Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Hokkaido, a quiet and beautiful city, covered with snow, is like a fairy tale world.

In a cozy hot spring hotel, Cointreau, wearing a loose bathrobe, sat cross-legged beside a warm charcoal basin, enjoying the tranquility and comfort with his eyes slightly closed.

Amuro Toru came back from outside. He took off his cold down jacket and hung it on the hanger. He also sat next to Jundu: "Master Jundu, the bomb has been buried according to your request."

Cointreau nodded, feeling quite happy. Just fifteen minutes ago, the Scottish whisky code name he applied for Midorikawa Hikaru was finally approved. Although it was expected, Cointreau had just suffered a setback at the hands of Wisma, and he couldn't wait to find an opportunity to get back on track - this code name came at the right time.

Scotch whisky is not a specific brand. Its code name is equivalent to directly suppressing all the code members of Scottish brands under Scotch whisky.

And Hikaru Midorikawa, who is a Scotch whisky, is his partner and subordinate.

There was a vague illusion that Wei Que was being pinned down by him.

Although it is an illusion, it can still make people happy.

"Well done." Jundu praised casually, "By the way, has your codename mission been issued?"

Hearing this, Amuro Toru's eyes dimmed a little, and he seemed to be in a low mood: "Not yet... I haven't found the right opportunity yet."

"The mission I have on hand should be enough to be listed as a code mission." Jundu turned his gaze to Amuro Toru.

"Really? Then I guess Mr. Bourne, who works beside you, will be able to get a code name soon." There was a hint of envy in his tone.

Jundu finally couldn't help laughing: "Him? How could this matter possibly be his turn? After all, with his current identity and status, he is not even a quasi-code member! - But..." Having said this, Jundu suddenly deliberately dragged out the tone, and at the same time, a cunning and mysterious light flashed in his eyes.

As he spoke slowly, he slowly turned his gaze to Mr. Amuro beside him, as if he wanted to get some response or reaction from the other party.

As expected, when Mr. Amuro heard himself being mentioned and connected to an important event, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal without giving people too many clues.

However, for Cointreau, this was enough. He knew that the other party had ambitions, which was what he wanted to see the most. He said slowly: "Mr. Amuro does have this opportunity. It depends on how Mr. Amuro chooses."

"Me? How dare I accept it?" Amuro Toru raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a humble smile. However, the blazing fire burning deep in his purple-gray eyes revealed his inner ambition without any concealment.

"In that case, then forget it." Jundu said casually while skillfully flipping the rice cake on the charcoal basin with long chopsticks.

He didn't seem to notice the strangeness in Toru Amuro's eyes, or rather, he didn't care at all.

"But, I almost forgot to tell you one thing. The two people who partnered with you before have now got their own code names." Jundu's tone was relaxed and casual, as if this was just a trivial piece of news.

"I really want to congratulate them." Amuro Toru's voice was unusually calm, without any ripples. But every word was squeezed out with difficulty from between clenched teeth, filled with unspeakable resentment.

"Don't you hate me?" Jundu looked at Amuro Toru with a half-smile, his eyes like a cold and poisonous snake, tightly wrapped around him. He tried to catch some clues through Amuro Toru's expression, so as to understand the man's true thoughts.

At this moment, Amuro Toru felt as if he was being bitten by a poisonous snake and couldn't break free. His body, which had been gradually warming up, suddenly felt like it was falling into an ice cellar, and he was shivering in the biting cold wind.

"Do you want to hear the truth?" The corners of Toru Amuro's mouth rose slightly, and his originally deep and charming eyes were now flashing with a barely perceptible light, but this light carried an unspeakable sense of danger.

Looking at the gradually deepening smile on the man's face, Jundu couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

This expression, which should have made her very angry but instead made her smile even brighter, made him think of someone for no reason.

So he nodded subconsciously and responded, "Of course."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Toru Amuro slowly spoke: "To be honest, I do have some grudges in my heart. After all, such a rare opportunity is not something you can come across easily." His voice was low and magnetic, as if every word contained endless meaning.

Then, he paused for a moment, as if thinking about how to continue expressing his thoughts. Then he continued, "However, this cannot be entirely blamed on you. This time, it was indeed a little unexpected, and it may be because I did not make a comprehensive enough plan in advance to deal with various possible emergencies..." At this point, he frowned slightly, revealing a little annoyance.

The corners of Jundu's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile: "Well, it's a very good answer, but it's not a true answer."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the steaming rice cake, as if he didn't feel its heat at all. He tore the rice cake apart slowly and gracefully, and slowly reached out his hand.

"Now, tell me the truth about whether you are eager to get this codename mission." Jundu's eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at Amuro Toru, as if he wanted to see his inner thoughts through his eyes.

In the face of Cointreau's questioning, Toru Amuro just shrugged his shoulders easily, and then said without any concealment: "What you are looking for is not just my answer - Lord Cointreau, do you want loyalty from me?" His tone was frank and direct, which surprised people.

Cointreau was obviously a little surprised by Amuro Toru's straightforward response, but he quickly regained his composure: "I don't need your loyalty. What I need, I will get from you myself - do you want to eat rice cakes?"

"Thank you." Toru Amuro reached out and took the half piece of rice cake. The rice cake was still hot and Toru Amuro felt a slight pain in his fingertips.

Cointreau ate the remaining half of the rice cake and took the laptop from the tatami next to him. If Vodka was here, he would probably find at a glance that this computer looked very familiar - yes, it was the computer that Cointreau had cried, made a fuss, and even threatened to commit suicide to get from Gin.

"The weather is too cold, snowy and wet. To prevent the explosives from getting damp and becoming unusable, we need to make second-hand preparations."

Jundu instructed: "The photo of the mission target has been sent to you, keep it in mind."

He turned on the computer, and as his fingertips flew, lines of code appeared on the screen. He warned:

“Don’t do small things.”