God's Souvenir

Shuichi Akai has never felt more deeply than now that the Port Mafia is like a cult compared to the Black Organization.

Although he has not been in contact with many members of the port mafia, Tsuruhara's style of painting alone is already very representative.Isn’t Hong Kong black really evolved from some Shinto organization?

"Where is the police department, why are you at the door?" Tsuruhara Himi had already walked past Akai Shuichi, but stopped to ask the boy detective team.

The little girl named Huiyuan and Dr. Ali are not here, but they should come back.After all, as the only adult in this team, Dr. A Li would not leave a child who has no self-protection ability here.

I just don't know if that little girl will show up again when I see Dr. Ali again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Conan always feels that Tsuruhara Higen's attitude is much colder than when he met him in the morning.

Akai Shuichi answered: "The Megure Police Department rushed back to deal with the emergency. Officer Takagi, who was waiting for you here, suddenly felt sick and went to the bathroom. So we helped Officer Takagi wait for you here."

"Yeah, yes." Conan didn't say anything when he was robbed of the conversation, he just squinted and smiled to echo Akai Shuichi's words.

"Oh?" Tsuruhara Hinami's expression couldn't discern joy or anger, and he asked a question with a rising tone, "So my time was wasted like this?"

Judging from his performance, it seems that he really asked this question because the transcript was delayed.

"Are you waiting for the transcript?" Akai Shuichi's eyes full of scrutiny fell on him.Although it didn't show in his tone, he really didn't believe it.

Tsuruhara Hiken took it for granted, "Of course, I am a legal taxpayer."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Although, what have you done yourself that you don’t know?

Officer Takagi didn't know what he ate and his stomach was ruined, so he didn't come out in the bathroom.Adhering to the principle of not delaying the victim's time, he has notified two colleagues to come to the hospital to take notes for Himi Tsuruhara.

Akai Shuichi told the matter to the person concerned, and observed the expression on his face calmly.

Tsuruhara Hikami showed an inscrutable smile as he wished: "Then take this rare opportunity, let's chat?"

His eyes glanced at the young detective team who were whispering softly at the side, and he focused on Conan's face for a moment, showing him a dangerous smile without any concealment.

Conan instantly understood what he meant, and said flexibly, "We won't run around here, big brother, you don't have to worry about us."

Although Shuichi Akai was a little worried, he also knew that if there was an important task in Tokyo, Hiken Tsuruhara would not act rashly.So he just turned his head and briefly made eye contact with Conan, and followed Tsuruhara Himi to the corner of the corridor.

Whether it was a coincidence that the police sent him to Kubahu Central Hospital, Tsuruhara Rijian was too lazy to investigate.It's just that Akai Shuichi who is here got the news so quickly and came here to block him, which is a pleasant surprise.Seeing that he was familiar with the elementary school detective, there was a high probability that the kid had notified him to come over.

After confirming that there was no one nearby, let alone a bugging device, Akai Shuichi's expression quickly turned cold: "Does the situation of Officer Takagi have something to do with you?"

"It's been said that I'm a legal taxpayer, how could I do such a thing?" Hiken Tsuruhara retorted.

Akai Shuichi showed an appraising look, his eyes scanned him suspiciously.Although this guy doesn't bother to lie about this kind of thing, he is happy to use language loopholes to play with others for the pleasure of causing misunderstandings.

"You didn't do it. But you didn't deny that it wasn't a coincidence." He quickly caught the logic behind the other party's words.

Tsuruhara Hinami's face clearly showed bored emotions, and he changed the subject lightly: "I have something else to tell you."

Obtaining the answer from his attitude, Akai Shuichi gestured to him with his eyes and said.

"Gin Jiu has obtained your whereabouts in the past month. Especially the abnormal information about this hospital." Heyuan Higen unhurriedly dropped a bomb-like message, "He should be able to find you soon right?"

"How do you know?" Akai Shuichi frowned because of the information in his words, but quickly said firmly, "You gave him the information, right?"

The person who was exposed was not at all embarrassed, but applauded softly with a calm demeanor: "As expected of a silver bullet that can penetrate that organization, the mind is flexible."

His clapping movements were also very natural, as if he hadn't been injured at all.Akai Shuichi had no way of seeing his true thoughts.

But combined with this man's nature, when it comes to matters that have nothing to do with the port mafia, he has always been watching the excitement and not thinking it's a big deal.From this, it is easy to guess that his purpose of informing both sides of the intelligence is to watch the excitement of the organization and the FBI.

Subjective judgments have never been the basis for facts.Akai Hideichi didn't fully believe in the conclusion he came to easily, but thought about the deep meaning of the other party's actions.

"Although our positions are inconsistent, I might be able to help with this matter." Seeing the FBI in front of him lost in thought, Tsuruhara Hikie Yoyo suggested.

As for the thoughts in my heart-help?How is it possible, it would be nice not to help.

"No, no need." Akai Shuichi refused decisively.

This guy does do a few good things when he's in a good mood.It's just that before you figure out what he really means, no matter which side you stand on, you can't interact with him.

Because this bastard might take all your panties off.

Tsuruhara Hiken just complained half-truthfully about the FBI throwing it away when it's used up, and didn't say anything more.

