It's Too Hard for Conan to Follow Me by the Boss's Side

His address made Miyano Akemi amused.

"It's okay, there is no one else here, if you still have concerns, you can call me sister like Zhibao!"

Heimuren opened his mouth, but didn't shout out.

Seeing his expression, Miyano Akemi suddenly felt better.

She asked softly: "Is Mr. Kuroki avoiding me?"

"Why? Feel sorry for me? Because you lost Shiho?"

"But you have no reason to protect her. On the contrary, aren't you still enemies to some extent?"

Miyano Akemi raised her head slightly, looking at Kuroki Ren who was taller than her, the smile on the corner of her mouth slowly disappeared.

"If you only protect her because of the terms of the transaction with me, then you don't have to feel guilty, just let's find someone together!"

"I like her!"

Miyano Akemi squinted her eyes slightly, even though this movement was not obvious in the dark night, she spoke clearly but unhurriedly: "Mr. Kuroki, what are you talking about?"

"I like Miyano Shiho!" Kuroki Jin said softly but powerfully.

His mind can lie to him, but his feelings can't.

When he learned that Hui Yuan Ai had an accident, his reason collapsed instantly and told him how much he cared about her.

Before that, he just felt that it was a pity to meet such a girl in his life and miss it. After the short-term joy of regaining the loss, the ensuing problems made him temporarily put these things aside.

Time seemed to smooth out the throbbing in his heart, and Kurokiren felt that he and Hui Yuanai had returned to the state of Potter and Shirley in the organization.

He wondered more than once whether the original Potter and Shirley were better, or the current Kuroki Ren and Hui Yuanai were better.

But there is no answer to this question at all.

Hei Muren doesn't drink alcohol, so he won't be insane, and he will clearly remind himself at every moment what to do, as well as calmness, calmness, restraint, and thinking twice.

He was calm enough to abide by the boundaries he set for himself, and walked carefully along the sideline.

And on the way just now, he imagined more than once, if what happens... Even just thinking about it makes him feel difficult to breathe, wishing to crazily smash everything he can see in front of him.

So the answer couldn't be more obvious. His liking is beyond the vague liking, beyond the boundary of friendship, and it's the kind of feeling that he cares more about than loving himself.

Miyano Akemi laughed, "Stop pretending?"

"I can't pretend anymore!" Hei Muren whispered, "When everyone around is waiting to watch the show, don't point out that I am that monkey!"

"There are so many opportunities not to talk about it, isn't it too late to repent at this time!" Akemi Miyano glanced at her watch, and the time had already reached three o'clock in the morning.

"It's not so easy to have the courage to say it..." Hei Muren was shocked by the ease of her words, "If you are rejected, you probably won't be able to say anything in the future!"

He suddenly realized, "Miss Mingmei, you didn't mean to provoke me just now, did you?"

It's not that your sister is missing, you're here to test me?

Miyano Akemi flicked her hair, turned her head to look at the car behind her, and said with a little chic: "Anyway, I'm idle, let's chat!"

"What's the matter--"

"Miss, I found it!" A head stuck out from the car.

Miyano Akemi turned her head, smiled at Kuroki Ren, blinked and said:

"Start to work!"

The work of checking the truck and related personnel was too huge, and Kuroki Ren had already left it to the police, probably enough for them to work until dawn.

And he and Miyano Mingmei chased another clue to search.

With the proficiency of this group of people, it is obvious that this is not the first time that the other party has carried out human trafficking.

And once this kind of thing is done, it is best to do it immediately, so it is necessary to have certain connections in this kind of area.

It is best to choose the buyer in advance, and then compare whose blood type is suitable when the person arrives, and then conduct a more systematic comparison.

Since there is such a possibility of contacting in advance, then this matter is not a completely impenetrable wall.

Kuroki Ren originally wanted to investigate this matter through the organization, but Miyano Akemi stopped him, saying that she should investigate first, and if there is no news, she will use the organization's staff.

Kuroki Ren still doesn't know how huge the intelligence system in Miyano Akemi's hands is, and he has never asked whether she built it herself or inherited it from the Miyano couple.

If it was the former, it would be a bit too shocking.

The kidnapping group has found a lot of buyers. Of course, not all of these people have needs. The other party is just casting a wide net, and those who are willing will contact them.

The one Gusen found was a buyer that clearly stated that he didn't need it. As for how Gusen found it, Kurokiren didn't ask much.

Two cars parked at the side of the villa, Kuroki Ren asked Min to stay in the car, thought for a while and handed him the gun he carried with him.

Min also rested the gun with his hands, leaned back, and asked calmly, "Is there any danger?"

"Not sure!" Hei Muren put the hood on his head and put on a mask, only his eyes were exposed.

"I'm referring to you!" Min also handed the gun back, "It's useless for me, if the other party is a professional, this thing will only become the other party's weapon!"

Hei Muren didn't answer, he moved his watch up and hid it in his cuff, then touched his body casually and checked his weapon again.

"To make the other party believe that we came here with good intentions, you can't bring a pistol!" Kuroki Ren said.

Oda Kirito also curled his lips slightly: Don't think he doesn't know that you have at least two daggers and a pocket pistol hidden on your body, I guess you can find small bombs if you look for them.

