This famous detective is too cute

The warning before Ranpo Edogawa left made Earl D feel very bad. He knew very well that Ranpo Edogawa was not lying. Especially fame as a detective.

How could it be possible for the legendary detective who can see all the truth with just one glance not to see the depth of that Investigator Leo?

Even if Earl D knew that Edogawa ranpo had a bit of gloating warning when he spoke, but he knew very well that the other party was not talking nonsense, and he would not lie and deceive people for no reason.

So... For now, he is still very safe, because the other party is not targeting him, but came to find him by the way.

The only thing that needs to be vigilant now is those little internal agents at home.

He also didn't believe that every time he moved to a country or region, the man on the back would chase after him as if he had a precise positioning.

There are many tenants in the store who like the big stupid character very much, maybe how many of them will secretly ventilate the other party while he doesn't know.

Among other things, the little raccoon in the store, Chubby, plays really well with Leo's brother, Chris.

That little girl might secretly reveal the news to Leo for Chris's sake...

Earl D sneered a few times, and after he made up his mind to go back, he began to thank the guests behind closed doors. He was optimistic about the naughty tenants with different personalities in the store, no matter how itchy Shiraishi Yuki's desserts were, he could no longer go out casually.

"Yuuki, I will entrust you with my support during this time."

Thinking of this, he squeezed Shiraishi Yuuki's hand again, pleading with tears in his eyes.

"...Don't be so nervous, even if you don't tell me, I won't forget your share."

Seeing Earl D's exaggerated performance, Shiraishi Yuki smiled wryly. Whenever this time came, she would have a self-doubt of 'ah, who is the elder between her and Earl D'.

"Not much to say, I'll go back to the store first."

Earl D said goodbye to Shiraishi Yuki quickly, and went back with a little sadness.

"There are more than one FBI investigators. They sneaked into other countries without official channels, and they don't know what to do?" Shiraishi Yuki watched Earl D leave before sitting in Edogawa chaos Opposite Ayu, holding his newly made melon ice cream soda in his hand, he smiled and asked Edogawa Ranpo who seemed to have seen everything clearly.

"Please ask a detective to satisfy my little curiosity."

"Since you said so..."

Edogawa ranpo looked at the honeydew ice cream soda pushed in front of him by Shiraishi Yuki, and looked at the curious eyes widened by Shiraishi Yuki, and couldn't help clearing his throat.

"It's not like a famous detective can't provide some clues..."

He holds honeydew melon ice cream soda in both hands, and stirs it on the ice cream with a straw,

"It doesn't have much to do with people with supernatural powers. They seem to come here specifically to track down a dangerous international organization."

"The head of that organization seems to be in this country."

"Well... how should I put it, the famous detective has a little relationship with that organization."

"Eh?"

Hearing Edogawa Ranpo's words, Shiraishi Yuki expressed surprise.

She didn't expect Ranpo Edogawa to have any connection with the organization that the FBI investigators were targeting.

"Don't look at me, it has something to do with you."

The all-purpose part-time clerk recruited by Shiraishi Yuki not long ago is a member of that organization, but he is an undercover agent sent by the police to infiltrate.

And that organization is also the chief culprit for making Kudo Shinichi, AKA Edogawa Conan, smaller.

Good guy, thinking about it this way, all the related parties have gathered together...

Is it a trick of fate, or...

Edogawa Ranpo thought so, and couldn't help but glance at Shiraishi Yuki again, thinking that no matter how hypnotized this coincidence is, he won't be able to convince himself...

"Is it Xin, the organization that Conan has been pursuing?"

Shiraishi Yuki also thought of Kudo Shinichi's side, she lowered her voice, as if she was undercover.

In exchange for a detective applauding, "You're not that stupid."

Yuki Shiraishi has heard about that organization to some extent. As a member of the neon upper-class chaebol, the Shiraishi Group does not rely solely on pure business to support the operation of the behemoth. There will always be some corners where the sun cannot shine , Weeds and wildflowers are growing wantonly.

Of course, Shiraishi Yuki's source of more information about that organization is Shiraishi's old house.

The leader of that organization may have been pursuing the technology of immortality because of the problem of longevity.

Whether it is through technological means to recombine genes or rejuvenate, or through the legend of the Neon native gods.

For quite a period of time, that gentleman had close contacts with many wizards and alchemists at home and abroad.

It's just that I don't know what happened later, that gentleman no longer longed for the power of faith.

"The crow organization, I heard that it is quite powerful, whether it is the government, the police, the high-level predators in the financial industry, there are people from them." Shiraishi Yuki shrugged and talked about what he had inquired about before. information.

If it wasn't for the sudden arrival of an FBI investigator, she would have almost forgotten why she had asked someone to investigate the news in the first place.

