Chapter 162 Jing Guang: I Am a Coward (Celebrating the Motherland’s Birthday)

Nobushige didn't expect Kazami Yuya's work efficiency to be so high.

In the early morning, he had just woken up from a hazy sleep, and before he had time to wash up and have breakfast, he received an email reply from Yuya Kazami.

At the same time, Toru Amuro also received an identical copy.

"Mr. Asano, have you finished your questions?" Toru Amuro asked with satisfaction, "I compiled the answers yesterday. I can send them to you if you need them."

"Thank you." Xinfan smiled back at him, "But that's not necessary. I already found the answer last night."

"That's it, then it seems that we should all be able to participate in the next highlight."

"yes."

The two young men, who had turned out the lights and gone to bed before ten o'clock last night, looked at each other in high spirits and smiled.

Far away in Tokyo, with the early morning sunshine, Kazami Yuya floated out of the Metropolitan Police Department with empty steps, and happened to run into the young policewoman who came to work in the morning.

"Officer Kazami?" the little policewoman asked in surprise and dismay, "Didn't you go home last night?"

"Hmm..." Kazami Yuya said in a daze, "In the last case, Moriarty and Holmes died together. Oh no, I should have chosen A and fell off the cliff... Well, I seem to have chosen B, no no. No, I chose A. Which answer is it?"

The little policewoman was stunned: "Officer Feng Jian..."

No, what the sisters said yesterday was actually true? ?

The little policewoman stood in a daze at the door of the Metropolitan Police Department in despair.

And Feng Jian Yuya didn’t know all this.

…

After breakfast, Nobushige and Toru Amuro each spent about an hour completing the question book.

"We must be the fastest, right?" Toru Amuro asked while sighing in his heart at Yuya Kazami's work efficiency.

Nobuhiro did not answer his question directly, but looked at Conan who was drinking juice next to him: "When did you finish writing it?"

Conan was not in a good state and looked dizzy: "I stayed up all night and probably finished writing it at six in the morning."

"Eh?" Hattori Heiji said in surprise, "Didn't you write more than 800 questions at midnight?"

"I wrote it backwards. Because the previous questions are very simple." Conan said with half-moon eyes, "Speaking of which, Brother Asano, why did this guy invite you to join the Sherlock Holmes tour group? He didn't write a word!"

After hearing his words, Tojukento glanced this way vaguely.

"I hope lunch is a little better, breakfast is nothing!" Toju Kento's girlfriend and classmate Ogi Ayako from the same university complained in a bad tone, "Kento, why don't you write?"

"Keep your voice down." Kento Toju quickly made a gesture of silence, and then looked around to make sure that no third person heard Ayako Oki's voice.

Nobushige stirred the coffee in the cup, but his peripheral vision and ears kept paying attention to the movements in the entire lounge, especially the murderer Toju Kento.

Nobuhiro is a Sherlock Holmes fan and remembers this classic case very clearly. From the murderer and the victim to the motive of the method, he can tell everything except the very small details.

So he knew early on that Hiroyuki Kanaya would die, and he also knew that Kento Toju wanted to kill someone at a good time last night when everyone was sitting in the room doing questions.

But he had no intention of saving anyone.

Standing by and watching is actually not what a person like him should do. Sometimes Nobushige himself feels that he is too cold-blooded and sorry for the Sakura Medal he once proudly wore.

But he never considered himself to be the kind of person who had a strong sense of justice and was black and white. He is an ordinary person, very selfish, not big-hearted, and can only pretend to be those people he cares about.

The life of an undercover agent is destined that Nobuhiro can only be a bystander at some point, even if he is both good and evil, it doesn't matter.

He would save Mr. Yumoto, the drug dealers on Moon Shadow Island, and Yumi Horikoshi because those victims or murderers were meaningful to save.

Someone like Toju Kento is crazy about Sherlock Holmes, and he doesn't hesitate to kill his partners for a plot and setting, and he kills his innocent girlfriend again just to avoid the suspicion of the police... People like this can only let him It is only fair that he accepts the punishment of the law.

Hiroyuki Kanaya holds gatherings for Sherlock Holmes fans every year just to show off his collection. He is a businessman, and everything in his eyes can only be divided into two categories: valuable and useless.

Are these two people worthy of him taking the risk of affecting the development of Conan's main plot to rescue him at the critical moment when Hattori Heiji discovers Conan's identity?

If you look at it purely from the perspective of profit and loss ratio, Nobuhiro would unhesitatingly choose to sit on the sidelines.

But he couldn't be completely rational and calm after all. After all, human life cannot be measured by value, even if there may be more innocent lives involved behind this incident.

So he was very entangled, hesitant, and uncomfortable. He chose to pretend that nothing had happened, chose to escape, and chose to be a coward.

He is a coward and a selfish villain...

"Mr. Asano."

Wha... what sound?

"Mr. Asano?" Toru Amuro repeated.

The familiar voice was like a ray of light that suddenly appeared in the cloudy weather. Although it was dim, it was firm and tenacious, pulling Xinfan's increasingly heavy emotions from the edge of the cliff.

Nobushige turned to Toru Amuro, his eyes slowly focused, and he saw the man's face clearly.

His throat was a little dry, but his voice was still clear: "What's wrong?"

"I saw how distracted you were, and I wanted to talk to you because I was worried that you might encounter something that you couldn't figure out." Toru Amuro finally felt relieved when he saw that Nobushige's expression gradually became normal and he didn't go any further towards danger.

After all, Asano Nobushige is the target of his mission. If nothing is investigated clearly and people suffer from strange mental illnesses, it will greatly affect his mission.

Alas, it's getting harder and harder to be an undercover agent these days, and I have to work part-time as a psychiatrist when I'm on assignment.

Amuro sighed inwardly, but it didn't show on her face at all: "I don't know what you are worried about, but if you have self-doubt, maybe I can help."

Xinfan didn't speak, he just looked at him quietly, looking at the familiar and nostalgic face and talking endlessly.

"Because I also had self-doubt, so serious that the meaning of living in this world is only one, and as long as it is completed, I can die immediately." Toru Amuro did not explain, but Nobunaga vaguely noticed something, "Because I have something very important. It was taken away right in front of my eyes, but I couldn't do anything. That momentary feeling of powerlessness was like a virus, infecting every cell in my body, making me miserable."

Xinfan was stunned.

Conan and Hattori Heiji were keenly aware that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and looked at each other without speaking.

In this small corner of the lounge, only Toru Amuro's voice could be heard at the moment.