Chapter 3 A "Batch" Of Undercover Agents Organized

"That's it." Nobushige Asano's expression didn't change at all, his eyes were still impassive, "Then what happened next?"

"Later, the police found other suspects, only brother Asano, you didn't answer the police call." Conan tilted his head, looking curious, "It's so strange, what was brother busy at that time? A total of nine calls! "

Hearing this, Mao Lilan also guessed some kind of possibility. She quietly shifted her posture and position, and changed to a posture that could subdue criminals with karate at any time.

Asano's eyebrows and eyes were curved, like the moon hanging in the sky, with such a calm and relaxed expression, no one would think that he was a murderer.

He said: "Then the murderer should have been confirmed by now, little brother? Otherwise, you should have called the police the moment you saw me."

"Ah? Did you guess it?" Conan put his hands in his pockets, looking handsome to a certain extent. However, when this posture is used on a six or seven-year-old kid, it is mostly cute.

Xinfan couldn't hold it back, reached out and touched Conan's head, and said with a smile: "I just never answer strange calls, but since you said so, I will pay attention when I go back. Maybe the police will contact me to do it." Take notes."

"It turns out that the criminal has been caught." Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, "Conan is really too, and I was shocked."

Hearing Mao Lilan's complaining voice, Conan scratched his hair in embarrassment: "Because it's really strange that brother Asano didn't answer the police call, I'm a little curious..."

"What's so strange about this? Mr. Asano has been talking with his father about the facade contract this afternoon. Maybe the phone is on silent mode."

"Ah? Brother Asano, do you want to rent a shop on the first floor?"

"Yes, I heard that a music classroom is going to be opened." Mao Lilan said with a smile, "If Conan is interested, I'll ask Dad to send you to learn the piano? Or the violin is also good."

"Ahaha, no need, I've already worked hard on my homework!"

"Really?" Although Mao Lilan felt that Conan and the others were on vacation almost every day, she still agreed that children should spend more time playing, so she didn't say anything else.

However, until Nobushige Asano disappeared at the corner of the first floor with an umbrella, disappeared into the rushing crowd on the road, and disappeared into the increasingly intense darkness, Conan's serious and cautious expression still did not relax in the slightest.

Because that man is so weird.

When a normal person learns that his friend who had dinner with him at noon was killed, and the murderer is probably the person sitting next to him, should this be the reaction?

It's as if he already knew about it.

So, in other words, did Nobushige Asano deliberately not answer the police call?

...

Xinfan left the Maori office and walked towards a nearby high-end apartment.

At the same time, he turned on his phone and entered a series of numbers.

Not long after, the call was answered by the other party. An indifferent low voice came from the earpiece to the pinna.

"solved?"

Xinfan's voice has become cold, without any ups and downs: "Of course, I used some tricks to make Yoshida Saburo's students kill him. No one will link his death to the organization."

"Well done." The other party seemed to be the kind of person who cherishes words like gold, and after hearing Xinfan's words, he just gave a rather brilliant comment.

But Xin Fan has gotten used to it: "Speaking of which, this was originally your task, Qin Jiu."

"I sent the bounty to your account."

"But my time is precious." When he said this, Xinfan was parked beside the street tree, staring at the traffic in a daze.

There was a pause of two seconds...

"I recently planned to deal with a batch of rats, and Akemi Miyano was one of them."

Xinfan's forehead twitched slightly, and he raised his hand somewhat dumbfounded to cover the raindrops that floated into the umbrella.

ha? So now the organization has begun to use the quantifier "batch" to describe undercover agents and traitors?

Besides, Gin is changing the subject, right?

Although he had already seen through the guy opposite him who was sneering and paralyzed, Xin Fan could only pretend that he didn't hear anything, and was consciously shifted from the topic.

"Well, I'm in Japan. Is there anything you can contact me about?" He pretended to rack his brains and asked, "It's just that Miyano... Miyano Akemi is a traitor?"

"Probably not, but she and Akai Shuichi are lovers..." Gin paused, and then explained, "You know about Akai Shuichi, the FBI's undercover lackey in the organization. Although according to the investigation, he has not I contacted Akemi Miyano again, but the possibility of secret contact is still not ruled out."

"I see, I would rather kill by mistake than let it go, right?"

"That's it. You can participate too..."

"I'm not interested." Before Gin could finish speaking, Xinfan refused straight away, "I came to Japan for vacation, so I have no reason to be arrested by you as a laborer." Even if he was really interested in Miyano Akemi, he couldn't agree at this time .

after all……

Gin was not angry when he was rejected, he snorted coldly and said: "That's right, you were transferred from Northern Europe to Japan by that gentleman, although I don't know what you are going to do, but I deal with things like rats by myself Will suffice."

"Then, goodbye." Xin Fan said and was about to hang up the phone.

However, Gin added at the end: "I am in charge of Japan, you'd better not be caught by me, Mezcal."

Xinfan laughed, and he said coldly, "Do you always like to treat everyone as a traitor?"

Gin didn't reply, so he hung up the phone directly.

It's not that he suspects Mezcal, it's just that he knows more or less about the other members, only this guy seems to have appeared suddenly, and he also holds many secrets in the organization that even he doesn't know. If you don't vigilantly test it a few times first, Gin really can't rest assured.

...

Xinfan put away the phone, turned around and entered the apartment building, and pressed the elevator.

This is a high-end apartment building located at 5-chome-111, Mihuacho, Tokyo. It has a total of 27 floors, and Nobushige's home is on the top floor. Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the entire Tokyo city.

After returning home and changing into his slippers, Xin Fan habitually picked out a bottle of Scotch whiskey, poured himself half a glass, and then sat lazily on the recliner with the glass in hand to watch the scenery.

At moments like this, he always forgets that he actually traveled from another world, and the place he is in now is just a manga, an anime in that world.

After all, it has been twenty-nine years.

Twenty-nine years is enough time for him to become Zhufu Jingguang, Scotch Whiskey, and Mezcal.

Such a man who was so cannon fodder in the original book that he didn't even participate in the main storyline and only lived in memory, the only thing that readers can remember is his death that made Rei Furutani and Hideichi Akai turn against each other.

However, the truth of that death is: the organization BOSS personally planned a drama in order to let his loyal subordinates-can leave Scotland's identity and secretly join a mysterious plan.

Since that day, Scotch has died and the organization has had a trusted mezcal. Zhu Fu Jingguang died, but the Japanese public security had an extra nail deeply embedded in the criminal group.

"It's just, Ling, let you shoulder the dreams of the five of us alone..." Xinfan sighed silently, "I still feel very sorry for you anyway."

His "death" should be a big blow to Jiang Guling who didn't know about it.