At first, it was because she was vaguely aware of Edogawa Conan's true identity, and then it was Toru Amuro who volunteered to work in the store. She seems to be related to that organization?

"Is there any action to be taken?"

Following Yuki Shiraishi's understanding of the black-clothed organization that can be said to do all kinds of evil, Abel's eyes clearly showed disgust.

He doesn't like the organization.

"I don't need it for the time being, and they haven't targeted me. Besides, their enemy is not me."

Yuki Shiraishi didn't intend to be thankless. To put it bluntly, she and that organization have no grievances for the time being, so why insist on getting angry?

There is Edogawa Conan, and the FBI elite investigator who even Edogawa Ranpo praised, as well as the elite backbone of the country, family, public security, why does she want to join in?

What Yuki Shiraishi didn't know was that, apart from the Amerika accident, Inilis actually had elites sneaking into Neon specifically targeting this organization. Unfortunately, because of the previous loss of the Shadow Troops, the entire official power of Inilis was secretly shaking. Those who were supposed to come have not yet come.

"You now have a case against them."

Before Abel could say anything more, Fuheshier, who was elusive, suddenly appeared. He held a thick document in his hand, and threw it on the coffee table in the living room. He lay down on the sofa and stretched himself.

"Ah, I'm exhausted—"

"how?"

Hearing Fuheshier's words, Shiraishi Yuki blinked, took the initiative to open the documents he threw on the coffee table, and spread them out for a look.

Good guy, the previous few times she was hypnotized, targeted, and sent to another world. In addition to Mori Ou who was trying to make things happen at the beginning, the organization in black also helped her. Well……

"Very well, this completely aroused my revenge."

Shiraishi Yuki nodded, and threw the documents back on the coffee table, looking at Abel whose eyes were about to change color again, with a sneer on his face.

She can't catch the culprit, can she still not catch the accessory? !

Dazai Osamu is responsible for the well-meaning Rosian people, so let her avenge the revenge on the domestic side.

"Ah-"

The kind Rosian who was mentioned by Shiraishi Yuki looked at the big screens in front of him with red eyes, and couldn't help but sneezed again.

There were crumpled up tissues on the table in front of him, in the trash can by his feet, and even on the floor.

"The cold has gotten worse..."

He muttered softly, took out a thick tissue from the paper box, and stuffed it under his reddened nose.

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As one of the members of the black organization that has been focused on, Gin Jiu of the main action group has found that his life has been very difficult recently.

The action of stepping on the good point was terminated several times due to accidents. Even if I parked a car, I would be handed over and posted a violation ticket by the police.

If it wasn't that he didn't believe in fate, he really suspected that someone was messing with him recently.

"Brother." Vodka came across the street, lowered his voice to the gin lane,

"It seems that something happened in the hotel where we stayed before, and the cops are knocking on the door one by one to record statements."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a paper towel, "If Belmode hadn't just called just now..."

Hey!Did he find time to go to some temple or shrine to worship?

"Hmph, let Bourbon investigate what's going on in this case."

Gin took out the car's cigarette lighter, but unexpectedly found that the cigarette lighter was malfunctioning, and he couldn't help himself to light up his cigarette.

He flicked the cigarette lighter in his hand, then plugged it back in.

"It's such a coincidence that we are going back, and a case happened in the hotel? The police are going to come to make a statement?"

Gin sneered a few times, this time their stay in the hotel was not a planned itinerary, but an accident.

The safe house that was originally planned to live in was damaged by a sudden fire at the neighbor's house next door, which caused chaos there. The two of them had no choice but to find a hotel to stay at random, but this happened.

This continuous and repeated misfortune made Gin very suspicious.

He suspected that this series of coincidences and misfortunes were all composed of conspiracy against their organization.

He decided not to sit still, but to take the initiative, look for clues, and find out who was doing some tricks.

"Bourbon? Didn't he hear that he was investigating for Rum recently... I understand." Vodka wanted to say that Bourbon might not have time to investigate the situation, but the eyes behind the sunglasses met Gin's murderous eyes. When the dark green pupils stopped talking consciously, he immediately took out his mobile phone and started to contact Bourbon.

When Bourbon listened to the request relayed by Vodka, he almost laughed out of breath as he was struggling with Rum's mission.

He's already so busy that he's starting to lose his hair, why are these people still oppressing him?

Do you really think he is a superman who can fuck? !

He wanted to reply directly, "I can't do it, I don't have time." But suddenly he remembered something, and the words turned around, and he let go.

"I see, I will investigate, but this kind of investigation is probably just an accident."

"It's best to investigate."

Vodka looked at Gin's face, and couldn't help but add another sentence.

"It would be nice if we could find out something."