Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Jundu flipped through the address book in his phone, slowly reading each item one by one, as if he was digesting his previous memories.

In his memory, his code name was Hollands, the adopted son of the second generation Jundu, the head of the intelligence team, who adopted Kurosawa Jin and Kobayashi Yucheng, and died in a mission ten years ago.

The feeling of suffocation from being swallowed by the sea water is still familiar and painful, and the bone-chilling coldness seems to be eating away at one.

He was shot in the chest and fell into the deep sea.

I probably won't be able to survive, maybe not even a corpse will be left behind, so what happened to me?

Reincarnate through a corpse? Or through the body of his adopted son?

His body felt the long-lost warmth, his fingers were still flexible and not as stiff as before, he had no old injuries, and even had a very strong self-healing ability. However, his arms were covered with dense needle holes, just like those miserable experimental subjects he had seen in the laboratory in his previous life.

Hollands, now Cointreau, has a bad impression of his situation.

——Xiao Lin Yucheng is so useless. He almost paved the way for the two of them before his death. How did he end up as an experimental subject? The code name he got is good, but he was born in the experimental group. He will be a canary and a guinea pig raised by the organization for the rest of his life.

And in the previous missions, his methods were so rough that they attracted the attention of the police. That guy...

A face that resembled Lin Yucheng appeared in Jundu's mind.

What's the situation with that guy? Is he Xiaolin Yucheng's relative who is still alive in the world? Why didn't this idiot Xiaolin Yucheng kill him when he saw him? Isn't he afraid of causing trouble for himself in the organization?

He cursed Xiao Lin Yucheng a thousand times in his heart, and suddenly remembered that he was Xiao Lin Yucheng now. His face suddenly became strange, and he felt as disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly.

——Come on, for the sake of our relationship, help him deal with it. He's just a policeman... Is he investigating what Bommer did? Haha, that's good, it saves me a lot of trouble.

——Let’s deal with them together.

Jundu lightly decided Lin Xiaochen's fate.

"Sir, there is news from the logistics team." A man's deliberately lowered voice came from outside the wooden door.

Oh, it’s a new intelligence officer, and his methods are quite good.

"Come in."

A golden head popped in first, with a flash of inquiry and ambition in its purple-gray eyes.

Well, he has a good attitude and is not a fool who just wants to get by.

"Lord Wei Que sent an email saying that the logistics personnel have been arranged." Amuro Toru walked in, and with Jundu's permission, he sat cross-legged beside Jundu, "So what is the mission target? Do we need to send someone to keep an eye on it?"

"Have you found the target of the mission?" Jundu smiled, "Oh, I almost forgot, you are an intelligence officer, it is normal for you to have special means - is it the intelligence line before you came to the organization?"

There was just the right amount of worry and joy on Toru Amuro's face. Jundu looked at his dim face and nodded secretly in his heart.

——Not bad, the face is also good. If it is useful, I might consider keeping it around.

"...Yes, I bought the information on the black market. The place where the explosives were buried is a bit remote, and I guessed that the target was lurking in that area, so--" Amuro Toru lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast shadows, making it impossible to see the expression in his eyes.

"Don't act on your own next time, especially since you are not a code member yet. The team leader won't like teammates who act recklessly." Jundu reminded him casually. After all, he was the one he liked, and it would be bad if he accidentally pissed off others and got killed.

"Well, you did a good job." Cointreau smiled, "But - I don't like people who reveal my whereabouts -"

He suddenly leaned over to Amuro Toru, and his breath swept across Amuro Toru's hair, causing Amuro Toru's hair to stand on end. He wanted to raise his hand to fight back as a conditioned reflex, but he held back: "What are you talking about?"

"Don't try to hide it from me. Forget it this time." Jundu's voice was like a venomous snake. "Next time, I won't give you a chance to explain."

Amuro Toru clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Yes, I remember."

Jundu smiled and sat back in his seat. He lowered his head and continued to fiddle with his phone. He said without raising his head, "Okay, you go out first. Take a break for the next two days and have a good rest."

Hearing this, Toru Amuro slowly stood up, but his eyes never left the phone in Jundu's hand.

At this moment, Cointreau's mobile phone screen was exposed in front of Toru Amuro without any cover, and he could clearly see every word and every message displayed on the screen.

However, behind these seemingly ordinary messages, there is countless blood and countless lives hidden...

From this angle, Cointreau's unusual eyes were cleverly concealed, making him look more and more like his former peers.

Amuro Toru didn't dare to look at him any more, because he knew that people living in dark areas were always extremely sensitive to the sight of others, as alert as vultures. He was afraid that his gaze would arouse Cointo's suspicion, so he hurriedly opened the door and left quickly. As soon as he returned to his room, Amuro Toru hurriedly began to search himself.

The clothes, soles of shoes, every corner of the room and even the inside of the mobile phone... were all carefully checked, and no eavesdropping items were found. The entire space seemed extremely clean and tidy, as if nothing had ever existed.

Could it be that all this was just Cointreau trying to scare him? No, absolutely not! Based on his understanding of Cointreau, there was absolutely no reason for the other party to do such a boring thing.

Amuro Toru's face became increasingly gloomy. He held the phone tightly in his hand and began to check the various software installed in it one by one. Since there was no professional testing equipment around him at the moment, he could only rely on the knowledge he learned in the public security system to try his best to check whether there was any monitoring virus implanted by someone.

However, after some effort, the results were disappointing - he did not find anything suspicious.

Fortunately, this phone was purchased specifically for the purpose of completing the organization's mission, and there was nothing in it that shouldn't be there, such as call records with the police, etc...

Thinking of this, Amuro Toru felt a little relieved, but at the same time he became more alert, because this result meant that the enemy was likely to be more cunning and hidden than he thought.

Just in case, this phone must be destroyed! Amuro Toru's eyes became deeper and darker, as if shrouded in a shadow.

But if he destroyed the phone hastily, it would certainly alert Cointreau. Although the other party might have realized that he had guessed the truth, it was still a dangerous move.

At this moment, Amuro Toru felt as if his temple was being pricked by an invisible needle, beating extremely violently. This pain made his thoughts a little confused, and his mood became heavier.

We have to find a way to make this phone disappear with a legitimate reason.