Also at the winery today 996

"Amuro, can I call you that?" Ma Chuanxie put his arm on the back of Toru Amuro's chair and asked.

"It's up to you." Toru Amuro hit the lowest gear, "Where is the position?"

While talking, Toru Amuro did not forget to show off his superb driving skills.

"Mikawa-cho 5-chome, 38th address." Turning on his phone, Makawa Xie read out the address.

I have to say that Japanese place names are quite complicated.

Toru Amuro's driving hand suddenly stopped, and panic flashed in his eyes. Café Poirot was in episode 39, and Camus’s address was only a few dozen meters away from him.

Is it intentional by the organization? Is the organization doubting him?

"From now on, just call me Magawate (い is a long sound). By the way, can you cook?" Magawate put the phone back in his pocket and said casually.

"meeting."

Toru Amuro, who was still in a nervous state, said stiffly.

Is Ma Chuanxie this person's real name? Go back and ask Feng Jian to check it out - no, this matter must be told to Fa Xiao.

"Would you like to help me cook every day? Oh, I'm sorry, isn't this request a bit overwhelming?"

"……it is good."

Just think of it as monitoring this guy. Maybe it will be easier to get a code name with the code name members.

This was what Akai was like at that time.

"Okay, keep driving. You look a little nervous."

Ma Chuanxie patted Amuro Toru's shoulder and leaned back on the back seat.

But those lavender eyes were full of a mocking smile.

interesting. He didn't mind giving his father a little trouble.

"Is Amuro a native of Japan?"

"Yeah. But my mother is British." Toru Amuro looked out the window and suppressed the nervousness in her heart.

"That's it."

His mother? Ah, I don’t know.

I got out of the car, raised my phone and took a photo of the scene in front of the house.

Maori Detective Agency, Café Poirot...

interesting.

"Does Amuro know the staff at the cafe?" He took out the key from his pocket - Gin gave him the key when he came back from the airport.

How does this guy know?

"The employees at the cafe are greeting Amuro." He rubbed his long black hair and opened the garage door. "Park the car first, otherwise the car will be copied if you park it on the roadside for a long time."

Is this guy so observant?

"Mr. Amuro!"

A high school girl with spiky hair was holding a little boy in blue clothes. At this moment, she saw Toru Amuro preparing to park the car and said hello to the young man.

Why at this time!

"Is this Mr. Amuro's guest?" The high school girl looked at Ma Chuanxie, who was the same age as herself, and asked curiously.

"I--"

Toru Amuro hurriedly rushed out of the car, interrupting Makawa Xie's words, "This is my friend, Makawa Xie. Ma Chuan, this is Mao Lilan, and this kid is Edogawa Conan."

After being interrupted, Ma Chuanxie chuckled softly and was not angry about it.

Don’t want to get involved in the organization? Amuro, if you want to get the code name, you can't be so merciful.

Moreover, like his father, he doesn't like to be interrupted when talking - just like he doesn't pay attention to anything except working when eating.

"Let's go, Mr. Makawa."

After pushing and pulling, Toru Amuro was brought into the house. (Let me explain here, the red team may die)

"Ah, sister Xiaolan, Mr. Amuro is so weird today?" The little boy in the blue suit tugged at the school uniform of the girl with sharp horns and complained.

But under the glasses, those eyes were staring at the backs of Ma Chuanxie and Amuro Toru as they left.

It seemed that Mr. Amuro didn't want the two of them to come into contact with that older brother.

why?

"Maybe they two are in an emergency. After all, isn't Conan like this when he is in trouble?" The high school girl put her hand on the boy's head and touched it.

"Hey, is that so?"

Conan scratched his head and laughed silly twice, but his eyes were fixed on the direction Amuro Toru and Makawa Xie left.

After entering the door, Jian Chuanxie scanned the room and touched the back of the coffee table, bookshelf, and dining table.

After doing this, he moved the suitcase into the room and took out a small suitcase. Open it and place the small items inside in each room.

"So, why, Amuro-kun."

After a long time, Ma Chuanxie closed the lid of the small suitcase and looked at Toru Amuro with a smile.

"As a member of the organization, you should know how to make choices, who should be retained and who should not be retained. After all, the boss does not like weaknesses."

Amuro was stunned after hearing these words. He had to give Kamu an explanation today, otherwise he would never get the name of the wine - or even Kamu would see through his identity and kill him with one shot.

Yes, he is undercover.

And it's an undercover agent from the Japanese police.

For the time being, he didn't want to find out that he was an undercover agent without even getting the name of the drink - that would make him appear inferior to Shuichi Akai.

After all, that guy was called a silver bullet by the upper echelons of the organization.

"Sorry, Camu. I just don't want to involve so many ordinary people. This will cause trouble for our future cleaning work, right? I believe the boss doesn't want to see trouble either."

Toru Amuro thought for a while and explained.

"That's right," Ma Chuanxie started the hot water kettle and washed another set of cups, "I don't care where you come from. MI5? CIA, FBI? Or the Japanese police don't care about me. As long as you give me what the organization gives you Get things done, that’s all that’s required.”

This person... is completely different from Gin.

If it were Gin, no matter whether he was an undercover agent or not, he would have been killed with one shot.

drip-

The small light on the kettle turns from red to green.

"What do you want to drink?" Ma Chuanxie poured a cup of hot water and put it on the coffee table, looking at Toru Amuro with his lavender eyes.

Toru Amuro shook his head with a complicated expression, "I don't need to."

In fact, he didn't quite understand Kamu's or Ma Chuanshe's attitude.

Gin's attitude is easy to understand. Regardless of whether he is an undercover agent or not, if he is a code member, he will submit a report to the boss, and the lower-level members will be executed directly.

But Ma Chuanxie... was said to be a member of the organization, but he had no interest in executing undercover agents.

"I want to eat something sweet, can you make it?" Ma Chuanxie walked back to the room and took out the computer from the suitcase (don't pay attention to the details, it has been more than ten years since Conan was updated, and the organizational technology level is dozens of times ahead of the world) year), I opened it and searched for a few Japanese dishes that are commonly eaten in the United States.

Toru Amuro tilted her head, glanced at the recipe on Makawaxie's computer, and nodded.

"Aren't you Japanese?"

Ma Chuanxie shook his head, "This is my first time in Japan."

In the previous seventeen years, except for being tossed around by his father, he had never left the United States.

If he and Belmore hadn't learned to disguise themselves, they would have been on the FBI's most wanted list.

Of course, that was only an estimate. After all, every time he finished doing something, his father would have people clean up the traces.

That's why that guy from Belmode always advised him to learn sniper rifles.