After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

After the [-]-hour flight landed, Kazuki Matsushiro took the luggage from the turntable and walked out with the crowd, and saw a black car at the pick-up area at the airport gate.

Leaning on the railing next to the car door was a man in a black windbreaker holding a cigarette with his left hand.

Coincidentally, Kazuki Matsushiro was also wearing a windbreaker today.

After a twelve-hour journey, most of the people on the same flight were tired-looking people.At this time, Kazuki Matsushiro, who was in high spirits, was already conspicuous enough among this group of people. In addition, with a height of 1.8 meters [-], which was much higher than the average height of Japan, it was difficult for people to see him.

The man in black who was leaning against the car and smoking a cigarette recognized at a glance that this was the person he was going to pick up.

"Is he the one from the Karasuma Group who picked up the plane?" Matsushiro Kazuki stepped forward quickly, nodded at the man in the black windbreaker, introduced himself very naturally, threw the luggage to the driver, and by the way He took out a few US dollars and handed them over, "It's troublesome."

Vodka, who took the initiative to carry his luggage, was stunned by the few US dollars.

"...Ah yes," Kazuki Matsushiro suddenly realized, "I forgot I was in China."

He withdrew the US dollars in his hand, took out a few [-] Japanese yen from his pocket again, and added: "Tip."

Vodka looked at the yen handed over by the doctor who was said to be taking over the research on APTX4869, and then looked at the gin next to him, which was puffing out a cigarette and didn't give him a look. He couldn't take it for a while. Quite what he meant: "Brother..."

Matsushiro Kazuki followed his gaze and looked over.

"Tsk," Gin impatiently snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, "What are you looking at me for?"

He opened the car door with his left hand and sat in. After Vodka put away his luggage and restarted the vehicle, he pointed to Vodka's shoulder with the unburned cigarette tail in his hand, and introduced to Matsushiro Kazuki who was sitting behind: " It’s also a member of the group.”

The implication is not the driver.

"Sorry?" Kazuki Matsushiro sat in the back row, and immediately apologized tentatively, "I just came back from the United States, and I gave a tip subconsciously."

"It's okay." Vodka started the car, not taking it to heart.

Even in the United States, where the tipping culture is prevalent, these [-] yen face value as a tip is far above the average price.This doctor who just came back from the United States paid tens of thousands of tips, but he didn't look down on others, it was purely a matter of habit.

That's nothing to be angry about.

Yes, under the co-packaging of Okiya Subaru and Kudo Yukiko, Matsushiro Kazuki turned into a fellow student of Miyano Shiho when he was studying in the United States, because he graduated a few years later than her in studying for a doctorate, and he is preparing to return to China today .

Before returning to China, he submitted his resume to several top domestic research organizations, perhaps because he had contact with his former senior sister after returning to China, and among these research organizations, a Karasuma Group was accidentally mixed in.

So, unsurprisingly, the Karasuma Group directly won this returnee doctor who has a research direction similar to Miyano Shiho's by virtue of his money-making ability.

However, due to Miyano Shiho's defection and his relationship with Miyano's senior sister and younger brother abroad, Gin specially replaced the person sent by the organization to pick him up, and personally brought vodka to the airport.

Very American-style meeting and tipping, spoken Japanese with a little English pronunciation, and a very familiar way of dealing with people without a sense of traditional Japanese distance. It really looks like a returnee doctor who just came back from the United States.

Who would have thought that Kazuki Matsushiro flew to the United States 24 hours ago, and shortly after landing, took a [-]-hour flight back to Tokyo with a new identity.

I don’t know how Okiya Subaru did it. Less than half a day after Kazuki Matsushiro was sure that he would return to the organization, he came up with a perfect set of fake identities, including life experiences from childhood to adulthood, friends, relatives, and even There are also scholarships that have not fallen every year from the freshman year to the present, and several top journals.

The fast speed and professional status made APTX4869 lament one after another that he deserves to be a person with four or five vests.

