Chapter 311 Sato Miwako: Risking My Honor as a Police Officer!

"BOSS, Margaret has accepted the mission and is waiting for action."

In the white room, Gin reported truthfully.

The display screen was full of pixels flashing with white flowers, and an old, processed voice came from the screen.

"Really, Margaret is a good child."

To him, organizational members who can get things done are "good kids."

Gin made no response, lowered his head and remained silent.

"What's wrong, Gin, are you having any problems?"

the adult asked.

Gin is a subordinate he trained and one of his most promising "children".

If it weren't for the fact that Rum, the second-in-command, was the old man who came out of Neon together, Gin might have been the second-in-command of the organization.

After all, Rum is old.

Living in Neon these years, although I have been responsible for the organization's intelligence work, I rarely enter the front line.

I heard that I found a good "child" named Curacao, right?

The adult thought for a moment and walked around the corner.

But fortunately, Gin pulled him back in time.

"BOSS, the organization is short of manpower recently."

Gin didn't say any more.

He knew that BOSS had understood what he meant. It was simply that the organization was short of manpower. Talents like Margaret should not be sent outside to carry out such a fatal task.

With Margaret's ability, she can definitely bring more and deeper benefits to the organization.

The adult laughed when he heard the hint of regret in Gin's words to Margaret.

Like an old windmill, whirring and turning in vain.

"Chichichi, Gin, only by handing over the treasure can you get your sincerity."

"Margaret is the most dazzling gem of the organization. Only he can win the trust."

BOSS seems to have something to say.

Gin nodded.

"I understand, BOSS."

"Does Curacao need my support?"

Although the task has been assigned to Luke, preliminary preparations still need to be completed first.

For example, conduct a thorough cleaning within the organization.

Curacao's mission is to sneak into the Metropolitan Police Department and steal the internal undercover list.

Neon's police have had exchanges with international spy organizations over the years, and some information about the organization has also been shared.

Therefore, the Neon Metropolitan Police Department holds a list of spies of some undercover organizations.

As long as Curacao can write down the list and send it back to the organization, Gin can take the opportunity to completely clear Margaret's identity after launching a major purge.

Considering the danger of the infiltration mission, Gin still wanted to be more prepared, but something happened in Curacao, causing the mission to fail.

The organization has fewer and fewer manpower. Although Curaçao is Rum's subordinate, he is ultimately an internal member of the organization.

It's best to survive.

BOSS pondered for a while.

"Don't worry, leave it to Rum. He has never made any mistakes. Gin, just be prepared."

"I have noticed that there are many active little mice in the organization."

After saying that, the flashing white screen gradually went out.

Since the success of the Rye defection organization, there have been more and more undercover traitors in the organization over the years.

Thinking of this, Ginjiu said in a deep voice:

"Yes, BOSS."

Rye, you will die in my hands sooner or later.

Gin's face was as frosty as ice.

The room was dark and no one responded.

Gin turned around and left the conference room.

Since BOSS said it, there is a traitor in the organization.

Then, Mr. Gin, who is loyal to BOSS, will naturally make an emergency move to eliminate all the undercover agents within the organization, leaving no one behind!

The winery model worker PUA's other skills are not very good, but his own PUA's ability is directly maxed out. He believes that even if he is the only member of the organization, he can still maintain daily operations.

When Gin, the model worker at the winery, was about to go on a killing spree.

On the other side of the winery, Luke was eating, drinking and having fun.

What, what do you mean by organizing tasks?

Damn, there is no organization left.

In two days, they will all be outstanding employees under my Mr. Lu.

When the time comes, Renye Karasuma, that bad old man assigned to mining in Africa, doesn’t he like crows dressed in black?

Then throw it into the coal mine and blacken it with the skin and flesh.

Doesn’t the second-in-command Rum like making sushi?

Let him make sushi full-time and start in fifty years. He will never be allowed to stop business until he becomes a sushi god.

There is no need to say more about the rest.

The men stand on the left and the women on the right. Go and keep Karasuma Renya company.

With Luke's current strength, it would be easy to use the entire planet as marbles, let alone a small black organization.

I used to be able to act with the black organization just for fun, but now not only am I not having fun, but I am also oppressed by Mr. Lu.

Rewarding you with a mining trip to Africa is considered Mr. Lu’s kindness.

If he were to switch to muscular man Luke, he might not be able to directly turn on the violent mode to defeat the earth.

