The red side is always blocking my dog ​​leash

After the first period, before the teacher left, the classroom was already noisy. Everyone had close friends. Whenever they had time, they would gather in twos and threes, complain about homework, or talk about their experiences this weekend.

The seat by the window seemed to have an invisible barrier to isolate the bustle, and the black-haired boy put his face on his face and cast his empty eyes out of the window.

"You skipped school all day."

Sakamoto's clear voice sounded from behind, Mr. A curled up his fingers, as if waking up from a dream.

"Sorry, I have something to do that day." He reached for the schoolbag, and took it back when he was about to get it, "I forgot the notes at home, can I give them to you tomorrow?"

Sakamoto glanced at his face, "You can continue to read, the content is memorized below."

"No..." Mr. A subconsciously refused, because he didn't even think of the existence of notes this weekend. Toru Amuro seemed to want to make the most of the free time these days, and the training time was not very full.

But it is very fulfilling, the other party is unprecedentedly strict, just like he is going to attack the White House at night tomorrow, and he is worried that he will never come back.

And during the non-training time, Toru Amuro is so gentle that he will leave behind his exhausted back, and the two of them will squeeze together on Mr. A's sofa to watch a movie together, even play a two-player game with him, and...hug... …

The man will hand him the list of ingredients listed.Then when he came back, he put his arms around him, took the convenience bag, and said, "Welcome back, thank you for your hard work."

Did Mr. A panickedly reject the other party's need for a bedtime story the night before?Or a goodnight kiss?Tou suggested, wrapped himself in the quilt, Toru Amuro smiled at the bulge on the bed, and turned off the light.

"I've been here all the time," he said, closing the door behind him.

The memories of the past two days couldn't help replaying in his mind, Mr. A rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty, and changed his words: "Thank you, I will take a serious look."

He can shut himself in a room with the excuse of studying.

Can't go on like this, Amuro Toru didn't realize the root of the problem at all.

The other party seems to be taking care of a younger brother who lacks common sense, and the person being taken care of wants to think so too. He can control expressions and body movements, but he cannot control his thinking.

I can betray the organization because of you, and together we can bring it down, he should have just said that, sadly he can't.

So this role-playing game will continue until the day Toru Amuro thinks it can be stopped.

Mr. A smiled and turned to face the blackboard.

OK, well, you can.Your goal is not to make friends or fall in love with paper people, a happy family is still waiting for you when you go back.

Just treat him as an NPC played by a real person. Sooner or later, Toru Amuro will disappear because of the closed server. It is a limited love game, you can enjoy it but don't take it seriously, don't get too deep.

He did mental construction for a while, and set a rule for himself, enjoying the present and not forgetting the future.

If Toru Amuro wants to treat him well, he will accept it calmly. After all, this guy’s four friends plus his own lives have to be saved by him, and it is right to charge some rewards. So scattered.

Once he had a similar idea that he should stay here, that it would be nice if he could continue like this forever, he would...

Beat yourself up.

Akizawa Yo thought it was great.

The third quarter in the morning is physical education class, outdoor ball games, it is said to be dodge ball, the enthusiasm of the students in the class is not bad.

Mr. A followed them to the locker room to change into sportswear, which was issued together with the school uniform.

The boys giggled and quickly finished changing, and the locker room gradually became empty. Mr. A didn’t have a high sense of presence in this class. Most of the impressions of him were gloomy and introverted. Seeing him standing there all the time, he just glanced casually. Two eyes, and then went to the class place with friends.

In the not-so-spacious locker room, there was only one person left, and Mr. A shook off his sportswear.

Tear off the tie of the school uniform, and as the buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned one by one, the bruises inside were also exposed to the air.

After all, it was a real fight, although Toru Amuro would restrain his strength a little at the end.

But during this period, those who hit him did not release water, and the other party also had bruises left by him, but because of the skin color, it was not so obvious.The same injury, the visual effect on Mr. A is more serious.

It's a bit of a hassle to explain when someone else sees it.

Mr. A put the shirt he took off in the temporary storage cabinet, and was about to change into a long-sleeved three-color sportswear when the door of the dressing room opened.

"I forgot to take off my glasses." Sakamoto closed the door behind his back and explained calmly.

Mr. A: ...

He quickly put it on, pulled the zipper to the highest point, and looked up: "You didn't see anything."

