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Up to now, the development of the matter has completely exceeded Amuro Toru's expectations, or in other words, he is ignorant of the organization's interrogation methods.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should lament the effect of the tissue repair potion or be disgusted by the way of gin.

Tetsuya Kamiya's pupil color is very rare, even Toru Amuro has seen him as the only person with light golden eyes.

The color is too light and too light, but it still looks very transparent. Sometimes when squinting at people in the sun, Amuro would have a feeling of being seen through.

He couldn't imagine the appearance of those eyes detached from their sockets, soaked in blood, and even lost their luster.

Not to mention that Toru Amuro didn't believe that the tissue repair solution could have such a miraculous effect of life and death.If gin isn't a joke...is liqueur still in sight now?

Thinking of the white-haired young man who turned his head slightly when he felt the movement of him coming in, whether those slightly dull eyes were not only due to mental exhaustion...

The cramped room was quiet for a while. Amuro's purple-gray eyes scanned the video and the white-haired young man lying down. The fingers hidden under the gloves were white due to excessive force. He said coldly: "Gin, don't interfere with my interrogation."

He focused on the word "mine", wishing he could just kick the gin out.

It's a pity that the latter came here specifically to trouble Toru Amuro, and upon hearing his warning, he just leaned aside with a cigarette in his mouth, beckoning him to continue.

What can Toru Amuro continue? Given that he has not calmed down yet, it would be the most unwise to contact Kamiya Tetsuya directly, so he could only give Gin an irritated look and sit back in his seat.

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Mihua Town, located in the villa yard under the protection of the police.

People from the red party gathered here, including a series of characters related to Edogawa Conan, such as the Mori family, Hattori Heiji, and the Detective Boys.

Even the Suzuki family, with many bodyguards, was invited by the police to take refuge here for reasonable reasons.

Now that there is such a big battle, it is actually meaningless to hide it.

Not to mention that Edogawa Conan has to participate in the overall decision-making, and it is impossible for a child to learn such outrageous things from TV and Hawaii.

So on the first night of the transfer, under the half-moon eyes of Hui Yuanai and Dr. Ali, he asked Xiaolan to explain the truth to Xiaolan with a mask of pain.

Mao Lilan, who was still muttering about "it's dangerous, why didn't Xinyi come?": "..."

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Conan Edogawa was in a cold sweat with a bow tie in his hand and a temporary antidote of APTX4869 in his hand.

"Conan...you said you are Shinichi?" Mao Lilan knelt in front of him and emphasized again, "Today is not April Fool's Day, are you kidding me?"

Edogawa Conan: "Ah...um."

"Sister Xiaolan, no, Xiaolan, I actually don't want to, it's just—"

"Stop talking!" Mao Lilan covered his mouth with her hand, gnashing her teeth and said, "You bastard, no wonder you run to the toilet every now and then. I have suspected so many times, but you actually found someone else to cover it up."

"Does Xiao Ai know?"

nod.

"Dr. Agasa and Hattori Heiji and the others also know?"

Nod slowly.

"Wait a minute, it wasn't you who came to me with a pigeon last time, was it Kaitou Kidd?"

Slowly and hard nodding.

"So... so many people know it, even the Kaitou Kidd knows it, so I don't know it?"

"No, no, Uncle Mao Li doesn't know, and Police Officer Mu Mu doesn't know either!"

Mao Lilan fell into contemplation, and Edogawa Conan fell into despair.

"It seems that Kudo-kun has met a lot of friends outside." Mao Lilan said quietly, "That's great."

Conan Edogawa looked at the floor that was gradually cracking, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead—it was over, Xiaolan even changed his address, if he punched him, he might be hospitalized on the spot.

"Lan, Lan, listen to my explanation!"

Mao Lilan showed a blackened bright smile on the background of the black lily: "I understand, you don't need to explain, the police called so many of us here for centralized protection, obviously because Xinyi and you are in great danger."

"Although you told others about your identity, you only kept it from me for so long, but I still understand."

Edogawa Conan: You don't seem to understand at all!

