Conan and I start the hell-level main line

In a park in Tokyo, a sturdy middle-aged man sat on a bench, like a lone sail in the dark sea, surviving alone in this undercurrent-filled Tokyo.

The middle-aged man, wearing sunglasses, touched the shocking scar on his left eye without saying a word.

Looking around, he saw nothing but loneliness and silence, as if he was rejected. What did the world have to do with him?

"Ying Hai has lost contact, and the CIA headquarters is helpless. How can I, as a contact person, find her and re-establish intelligence contact..."

"It seems like we really need to contact the FBI and discuss cooperation with them."

"But... where are they? The CIA and the FBI have never gotten along well, and even if we ask the headquarters, we probably won't get any information."

At this moment, when he was venting his frustration, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was an email, and first of all, there was a special sign:

It is a simplified picture of the earth, surrounded by a half circle of olive branches and a half circle of thorns, with a sword passing vertically through the middle, a sun next to the olive branches on both sides, and a moon next to the thorns.

The overall configuration of the icon is very similar to that of Interpol, but there are still major differences.

A clear opposition between good and evil!

Subscript noun [Interpol Intelligence-War Alliance] abbreviation: IIWA.

"The main emblem of the National Police Union belongs to a big shot of the National Police Union?!" The middle-aged man was very surprised. He was just a small and insignificant contact person, but he was found directly by such a big shot.

The middle-aged man opened the email with trepidation, and inside was a short message.

[I don’t know the exact location of the FBI, but if you want to find the FBI, go find someone associated with the FBI. I’ll give you an address, and you go find him - Intelligence Consultant]

[PS: Attached is a map and a photo]

"Hey, are you sure? Who is this?" The middle-aged man looked at the person in the photo and was very surprised. He subconsciously thought that he was dazzled or his phone was malfunctioning.

But as an agent, he quickly calmed down and followed orders.

Soon, he sneaked out of the park in the darkening night.

But he didn't know that some people were almost going crazy and using all possible methods to search for someone who was injured and whose hiding place was unknown.

And a despicable idiot just happened to discover a figure who looked like an agent in the stolen hacker surveillance.

In the Porsche 356A, Fu Huashi has been trapped in this luxury car for three days. The almost numb Fu Huashi yawned and used a facial recognition system developed by Snow Country some time ago and big data to conduct a full scan of Tokyo.

Then, they found a lot of traces of people who were not recorded. Later, after screening, Fu Huashi monitored the middle-aged man who ran out of the park alone and seemed to be in a hurry.

Fu Huashi enlarged the video and tapped her cheek with her index finger. Well, according to Gin, the CIA who escaped should be him.

In fact, when Hondou Eisuke came for the first time, Fukashi had already noticed his presence, and no one knew why he was hiding near the Mori Detective Agency and peeking.

Fu Huashi silently memorized it in his heart and quickly began his tracking work. Since there was no information, he searched for three consecutive days and his neck was sore from exhaustion.

Don't think I was just slacking off these three days.

"Brother Gin, I found an interesting buffalo. Do you want to go hunting with me?" Fu Huashi handed the laptop to Gin with a cruel and brutal sneer.

Vodka, the fool, didn't understand for a moment, "What hunting? Fu Huashi, the organization didn't give you the funds and authority to play around!"

"Vodka." Gin said in a cold and deep voice, instantly making Vodka speechless.

"Fu Huashi, I didn't expect you to find that person, not bad." Gin glared at Fu Huashi with admiration, and Fu Huashi was also cold.

The more I look at it, the more I like it.

But he turned around and looked at Vodka who was confusedly wondering if his brother didn't love him anymore... Uh... Ahem, Gin shook his head and ignored him.

During the surveillance, Fu Huashi conducted all-round tracking and monitoring of the middle-aged man, and his movement route was clearly visible.

Gin snorted coldly, "Fly, you're dead now, hehe."

The dark eyes were already fixed on him, and it was obvious that he had not yet realized that the crisis was quietly approaching.

This may be another fight of blood and fire in this realm.

……

At this time, at Dr. Agasa's house.

Conan had no choice but to agree to Ai's request to go with her to the home of the person who knew about Hondou Eisuke's childhood.

Request.. Haha, it’s not easy for Conan to make the decision..

Conan: "Hattori Heiji has helped me find his home location and contact information. Dr. Agasa, please call and inform him."

Dr. Agasa: "Oh, wait, what excuse should I give? It can't be for no reason."

Conan tilted his head and smiled bitterly: "Come on, can't the reason come out easily? Do you need to ask me? Just find one at random."

"Ah..." Dr. Agasa was distressed and didn't know what to say for a moment, but he still picked up the phone and called.

After a brief greeting and confirming whether he was the person involved, Dr. Agasa got straight to the point and made up a lie that he was asked by your grandfather before he died to pass on a very important item to a customer who frequently visited the store.

But I didn't expect that the person on the other side would hit the nail on the head and directly thought of the person Dr. Agasa was looking for, and spoke enthusiastically.

"Are you looking for customers who often come with their sons?"

Conan, Ai immediately became cautious, it seems that he really knew it.

Professor Agasa then wanted to ask about this person's appearance and place of work, but unexpectedly, the person on the other side directly asked them to come to his house to see the photos, which made Conan ecstatic.

According to the other party, Hondou Eisuke's father did not like taking photos, but Hondou Eisuke happened to take the photo while playing with his camera.

This is really hard to find, and it takes no effort at all.

After Professor Agasa confirmed that it was time to go and the other party agreed, Conan smiled slightly and said, "Now he should know who you are."

Just as we were about to leave, an unexpected guest came by, and then...

This was when they were not working and some unruly people started to get crazy and kept ringing the doorbell, not knowing whether it was intentional or not.

"Oh, here it comes, press it once and I'll hear it." Dr. Agasa hurriedly walked out to open the door, thinking that there was something urgent.

As a result, when he came into view, he saw Naliang standing outside with a silly smile, and Conan behind him instantly realized that this guy was sick again.

"Brother Naliang, why did you suddenly come to me?" Dr. Agasa asked puzzledly.

Naliang: "I came to see Conan. I have something to tell him."

Conan also came out. His first question was not a question, but he narrowed his eyes and asked in confusion, "Brother Naliang, how did you know I was at Dr. Agasa's house?"

"Hehe, I guessed~" Naliang lied without hesitation.

I won't tell you, I came here directly because I saw you go to Dr. Agasa's house through surveillance.

Conan shrugged and didn't take it seriously. After all, he believed that Tianjianxing was an agent after all and couldn't use the same thinking as ordinary people.