No, it seems that he has already begun to conquer the earth.

Luke suddenly remembered that the last time they shared memories, two of the muscular Luke's students, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka and Hikigaya Hachiman, teamed up to launch a gorgeous backstab against their teacher.

A "Kyotaka-ryu·Shen Da" and a "Great Bodhisattva·Buddha's Wrath" forcefully blasted the sleeping muscular man Luke into the core of the underground.

Of course, that's all.

Afterwards, the muscular man Luke woke up and let his two disciples feel the overflowing "love" of their mentor.

The scene was extremely cruel. If Hikigaya Komachi hadn't used his body to feed the demon again, the two lovers would have been beaten into mosaics by Luke.

Recalling the memories of muscular man Luke, Luke suddenly realized that among many Lukes, his moral bottom line was still quite high.

At least he wasn't like the muscular Luke, who was able to defeat the earth at the slightest disagreement.

"Yeah, be gentle~"

Miwako Sato, known as the "Flower of the Metropolitan Police", blushed and begged for mercy.

Her friend Yumi Miyamoto had long been asleep aside. Compared to Miwako Sato, a detective from the first search section, Yumi's physical strength was still a little inferior.

Luke was originally planning to go home to meet the Miyano sisters tonight, after "rescuing" them from the organization last time.

Considering that Luke has not yet left the organization, the number of times they meet is relatively rare.

Fortunately, Miyano Akemi is a gentle and kind-hearted Yamato Nadeshiko-type girl. She is very considerate of Luke's busy schedule and has not caused her any trouble so far.

Unlike a few people who frantically test themselves on the verge of breaking the law and committing crimes.

But what Luke didn't expect was that when he came out of the bar, he met Yumi Miyamoto who was on night shift before he walked two miles.

As a traffic policeman, Miyamoto Yumi could just watch Luke embark on the illegal path of drunk driving.

He immediately detained him "distressed" and after contacting his colleague Yagi Murasaki to come over to help cover the shift, police officer Yumi couldn't wait to detain Luke.

Prepare to "interrogate" this famous detective who knows the law and breaks the law.

But as everyone knows, interrogation is a very energy-consuming task for police officers.

Although she has continued to exercise over the years, she is still somewhat unable to cope with the extremely vicious "criminals".

There is no way, in order to be able to bring the evil to justice.

Miyamoto Yumira invited her good friend, Sato Miwako.

With Miwako Sato's evil-hating character and her flexible body honed from being on the front line for so many years, the two of them would definitely be able to take down the criminal Luke together.

Miss Yumi thought so and did so.

But the result is not very satisfactory.

Even if he roped in his best friend Miwako Sato, the two of them together were still no match for Luke, a vicious criminal.

I can only grit my teeth and hold on.

The dawn of victory is right in front of us, Miwako, work hard!

Yumi didn't know what sweet dream she had, and her little face showed a happy smile.

On the side, Miwako Sato was soft all over and her beautiful eyes were full of spring.

However, Officer Sato lived up to his name as a detective. Even at this stage, he still had the courage to stand up and greet the man.

In order to subdue the vicious criminals, two female police officers risked everything.

It is worthy of the Neon Metropolitan Police Department. Only with police officers like this can we ensure the "safety" of Neon!

Maori Detective Agency.

The hungover Mr. Kogoro Mori finally regained his sense of self.

One hand subconsciously groped forward, trying to get the beer on the table.

Snap——

There was a crisp sound, and Mouri Kogoro shot up, grinning and covering his blue hands.

"Who? Who dares to attack the sleeping Mouri Kogoro?!"

Mouri Kogoro shouted.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a clean and tidy office.

Mouri Kogoro scratched his head.

When did this get cleaned up? Did he remember that he didn't ask the cleaning lady to come over?

Suddenly, Mouri Kogoro felt an unknown feeling enveloped him.

A possibility suddenly occurred to him.

He turned around stiffly, and the petite figure behind him, who looked like a god of death, clenched his fists.

Mouri Kogoro swallowed.

He thought he hadn't recovered from his hangover yet and needed to sleep for a while.

Unfortunately, the death-like unicorn girl obviously will not let her dear father go.

Her pretty little face, now full of smiles, was gearing up, as if she couldn't wait to make her old father feel the "filial piety" of her daughter.

Mouri Kogoro looked ashen.