Although he knew that with Mao Lilan's intelligent and kind-hearted character, he would not make unreasonable troubles or be harsh, but seeing his childhood sweetheart's angry appearance, Edogawa Conan still wanted to slip and kneel on the spot.

"It's all right, you go out first, let me calm down." Mao Lilan sighed, looking at the little detective's face pale with fright, "Don't take that medicine indiscriminately, since you haven't changed back, it means you took it There are still side effects, right?"

"Miss Xiaolan...Lan!" Edogawa Conan hesitated.

Mao Lilan showed a narrow smile, leaned close to him, and whispered in his ear: "Anyway, you also called me sister so many times, I'm not too bad, right? Great detective!"

Then, she stood up directly, picked up Conan Edogawa who was blushing, and threw him out the door.

"Bang—" the door was closed, and Hui Yuanai and Dr. A Li came out from the corner of the corridor. The former asked him with his arms crossed, "How is it? Did Xiaolan forgive you?"

Edogawa Conan said in a daze: "It should, it should be..."

In the room, Mao Lilan picked up her mobile phone and called her best friend Suzuki Sonoko: "Hey, Sonoko! After this matter is over, I will accompany you to a social gathering!"

"Well... I don't want the new handsome guy anymore, oh, why don't you ask!" Mao Lilan snorted, "Anyway, call me when the time comes, and I'll go with you."

After hanging up the phone, Mao Lilan picked up the pillow next to her and beat her fists fiercely, but her eyes gradually turned red.

"It's really great..."

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It would be easier for others to solve the matter of Mao Lilan. In just one day, everyone became accustomed to Conan Edogawa's running and strategizing, and focused all his attention on the organization.

Huiyuan Ai was trying to contact Bacardi, but the latter's phone and text messages had been in a state of no signal, and it was completely impossible to find anyone.

"It may be that people in the organization are afraid that he will be impulsive about the teacher's affairs, and he may have been sent away and locked up or died."

The little chestnut-haired girl pursed her lips, her face was casual but she was still a little nervous: "What should I do? Edogawa, can Bourbon really succeed in bringing the teacher out?"

Edogawa Conan reassured her: "Trust Amuro Toru, he is very capable. He has been undercover in the organization for so many years without being discovered, and he made them pay a high price in exchange. It is very likely that he can get in touch with Brother Kamiya. "

"Angus has such a special attitude towards brother Shengu, so he probably won't touch him much. Moreover, brother Shengu has no access to our information, and the address has also been changed. The organization will not act rashly."

Edogawa Conan followed his train of thought to analyze, fisted and knocked on the palm of his hand: "There will be no problem!"

The little detective raised his head and asked Matsuda Jinpei who was on duty sitting in front of the big screen: "Officer Matsuda, hasn't there been a message from Brother Amuro yet?"

Matsuda Jinhei shook his head with a cigarette in his mouth: "He didn't pass on the information immediately, which means that the organization's affairs have tripped him up—this is also normal. He just passed by the police and will be under surveillance for at least a few days."

"Then do you want to talk about the second exchange with another person? Let Brother Amuro say it, which may affect the organization's trust in him." Edogawa Conan was thinking.

They began to consider the situation of Toru Amuro being monitored, but there was no movement at all, which was really strange.

Matsuda Jinping said: "That guy Shuichi Akai should know how to contact the people in the organization, you can discuss it with the Kuroda police."

Compared with an organization that is not in a hurry or slow, the time on the public security side is much tighter. Let alone how much damage and impact it will cause if so many people are concentrated in protection, the involvement of the FBI alone has aroused dissatisfaction among the upper echelons of the police. Pie's tolerance is not high.

According to their best idea, first use the information to replace Tetsuya Kamiya, then get information about the hideout of the organization from Tetsuya Kamiya, and then cooperate with Toru Amuro to destroy the organization in one fell swoop.

So, three more days of dormancy at most - that's as much as they can control.

Give Amuro two more days at most, if there is still no movement, the police can only send other people to contact the organization...

Matsuda Jinpei was smoking a cigarette, because there were two fake children beside him who hadn't lit it, he frowned, and subconsciously put his hand on his chest.

