Conan and I start the hell-level main line

In the early morning, when the sky was dim, a streak of white light like fish sauce was spreading over Tokyo as the darkness receded. The residents in the apartment had not yet woken up, but in the bedroom, Fu Huashi, who had not slept all night, sat in front of the computer, looking at the notes in her hands that she had spent a lot of time organizing, thinking deeply.

He glanced at his mother Chivas's file on the computer, which showed [Level 1 Confidential], and his father Natsume Yuanye's file, which showed [Level 3 Confidential]. He rubbed his nose and saw some clues, but not much.

I recalled the memories of the original owner, Natsume Xing, from beginning to end. There was never any memory fragment worth noting. The organization had never really cared about its own value in the past.

Basically, I have ruled out my own reasons. My special situation is 100% caused by my parents, especially my mother Chivas. (Novels are basically like this/crossed out)

Fu Huashi yawned a little sleepily. She had been sorting out intelligence non-stop since she came back from the research group. She hadn't gotten a good night's sleep and felt that her dark circles were becoming more and more obvious.

Fu Huashi put down her notes, leaned back in her chair, and looked at the gradually rising sun. After a night spent there, it was a little dazzling. Thinking of this, it should be getting dark in the United States soon, after all, it is winter now.

Fu Huashi frowned slightly. This short analysis is really useless. Otherwise, let's take a shortcut.

Fu Huashi then took out a satellite phone from the cabinet. It was the one his father Natsume Yuanye had left for him three months ago, telling him he could call them if he missed them.

Of course, I paid the huge international phone bill myself, worthy of being my biological son...

He rarely makes phone calls because he knows his parents are in no danger in the United States. On his side, he is busy with the main line coming and going, and he has no time at all.

(Fuhua Poetry: Hey, author, can you take a day off?! The little author poured himself a cup of tea and ignored it~)

Fu Huashi made a phone call, but due to the hidden conditions of the American network group where her mother Chivas was located, there was almost no way to contact them directly, so she could only find her father as a middleman.

At this time, Natsume Yuanye from the United States seemed to be quite free-spirited, "Hey, who is this? If you have something to say, please report it. If not, please leave."

"Uh..." After seeing each other for a while, Fu Huashi didn't know what to say, "Dad, it's me."

"Oh, son, hello, how are you doing recently? Have you been bullied?" Natsume Yuanye's tone was carefree, worthy of being a free-range child, without any worries.

"Haha, no, I just felt like talking to you, Dad." Fu Huashi wiped his sweat. How come he didn't realize that his father was also as frivolous as him? Oh, it seems that he was like this before.

Xia Mu Yuanye seemed to have seen through Fu Huashi's little tricks and said with a smile: "Hehe, tell me the truth, I know your character, you want to be strong and independent, you must have something that you have to ask me for help, stop talking nonsense, I am still busy with important things, and I don't have much time."

Fu Huashi took a deep breath and said, "That's right, I want to ask, what kind of person was my mother...in the past? Was she related to the organization?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone. Natsume Harano might have expected that his son would start investigating in this direction, and he was mentally prepared. He knew very well that this was already too deep.

Can you bear it?

Natsume Yuanye's eyes were solemn, and he said seriously: "There is not much I can say. Your mother used to be like me, basically unknown, and only started to make a fortune 10 years ago. You should know that no matter who you are, the organization will not care about worthless people, even if you are the son of the boss. This is the law of the jungle set by that person."

Fu Huashi: "That person? Who?" She wondered if it was the head of the decision-making group?

"Your great-grandfather was an egoist who hated your mother very much. Forget it, you should check it out yourself. You already know some things, so there's no need for me to tell you." When Natsume Yuanye talked about this person, the coldness in his words deepened, and more of it was anger. He had no good impression of this person at all.

"If you really want to find it, go to a place called Duanwu's family. Before you were born, your mother and I were peripheral members. At that time, the organization didn't care about us at all. We were very free and had no restrictions. My father used to be a good friend of the old man of Duanwu's family. We often visited his home. You can go there to learn more."

Duan Wu? Fu Huashi muttered to herself, pondering this name. Why does this name feel familiar? Alas, the characters in the main storyline are too messy, and even die-hard fans can't remember them.

Natsume Yuanye seemed to have said what he could explain and was unwilling to continue. "Okay, that's all I can say. I have something else to do. I'll hang up now."

Fu Huashi: "Wait a minute, Dad, what is my mom doing now? Is she working... okay?"

"Honey, I heard there's a very popular French restaurant opened in Times Square. Let's go eat together. Hey, what are you doing standing there? Be careful, I bought a lot of clothes. Hold them steady and don't drop them, or I'll punish you!" Chivas's voice came from the other end of the phone. Her voice was very sweet, and it seemed like they were having a great time. . .

Fu Hua Shi (▽д▽): "Fuck, you stinky dad, this is the job you mentioned, a world for two?! Are you two just so indifferent to your son?!"

"Hey, son, what are you talking about? Is the signal not very good? Oh, this network, I have a complaint~" Beep beep beep -

Fu Hua Shi (Petrochemical): Uh...

Fu Huashi became a thinker on the chair. It turns out that Xinyi and I are the same kind of people. . .

Fu Huashi picked up the notebook again to write down the record, shrugged, added a few casual dirty words, and then turned to another page, which was a more concerned part.

Title: Sanhua Liquor - Like a Shadow

"Naliang and the other two will be returning home in three days from their trip to Japan. Actually, they will take a flight on the morning of the fourth day..."

"The Red and Black collision chapter should be here soon. It's time to put an end to it." Fu Huashi looked at the clues written and drawn on the notebook, then took out a mobile phone from the drawer that could no longer be turned on.

That is the unclaimed mobile phone seen in Fantasy Park.

"That person was indeed very cautious. The first thing he did after leaving the fantasy park was to cancel the phone. All the content in it was deleted, leaving no trace."

Fu Huashi narrowed her eyes slightly, and her tone became more determined, "It's a pity that there is no chance to conduct a reverse search, but... there is no need for it."

……

In the hotel, the early morning light was not enough to wake up the two Chinese people who were still sleeping soundly.

There was only one gray man who had gotten up long ago and put on a hat to look at a person's file on the computer. Sanhuajiu made a disdainful sound. The file of this person was marked [Second Level Confidential]

"The files of the intelligence team are really hard to retrieve. Humph, it doesn't matter."

Sanhuajiu took out his death pen... Oh no, the suspect list. He has been in Japan for almost a month, and it is time to finish it.

He glanced over the names on the notes.

【ring】?

Hennessy?

【Rum】?

【Gin】?

【Bamboo Crane】?

【Yoichi】（underline）

【Johnnie Walker】

"There is only one left..." Sanhuajiu stared at the name coldly, his eyes flashing with cunning and sinisterness, and a mocking sneer, which seemed to be under his control. "After such a cumbersome plan, it's time to deal with you."