Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

The result was that I didn't get the computer at all on Sunday.

Until Thursday morning, I finally felt that my cold symptoms had improved, and I woke up even more sober than usual.

After opening the window to breathe in the cool air after the rain, Riya happily decided to use this morning to finish the mission report whose progress was still at the beginning.

But before that—

At eight o'clock, there was a knock at the door on time.

The past few days have almost gotten used to it, Riya confirmed it through the cat's eyes, and opened the door neatly: "Matsuda-kun, good morning."

"You're in a good mood today?" Keen noticed the raised lips of the person in front of him, Matsuda Jinhei touched her forehead with the back of his hand, and murmured, "It's almost recovered."

"Yeah, so the report should be handed in today."

Finally, I can end this schedule, hand over Shirley's follow-up to my boss, and then I will have nothing to do with it again. Thinking about it, I feel relieved for a while.

Hearing what she said, the curly-haired youth subconsciously looked at her clothes today and raised his eyebrows slightly.

But Liya knew it from his expression, so he took the lead in making a promise: "I will wear a coat when I go out."

"That's good." Obviously he was robbed of the words, and the opposite party still looked serious, Matsuda smiled unconsciously, and kissed her side of the face lightly, "But you still have to remember to take the medicine."

"Yeah." The promise was very straightforward.

Watching his figure disappear behind the elevator door, Riya breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course I will go out later, but not to deliver the report.

On the contrary, she wrote the report and calibrated it in a few hours with her usual high efficiency when she went back.After a simple lunch, the expected guests were soon welcomed at home.

"Mr. Jiang Gu, I am very sorry for keeping you waiting for a long time due to my own reasons."

Just as he sat down on the sofa, the young man with light blond hair and dark skin casually took off the peaked cap he used to cover up.

"The police are not that unkind." Hearing this, he smiled helplessly, and took the initiative to comfort him, "Besides, even though you were sick and unwell, you still completed the task very well, didn't you?"

In fact, before receiving her information, the police had a dubious attitude towards this plan. Even the most trustworthy him, his expectations were calculated on a monthly basis.

That is a code member who grew up in the organization. Even if the other world becomes a traitor to the organization, after all, he is still being treated preferentially now, and his loyalty to the organization cannot be shaken so easily.

...Although judging from the current situation where the results are available in less than two weeks, it is indeed easy to be shaken, Shirley.

Riya smiled back calmly.

In fact, if it wasn't for the help of the panel and Ania's special status, she couldn't guarantee that she could handle it easily... But of course there is no need to say these things.

She just handed over the task report silently: "Then, I will trouble you."

Flipping through it quickly, Jiang Gu Ling recalled the plan she had provided at the beginning, compared the details with each other, and secretly approved in his heart for a while.

Sure enough, careful preparations have been made, so the implementation of the action is methodical. In this way, the success does not seem so inconceivable.Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

It's a pity that this world itself will not give her the opportunity to sneak into the organization, otherwise she might have a reliable partner in the intelligence team and go deeper in the organization... No, this idea is still bad, there is an Ania he has seen before Brandy will suffice.

"Well done," Jiang Guling suppressed the dangerous thoughts in time, and asked about the lack of details in the report, "As far as you can see, is Shirley's willingness to cooperate sincere?"

"Not all are sincere, but 70.00% will accept cooperation."

Reminiscing about the situation that day, in fact, Liya can say with certainty that even after the successful hypnosis, Shirley forgot the part of Ania and has a vague impression of Officer Asai, but Miyano Shiho will 100% honestly follow his own words. Contact the police.

However, Shirley's reasons might become "leave a way out for her sister" or "revenge on the hateful FBI", which is trivial.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly: "No one has reported to the organization so far, I think it is enough as proof?"

"Indeed, she has already shown some sincerity." The best proof is that she remained silent after being contacted by the police. Ling Gu Ling breathed out a light smile on her face, "Then, let's start preparing for the next contact."

"not us."

Seeing that Rei Fuguya was slightly puzzled, Riya rubbed his forehead, showing an innocent and embarrassing emotion just right: "Mr. Fuguya, I am still on sick leave, please allow me to temporarily refuse the double job."

...The report was so smooth that I almost forgot about it.

Although she appeared to be fluent in answering and clear in thinking, but a closer look revealed that her complexion was actually a little pale, and her voice was more erratic and hoarse than usual, as if she was still recovering from an illness.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my negligence," he smiled and apologized, "It's really hard work, so let's take a good rest next."

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't stay any longer, instead got up to say goodbye, and went back in a good mood to prepare for follow-up contact.

Glancing at the time, Riya put on the thin coat she had prepared in advance, but when she was about to go out, she received an unexpected call.

"Excuse me, Officer Asai, are you free now?" The young man's clear voice was very familiar.

"Kudou-kun, it should still be during class at this time. Is it okay to skip class?" Riya took the phone a little away and looked at it. It's only just past two o'clock now, and it's definitely not the end of school time.

"It's recess now," Kudo Shinichi walked into the quiet stairwell with his mobile phone in hand, and explained, "I'm taking the liberty to call, but I actually want to ask Officer Asai about something."