The gunshot wound on his shoulder was still aching, but what made him even more agitated was the dull pain in his heart, as if something out of control was about to happen.

He frowned and hammered his chest, returned his attention to the screen, and continued to screen the signal source.

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At this time, Naoki Wakatake, who was missed by Haihara Ai and others, was flying to Germany with his confidant on a special plane, so naturally the mobile phone could not have a signal.

A black crow was parked on the shoulder of a man in a black windbreaker with a stern face. He took out the note in his hand to look at it from time to time, and in a short time, he fumbled the note out of the rough edges.

The handwriting on the note is very familiar, and the tone is also consistent. It is what Kamiya Tetsuya himself wrote.

Ruozhu Naoki had also seen this crow that often hovered next to Kamiya Tetsuya, and after thinking about it, he still chose to act according to the note.

Although he is ready to attack the organization, evacuating at will will not only cause a lot of losses but also affect the emotions of his subordinates, but Wakatake Naoki still focuses on Kamiya Tetsuya's wishes.

He knew that senior had a plan that he had planned. The last time he made a mistake because of his self-assertion, Wakatake Naoki felt guilty for ten years because of this. This time he gave up thinking completely and followed the instructions of liqueur.

——Anyway, the senior will explain to him when the time comes, as long as he is obedient.

Wakatake Naoki will always be the most loyal younger generation of Liqueur!

The content of the note was to ask Wakatake Naoki to take his people to Germany to help manage Kamiya Tetsuya's forces. He had other arrangements for the organization, and he would meet with him no later than ten days later.

If Wakatake Naoki really can't wait, or encounters something incomprehensible, he can open the kit hanging around the crow's neck, which contains the truth that Kamiya Tetsuya said.

Ruozhu Naoki didn't intend to open the bag too soon, wouldn't this mean that he was a person who was restless and didn't trust his seniors enough?

Anyway, his obedience is enough!

If something really happened to the senior, it would be a kind of morality for him to lead others to die together and then commit suicide.

Thinking wildly, madly emphasizing to himself that he must be obedient, Ruozhu Naoki put the note back into his pocket, grabbed a handful of high-end bird food from the other pocket, and smiled almost courteously at the crow.

The crow gave a proud "quack" and shook its shiny feathers, obviously feeling very comfortable being served.

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It's been a whole day since I got back to the organization.

Toru Amuro didn't know how many times he looked at the watch hanging on the wall, as if as long as he looked at it too many times, the time would "swoosh" and the matter would end in one go.

The smooth glass surface of the wall clock reflected his haggard face.

At this time, I am very grateful that his skin is naturally dark, and his slightly pale state can't be seen at all.

The room was very quiet at this time, the guy from Gin had already left, and no one else came to disturb him. He even said that he already knew that apart from the monitor on the table, there was no monitoring and monitoring equipment in the entire tunnel.

But he couldn't get any energy to explore at all.

There was a suffocating smell of blood in the air, but humans' good taste adaptation successfully solved this problem.

Toru Amuro stood in front of the sink, quietly looking at the white porcelain surface. For a moment, the white trance began to flow, and the thick blood gradually rushed towards him, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then, he lowered his head slowly and splashed cold water on his face until his light blonde hair stuck to his cheeks, and the water droplets slid down his neck into his collar, wetting his blood-stained clothes.

Right now, his stomach is still throbbing, and his brain is a little unconscious. He doesn't feel sleepy mentally, but his body is exhausted and he wants to plunge headfirst into the blood.

One more day left.

Only one day.

How did it become like this?

Toru Amuro subconsciously looked at the young man lying on the side, and injected the life-sustaining repair liquid into his body bit by bit, which also brought a short truce.

If it weren't for the image of "brainwashing" and unfinished plans, Toru Amuro would have kicked the door and left right now, killing these disgusting bastards with a gun.

No, the bastard still has himself.

The blond young man sat on the chair dejectedly, propped up his hands, and tossed the already messy hair even more. Finally, he let out a gasp like a cornered beast.

"Uh-"

The time returned to nineteen hours ago.

