Protect our prophets

In fact, it is very simple to judge whether there are men of the black organization on board.

Hattori Heiji said suddenly.

At this time of sunset and dusk, the day was approaching, and the swimming pool on the deck was also dyed red by the setting sun in the west. They sat on the beach chairs and chatted casually for a while, Conan was still preoccupied.

"any idea?"

Pingji looked around and said in a low voice, "As long as you ask that young lady to pick up the boat, then let her wait at the pier and look over one by one...can't she accurately feel the breath of the black organization?"

Conan: "..."

Do you think she is a special radar?Also "precise"!

It is possible to accurately annoy Hui Yuan Ai, ha ha.

"Anyway, Kudo, you have the satellite phone given to you by the doctor, so it's not difficult to contact them, isn't it."

"Please, Hattori-san, there are more than 1000 passengers and more than 1000 crew members on this ship. Even if someone is mixed in, how can you tell." Conan said angrily.

but--

On second thought, it occurred to him that, perhaps, he could ask another one for advice.

In Japan, especially near Tokyo, there are definitely not many members of the organization. With Toru Amuro's intelligence capabilities, it is more likely that he will know which "colleague" was sent to carry out the mission.

Similarly, the connection between the Black Organization and Mr. Katori...maybe we can also learn from him.

"Sometimes, when we think too complicated, it's easy to ignore some simple things." Conan said, his expression gradually deepened.

"What?" Heiji asked.

"For example, we have been guessing who Bourbon is before," he looked at the sky, "but in fact, there is no such trouble, just go back to my house and ask the neighbor next door."

That Mr. Okiya Subaru will tell him that one of the objects you suspect is my sister, and the other... Oh, yes, I had a mission with him when I was an undercover agent, and it was Bourbon.

"Although I guessed it in the end, I still went full circle." Conan said dryly.

Heiji understood: "It's actually quite interesting to fight wits with smart people, right? ——So, who is Bourbon?"

Having said that, he showed a very serious expression.

Conan didn't disclose too much information to him before, and he still doesn't want to explain, so he said vaguely: "Anyway, don't worry, he won't pose any threat to us."

Hattori Heiji was a little reconciled, and wanted to ask again, but at this moment, he saw Matsuyuki pushing the door from the opposite side, looked around, locked their location, and hurried over.

He had no choice but to stop the topic and waved at her.

"Hatto-kun—and Conan, good afternoon."

Songxue's footsteps were a little anxious, and she stopped and took a few breaths: "Sorry, did you see Atobe-kun?"

"Oh, just now I saw him taking Hua Shuo upstairs for a swim..." Heiji asked, "What happened?"

"Forget it, don't look for him yet." She held on to the railing and waved her hands, "Get to work, detectives."

"……what?"

……

Atobe thought that the matter should be over, but he didn't expect that in the short three days since Xia Zhile returned to Tokyo, he was still uneasy.

He witnessed them prevent two suicides by jumping into the sea, bust an attempted theft on the spot, and three obscene incidents...

When disembarking, a group of people were escorted away by the police. The captain stood on the deck and said with emotion: "This is the first time I have encountered such a rough voyage."

He sincerely shook hands with the high school detectives one by one to express his thanks.

Finally, when it was Kaito Kuroba's turn, he held the captain's hand and said meaningfully: "If you have a chance, you must go to the captain of the Jacqueline to exchange feelings."

What happened to the Jacqueline has already spread throughout the entire Summer Island and most of the waterways in the Pacific Ocean.The captain suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and waved his hands again and again: "It's not necessary..."

Finally, they say goodbye to each other.

"Mr. Atobu, see you again by fate." Tan Baima said with a smile.

Atobu nodded and said: "Yes."

He wouldn't be surprised that people of their identities might meet at a family dinner one day.

Then, he noticed that Conan looked around and asked in a low voice, "Where's Sister Songxue?"

"She missed something and went back to her room to get it." Atobe replied.

Conan originally wanted to say something, but hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Forget it, let's go first, see you Atobe-"

Atobe looked at their distant figures, inexplicably tired of the sweet voice, and got goosebumps all over his body.

This kid is obviously very mature, why does he like to pretend to be cute so much?

He was puzzled.

"Sorry for the wait."

Songxue dragged the suitcase, walked halfway, and suddenly remembered a very serious matter.

It stands to reason that there is no Bishei Middle School in this world anymore, but Atobe still remembers the Tsunayoshi Sawada he met when he picked her up... No, not necessarily, the boy he was talking about might not be Tsunayoshi.

She watched Huadi load the suitcase into the back seat of the car, hesitated for a moment, and asked tactfully, "Atobe, speaking of which, where is my current student status... transferred?"

"Huh?" Atobe was slightly surprised, "When did you change schools? Didn't you say that you asked for leave to come to Tokyo for a month because of the case?"

"Hmm... is that so?"

Songxue pressed her forehead, didn't she change schools in this world line?Temporarily living in Tokyo... Where do you live?