Sakamoto was noncommittal, he opened the cabinet, put the glasses inside, and closed them, with a smooth set of movements, "The roll call is coming soon, please hurry up."

After saying that, he left.

Mr. A sighed inside.

bad feeling.

"Did something happen?"

Yamada tilted his head and saw the police officers running over in a hurry.The police should have been dispatched from the first investigation section just now.

When they came back, they all looked bad, and one guy even ran to the toilet and vomited.

"I guess it's a case that challenges the bottom line of human beings." It was not the first time Kenji Hagiwara saw such a scene.

Mu Cun suddenly said: "Look at your phone quickly."

A media outlet exposed the incident. Although the live pictures above were quickly blocked, many netizens still witnessed it.Mucun's face was also a little pale, "I took a screenshot."

Yamada briefly glanced at the text, a little curious about the description above, and leaned over: "Let me see... ouch..."

"It's too disgusting! Put this kind of thing on top?"

"For the sake of money, as long as there is traffic, this reporter dares to post anything." Matsuda Jinhei took it over and looked at it, and his brows were frowned.

Akizawa Yao was the last one to get the phone.

The deceased was found in the basement of an abandoned bungalow. Several college students who explored at night were the first witnesses, leaving a considerable psychological shadow.

The deceased was bound to a chair with duct tape, his teeth and nails were all pulled out, and his little finger was cut off, but this is not the worst.

There was a wound on his forearm with a knife, and the blood flow was not much, but the abandoned basement was already dominated by beetles and rats, and these things followed the smell of blood, which led to his death .

Maggots thrived in his body.

If the body hadn't been discovered in time, I'm afraid there would be only a skeleton left soon.

Qiu Zeyao frowned, and his eyes fell on the hideous face of the deceased. If I remember correctly, this guy——

It should be the one with the big mouth that night, the one with the elder brother by his side.

"Do you suspect that this case is related to the previous incident?"

"Should..." Qiu Zeyao said, "Cutting off the little finger, this is a typical behavior on the extreme path."

If you want to torture the dead, you can't explain it just by cutting one.

Toru Amuro pondered for a moment, "Indeed, if you want to do that kind of business, it's impossible for the logistics company alone to do it. It would make sense if they have a very good relationship."

"Officer Akizawa intends to start an investigation?"

"Um……"

"Sorry..." The other party apologized, "I'm going through a troublesome commission here, I'm afraid I won't be able to get away for the time being..."

"That's good..." Akizawa Yo was not surprised, Amuro Toru was being watched, and at this juncture he was investigating the case with the police, did he think he wasn't exposed quickly enough?He had expected this, so he called and told the other party about it.

He had already followed the previous agreement, and it was his own business that Toru Amuro could not come.

Without waiting for the other party to say the second half of the sentence, Qiu Zeyao resolutely said goodbye, and quickly hung up the phone.

Qiu Zeyao decided to intervene in this case, not only because of human design considerations, but also because he did not think that the current police could find out the truth of the matter without Conan. To a murderer to explain to the public.In short, what is involved behind the scenes will never surface.

Although he knew that Toru Amuro would arrange to settle this matter, but that would have to wait until the limelight of the Scottish incident passed.What's more, he doesn't have much trust in the ability of the police here.

Just think about it for Mr. A.

After that guy made the decision to live in the present, his life was extremely happy. He could enjoy the meticulous care of the person he liked every day. If he wanted private space, he could sneak into the room and play with his mobile phone under the pretext of learning. Worry about Sakamoto I also quickly forgot that there was no work in the organization, and apart from the daily physical fatigue, there was basically nothing that I didn't like.

This time it was Akizawa Yoshi who ate lemons.

He withdrew his scattered thoughts, looked at the screen in front of him again, and browsed the text line by line.

"Is this the file of the Metropolitan Police Department?"

A cup of steaming cocoa was placed on the table at hand, and Zhu Fu Jingguang who appeared quietly behind him spoke.

Qiu Zeyao froze: "I thought knocking on the door was a basic courtesy for everyone."

He didn't close the page, he had already been seen anyway, so hiding it would be superfluous.

"Sorry, I knocked on the door." Zhu Fu Jingguang blinked innocently, "I thought this time it was the same acquiescence as before."

Well, his fault.