Matsushiro Kazuki was very confused.

He can still understand the others within half a day. Where did these papers come from?

Moreover, the publication time of these papers has to be traced back several years at least. They can’t just change the data with the authority of the authority to stuff things that didn’t exist three or four years ago. For a change of identity, the top medical journals will take it if they say so?

The moment he saw this complete set of identities, Matsushiro Kazuki looked at Okiya Subaru as if he was watching a live Doraemon.

Okiya Subaru faced his strange eyes with admiration in surprise, and said in a weak voice, "No, it's not me."

"Did you say this?" Hui Yuanai pushed his glasses aside, "I wrote this when I was still researching in the organization."

"It's not the same as your research direction, so let's make do with it."

"...This can't be considered a general, right?" Matsushiro Kazuki felt the powerlessness that Okiya Subaru felt a few seconds ago, "You call the top magazine a general?"

Although I don't know why Hui Yuanai didn't use his real name when he published these papers a few years ago, but this approach is just convenient for him to directly replace the real author and become one of these top journals. A resume that is very dazzling in any research institute has entered the black organization.

Hui Yuanai, who has put the most credible end to this identity, has a calm face, and does not show the slightest regret at giving these top magazines to a daily vest.

That's right, it's a daily vest.

Literally "daily throw".

Although all the identity information and research experience are seamless, Gojo Satoru will not have a long business trip to Africa, and Matsushiro Kazuki can only stay here for a few days at most.

Although only a few days, but in fact, the time is not particularly tight.

After all, in the eyes of Conan and Haibara, Kazuki Matsushiro does not need to gain the complete trust of the members of the organization.He only needs to get APTX4869. After getting APTX4869, Okiya Subaru can immediately pick him up and leave the organization. At that time, they only need to pretend a death scene for this non-existing medical doctor.

But only Kazuki Matsushiro himself and the system in his mind knew that what they wanted to do within a few days was far from being as simple as getting medicine A.

Perhaps there is another Okiya Subaru whose real name is unknown at present who knows this.

At the same time, at Dr. Ali's house, Conan looked at his watch anxiously: "At this time...he should have gotten off the plane, right?"

"Well," Hui Yuanai was in front of the computer that was running data continuously, and she replied while staring at the data, "The plane has landed now."

Akai Shuichi bought Kazuki Matsushiro's plane ticket, and she also took a look at it. According to the arrival time on the ticket, Kazuki Matsushiro should have already boarded the car that came to pick him up from the organization at this time.

As soon as she thought of this, she heard Akai Shuichi's voice behind her: "There is a new email."

It seems that Kazuki Matsushiro is free to look at his phone.

"Sit in the car sent by the organization to pick up the plane and dare to send emails," Edogawa Conan sighed, "That's really bold."

"What's the matter?" The data was running to a critical moment, Hui Yuan mourned and reported a series of numbers without looking back, "This is the email password."

Now the three people in this room, Matsushiro Kazuki, actually have their contact information, but unlike Akai Shuichi and Edogawa Hanan's social software friends, the contact information exchanged between Haibara Ai and him has always been this encrypted Mail.

Compared with the contact information of the other two people, the content in the encrypted mailbox of the two people will be destroyed after reading, and the password confirmation must be done twice before opening the file, which is the safest way of communication in the current situation.

In the black organization's car, Kazuki Matsushiro's first choice was naturally to contact by email.

"What happened?" Conan couldn't hold back his temper, put down the water glass in his hand, ran to Akai Shuichi and poked his neck, "Did he enter the organization smoothly? Has anyone suspected his identity?"

"It's okay to doubt your identity. Anyway, it's my own identity. Haibara personally published the thesis." Akai Shuichi said relaxedly while entering the password: "As for the previous question, if the entry into the organization is not smooth, there will be no vacancy. information?"

Conan was choked, so he had no choice but to grab Akai Shuichi's clothes angrily: "I'm not really asking these two questions."

So there is no need to answer him so seriously, right?

