Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

Looking at the documents sent by Gin and the destroyed text messages, Conan's face became very disgusting.

At first, he thought he could investigate something, understand the organization better and find its weaknesses.

But during this period of time, he had been squeezed by Gin, assigning him one mission after another, all of which were identity investigations and tracking, which made Conan very tired.

Even if he got the organization's information website, he didn't have the time or need to investigate. After all, even if Gin didn't tell him about such a website, Conan could know about it from Haibara Ai, or even a more advanced website.

But even if he knew the address of a high-end website, Conan still didn't dare to open it blatantly, and the computer he was on couldn't open it at all.

It can be said that he has been fighting for the organization during this period, or working for Gin, but he still dared not refute the other party, and did not dare to gamble with Gin's conscience with his own life and the lives of others.

"This time you are a peripheral member. It is much better than before. Didn't you always want to check politicians or rich people before? Now you can be considered close to the organization." Dr. A Li looked at Conan's livid face and comforted him.

"*, what kind of peripheral member? Once I investigate, I will definitely find that this peripheral member is an undercover agent who knows nothing, and he is not an undercover agent of the police! Then it will be all my business again!" Conan was so angry that he couldn't help scolding him. Dirty words, he finally understood what kind of trick Gin was playing, it was just a carrot tied in front of the donkey.

He knew that he couldn't find anything, but he was unwilling to give up for fear of the possibility. Gin saw this, so he did this.

Seeing the furious Conan, Dr. Ali had no choice but to do it. Conan saw it clearly and just had to do it.

After losing his temper, Conan took a breath, grabbed his phone and resigned himself to starting to investigate the peripheral members that Gin had sent to him.

Even if it's just a little bit, he may not be willing to give up. Maybe he can really find the weakness of the organization!

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In the park, Conan and the others stood under the tree wearing their jerseys and waiting for others. As a result, the only people who came were Ayumi and Mitsuhiko.

Yuan Taitai seemed to have something to do at the last moment, so she called them and said that she had something to do. She probably would arrive later and then hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, the others were a little helpless, but since Yuantai was not coming, they had to play by themselves. Fortunately, the four of them could also play.

Several people held footballs and played in the park until they were sweating all over. When they sat on the chairs nearby to rest, they did not wait for Genta.

Conan and the others looked at the time and saw that it had been more than an hour since they started playing. It's been so long, why hasn't Mrs. Yuan come over yet?

Mitsuhiko called Genta, but no one answered the phone, so he probably didn't pick it up.

In desperation, Ayumi took out her detective badge and called Genta. This time she got through and heard Genta's voice. But before any of them could say a few words, they heard a low cry from Yuanta on the other side of the badge, and then the badge was hung up.

This time, no matter how they called, there was no response from the badge. For a moment, the faces of several people in the young detective team became a little ugly.

"Conan, something happened to Genta!" Ayumi frowned and looked at Conan worriedly.

"Conan, can you find where Genta is now?" Mitsuhiko also turned his attention to Conan.

Conan pinched the frame of his glasses and began to search for the location of the detective badge. In addition to them standing together, there was another signal not far from them, one thousand meters away.

If Conan remembered correctly, that place should be a shop, a place selling all kinds of food. Just when Conan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he found that the signal began to move and was getting farther and farther away from them.