Before re-clicking on the video, Toru Amuro seemed to have suddenly remembered, and said casually: "I just remembered that the police already have an idea for a deal, and the deadline is three days at the latest. They are willing to use the information proposed by the organization in exchange liquor."

Gin leaned against the door, and let out an interesting "Oh?": "Then why are you talking now."

Amuro said: "That gentleman's task is the most important, and it should not be too late to say now."

"Since the organization wants those materials, Liqueur can't die." He pretended to be thinking about the organization wholeheartedly, and turned his head to Gin, "You have gone too far."

Gin narrowed his eyes and was not angry. He just said, "You seem to be very dissatisfied with me because I seriously injured Liqueur? Are you still thinking about this traitor?"

Amuro reflexively wore a mystic smile, and lightly threw out a rhetorical question: "Do you think so?"

"Heh." Sure enough, seeing his posture, Gin Jiu lost the nature of questioning.

He said coldly: "Liqueur is the most proud work of that gentleman, but it is not so easy to damage. If you keep talking and indecisive, I will reasonably doubt your identity."

The word "damaged" doesn't seem to apply to people.

Amuro Toru no longer knew how high his blood pressure was, anyway, gin could always give him a "surprise".

He suppressed the anger in his heart, and said naturally: "I understand, I will leave it to you to negotiate with the police."

I thought Gin Jiu would report directly to Angus if there were new developments, but Toru Amuro didn't expect Gin Jiu to leave yet, but stood aside again and signaled him to take care of himself.

Do you have to watch him do it?

Toru Amuro smiled wryly in his heart, he had never felt that his cherry blossom crest had become so heavy.

With the idea of ​​delaying it for a while, Toru Amuro clicked on the video again.

Even in the face of the threat of Gin Jiu being almost inhuman, Kamiya Tetsu still did not show any fear or compromise, he just quietly looked at Gin Jiu with those light golden eyes, then closed his eyes, looking Please be yourself.

Closing his eyes seemed to be a signal. Gin, who seemed to be only a verbal threat, was instantly irritated. He sneered, and directly pushed back Kamiya Tetsuya's left hand. The young man trembled, but he still did not open his eyes.

Afterwards, Amuro transparently read most of the content, but it seemed that nothing was left behind. The blood slid across his retina like a waterfall from top to bottom, leaving only a mess.

It can only be said that the tissue repair medicine is not in vain. If it can be put into the market and widely used, it will definitely be an invention that benefits mankind.

But no one would have thought that the original intention of this potion was to torture.

After all, those light golden eyes were soaked and became hazy and cloudy.

He watched helplessly as the white-haired young man lay powerlessly, from the very beginning he was able to chat with the gin bar a little bit, and then he was dying.

"Aren't you going to tell?"

"have nothing to say."

"I'm curious about your relationship with Scotland."

"...he cooks really delicious."

Shen Guzhe really didn't say anything, the number of times he spoke was really too little, and he would even let out an extremely small moan only when the pain was extreme.

Toru Amuro couldn't imagine that this was a crispy body that would take a long time to recover after being dragged by him.

But soon, a rare difference flashed across the retina, Toru Amuro subconsciously stepped back a bit of the progress bar, and found Tetsuya Kamiya struggling to make some movement with his hand hanging aside.

The fingers that have been broken but were forcibly repaired by the repair agent seem to be inflexible, but they still convey a secret message in the blind spot where the gin can't see.

Toru Amuro's heart was pounding, and his breathing subconsciously slowed down a lot.

Who is Kamiya Tetsuya giving a hint?Did he expect anyone to see this video?What exactly does that action mean?

Before he could think about it, the iron door behind him made a dull sound.

"Hey, finished it, do you want to do it again?" Gin Jiu's impatient voice came from behind, and Amuro looked at the time, and found that even if it was accelerated, two hours had passed.

Because it was too hard to bear, Amuro Toru directly ignored all the movements around him, until the sound of the gin, he realized that this model worker who usually splits his time in half was really still staying.

Toru Amuro didn't want to talk, he was really afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be a passionate insult to Gin.

