Chapter 151 His Code Name Is Bourbon

Nobushige first took a taxi back to the apartment to pick up some things, and then changed to another taxi to Kawakami's house.

Sitting in the taxi, Nobushige sent an email to Yuya Kazami, whom he had not contacted for a long time:

[I’m going to Kawakami’s house now. Is it convenient for you to come there? 】

Soon Yuya Kazami’s reply arrived:

[I can be there in twenty minutes. 】

Finding Miyano Shiho must be done quietly, and Nobushige himself cannot even interfere too much. Otherwise the connection between Mezcal and Shirley would have been easily exposed.

Asano Nobushige is a mescal. He doesn't expect to be able to hide this from the organization for too long. Any accident now may be fatal by then.

Nobushige asked the taxi to park in a neighborhood near Kawakami's house. Even though it was still about five minutes' drive from Kawakami's house, he planned to walk there.

Therefore, when Nobushige arrived, Kazami Yuya had been waiting for him for a long time.

Kazami Yuya stepped aside to let Nobushige into the house, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Asano, is there any important task that we can't discuss over the phone?"

"Mr. Asano." Miyano Akemi was wearing a goose-yellow dress. She had her hair braided and hanging on her chest, looking very gentle.

Nobushige nodded towards her: "Miss Kawakami."

Miyano Akemi has lived here for several weeks and is already very familiar with the environment. She brings guests into the study like a real host.

However, after serving two cups of hot tea, Miyano Akemi closed the door very considerately, leaving a relatively private space for them to talk about business.

Nobushige took a look at the surrounding environment with satisfaction, and said directly without having time to say: "Two things. First, Kawakami Yuno can gradually return to a normal life. My suggestion is to help her open a shop, so that both Let her have a job where she won’t be suspected and won’t have too frequent contact with other people.”

Kazami Yuya immediately nodded in agreement: "Of course your decision is the safest. Miss Kawakami also wants to own a flower shop, and she seems to have some cash, enough..."

"No." Xin Fanlue interrupted with some seriousness, "Even cash may be monitored by the organization. All her deposits and cash cannot be touched."

"Ah, yes, I understand." Feng Jian Yuya looked embarrassed, "But it is unlikely that the police will help Miss Kawakami with the money..."

"It doesn't matter, you can just do what she wants, and I'll pay for it."

Nobushige has always been very generous in spending money. After all, his money is basically ill-gotten gains from the organization. And unlike Miyano Akemi, he would wash all the money into his account through his own channels. On the other hand, the organization will not monitor the funds in Mescal's hands until he is exposed. This money is relatively safer and you don’t feel bad about spending it.

Of course Feng Jian Yuya could also think of this, so he said, "Okay, I'll ask someone to make arrangements right away."

Miyano Akemi's matter has been resolved, but her sister is still missing.

Xin Fan said with some headache: "In addition, I need the police to help me find someone."

"Please tell me."

Xinfan took a sip of tea to make his thoughts a little clearer. The irregular work and rest time really affected his thinking:

"It should be a little girl with short chestnut hair, about six or seven years old, and she looks like this tall." He gestured at his waist and said, "Yeah, but it could also be this tall." This time his hand It was scratched just above the knee.

"..." Kazami Yuya was confused, "A-Mr. Asano, six or seven-year-old children are not that short..."

"Ahem, in short, she is a girl of six or seven years old, with chestnut hair." Nobuhiro felt a little weirdly embarrassed, "But if the little girl can't be found, there may be a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She's younger than me. Some, about this tall, still have chestnut hair.”

Feng Jian Yuya: "..."

Why does he always feel that Mr. Asano is looking for someone to be such a childish person?

What does it mean to be a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old...

Can a person's age change casually?

"Please search as soon as possible. But remember not to alarm her, and don't mention in front of her that someone is looking for her." Nobuhiro thought for a while and emphasized, "especially don't mention my existence."

Kazami Yuya heard the importance of this matter from Nobutano's tone, so he nodded seriously and said, "Yes!"

After handing over the task of finding the person to the professional police, Nobuhiro didn't feel very relaxed.

Miyano Shiho's influence on the plot of Conan was so great that he simply couldn't imagine how Conan would continue to have contact with the organization if Miyano Shiho died.

And Miyano Shiho cannot die, this is his promise to Miyano Akemi.

Nobushige is very upset now.

If he had expected such an accident, when Miyano Shiho was imprisoned in the gas chamber that day, he would have personally verified her safety even if he risked his identity being exposed.

"Mr. Asano," Kazami Yuya said loudly, "If I have any news, I will send you an email. I think it may be inconvenient for you to have a phone call."

Nobushige nodded and was about to express that it was not impossible to make a phone call. After all, Miyano Shiho's priority was definitely at the top.

However, his phone rang first.

Nobuhiro looked down and saw that it was that gentleman.

He glanced at his companion, and Yuya Kazami, who was extremely skilled in the undercover business even though he was not engaged in an undercover career, immediately understood.

"Sir." Nobushige pressed the answer button, and his whole aura changed in an instant, becoming tough and sharp, but this sharpness was also accompanied by respect for the person on the other side of the phone.

Feng Jian Yu was also watching with surprise and admiration.

Is this a real undercover?

Mr. Asano is simply as good as Mr. Furitani.

No wonder they are able to achieve extraordinary results in such a difficult working environment.

The gentleman's voice was as cold as ever, and he rarely used the phone to contact his subordinates. There are many members of the organization who have his email address, but those who know their phone numbers are all members he trusts and values ​​highly.

Once upon a time, gin was one, and so was mezcal.

The gentleman said: "Gin has three lines in hand. You will be responsible for following up recently."

Gin’s mission?

Nobushige didn't want to take the job of a model worker at all. He knew without thinking that it must be a threat to a certain big shot in the political world, or a deal with a certain elite in the business world, or else the organization discovered another traitor or undercover agent somewhere.

In this kind of work, the hard work is yours, but the money is taken care of by the organization.

I don’t know if Gin gave him these three tasks because he took on five more tasks?

But no matter how reluctant he was, what he said out loud was: "Okay, I understand."

The gentleman paused and suddenly asked: "Where are you now?"

Nobushige subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Yuya Kazami. For a moment, he thought he had been discovered by the organization when he came to contact the police.

However, his habit of walking in the black and white area all year round kept his voice calm: "I am in Tokyo."

Fortunately, the gentleman did not become suspicious.

"You go to New Tokyo International Airport to pick someone up at eight o'clock tonight." The gentleman said,

"His code name is Bourbon."