Also at the winery today 996

Ma Chuanxie lowered his head and glanced at the message sent to him by Toru Amuro, and smiled helplessly.

[I will not do anything to increase the difficulty of my task until the transaction is completed. ——camus (Camus)]

Listening to the conversation of the police behind him, the corners of Jian Chuanxie's mouth twitched unconsciously.

"Where are the two imitators in black?" Ma Chuanxie looked at the empty seats and asked.

He was also going to ask Gin to evaluate whether the two people's imitations were similar.

However, even the bugs weren't found...it's really a waste.

He took out a clean napkin from his pocket, bent down and pulled off the bugs and chewing gum stuck under the seat, crushed them and threw them into the small bucket for garbage.

"She must have left. But how did you find out?"

Toru Amuro looked at Magawa Xie in surprise and asked a series of actions.

Ma Chuanxie pushed her long hair to one side, "otherwise, how do you think the little boy named Conan found out about him when he was half a car away?"

Edogawa Conan? The name is quite interesting. A split combination of Edogawa Ranpo and Conan Doyle?

"When did you meet this little boy?"

After completing the transaction with the established target, stepping off the Shinkansen, Machuan Pavilion looked like it was casually authentic.

He has already installed a poisonous needle on the black mobile phone that is ready to be traded. All he needs to do is get off the Shinkansen and his name will appear in tomorrow's newspaper.

Having said that, the stuff produced by the organization is pretty good.

Amuro Toru's hands in his pockets froze, but he still pretended to be nonchalant and said, "We met when we came to work in the coffee shop."

"Eh."

Is the Japanese branch so poor? Do people in the organization still have to work?

But when he looked at Gin's 996 model, he didn't look like someone with multiple jobs.

Unlike in the United States, he not only had to be busy with the work assigned to him by his father, but also had to go to school - even though he just slept in the classroom for a day.

"If you have time, go find this child."

Jian Chuanxie turned his head and said deliberately.

As expected, Toru Amuro pursed her lips and said nothing.

[gin (gin), the transaction is completed, remember to read tomorrow’s newspaper! ——camus (Camus)]

"By the way, Ma Chuan, when did you join the organization?"

"I have been organizing since I was a child."

Ma Chuanshe and Toru Amuro got on the train and stuffed their cell phones back into their pockets.

As if he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Gin didn't tell you that I was going to school, right?"

Daily wisdom*1

"Speaking of this, I almost forgot, Gin has already made arrangements for you."

Toru Amuro, who seized the opportunity to cause Magawa Xie to suffer a critical blow, would definitely not let go of such a wonderful opportunity.

However, he still remains skeptical about the statement that he has been organizing since he was a child.

"Ah...really?" Ma Chuanxie sighed heavily, as if his soul had been taken away.

three days later.

"Students, there is a new student in our class today," the female teacher on the podium looked towards the door, "Come in, classmate Ma Chuanxie."

Mao Lilan, who was sitting in the back, opened her eyes wide, Jianchuanxie? The one who lives with Mr. Tohru Amuro and lives in Station 38?

At the door, a young man wearing a blue uniform of Didan High School slowly walked into the classroom carrying a dark brown bag.

"Xiaolan?" Suzuki Sonoko shook Mao Lilan, who was in a daze, and then looked at the young man on the podium, her eyes suddenly turned into the shape of love hearts.

"Wow, he's a handsome guy!" She whispered, shaking Mao Lilan even harder.

Out of basic courtesy, Ma Chuanxie bowed to everyone, took the chalk from the female teacher's hand, and wrote his name on the blackboard.

Turning back, Ma Chuanxie's eyes touched the young man at the back of the classroom, and a familiar face suddenly appeared in his mind.

This boy looks somewhat similar to Shuichi Akai, is it an illusion...

"My name is Ma Chuanxie, from the United States."

According to the teacher's arrangement, he walked to the seat next to the boy who looked somewhat similar to Shuichi Akai at the back of the classroom and sat down.

"Hello, my name is Sera Masumi." The boy with slightly darker skin stretched out his hand and gave Magawa Xie a friendly smile.

"Handsome boy, let me meet you. My name is Suzuki Sonoko."

Suzuki Sonoko, who can be called a handsome humanoid detector, rushed over and waved towards Magawa Xie.

"Mao Lilan." Mao Lilan shyly scratched her head and introduced herself.

"Classmate Ma Chuanxie is from the United States, so he should know a lot of interesting things, right? Can you tell us about it?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Ma Chuanxie with wide eyes and showed a smile that seemed to have succeeded.

How does killing count?

Facing this problem, a big question mark suddenly appeared in Jian Chuanxie's mind.

When he was in school, he was always in small classes. The small class is full of scientific research geniuses and computer geniuses.

There seems to be a son of the governor of a certain state in the United States, right?

Although the guy was disabled by him, I don't know if he remembered the lesson.

Alas, what a pity.

"it is good."

In this way, several people chatted until school was over.

"Do you want to go back together?" After Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko said goodbye, they looked at Ma Chuanxie and asked.

Jian Chuanxie looked at the message Ginjiu sent him on his phone and shook his head, "No, by the way, do you want to have dinner together tomorrow? It happens to be a day off, so I'll treat you."

"No need to trouble Makawa-san..."

"No trouble, it's just a meal. We'll all be neighbors from now on."

"This... I should go back and ask Dad, otherwise they will starve if he and Conan are left alone at home." Mao Lilan nodded with some confusion, his expression full of helplessness.

It's true that my father doesn't even learn to cook. No wonder my mother doesn't live with him.

"Okay, I'll go now. I have something else to do. See you tomorrow."

Just as Magawa was about to turn around, he thought of Toru Amuro, who was working part-time, and said, "Moori-san, please tell Mr. Amuro that I will be back later today."

"Hey, okay."

After Mao Lilan left, Ma Chuanxie turned on his phone and sent a message back to Gin.

[Where is it? I'll come and get it myself. ——camus (Camus)]

[At the training ground you came to last time, I arranged for someone to wait for you. ——gin (gin)]

Is it the new bottom class again?

"Tita." The cold man leaned against the wall and took a drag on the cigarette in his hand.

The man had a pair of gold-framed glasses on his face and a straight black suit.

"Deputy leader of the Western European Division Operations Team."

The man leaned down, put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray in front of him, and spoke to Jian Chuanxie.

"The boss asked me to assist you. I hope you won't disappoint me." He opened the iron box placed on the chair, opening it to reveal the silver blade inside.

She said she was here to assist him, but actually she was just here to monitor him, right?

However, as Jian Chuanxie thought in his heart, his eyes were unconsciously attracted to the contents of the box.