Qiu Zeyao squeezed the space between his eyebrows, "Thank you for the hot cocoa, please go out now, Mr. Police Officer."

"What you want to investigate, I think I can help." Zhu Fu Jingguang had already read the words on the screen, "There is an inside story behind this case, right?"

Before Qiu Zeyao refused, he said: "I just know a little about this murderer and the people behind him."

"You said..." Qiu Zeyao let go of the mouse, turned the chair to face him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled: "Can I participate?"

"It's not suitable for you to show your face, and you know this yourself, otherwise you wouldn't have been hiding here with me."

Qiu Zeyao is really afraid that he will be noticed by someone and then exposed to the organization. Leaving aside the danger for now, those who have participated in this matter will definitely be suspected to varying degrees. It is better not to try if you can avoid it.

"I know this won't impress you, and you will be able to find out my information sooner or later." However, the police officer did not understand his good intentions at all, and the other party said seriously: "But the water here is very deep, and it is too deep for you alone." It's dangerous."

Qiu Zeyao asked back: "How much better can two people be than one?"

"I have a lot of experience in undercover and stealing information." Zhu Fu Jingguang said sincerely, "And I have a free identity, so I don't have too many worries."

"Undercover?" What does investigating a murder case have to do with being undercover?

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not answer immediately, but said: "Since you have invaded the internal system of the Metropolitan Police Department, have you tried to check the previous files? In the past ten years, there have been a total of about a dozen similar cases. There are many more cases that have not been discovered, and the corpses have been disposed of more cleanly."

"The prisoner is a serial murderer?"

"No, he should be a professional killer. Employed by various bosses, killing targets, and meeting the employer's special requirements. For example, this time it is to cut off the little finger."

Zhu Fu Jingguang met his scrutinizing gaze, and calmly shrugged his shoulders, "When I was in that organization, I was pretty popular. Terrorists are also human, so it's normal to gossip and chat, isn't it?"

Qiu Zeyao was dubious, "Continue."

"I have seen the guy who was killed. He is with the president of a company. This company is doing illegal business behind the scenes. It has a close relationship with Jidao. It has cooperated with a pharmaceutical company under the organization. I soon The previous job had something to do with them."

He paused, "So, I can sneak into that company to find their criminal evidence and the killer's contact information."

Qiu Zeyao: "What if I refuse? I can do it myself."

Zhu Fujingguang smiled slightly: "I just reported the police officer Qiu Ze's intrusion into the Metropolitan Police Department's system. I don't know the law very well, but the sentence for computer crimes should be less than ten years."

Akizawa Yo: ...

Boy, that's something he didn't think of.

The soles of his feet tapped lightly on the ground, he turned the chair and looked at the screen again, "It wasn't him, the one next to the president was his elder brother, who was dead. He confided secrets to his younger brother after drinking, and was told by the deceased He went out and was killed after the incident was revealed."

"I see." Zhu Fu Jingguang pretended to be stunned.

Of course he knew this, because this information was not known during gossip at all, but came from Toru Amuro.

It's just a trick.

He very consciously moved a chair and sat next to the white-haired police officer, and brought a pair of slippers by the way, "It's not summer yet, bare feet are easy to catch cold."

Akizawa Yo: ...

"I just agree with you to intervene in this case." Not even his living habits!

"I know..." Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "But if you catch a cold, your future actions will be affected."

"I won't catch a cold." Qiu Zeyao curled up his legs and stepped on the edge of the chair to express his determination that he would never wear slippers.

"Okay..." Zhu Fu Jingguang put his shoes aside, leaned closer and looked at the screen with him.

"Can you find the video of the last appearance of the deceased? Maybe there are witnesses who saw the murderer. Officer Akizawa can investigate from this aspect first."

"And let you go back to your old job alone?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded: "We each do what we are good at."

Qiu Zeyao pointed out ruthlessly: "Your undercover has failed." What are you good at.

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ...

"Officer Qiu Ze, I feel a little hurt by your being so straightforward."

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Uh..." Zhu Fu Jingguang chose to bypass this point, "Then what is your plan? If we change it, the police officer Qiu Ze who still needs to go to work in the Metropolitan Police Department has no time to do it, right?"

Qiu Zeyao had already prepared, he said: "You go for me."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Huh?"

Qiu Zeyao made a decision: "That's the decision, either you go to investigate the murderer, or you don't do anything."