Let Gin and Akai Shuichi know each other's information, of course, to make their fight more intense.This will make it easier for him to make some friendly gestures to the intelligence personnel of the Black Organization under the nose of Qin Jiu.

Officer Takagi was sitting in the bathroom at this moment, his face exhausted.

He must complain to the restaurant where he ordered the bento at noon.There is a problem with their food, and they dare to sell it!

The interrogation of the victim has been handed over to the two police officers who arrived later.

Tsuruhara Hiken unexpectedly cooperated with the inquiry.He sat on a bed in an empty ward, almost answering every question he had.

But the inquiry had problems at the outset.

Regarding the inquiry about the workplace, Tsuruhara Hiken replied: "It is a port logistics safety management company in Yokohama."

Yokohama has always been a rather special place in Japan.The forces there are intricate, and the right to self-government is much higher than other places, which has always been synonymous with mystery.

If you want to investigate and obtain information from Yokohama, which is somewhat closed, you can only call the police station in Yokohama and ask them to help verify it.

So the two policemen who were making inquiries looked at each other, and one of them got up and went outside to make a phone call for verification.The one who remained continued to ask.

After receiving the information shared by Tsuruhara Himi, Akai Shuichi became a little excited.After Dr. Ali turned back, he said goodbye and left.

It happened that the police who came to inquire at this time were on the phone in front of the corridor.Conan keenly heard the words "Port Logistics Security Management Company".

It seems that the first time we met at the restaurant, the man named Tsuruhara Himi claimed to work for the port company, right?Conan, who had already learned the identity of the mafia of the man in the ward, put on half-moon eyes.

Is the Mafia's claim to the outside world already so convincing?If it is used to deceive ordinary people who don't know the truth, no one will doubt it.

What he learned from Akai Shuichi was only Tsuruhara Hiken's identity as a mafia, but the other party did not tell him the specific information.He also only knew that Tsuruhara Higen was not a member of the Black Organization.

But the other party will definitely do something when he comes to Tokyo, and it will be too late to be vigilant when he causes harm.

Definitely find a way to remind Megure Police Department.He clenched his fist secretly.

"The dagger found at the scene had blood on it. Was the person who attacked you also injured?" the police asked routinely.

"Yes. After all, he is already going to shoot me, so I can only attack him with the dagger I snatched." Tsuruhara Hidemi narrated calmly, "Isn't it my defense?"

"Please rest assured about this." The policeman reassured.

The policeman who just went out to confirm came in again with his mobile phone. He nodded to the two people in the ward: "Just now Mr. Heyuan's boss personally called to confirm. He wants to know about Mr. Heyuan's situation."

The mobile phone was placed on the cabinet and opened to the outside.

The voice from inside was indeed Mori Ogai.

"Hijian-kun, are you alright?"

Tsuruhara Hikami subconsciously straightened his clothes and sat upright.Even what he said was cautious: "Thank you for your concern. I have no major problems, and the gunshot wound on my shoulder has been bandaged."

There was a faint voice of a little girl from the opposite side.Then there was Mori Ogai's voice: "That's good. I was very worried when I learned that Himi-kun was attacked."

While the two policemen were still at the scene, Tsuruhara Himi blushed uncontrollably.He stumbled a bit when he spoke, like a newcomer who was cared by the president when he first entered the workplace: "I, I'm fine. Don't worry, this little injury is not enough to affect my work."

"This is not acceptable. If you let Himi-kun work with injuries, you will be considered a blood-sucking boss of the exploiting class." Mori Ogai said, "So Himi-kun will recover from his injuries in Tokyo, and return to Yokohama after he recovers. Not too late."

"Wait, wait. My injury is not serious, if I need to leave the hospital I can resume work—" Tsuruhara Hiken unwillingly tried to change Mori Ogai's mind.

But Mori Ogai did not give him a chance to continue struggling.He hung up the phone.

This small injury was only kept to fool the group of policemen.If it wasn't for the sake of seeking a lighter punishment for the recording, he could completely reconstruct this part of the organization by himself and restore it to an uninjured state.

It's just that Mori Ogai is absolutely impossible to be the kind of boss who considers his employees.What he meant by saying this could only be that Yokohama had something that Tsuruhara Hinami couldn't get involved in now.

It's too much, do you really think he is a dog who comes and goes when he is called?

Even a dog loyal to its leader will have a temper, right?

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The author has something to say:

I'm late!That being the case, let's update it at nine o'clock in the evening, in view of my moving speed.

Look at the homepage of my article to see what has changed!

I found a bug in the last chapter, that is, shooting the shoulder at close range is a penetrating injury. emmm, just pretend you didn't see it... Ignore my common sense question.

The more I read the comments in the past few days, the more I feel that Mr. Mori is attractive, so the cp is tentatively named Mr. Mori...!

It is also true... This height is different from me,, let me think about it. In the next article, I will write a male protagonist who is not as tall as He Gouzi.

Three thousand updates have been resumed today, so there is no small theater anymore!By the way, I'm officially rolling and showing off my cuteness for a payoff.

Q: What should I do if the dog does something wrong?

Mr. Sen, a veteran dog breeder: Forgive him, he will admit his mistakes on his own initiative. (although still unrepentant afterwards)