"dad!!"

"ah!!!"

A scream came from the Maori Detective Agency.

The Edogawa children who were hiding in the house to finish their vacation homework couldn't help but shrink their heads when they heard the screams.

At the same time, he did not forget to write down in the small notebook beside him:

The sound isolation effect of Karasuma earmuffs is poor. I will try to buy Suzuki earmuffs another day.

At this time, Uncle Maori's screams could still be heard from time to time, and Conan sighed helplessly.

He took off his earmuffs, took out his cell phone, and started chatting with an old friend in Osaka.

"Really, Kudo, is Xiaolan so powerful? I remember Uncle Mouri is a retired detective."

The silly Osaka Black Chicken immediately responded to the message.

Hattori Heiji and Kudo Shinichi have a very good relationship. They are good friends who share weal and woe, and they are also good competitors.

Perhaps because of the mutual sympathy between the high school detectives, the two of them were a little too close.

Let's put it this way, Hattori Heiji's childhood sweethearts Toyama and Ye often can't contact him on weekdays, but Edogawa Conan can.

Sometimes there is no need for Conan to contact him, Osaka Black Chicken just runs over on his own without caring about his childhood sweetheart with a dark complexion.

Conan saw Hattori's confusion and subconsciously recalled Xiaolan's behavior when she was angry:

He kicked a telegraph pole with his kick, punched through a stone slab with one punch, and picked up a vicious criminal with just a few movements of his hands and beat him violently.

This cannot be said to be a question of whether it is powerful or not.

It's hard to imagine that this is a carbon-based organism.

"Hattori, you won't understand."

Conan replied in a tone of "You're still young, you'll understand when you get to my age."

The Osaka black chicken opposite looked confused.

Is this guy Kudo out of his mind?

Why does he feel a little nervous? Could it be that after becoming smaller, his brain will occasionally have convulsions?

Osaka Black Chicken was about to ask what was going on, but then, he saw only one sentence left on the screen:

"No more chatting, I have to do my homework, Hattori, go to bed early."

Osaka Black Chicken:?

Bastard Kudo! Just say it, make things clear before you leave! What kind of detective do you think you are if you only tell half of it? !

Osaka Black Chicken is a bit crazy.

But there is nothing we can do.

Kudo is now living in Uncle Maori's house. If he calls him in the middle of the night, he will definitely make Maori Lan suspicious.

Therefore, I can only think about what Kudo wants to express.

The detective's curiosity about the truth keeps Osaka Black Chicken awake at night.

So the next morning, on the way to school with Kazuye, the stupid Osaka Black Chicken said something out of nowhere.

"He Ye, can you beat a retired detective with your bare hands?"

Toyama Kazuye:?

Did Heiji take the wrong medicine? Why was he so crazy so early in the morning?

How could there be a female high school student in the world who could defeat a detective with bare hands!

Back to the detective agency.

After Xiaolan finished teaching her father a lesson, she snorted coldly.

"Dad, Conan is going to the amusement park with Dr. Agasa and the others tomorrow. Remember to get up early to see him there."

Mouri Kogoro had dark panda eyes and nodded honestly.

There was nothing he could do, he was indeed a bit wild these days, and it was natural for him to be taught a lesson by his own daughter.

"I left dinner for Dad. You can heat it up in the microwave and eat it. I'm going to rest first."

"Okay, okay, no problem."

Mouri Kogoro nodded in agreement.

Xiaolan really cared about his old father, and in this case, she didn't let him go hungry.

Hey, I can’t be so decadent anymore.

We must give Xiaolan a safe and stable home.

After all, Yingli is gone.

Mouri Kogoro looked at his daughter's tired figure returning to her room, and his eyes couldn't help but become a little firmer.

This is the temporary discovery of conscience of an alcoholic.

It usually manifests as feeling guilty for a few hours, trying to cheer up, deciding to stop drinking altogether, and having one last drink, one last bottle, one last box before quitting.

In the end, I announced that I had failed to quit drinking and continued to drink.

Anyway, it’s okay for a man to drink some wine, it’s all for socializing.

And just when Mouri Kogoro was briefly confessing his life, Xiaolan walked into her room and immediately locked the door.

Carefully, he took out several yellowed reports placed in the cracks of the desk.

After it dried, the words "divorce decree" on it were clear.

Xiaolan hugged the document tightly, crystal tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mom." (End of chapter)