Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

On the other side of the banquet, Sanjiu Yukimura turned off the communication headset.

The time for the official start of the banquet was getting closer and closer, and the female guests who had been around him left one after another. He said goodbye to them, put away the pile of business cards from rich women, and found Dai Jili, who was having a good conversation with others.

"Sorry, Mr. Itan, I'm late." He apologized to the titular boss.

Dai Jili glanced at him and noticed that he was wearing a communication headset on his left ear that they didn't have when they parted, and roughly understood what he was doing just now.

"It's okay, be more careful next time."

Hiroshi Hiroshi saw that someone came over, and after hearing their conversation, he roughly guessed the identity of the person, so he took the initiative to extend his hand.

"Hello, I am the screenwriter of the Yatsushiro Group, and the lady beside me is Miss Akiyoshi Miamiko, one of the designers of the cruise ship that afternoon... Are you Mr. Itan's assistant? It's more than I thought. young."

Yukun Sanjiu smiled and shook hands with him: "I'm Yukumura Sanjiu. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Hikita."

"Xuecun... Sanjiu?" Hirocheng Niigata was a little surprised, "It's a very strange name."

"Is it strange? I personally really like this name..."

Daijili listened to the two of them—one was his subordinate, and the other claimed to be his fan—and just ignored him and talked to himself, and he tutted inwardly because he was ignored.

But he didn't show the slightest bit on his face, because there was a beautiful woman beside him who was more attractive to him than these two people was watching him.

"Mr. Iteng is a good-tempered boss." Akiyoshi Minami laughed.

Dai Jili was hesitant in his heart, but there was a smile on his face.

Akiyoshi Minamiko looked at the crowd behind her, her eyes swept over the big figures one by one: "This banquet... As expected, no one from the Karasuma Group attended."

"..."

Hearing this familiar name, Daijili's fingers suddenly tightened. The eyes that originally looked at the beauty were full of admiration, love and YY, but now there is only vigilance and coldness.

Holding the wine glass, he quietly probed: "I remember the people of Karasuma Group have always been known for keeping a low profile. In France, they never even participated in the banquets held by business partners... Are they not interested in Japan? Will the company be more friendly? Or is there any personal relationship between the two?"

Akiyoshi Miami was stunned for a moment, then turned around and smiled helplessly: "No, Mr. Itan, you misunderstood."

Their exchange did not keep the volume down, and Hirocheng Hiro, who was chatting with Yukimura Sanjiu, heard this, and even directly inserted their conversation: "The two have no friendship, but the eighth generation chairman has always wanted to know the chairman of the Karasuma Group. , last year he personally sent the invitation to the Karasuma Group headquarters, but he didn't even see anyone..."

His tone sounded a little cool, without the slightest humiliation or displeasure, on the contrary there was an uncontrollable schadenfreude.

Akiyoshi Minami still had that decent smile on her face, and she continued to explain to Daijili.

"In addition, ten days ago, the government was bidding for a new offshore wind power project. After several rounds of screening, Karasuma Group and Yatsushiro Group were the only strong contenders, but the Karasuma Group's bidder had a car accident on the way there. , one of the three employees in the car was slightly injured and two were seriously injured, and the final project was won by the Yatsushiro family."

Having said this, she sighed softly: "Because of the competition, many people on the Internet speculated that the car accident was caused by the Yatsushiro family. Although the Karasuma Group did not make it clear, their spokesperson also hinted that Yatsushiro did. Homework is disgraceful...the two sides are a little bit incompatible."

Xuemura Sanjiu stood aside, already guessing the ins and outs of this mission.

Japan is an island country with limited natural resources and is very concerned about the use of renewable energy.

The Japanese government put forward the policy of using renewable energy as the main power source in the country last year. The importance of this tender is self-evident - especially the government does not restrict the monopoly of enterprises. The benefits and impact are hard to predict.

With such an obvious interest, organizing this mission against the Yatsushiro family... I'm afraid it has something to do with the Karasuma Group?

...to be too lazy to even cover it up, is this stupid, or is it reckless?

Xuemura Sanjiu lowered his head and took a sip of the red wine from the glass. The man's smiling face was reflected in the red wine.

Usually there was a gentle smile between his brows and eyes, and now it's the same, those eyes curled up with a smile. This smile brings a full sense of intimacy, and most people will relax their vigilance in front of such a smile.

No matter what he encounters, whether it is joy or sadness for others, he will always have such an unchanging smile-because his setting is like this.

Because he is not a human being, but a bionic robot, an existence designed by the system based on important figures in another world.

He himself has wisdom no less than that of human beings, but his language, behavior, character, preferences... are not cultivated by himself, but are all designed. His words and deeds, including being a wise life, are the most important The thinking of the whole is limited in it, it will not change, and it cannot grow.

The androids are almost incapable of breaking the premise set for them by the designers.

So they will never become real human beings.

The scheduled time had passed long ago, and the Yatsushiro family had not arrived, and there was gradually a commotion around.

Yukimura Sanjiu put down the wine glass. At this moment, his earphone communication was suddenly reconnected. After a brief rustling sound, Kobayashi Qingzhi's voice came from the other end.

"The mission is complete... Can you help me report to Mr. Daijili?"

Yukimura Sanjiu stepped aside to prevent the other three or others from hearing his voice.

"Are you sure everything has been resolved?" he asked ~www.NovelMTL.com~ including those police officers? "

Xuemura Sanjiu had long known that Xiaolin Qingzhi was an undercover agent from the Metropolitan Police Department. His setting was to master almost all knowledge, including hacking techniques. He casually flipped through the public security files and found it without much effort. Kobayashi Qingzhi's information - the police did not help the undercover agent encrypt any identity information.

Out of concern for the little master who exchanged him, Xuemura Sanjiu also initially searched Bourbon, Scotland, and Ley in the public security database based on his appearance... and found nothing for the time being, and he did not conduct an in-depth search.

He didn't have any feeling about undercover, so he didn't report it to the organization or Daijili.

"Well, it's all settled."

Yukimura Sanjiu listened carefully to Kobayashi Kiyoshi's tone.

There was no embarrassment and struggle to hurt his real colleagues, no guilt and pain that caused a big family to be nearly wiped out, and no morbid joy or excitement to torture so many people. The tone of his words was extraordinarily calm.

It's like a student handing the workbook to the teacher when he is asked if he has finished his homework.

——No guilt.

Even if he killed the policeman who was his real colleague... he didn't feel the slightest sense of guilt.

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