Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 464 Feng Jian: I’m Curious and Proud

"Just drop me off at Aimeito Mall. My car is parked there."

Gin glanced at Mescal and asked, "Did you encounter something interesting just now?"

Xinfan raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

Forgive him for still not hearing Gin's question mark.

"The eyes can reveal a lot, Mescal." Gin sneered, "The look in your eyes just now clearly told me that something interesting happened."

This sentence is correct, but the question is, Mescal, who has many faces, must the self he exposes in the eyes of others be the real him?

Nobushige didn't explain, but told Gin almost exactly what Conan told him. He also said: "I don't know if this matter is interesting, but one thing is for sure. For the Metropolitan Police Department, I mean, tonight is probably destined to be a sleepless night."

Gin raised his lips with interest and said, "I would like to get to know this guy."

"Sounds like an idiot." Nobuman narrowed his eyes contemptuously, and suppressed the coldness in his pupils. "He started planning the operation seven years ago, but it has not had much impact until now. If it were you. …”

He didn't say any more, but the interest in Gin's eyes had faded a lot.

If it were Gin, he wouldn't set up a trap for such a childish reason as revenge on the police. He will only spread his voice throughout Japan with gorgeous "fireworks" and bloody death.

Speaking of revenge, is there anything more appropriate than blowing up a hospital, a shopping mall, or a school? The sacrifices of a few police officers were nothing in Gin's eyes.

Cold, cruel, but direct.

The blurry figures of Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei gradually appeared in Nobushige's eyes. They seemed to be the same as before, standing in the distance and waving to him.

If the murderer who killed them was really that guy, Nobushige could not wait to send him to the gallows with his own hands.

But he couldn't do that, and Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't do that.

But Nobushige still wants to find the murderer himself and bring him to justice.

The law may not be the best way to retaliate against a person, but it can provide the most reassuring comfort to the deceased.

"Brother, we are here." Vodka parked the car on the side of the road and recalled Xin Fan's slightly distracted thoughts.

However, when he looked back at Gin, Nobuhiro realized that Gin was even more distracted than him, and he reacted at least 0.2 seconds later.

"The look in your eyes tells me that some interesting ideas are forming in your mind." Nobushige said with a smile.

Gin's face darkened, but it wasn't obvious because of his hair: "I just thought of something."

"Related to a case that's troubling the police?"

Gin glared at him and said coldly: "You want to work overtime with me?"

Nobushige quickly opened the door and got out of the car, complaining as he walked: "It's so boring."

He was a little concerned about what Gin was thinking, but since Gin didn't want to say it, no matter what he did, it would be in vain.

Nobuhiro and Gin parted ways, and he soon found his car in the parking lot. After getting in the car, he quickly changed his clothes and took off his disguise.

The huge Ferris wheel not far away is still spinning in the night, as if the earth will not stop spinning because of someone.

On the way back to the Mori Detective Agency, Nobushige entered Yuya Kazami's mobile phone number and pressed the call button.

However, this time Kazami Yuya did not get through as quickly as before. Nobuhiro waited patiently for a while, and just when the call was about to hang up automatically, the person on the other end finally picked up the call.

"Mr. Asano." Yuya Kazami greeted him as usual.

Nobushige: "Are you busy?"

Kazami Yuya replied immediately: "It was a little inconvenient just now, but it's no problem now. What can I do for you?"

"I would like to ask you to investigate a person. He is the largest drug lord in Japan. He was originally scheduled to meet with the Southeast Asian drug lord Mata Gong in the next few days." Nobushige specifically asked, "Mata Gong has just died, and he is most vulnerable at this time. The truth is exposed, so the investigation must be fast! The action must be quick!”

"Yes, I understand. Let's arrange it right away." To show that he really paid attention to the urgency of the matter, Kazami Yuya originally planned to hang up the phone directly. However, after he thought about it, he felt that doing so was rude, so he Stopped awkwardly.

But the strange thing is that Mr. Asano didn't hang up the phone, and the call stayed on.

"shallow……"

Nobuhiro hesitated for a moment and then said: "You should already know what happened at the Metropolitan Police Department today, right? If possible, I hope the police can also intervene in the investigation."

Feng Jian Yuya was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Is this matter related to the organization?"

"No, it's my private matter, that's why I bother you."

"Ah, how come..." Kazami Yuya's words stopped abruptly.

However, Asano Nobushige on the other side of the phone already showed a smile, and his voice inevitably rose a lot: "Did that person also ask you to do this?"

"!!!"

Feng Jian Yu was so frightened by these words that he trembled and did not dare to say a word.

Hey hey hey, what the hell is going on? Mr. Asano, even if you know it in your heart, don't say it casually. It's very scary!

Nobuhiro thought about it seriously and then said: "But this matter probably doesn't require the police to do anything. There will always be detectives who will figure out the truth."

What's more, he will also be involved.

The phone hangs up.

However, the sadness on Kazami Yuya's face did not dissipate. He stared at the phone and felt his head hurt.

At this moment, the car door opened, and Fang Gulii, who had left temporarily, had returned: "Let's go, let's go to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Feng Jian Yuya hadn't recovered from the blow just now. Hearing this, he was surprised again: "Ah? Will you be exposed like this?"

That's it for the security planning class. Anyway, even if I can't be arrogant, I have been arrogant many times. But the Metropolitan Police Department is different. There are a lot of people there, and if someone accidentally lets out the news, Mr. Fukitani may be in danger.

"I won't come forward." Rei Fukutani insisted, "But I will personally participate in this matter no matter what."

Kazami Yuya also saw the serious look on Fangtani Rei's face, and he knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it would be useless.

"Yes, I understand."

However, Mr. Furitani's insistence and Mr. Asano's "private matters" made Yuya Kazami more and more curious: What does the bombing case that caused the Metropolitan Police Department a headache have to do with these two bosses?

He hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Mr. Fangtani, although I don't know if it's appropriate, I still want to ask, have you ever disclosed your identity to anyone? Especially the organization?"

"Of course not, why do you ask that?" Jiang Guling frowned.

Kazami Yuya shook his head quickly.

However, in fact, he was already curious to death, not only about the bombing, but also about Mr. Asano! How did Mr. Asano know about Mr. Furitani's existence? ?

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