He let the system take over the arm and call out the information of the dead man's black door.

"The last time the credit card was used was the night before. I bought bento and beer at a convenience store, and the car has not been moved since I returned home. He should have been taken away from home that night. If it was just to torture him, everyone There is no need to do so.”

"From the previous report, the deceased's little finger was cut off by himself. In extreme Taoism, it means admitting his mistake. He will not admit his mistake to the killer...I guess there should be a third person at the scene. That is, the guy who hired the killer."

Zhu Fu Jingguang continued: "If this is the case, why did the employer go there specially?"

"He purposely watched the deceased being tortured and murdered with his own eyes, which made him feel happy. He also took revenge on the deceased's brother on the deceased—did the leaked news cause him any loss?"

"I'm not sure, maybe it made him lose his business with the pharmaceutical company. But the president doesn't seem to have this kind of personality."

Qiu Zeyao knocked on the table, "Tomorrow you use my identity to find some witnesses. I will also send you the unmonitored route from his home to the place of death, and check along the way."

This had been his excuse for dismissing the officer.

Zhu Fujingguang felt a little headache, but he was more concerned about another point: "Even if you can change your appearance, there is still a difference of ten centimeters in height between us. There is no way to change this?"

"Try not to stand up in front of people I know, or stay away from them." Qiu Zeyao said casually, "Aren't you good at being an undercover agent? You can make up for it with skills."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..."

"Don't let go of any clues, Officer Zhufu, the key to solving a case often lies in the subtleties, I believe you."

The white-haired police officer looked at him, "The fifth book on the third floor of the bookshelf is opened to a box, and the gun inside is the same standard as the police. You can come back after get off work and take it to protect yourself."

Two pairs of blue eyes, one deep and one shallow, looked at each other for a moment, and Zhu Fu Jingguang took the lead to move away, "Yes, but I want to know your action plan. What did you find out about that company and the pole behind him? "

"Very little. I don't understand the company's operations. Their financial reports are basically useless to me. I don't know if there is any black income. The number of goods in the daily flow is as many as thousands, including some shipping, no air freight, and shipments. The land is unified, and the places to send to are varied..."

After he finished speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes, and frowned: "What?"

"I remember that you graduated from the police academy, and you were number one, right?"

Akizawa Yo: ...

So, does the police academy still teach this?

His expression remained unchanged: "That's right."

Such a calm attitude made Zhu Fu Jingguang feel that he did it on purpose, and he didn't want to reveal key information.

Zhu Fu Jingguang said along, "Then can I have a look?"

Qiu Zeyao replied: "Yes, tomorrow I will exchange the results of the investigation, including the recording of the inquiry, photos of the route, etc."

This time it was him who drove the opponent away.

So, early the next morning, Zhu Fu Jingguang finished breakfast for his homeowner, and after Qiu Zeyao finished the sandwich, he sat on the sofa and watched Mr. A utensil to dab on his face.

Of course, Akizawa Yao will not change his appearance. He has a system. Compared with the props he uses that can even change DNA, the front swing that he uses now is easy to be torn apart, and he needs to prepare the materials by himself—— But cheap.

Half an hour later, the two identical faces looked at each other.

Qiu Zeyao regretted setting his height like this now, and he really shouldn't be greedy for temporary convenience.

Zhu Fu Jingguang changed into a suit that was one size bigger, and went to the police station with this face on his face. Before leaving, he said again: "Be careful in everything."

Qiu Zeyao raised his chin at him, "You're almost late."

After many years, I saw my old friend again, and I didn't expect this to be the case.

Zhu Fu Jingguang maintained the cold face of the white-haired police officer, blinking to hide the complex emotions in his eyes.

Kenji Hagiwara noticed the mask on his face, and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah, I'm catching a cold." Zhu Fu Jingguang gave a fake cough and raised his hand to straighten the voice changer which was not crooked.

"Well, the temperature has changed a lot recently, so you should pay more attention."

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded.

Matsuda Jinpei walked in with a yawn, "Why are you here so late today, can't you be secretly doing something bad, A."

A?

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned subconsciously, "What do you mean by bad things?"

"It's nothing..." Matsuda Jinhei walked to his seat and sat down, leaning against the back of the chair, raised his head and covered the document on his face.

"Speaking of which, what happened to yesterday's case?" Yamada poked his head out, "Any news from Matsuda?"

