They all think I'm a boss

The argument didn't last long, as Curacao woke up quickly in the ward, but to everyone's surprise, she lost her memory again.

Moreover, according to the doctor's diagnosis, because of her special constitution and the fact that it was less than a day since the last memory loss, the memory loss this time is likely to be permanent.

Looking at the silver-haired woman sitting on the hospital bed and looking out the window in a daze, several other people in the ward had mixed feelings and expressions.

Originally thought that they could use Curacao to dig out more confidential information in the organization, but they never expected that she would have permanent amnesia, which meant that even if they brought Curacao back, they would still have to learn from her. to any information related to the organization.

Furutani Rei looked back at the black-haired young man beside him, Fujikawa Toki blinked, and said innocently that he just knocked her out with a hammer, and did not use physical amnesia on her.

Moreover, it was this silver-haired foreign woman who attacked him first, and he knocked her unconscious only out of self-defense.

In front of Zero, Fujikawa Toki consciously hid his previous idea of ​​packing up and selling the foreign woman who attacked him to traffickers.

Otherwise, he would definitely give him a serious lecture again.

Fortunately, Zero just glanced at him, and quickly looked away.

"This woman is no longer needed by the police."

Rei Furutani glanced coldly at Curacao who was sitting in a daze on the hospital bed, and then he looked at Shuichi Akai who was beside him, "Curacao is yours, fbi"

Curacao, who can't tell the organization's information, is of no value. Bringing her back to the Ministry of Public Security will only attract the vigilance and retaliation of the organization. If this continues, his undercover identity will be discovered by the organization sooner or later.

Bringing the current Curaçao back would have disadvantages rather than advantages for him, so he did not hesitate for too long, and directly gave up the right to compete for Curaçao.

Apparently he was not the only one who thought so, Akai Shuichi shook his head after hearing Fuguya Rei's words, "Since we can't get information about the organization from her, then the existence of this woman is equivalent to a bomb/ bomb, I don’t know what methods those people will use to get her back, such a bomb/bomb that may explode at any time, the fbi will not accept it.”

Curacao, which was extremely popular just now, has now become a ball. It was passed to me by the Japanese police and fbi, and I passed it to you, but no one is willing to take it over.

Fujikawa looked at the blond young man beside him, and then at the FBI wearing a black knit hat opposite, a look of bewilderment flashed across his face.

He didn't understand that the two of them fought fiercely at the top of the ferris wheel because of the silver-haired foreign woman before, and they were also arguing fiercely at the door of the ward just now, how come they are now giving in to each other?

Are men so fickle now?

But if neither of them wanted it, did that mean he could sell the silver-haired foreign woman?

After all, foreigners with heterochromatic pupils can indeed add money.

However, before Fujikawa could put his ideas into reality, Conan, who had been standing next to him in front of the background board, suddenly spoke.

"Well, since Mr. Akai and Mr. Amuro don't want to take her back, I have a way..."

……

The next day, ntv's morning news reported the news that Dongdu Amusement Park was attacked by terrorists last night. The terrorist attack last night caused some tourists to be injured. Among them, a foreign female tourist was killed in the process of escaping. The bullet struck the heart and unfortunately died.

However, since the foreign woman did not have any documents that could prove her identity, the host also posted a photo of the foreign woman on the upper right corner of the screen when reporting the incident, hoping that the relatives or friends of the foreign woman To be able to go to the hospital to claim her body.

It was night, a middle-aged man in hospital overalls pushed a stretcher bed to the door of the mortuary, but he was stopped by the police guarding there as soon as he reached the door, and the middle-aged man quickly showed a on the work permit.

The public security policeman wearing glasses repeatedly checked and confirmed the work permit on his body before signaling the subordinates behind him to let him go.

After the middle-aged man pushed the stretcher into the mortuary, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he walked to a stretcher with a dead body and lifted the white cloth covering the dead body.

Seeing that familiar but pale face, the man's pupils shrank slightly, and then he stretched out his hand to test the man's neck. The tentacles were cold, and there was no beating frequency from the fingertips.

This person is really dead.

And just when he came to this conclusion, there was a sudden shout from the door, "What are you doing?!"

The policeman wearing glasses who was guarding the door just now stared at the middle-aged man in the mortuary, his eyesight was as sharp as a falcon.

The middle-aged man was startled by the sudden voice, he shivered a bit, then pointed to the white cloth covering the corpse that he lifted off, "I, I accidentally rubbed it off when I passed by just now, I, I want to cover it, cover it back."

The police turned their eyes to the corpse lying quietly on the stretcher, and then looked at the middle-aged man who was obviously frightened by him, his eyes were still sharp.

"Come out as soon as you're done!"

"Okay, okay."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, and hastily stretched out his hand to cover the face of the corpse with the white cloth again, and left the morgue under the suspicious and sharp eyes of the police.