He was just expressing concern.

"So what did he say?"

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished typing," Akai Hideichi pressed the unlock button after entering the password, and scanned the short message at ten lines before Conan snatched the phone, "He asked... do we know the person who came to pick him up?"

Conan, who snatched the phone from him one step ahead, quickly read out the content of the text message before it disappeared after reading it: "The co-pilot is a tall man with long white hair, smokes, left-handed, black top hat and black windbreaker; driving The male is tall and burly, calling the former 'boss', wearing a black suit and black sunglasses."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hui Yuanai's face turned ugly: "Gin...and vodka."

Although Kazuki Matsushiro's description was short, it accurately described the characteristics of the two people, especially the two points of left-handedness and long white hair. It was almost instantly confirmed that this person was Gin.

And the latter, which can be analyzed just by the special title of "boss", is definitely vodka.

Akai Shuichi, who saw the message for the first time, had an unattractive look on his face.

Gin and vodka are the absolute core tasks of the organization, and most of the tasks they usually take are to assassinate targets and clean up traitors.Starting now to pick up Kazuki Matsushiro, an overseas doctoral student who just came back from abroad, is definitely not a good signal.

"He also said..." Conan also saw who these two people were, and said in shock, "He said he took out a tip and tried vodka to see what the reaction was, and it turned out that the two should be subordinates, but through Judging by the appellation, the hierarchical relationship is not strict. Gin seems a little impatient and unhappy with his behavior, but Vodka has no big reaction before and after, and his temper is surprisingly good."

"Good temper..." He repeated the description himself, and couldn't help but add, "This is the first time I see someone describe a member of the black organization as having a good temper."

"It's true that you have a good temper," Hui Yuanai, who heard the news, was no longer in the mood to stare at the data, and added in a flat tone, "Compared to gin."

As soon as she finished speaking, Akai Shuichi, who was standing beside him, nodded in agreement: "He is quite accurate in seeing people."

Edogawa Conan:?

No, do you two former members of the organization really think he has a good temper?

He suddenly became a little worried about Matsushiro Kazuki.

As for Kazuki Matsushiro, who was being worried by him, he was actually sent to the research room of the Karasuma Group just now.

Along the way, the two people sitting in the driver's seat and the co-pilot didn't ask other questions, as if they were really just here to pick up the plane and not to test his depth.

Since the two of them didn't say anything, Kazuki Matsushiro was too happy to close his eyes and rest.

The 24-hour flight back and forth is really not for people.

When he arrived at the destination and the researcher who came to pick him up from the research room took him from the hands of these two to the research institute, Matsushiro Kazuki finally recovered from the [-]-odd hours of continuous flight.

"Then you can wander around casually," the researcher nodded. "This is the key to the residence, and that's the test area."

Kazuki Matsushiro took the key, and chose a random place to get acquainted with the environment first, so as not to be unfamiliar with the road in case of accidents in the future.

APTX4869 scans a [-]D map for him in real time in his mind and chatters along the way.

When Kazuki Matsushiro walked from one experimental area to another, APTX4869 suddenly caught sight of an extremely familiar side face at a blind spot.

In this research institute where researchers in white coats come and go, the other party's figure in cassock is very conspicuous.

APTX4869, who was still muttering, suddenly lost his voice.

[I should have read it right? ! 】It stuck for half a second, 【There was a person who passed by just now who looked like Xia Youjie! 】

Xia Youjie should be a dead person, right? !

APTX4869 is unbelievable: [Have you ever heard that he has any brothers and sisters? 】

How can someone be so similar.

Kazuki Matsushiro paused: 【Where is it? 】

[Over there,] APTX4869 immediately marked the direction for him, [I was busy with the map modeling and didn't see it clearly, not sure if it is, but it really looks a bit like...]

Matsushiro Kazuki didn't wait for him to finish speaking.

[The map keeps up,] He quickly walked towards the place punctuated by the system, [Chasing. 】