Matsuda Jinpei's voice came through the paper: "It will end soon."

Makimura: "Eh? Have you found the murderer yet?"

"No, they can't find the killer, so it's over."

As one of the unsolved cases, it was sealed in the archives room.

"You will be scolded." Hagiwara Kenji said, "Thanks to a certain media, the popularity on the Internet is still quite high, and everyone is waiting for the final result."

Matsuda Zhenping lazily said: "It will be fine until the heat drops, that's what those guys planned."

Still so merciless.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes were soft, and the memories of the past kept reappearing.

Although he is also a member of the Metropolitan Police Department, Zhu Fu Jingguang hardly stayed here for a few days, let alone his experience in the office. He carefully maintained the image of Qiu Zeyao and spent a peaceful day here .

When he returned to Akizawa Yao's house after get off work, there was no accident and no one was there. He was a little worried, but it was useless to worry.

So he dug out the gun from the bookshelf, took the police manual, and drove Akizawa Yoshi's car to the neighborhood of the deceased Heimen's house.

"Sorry to bother you. The police are handling the case." He flashed the handbook, "Did you see any suspicious persons on the night of June 6rd?"

This is the sixth person he asked.

The other party was a man in his early thirties, wearing a pair of glasses, and his face looked a bit mean.

"Police?" He raised his eyebrows high, "No matter what case you come to handle, it has nothing to do with me!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang accepted it well, "Sorry to bother you."

"Wait..." The man suddenly stopped him, "Why don't you keep asking me?"

"If you are really handling the case, shouldn't you pursue it to the end?"

"I'm just a routine." Zhu Fu Jingguang said, he himself did not expect anything from the witnesses.

After all, the other party is an experienced killer, and it is impossible not to avoid people in his actions. It's just that he himself made this proposal, so he still has to ask a few people, and explain it to Qiu Zeyao in the evening.

This guy was the last one he was going to ask.Next, he planned to check the route sent by Qiu Zeyao to see if he could find any clues. After taking pictures, he changed his disguise and went to check the situation near the logistics company.

"You can't lie to me! The police work in teams of two. When you come out to investigate, where is your partner?" The man took out his mobile phone, "I want to call the police. You are a thief who came to my house!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ...

He quickly grabbed the opponent's wrist, "I'm a policeman, you can check my number, please don't call the police and waste public resources."

The man obviously couldn't stand it anymore, he started to struggle and shouted: "Killer! Come on! Someone—"

"I'm his partner." Another voice suddenly sounded, and the police manual was stretched out in front of him, "If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, we have the right to detain you according to the law for the crime of obstructing the execution of official duties."

The man shut his mouth abruptly, and resentfully said, "What did you do earlier?"

"People have three urgencies." The curly-haired police officer took back the manual and shrugged casually, "Can you cooperate with the investigation now, sir?"

He gritted his teeth: "I did see suspicious guys."

Matsuda Jinpei took out a notebook and a pen, made a full posture, and raised his eyebrows: "Continue."

"On June 6th, it was about two o'clock in the morning. I was planning to go to the convenience store to buy something. When I came back, I saw someone coming out of Heimen's house. I took a second look because it was too late. The lights are also turned off. Then he glanced at me, I didn't pay attention to it at the time, but yesterday at the black gate he--" The man's face was pale, and he couldn't see the previous arrogance.

"I, I thought you were a murderer trying to trick me, so I wanted to call the police..."

He was still an enthusiastic citizen.Matsuda Jinpei glanced at Akizawa Yao next to him, and said, "This courage is admirable, but you should inform the police of the clues as soon as possible, and we will send someone to protect you."

The man scratched his head, "Ah, oh, I see."

"Can you describe the person's appearance in detail?"

"Hmm... about 1.7 meters tall, male, not very fat, wearing black clothes, hair reaching shoulders, eyebrows forked on the right side..."

Matsuda Jinpei closed his notebook and put away his pen, "Okay, thank you for your clue."

"That, protection?"

"Call the police again."

"what?"

The man looked confused, and when he was about to ask again, the two had already left quickly.

They stood still on another street, Matsuda Jinhei stood in front of the white-haired police officer, looked into each other's eyes, "Will you not have a word with me?"

"Or are you afraid of infecting me because you didn't wear a mask?"