he wants through a rubber membrane, it will make him feel alienated.

It's a pity that Zhu Fu Jingguang is a normal person who has received sound physical education, even though Ke Ya assured him that he has never had a relationship with someone other than Zhu Fu Jingguang, there is no hidden danger of disease, and he will clean up for him after each incident .

Zhu Fu Jingguang will still remind Keya on every occasion where he can maintain a clear consciousness.

For this reason, Ke Ya's methods of tormenting him are increasing day by day, and getting more and more excessive.

Like this morning.After Ke Ya left the explosion site, she hurried home, took a shower, changed her clothes, and touched Zhu Fu Jingguang's bed with a wet body.

The basement where Zhu Fu Jingguang was imprisoned was actually under Keya's commercial-residential shop. When Keya was not with Zhu Fu Jingguang, most of the time he did not leave him more than ten meters away.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was still sleeping at two o'clock in the morning, he was already familiar with Keya's breath, he just opened his eyes and looked at it in a daze, then took the initiative to hug Keya and let him into the bed - he thought that Keya came to sleep with him .

However, this sleep is not that sleep, and Ke Ya tossed Zhu Fu Jingguang until the bedside alarm clock worked on time at six o'clock in the morning, and then half-coaxed and half-deceived him for the last time.

The beating must have been suffered, and one of the two boxes of ointment Ke Ya bought was for her own use.

But he doesn't care about this kind of thing, as long as Jing Guang is still his, no matter how he is treated, Keya can accept it.What's more, Zhu Fu Jingguang never really hit him hard.

When he saw the blond-haired and dark-skinned Bourbon standing in front of his shop, his light and good mood dissipated like soap bubbles in the sun.

Ke Ya's expression didn't change, it was still that indifferent face, but there was a dark cloud in her eyes.

He pushed his glasses, and there was some unwelcoming light in his gray eyes, and he asked coldly, "Are you investigating me?"

"How could it be?" Bourbon showed him a stinging smile, and his tone was humble but uncomfortable: "I have a mission in St. Petersburg that I need your help with, and I managed to get this address from Belmode. .”

"Boss knows?"

"certainly……"

Bourbon shook his phone at him, and his smile deepened.

It seems that the gentleman also wants to use Rum and Bourbon to test him, a cadre who is far from knowing whether the emperor is still in control.

Keya saw clearly the Boss's email on Bourbon's phone, and took out the key to open the door for Bourbon with a blank expression.

"Tell me something, I don't have any tea here."

The author has something to say:

Continue to pick out the meat and vegetables in the lunch box.

Once again, a good boy should not learn Keya.In a relationship, you should be honest with each other.