The case for Pengo Lie took less than a week, why did she have to stay for a month?

While contemplating, Songxue had already been packed and sent to Mihua Town by the special seat of the Atobe family with people and luggage.

She returned to the single room in the apartment she rented, and looked around, it was almost exactly the same as the place she lived and rented in the last world.If it wasn't for the different locations, she almost thought that her memory had problems again.

Songxue sorted out the packed luggage again, put them away in different categories, and sat on the chair for a while.

At first, she thought that by solving the cases on the cruise ship and Summer Island, she would be able to complete the mission of this world.But as she digs deeper, she quickly realizes it's not that simple.

The cases surrounding these high school detectives have not diminished.Therefore, only when this problem is solved can the task be truly completed.

But where to start?

Matsuyuki closed her eyes, thinking of the looming shadow of the organization in black beside Katori.

"Are you going to follow the main line of the winery? But the finale hasn't come out..." She suddenly felt a headache.

If they destroy the winery in advance, will it affect the world line too much?

Ding-dong, the doorbell rang.

Song Xue froze for a moment, went to open the door, looked down, and saw Conan's relaxed smile: "What a coincidence"

"...Didn't you follow me?" Songxue tilted her head.

"My home is at 2-chome 21," Conan explained. "It's not far from here. I wanted to go home and find...a friend to discuss something, and I saw you get out of the car."

It turned out to be a chance encounter.

Songxue was dubious: "This is too coincidental."

Conan entered the house, not intending to change his shoes, so he stopped at the entrance: "Is it convenient now?"

"I'm not busy, but didn't you say you were looking for friends?"

"That's not urgent, since you are here," he hesitated, "I think we can find another person."

"Who?" She asked casually, "The man? Is it good-looking?"

Conan thought about the unanimous opinions of several women, and replied: "It's pretty handsome."

"Then... is he still single?" Songxue still felt that this description was a bit vague, trying to narrow down the scope.

"Uh, this, how should I put it?" Conan showed a subtle smile and said thoughtfully, "From the perspective of universal values, he should be single. But he himself said that his lover is... this country."

After he finished speaking, he blinked quickly and said: I personally don't express any opinion on this.

Songxue understood, pressed his shoulders, and said with relief: "It's nothing, my ex-boyfriend also said that his lover is the tennis club."

"No wonder it's an ex-boyfriend." Conan thought deeply.

"……right."

The two looked at each other, sympathetic to each other.

"They must have a common language," Songxue said solemnly, "We must let them get to know each other someday."

Conan said with certainty: "It will definitely. You just said... the ex-boyfriend is from the tennis club, right? I remember that Mr. Amuro is also very good at tennis. It seems that he won the national championship in junior high school."

"Ah, that's a coincidence." Songxue said with her chin on her face as her expression became more and more serious, "My ex-boyfriend is also the record holder of various national championships."

"And he is very popular with girls. Even the colleagues who work with him are afraid of getting too close to him and being linked to human flesh on the Internet."

"Yes, when I dated him back then, I was also collectively cold-blooded and violent by other girls in the school. Alas, it was horrible."

"..."

Conan was confused for a while and said, we should not be talking about the same person, right?

Songxue said, "Well, absolutely not."

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Poirot Cafe was very empty. Ms. Azusa Enomoto was humming a song while making coffee. When she heard the sound of wind chimes, she turned to the door with a smile and said, "Welcome—hey, it's Conan."

Then, she saw the strange red-haired girl behind the boy, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Ms. Azusa, good afternoon." Conan leaned on the table, raised his head and blinked, "Is Mr. Amuro here?"

He remembered that today was his shift.Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some special circumstances that caused Mr. Public Security to ask for leave to go back to his own job.

"Oh, he went shopping for ice cream and will be right back. Would you like something to drink?" Azusa Enomoto asked with a smile.

"A cup of iced coffee," Conan said, turning around behind him, "Where's Sister Songxue?"

Songxue thought for a while: "...can I order the ice cream after I buy it?"

"Of course, please sit down for a while." She took out the cup, still following Songxue, watching them pick a corner seat and sit down.

"Your patriotic friend is very busy. Is it really okay to work in this kind of coffee shop?" Song Xue held his chin and looked at the sidewalk outside the window.

Conan shrugged: "After all, he holds four jobs at the same time, so he can't keep busy...it's normal."

For example, now, if you say you are going to buy ice cream, maybe you are actually arranging work for the subordinates of the police, or helping the organization to monitor someone's movements.

It was also possible that he was simply being a private eye.

"That's right...he is also a detective." Songxue looked at the lemonade in her hand, thinking. "I see."

"What?" Conan didn't respond.

"I know why he hasn't rushed back yet." Songxue sighed and raised her head, "Why don't we go out for a stroll, he must have been delayed on the way."

Conan: "..."

OK, he got it too.

The author has something to say: Mr. Public Security: Busier!