After the man left the morgue, he did not return to his lounge, but walked out of the hospital gate all the way. At a remote corner, the man suddenly reached out and tore off the disguise on his face. The deep face of a person.

Belmode took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hey, gin, yes, Curacao has been confirmed dead."

……

At the same time, at the entrance of the mortuary of the hospital, after the middle-aged man left, four people came out of the power supply room next door.

"Mr. Jiang Gu."

When the previously stern-faced policeman saw the blond-haired young man across from him, he immediately put on a respectful expression, while Conan rushed into the morgue and woke up the silver-haired foreign woman who was lying on the bed with the corpse.

"Big sister, you can get up now."

After hearing this sentence, the "corpse" that was lying quietly on the stretcher bed suddenly moved. Curacao slowly sat up from the stretcher bed, his pale face was still full of blankness.

"Big sister, you can take down that tennis ball."

Conan pointed to the lemon-yellow tennis ball under Curacao's armpit and said.

Putting the tennis ball under the armpit can temporarily make people unable to feel the beating of the pulse. In addition, in order to prevent the corpse from decomposing so easily, the air conditioner in the mortuary has always been fully turned on. If you stay here for a while, the body surface temperature will decrease. Falling rapidly, it looks like a dead person.

Conan guessed that the black organization would definitely track down Curacao's whereabouts, so he asked Yugu Ling to contact the police, and together with the TV station, created the illusion of Curacao's death.At the same time, he also guessed that after the news was released, people from the Black Organization would definitely send someone to confirm whether Curacao was really dead, so he simply set up this bureau together with the public security police.

……

"Ashi."

Jiang Gu Ling found the black-haired young man who had been sitting there waiting for him on the bench in the park, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

There was a trace of apology in the purple-gray eyes, and it took much longer than expected to report the whole incident to his superiors. He originally thought that Fujikawa would leave impatiently after waiting for so long, but he did not expect that he had been waiting for a long time. Sit here and wait for him.

"Didn't I already give you the keys to the house?"

He held the young man's cold hands with some distress, and waited for him here all night, blowing the night wind all night.

"Ah."

Fujikawa nodded sleepily, he hadn't slept all night, and now he was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyelids open.

"I promised to wait for you."

There was obvious sleepiness in his voice, and the original cold voice was unconsciously stained with a lazy hoarseness.

Hearing his words, Jiang Gu Ling was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that six years ago, when he went to visit the boy in the detention center, the boy also said this sentence to him.

"I'm waiting for you."

The boy stretched out his right hand, and the palms of the two overlapped through a layer of transparent glass, as if they had made some unbreakable agreement.

"Zero...zero...zero!"

There were bursts of shouts from the opposite side, successfully bringing him back to God from his long memories.

"what happened to you?"

Fujikawa looked at the blond young man who seemed to have something wrong, and frowned.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm too tired."

Jiang Gu Ling shook his head, and showed a slightly tired smile to the black-haired youth opposite him.

Fujikawa Toki didn't doubt his rhetoric, after all, this person seemed to be working non-stop for several days, and he would indeed be tired at this time.

"Do you want me to carry you back to rest?"

Fujikawa spread out his hands very considerately, making a pose of a princess hug.

"That's unnecessary..."

The young man shook his head dumbfounded, this place is not far from the police station, if his subordinates saw him being carried back by a princess, he would be ashamed.

……

After returning home, Fuguya Rei asked Fujikawa to go to the bathroom to take a shower first. He went back to the room and found a set of clothes that he had hardly worn and put them outside the bathroom. Then he went into the kitchen to see what was still in the refrigerator. Do you have any ingredients, ready to make breakfast for Fujikawa.

When he walked into the living room with a simple tomato meatball soup, he found that Fujikawa had already come out of the shower, and was wearing the clean clothes he had prepared for him, lying sideways on the sofa in the living room.

When Jiang Gu Ling walked over, he found that he was lying on the sofa and fell asleep. It was completely different from the indifferent and alienated appearance in the past. After falling asleep, the young man curled up his whole body into a small ball, and the expression on his face was completely different. Stretched out, calm and indifferent, it looks completely harmless to humans and animals.

"Ashi."

Zero tried to call him softly a few times, but the sleeping youth didn't notice anything, not even his breathing was disturbed.

It seems really sleepy.

Jiang Gu Ling smiled helplessly, then he bent down and carefully hugged the young man on the sofa.

Although the young man's physique seemed to grow a lot compared to before, he felt that the person in his arms was still a little lighter. After carrying the person from the living room into the bedroom, Jiang Gu Ling carefully put the young man in his arms away. On the bed, afraid of waking him up.

After doing all this, he squatted beside the bed, quietly watching the young man's sleeping face, and there seemed to be a pool of indissoluble tenderness hidden in his purple-gray eyes.

After a while, he stood up, then slowly bent down, and placed a feather-light kiss on the young man's fair and clean forehead.

"Good night, my boy."

……