Druid of Conan World

"It really started!"

Sighing, Mori Yu just closed the door and continued to take a bath.

"If I remember correctly, the day before yesterday was also Sunday..."

There are two undeniable factors in his withdrawal from the arena because he has already done what he has to do and draws a full stop with the past.

Time, technology!

Since there really is a plot, it means that for a long time in the future...

"Half a year".

He will jump repeatedly in spring, summer, autumn and winter!

As a time traveler, he can't guarantee that he has the strong adaptability of Conan Xiaolan. If he can't even pinpoint the date, he will be a fart killer.

And the rapid development of technology in "half a year" has also added a lot of obstacles to the killer business.

At least for now, there are no surveillance cameras in big hotels.

And "half a year" after the plot started, those murderers with high IQs have already played tricks with technology.

all in all.

"Fortunately, I slipped fast!"

Mushroom~Mushroom~

A three-second silence was observed for the colleagues who were still struggling on the front line. Mori Yugang squeezed the little yellow duck hanging on the refrigerator door, and opened the refrigerator to prepare breakfast.

then.

Ding Dong!

"Who is so early!"

Rubbing his hair, Mori Yu took a piece of bread in his mouth and opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. Goji Moriyu, right?"

Standing outside the door was a tall, strong man with a scarred face. If he hadn't been followed by a corridor full of police officers, Mori Yugang would have almost called the police.

"I am Kiyoshige Matsumoto, the management officer of the First Investigation Section of the Criminal Division of the Japanese National Police Agency."

The visitor tried his best to squeeze out a friendly smile and said, "I wonder if you could please come back to the Metropolitan Police Department with us?"

Mori Ugoji: "..."

Quickly chewing the bread into his stomach with his mouth, Sen Yugang had no expression on his face: "The word 'hui' is used well, do you include breakfast?"

"What?"

……

Dongdu, Metropolitan Police Department, top floor.

The conference room was pitch-black, as if discussing something shady.

Toshiro Odagiri, director of the criminal department of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, sat sideways on the sofa with a stern expression.

On the left and right hands are the management officer of the first search section, Kiyonaga Matsumoto, and the manager of the second search section, Shintaro Chaki.

Except for Goji Moriyu, everyone had grim expressions.

Moving a chair by himself and being arranged in front of the crowd, he is now snorting and eating seafood noodles, as if all the eyes cast on him are empty.

The sound of sucking did not move Toshiro Odagiri, his gaze was fixed on Gouji Morimame from the moment he entered the door, and when Shiratori Renzaburo returned to his place after delivering the food, he motioned blankly: "Then let's start."

"Yes, I understand!"

Mumu Shisan got up and saluted, and came behind Odagiri Toshiro.

Of course there is a reason why the room is so dark. Behind Toshiro Odagiri, a personal message is being projected on the curtain.

Mu Mu Shisan cleared his throat and spoke.

"Gongji Moriyu, formerly known as Marlon Brando, aged 20, whose biological parents are unknown, grew up in the Wilson Orphanage in London; when he was 10 years old, he was adopted by the famous British genetics professor Marshall and his wife, renamed Marlon Marshall, and went to the local private He went to school in college, his academic performance was among the best, and he has won scholarships from colleges every year, and he is recognized as a talented boy."

"Four years ago, the Marshalls died in a car accident; in the same year, they quit their studies and returned to the original name of the activity. They entangled a group of young people who were also doing nothing to form the 'White Bird Gang'. With the title of 'King of the Dark Street', the local gangs and police stations are all afraid, and dare not provoke him at will."

"Two years ago, he was involved in a homicide case and was investigated. Later, the evidence showed that it was a false accusation, and he cooperated with the police to find the real criminal. He showed extraordinary observation skills and was nicknamed 'Eagle Eye'."

"But he was sentenced to 7 months for illegally carrying controlled knives and was released 8 months ago."

"After he was released from prison, he disregarded the opposition of the gang backbone to disband the White Bird Gang; he was robbed 6 months ago and was shot 7 times and almost died."

"After recuperating from his injuries, he sold the property left by the Marshalls and came to Japan two months ago. He named himself Mori Gouji and opened a Yagure self-service barbecue restaurant opposite the Maori Detective Agency in Mihuacho 2-chome. ……above!"