His tone was slightly dignified. Thinking about Mr. Edogawa who was involved in the case three years later, Riya became curious for a moment: "Please tell me, I will try my best to answer."

"Well, my neighbor's uncle runs a detective agency and received a rare guest this morning."

"The things he encountered were very strange. According to him, he was being harassed. Unknown people invaded his office and residence from time to time, but apart from letting him with obsessive-compulsive disorder know that someone had come and did not hurt anyone No stealing...and changing locks and installing cameras is of no use."

This is really rare, and Liya couldn't help thinking: "Did he provoke an illegal organization and was threatened, so he asked a detective to find out the real culprit behind the scenes?"

"Not really...I vaguely heard him asking Uncle how he could get the police to take this case."

The young boy's voice sounded inconceivable: "Officer Asai, why didn't the police deal with his report?"

Even so, he actually vaguely guessed the answer.

"Because there are no traces of intrusion." Sure enough, the soft voice of the young female police officer sounded slowly, "There has been no theft or injury. This situation depends on the willingness of the local police station to accept the report... If the police force is tight, it may not be possible. Deal with it in a timely manner."

In fact, this is a very common situation. After all, high-risk incidents occur frequently in Tokyo from time to time, such as explosions, serial killings, and terrorists. Reasonable allocation of police resources has almost become a compulsory skill for police stations everywhere.

Even Tokyo is considered good. After all, there are more top talents in the country, and the county police in various places are busier.

"This kind of traceless intrusion may also be the delusion of being persecuted," Liya continued to explain, "So the police station will generally ask for evidence. If there are tangible evidence such as video, audio recording, and threat letters, the police will generally be faster. Investigate."

"...I understand." After the silence, the boy's tone was slightly frustrated.

In fact, it would be faster to ask his uncle in the morning, but Kudo Shinichi didn't want to be perfunctory by Uncle Mori's attitude of coaxing a child casually, so he called the young police officer who was willing to take him to find clues when they first met.

He did get the answer as he wished, but... He gritted his teeth unwillingly, and the young man's voice was a little smug: "If it were me, I would definitely find out the truth!"

"I will become a detective worthy of people's trust and solve problems for them." Once again firm in his belief, Kudo Shinichi made a firm declaration.

"It's very reliable, Kudo-kun, let's work hard." Riya gave encouragement without hesitation.

After all, she has seen Conan Edogawa, a busy primary school student who grew up three years later and was entangled in cases, and she would never have a more incredible development.

After appeasing the troubled little detective, Riya looked at the time and felt that it was quite sufficient.

But her goal was to go home before her boyfriend, so she immediately put away her phone, put on a mask, and stepped out at a slightly faster pace.

The meeting place was at a coffee shop a little far from the city center. Riya pushed the door in, asked the waiter, and was taken to the second floor.

This side is much cleaner than the first floor, and the view is also good, Riya secretly sighed that she is worthy of being a delicate star, and walked towards the blonde girl sitting alone by the window with precise aim.

"Chris, have you been waiting?"

"Speaking of which, you seem to like my name Chrissy better. Is there any reason?" Belmode's lips were smiling inexplicably as his eyes stopped outside the window.

…Because the first time I saw you after three years was the image of Chrissy instead of Sharon, I got used to it unconsciously.

With a light cough, Riya chose to sit opposite and did not answer directly: "Do you prefer to hear me call Sharon?"

"Actually, I don't care."

Finally looking back from the window, Belmode immediately noticed the reason for her muffled voice, and couldn't help asking subconsciously, "Are you sick?"

While speaking, she naturally raised her hand to take the temperature on her forehead, and then frowned at the abnormal temperature which was obviously higher than her own.

"The common cold...you still have a fever." Looking around, her tone slowed down after seeing that she was wearing a coat, but she still smiled slightly, "Your physique has always been very healthy, what is the reason this time?"

She is obviously a proud and glamorous actress who has a sense of distance, but when faced with her question, Riya almost thought for a moment that she was facing her brother who is a doctor.

"I came back from Shirley's laboratory a little late that day, and I probably caught a cold." There was nothing to hide, so she said it bluntly.

By the way, I went back to the main topic of this meeting: "By the way, aren't you going to tell me about Taku Itakura's progress this time?"

"Don't worry over there," sighed softly in his heart, Belmode shook his head slightly, and instantly put out his original intention of joking with her, "The tasks of the bottom-level members were completed well, and the programmer didn't find any traces. A few days ago Attempts to call the police were ignored."

With a flash of inspiration, Riya slightly raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

"He will succumb by himself in a few days, all we need is patience." Unaware of her psychological activities, Belmode's tone was relaxed, almost soothing.

Originally, she came here with other purposes. Now that she explained the situation clearly, Liya naturally turned around and said, "I understand, then I will wait for your news."

"Speaking of which, the feeling of going to Shirley's place this time is quite interesting," she changed the topic unhurriedly. "After staying outside for a long time, it's really nostalgic to see the organization's transcendent technology again."

"It's almost the same as a real human being. No matter how many times I see it, it still makes me feel incredible."

"You mean that artificial intelligence?" Belmode chuckled abruptly when he understood exactly what she was referring to. "Actually, I think so too, but I'm afraid Rum really doesn't want to hear it."