But with other monitors that might exist, the undercover blond could only barely twitch the corners of his mouth: "What do you want?"

"Since you said that my means are not enough." Qin Jiu provoked maliciously, "Then let me see you?"

Toru Amuro has been in the organization for so long. Even in the full-time intelligence team, he has done a lot of interrogation work before, but those who can be undercover are not necessarily tough. In two strokes, he would cry bitterly and confess, or commit suicide directly.

The means that Gin used to put it on any undercover agent would have been a gameover, but only Tetsuya Kamiya didn't say anything and endured everything.

After watching the video, Toru Amuro already knew that he couldn't be more ruthless than Gin Jiu. The so-called insight was just that Gin Jiu simply wanted him to move, so he couldn't have any sympathetic thoughts at all.

Just like the brainwashing method when you first joined the organization, tell all the unlucky ones-they have no way out.

Toru Amuro just hoped that Tetsu Kamiya would stay in a daze like this. He didn't want him to know that the one who did the attack was "Bourbon", "Toru Amuro", a policeman he wanted to protect.

So, at twelve noon, the hottest time of the day, Toru Amuro was frozen into the ice cave of sin.

The only thing he was grateful for was that those light golden eyes were not opened, as if he could be forgiven as long as he was not seen.

……

The blond-haired, dark-skinned young man leaned against the wall wearily, and the silver-haired man came up and wiped the blood off his cheeks.

"It seems that your method is the same, boring and boring." Gin was a little boring, he lit a cigarette, and said vaguely, "I will tell that gentleman about it."

"Don't even think about fishing in troubled waters. Although there are no other monitoring facilities below, I will visit from time to time, and - remember to record the video."

Seeing that Toru Anshi didn't intend to speak, Gin Jiu snorted coldly, turned and left.

Amidst the loud sound of the door closing, Toru Amuro sat down on the ground slumped.

These two days have been too long...

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Looking at the watch again, only 3 minutes had passed, Toru Amuro sat on the chair, staring at the drip in a daze.

Regardless of whether the gin was there or whether he had made a move, Shen Guzhe had never been sober. If it wasn't for the vague breathing and the instinctive reaction of the body, he was afraid that this person would die under his hands.

If the organization really can't ask anything, it will definitely choose a transaction, exchanging useless liqueur with beneficial information, or launching a surprise attack on the police through the location and time of the transaction.

Toru Amuro cannot guarantee whether the organization will backtrack at the last moment, such as killing the hostages and police after obtaining the information, and running away directly.

Therefore, no matter what, he had to give the police a reminder before that, telling them to get ready. If he had the opportunity to get the address of the base, it would be even better if he could cooperate with them both internally and externally.

Toru Amuro really wanted to take Tetsuya Kamiya out directly, but his current state was really bad, and he was very worried that his rash actions would affect the overall situation.

In short, he still can't sit still until the last moment arrives!

Toru Amuro planned to go out from the secret passage to have a look.

He hesitated for a while, and exchanged the rest of the restorative solution with the nutrient solution for him, then smashed the nutrient solution, pretending to accidentally miss it, and then pulled out the remaining drip, letting the hostage stay in the Serious state.

Only in this way can he have a reason to leave without being suspected by Qin Jiu and others.

Taking off the bloody coat and gloves on his body, Toru Amuro looked at the video again.

The movement that Kamiya Tetsuya made was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he had an intuition that it was definitely not an invalid twitch, but when he played it back later, he had no clue for a while.

Finally, he took off his shoes, removed a hackable device from the heel, and copied the video into it.

He had to find a way to bring this to the reception point, and ask Edogawa Conan and others to help him figure out a way—no, he couldn't let Edogawa Conan see it, so who else could he turn to?

Or—are you going to tell Hiro them?

Toru Amuro felt that his walking was a little shallow, he quickly put the USB drive back on the sole of his shoe, opened the door and walked outside.

He couldn't allow him to think so much anymore, the pain would eventually be cut open, but as long as the person is still alive, everything will turn around.

"I'm sorry." An inaudible whisper dissipated from his mouth.