"Then I'll take it... Can anyone shoot if they see it?"

Hei Muren held the mask in one hand and opened the car door with the other, "It's better to see clearly!" After saying that, he closed the car door, joined the two people who got off the car in front, and walked towards the villa together.

When Kurokiren approached, he realized that Miyano Akemi had found the mask somewhere, and now his face had changed to another person, but it was Gu Sen, who was frank and frank without even wearing a disguise.

Hei Muren stared at the mask for a few seconds, turned his head away and muttered something in a low voice.

Chapter 460 I Have a Friend

To Kuroki Ren's surprise, the informant was the only person in the three-storey villa.

The other party sat in a wheelchair and opened the door to greet them.

"Please come in, forgive me for being rude, I can't get up to greet you!"

The man looked about 50 years old, with gray sideburns and gold-rimmed glasses, because he was sitting and he couldn't tell how tall he was.

"We took the liberty!" Gu Sen nodded slightly, holding the door with one hand, letting Kuroki Ren and Miyano Akemi come in.

The man's gaze stayed on the faces of Kuroki Ren and Miyano Akemi for a second, and he said with a normal expression, "Please sit down, the tea and coffee are ready!"

It can be seen that Gu Sen and this person know each other. After a short greeting, they quickly got to the point. Gu Sen even directly explained that someone important to them was kidnapped.

"That's really unfortunate!" The man wished devoutly, "May they be safe!"

"So I hope you can help us connect, just say we are buyers, and give us a chance to meet each other!"

The man looked embarrassed, but he quickly realized that he waved his hands again and again and said, "It's not that I don't want to help, it's that the other party is very cautious. Even if it's a transaction, they won't make a transaction face to face!"

"Oh?"

"I...cough, I have a friend who once did business with them. It was me...they sent the blood of the person who needed to be matched. sample!"

Hei Muren's eyelids twitched, this could not be a friend out of thin air.

Xu sensed Hei Muren's suspicious eyes, and the man said seriously, "But this method can be tried. The crux of the problem is, do you have a blood sample that can perfectly match the opposite party?"

"Don't worry about this!" Gu Sen affirmed, "I will trouble you to contact the other party!"

"Now?" The man didn't seem to expect to be so anxious, but looking at the current time, it seemed that the other party was really in a hurry.

After all, he had never seen someone as indifferent as Gu Sen would come to visit in the early hours of the morning regardless of etiquette.

The man started to make a call, but Gu Sen didn't ask the other party to turn on the speakerphone, because he was afraid that the voice on the speakerphone would be different from that of the receiver.

The person on the other side waited for a long time before answering, and anger came from the receiver. The three people present all had sharp ears, and they took in all the cursing words on the other side.

The man was well-bred, and he calmed down the other party with a few words, and then raised his own needs.

"..., the person you recommend must be reliable. You also know that once you lose your reputation with us, all subsequent cooperation will be avoided!"

"Of course!" The man smiled calmly, "We've known each other for so many years, can't you still trust me!"

"That's right!" The person on the other side didn't know what to think of, "That's okay, you have someone send the blood sample to the old place, and I'll send someone to pick it up!"

"What about the time?"

"It's twelve noon tomorrow, I've been busy for most of the night, brothers should have a good night's sleep!"

The phone hangs up.

The man looked at Gu Sen with a smile, and then turned his head to look at Kuroki Ren and Miyano Akemi who had been sitting on the sofa without saying a word.

"Is there anything else you two need?"

Hei Muren squeezed the mask and rubbed his nose twice, and said in a low voice:

"Tomorrow's handover, can I go?"

……

Hui Yuanai felt that she had learned nothing about patience in the organization, but she had learned it very well.

It has been an hour since the big truck was transferred to the small car, and then the small car was thrown into a cold and humid environment. The children around were tired from crying, and she still maintained one movement and leaned against the wall.

There was a snoring sound from a little distance from the door, presumably the only guard who stayed behind fell asleep.

She didn't do anything for an hour, this dilapidated place was just the skin of the wall falling off the wall, she had worn out several pieces, and the rope on her wrist was finally untied.

Hui Yuanai lifted the blindfold as softly as possible, closed his eyes and adjusted to the brightness of the light for a while, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that came into my eyes was the black hooded sprawl, then the big man sleeping soundly with his back leaning on the chair at the door, and then I saw the big iron gate and the vertical iron bars on the gate that looked like prisons.

She looked around the room, the walls were black, with a little gray in the black, it looked like the place had been set on fire on a large scale.

There are no windows on all sides, so if you want to go out, you can only go through the door, and I don't know how many people are outside the door.

She was awake the whole time in the car. There were two people on the big truck that carried them first, and then the people behind them.

Hui Yuanai roughly counted them. There were eleven of them in total. There were four children in the car she was riding in, and there was one person in the driver's seat and one in the co-pilot.

Based on the other party's three cars, there are at least six people. If these three cars are fully loaded, the other party should have 15+2=17 people.

But there shouldn't be so many people on the other side, otherwise there wouldn't be only two people on the big truck to guard them.

Hui Yuanai got up slowly, moved his hands and feet slowly, and looked around for the weapon he might be holding in his hand.