When Mu Moshisan finished reading Gou Mori's personal experience in the past 20 years, Toshiro Odagiri looked over with a stern gaze: "We haven't missed any important content, Mori... no, Ma Long-san?"

After eating the noodles, Mori Yu just wiped his mouth, took out his cigarette case and gestured, the latter nodded.

Click!

Taking out the lighter and lighting it, Sen Yugang said nonchalantly: "It was there at the beginning, but not now."

"Being able to get this information means that the London police told you that the death of my adoptive parents was related to witnessing a gambling transaction, and that the dark street gambling transaction dropped by at least [-]% in those few years when I was there."

"The reason why I disbanded the White Bird Gang and my identity as a police informant must not be hidden from your eyes."

Toshiro Odagiri did not hide this: "Indeed, using violence to control violence will not last long. You made a wise decision before the Shiratori gang completely rotted."

pat!

The informative conversation ended, the lights were turned on, and the room lit up instantly.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who had a scar on his left eye, walked over with an ashtray in his hand, with a serious smile on his face.

But when he put down the ashtray, Toshiro Odagiri gave him a thumbs up with his back turned.

"The London police asked me to thank you, but they reserve the right to pursue responsibility for your private departure." Following Matsumoto Kiyoshi for a few seconds, Morimame Goji silently set the coffin for him, and Toshiro Odagiri continued.

"So please understand that we are so motivating, the famous 'King of the Dark Street' has come to Japan, but there is no news at all for two months, which really shocked us."

Sen Yu just didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile.

Toshiro Odagiri took a deep breath: "If you don't mind, I would like to ask, why did you choose to come to Japan?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone tensed up.

A police informant and former gang boss, who was shot six months ago and came to Japan without protection in London, is enough to arouse the vigilance of the police.

"That's a good question."

Sen Yu just shook the soot: "At least it's more interesting than the police officer Nakamori who made a face behind my back and asked when to leave."

Toshiro Odagiri: "..."

sizzle...

Chaki Shintaro pushed aside the chair and stood up, bowing 90°.

"Minister, I'm sorry!!"

Toshiro Odagiri lingered on Chaki Shintaro's back for a longer time this time, and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry for making you laugh. Of course, I didn't mean to doubt you. If you didn't show up, I don't think my subordinates would be able to find you until they die... Oh, except for the Megure police department."

"After he came back last night, he checked the information all night, and only called Matsumoto at four o'clock this morning."

Unaware that he had escaped, Kiyonaga Matsumoto still had a sullen face: "You are too much, Minister!"

Mori Yugang took a second look at Mu Mu, and sure enough, his eyes were red and he lacked sleep.

"No wonder the Megure Police Department is doing the report, it's hard work."

He took a puff of cigarette: "but don't worry, it has nothing to do with that matter."

"Oh?" Toshiro Odagiri narrowed his eyes.

"how do I say this?"

"As you can see, my biological parents are 'unknown', and my face is obviously not of mixed race. Not long ago, my girlfriend helped me find some clues, so...you understand."

"I see."

Toshiro Odagiri nodded, not fully convinced.

But the other party took the initiative to release a friendly signal, which really made him breathe a sigh of relief.

It's not good to come to Japan to open a "branch"...

The man in front of me must not be underestimated by "young"! !

At this moment, Toshiro Odagiri didn't know that his thoughts were inexplicably similar to those of the winery. In the eyes of those people, the wolf must not be underestimated by "weak power".

So he asked, "Do you need help?"

"Ok?"

"About your parents."

"That's not necessary." Mori Yu just shook his head.

"The Mumu police department should have seen my ability. If even I can't find effective information, it would be a waste of police force to ask you to help."

Odagiri Toshiro took a deep breath.

Toshiro Odagiri let out his breath.

"..."

A group of police officers looked up at the sky, not knowing why the minister had targeted them.

We did nothing wrong!

Right, Nakamori?

Fortunately, the other party didn't stop their eyes and stood up.

"Then, I wish you a good time in Japan."

"So you won't keep me for lunch?" Mori Ugoji asked.

"I finally went back to the police station."

The corner of Odagiri Toshiro's mouth twitched: "Of course, if you don't mind, we have some questions to ask you..."