The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Unexpectedly, he would come here again so soon. After being stripped of his blindfolded ribbon, Sasashima Ritsu noticed Gin's eyes, and took the initiative to come to the right side of the door, reaching out and pressing the ruby ​​of one of the crows. Eyeballs, operating like Gin opened the door last time.

——"The iris recognition scan is in progress, please point your eyes at me, thank you."

——"Identification complete, welcome home, Ma."

Vodka standing behind was full of envy, because he hadn't obtained permission to enter the room, and his irises hadn't been entered into the security system.

However, he didn't feel jealous. In Vodka's eyes, Macallan was already one of his own, and even regarded him as a younger brother. His younger brother's excellence was recognized by adults. As an older brother, he naturally felt proud .

"Vodka, go back to the car and wait for us."

"Okay big brother."

Ritsu Sasashima followed Gin into the inner space, passed the [-]-meter corridor and came to a familiar place. The man sitting on the seat was the gentleman wearing a crow-shaped mask, and he was still not showing his face. .

However, the difference from last time was that he was holding a pure black Mandalay cat in his arms that looked relatively thin. The breed was very pure. Its yellow-brown eyes were like priceless amber, eye-catching.

Pure black cat.

This reminded Ritsu Sasashima of the black charcoal left in Miyano Shiho's place, but the one in front of him obviously looked two circles thinner.

The boss who was organized in captivity will definitely not be so thin because he has nothing to eat. He is probably sick and looks listless. It may be an old cat.

"Ma, you seem to have grown half a centimeter since last time."

Sasashima Ritsu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't take this sentence to heart. He thought it was the gentleman's unique opening remarks, and wanted to express his concern for himself.

"The failure of this mission to annihilate Fndia is my fault, please punish me, sir."

"Hehe." The gentleman chuckled twice, slowly stroking the black cat lying on his lap with his hands in black velvet gloves, and said: "The failure of the mission is within my expectations, the real purpose of sending you this time— — to see what they would do."

"Sir, have you known for a long time that Japan has their informants?"

"The organization has existed for so many years, it is inevitable that there will be fools who are eyeing my position. Ma, I want to hear your thoughts."

Anyway, you guys are fighting in the dark, Sasashima Ritsu didn't have many worries, and boldly speculated: "The three members who acted with me can be ruled out as suspects, and I personally prefer members of the intelligence team who are not within the control of G. .”

Although Gin is the chief person in charge of the organization in Japan, he is in charge of the action group. For example, the main person in charge of the intelligence group is a female member code-named Jiamu. This news was learned from Furutani Rena. Jia Mu is his immediate boss.

He paused, and added: "The medical team and the logistics team are not ruled out. These two groups have a relatively wide range of activities on weekdays, and they can also grasp the dynamics of many members of the organization, and they can even hide themselves very well."

After the gentleman listened to McAllen's analysis, his water-green eyes showed satisfaction, and he said with a smile: "Very good reasoning, G, this kid thinks the same as you."

"Yeah." Thinking of the data screened out, Qin Jiu said in a deep voice, "This mouse is very cunning. I couldn't catch it this time, but at least it can restrict her actions. Next time, I won't let her escape. gone."

"I believe you can complete this mouse-hunting plan, G, you go out first, I have some things to talk to Ma alone."

"Okay, sir."

Most of the topics that Zhikai Gin can talk to himself are related to the mysterious organization. It seems that there is another gem that is targeted by the mysterious organization?

As Sasashima Ritsu expected, the gentleman pointed to something on the long mahogany table beside him, which was a sheepskin scroll, and said, "Ma, open it and have a look."

Ritsu Sasashima stepped forward and spread out the sheepskin scroll, and found a relatively abstract painting drawn on it. If you look carefully, you can still see that it is a lady protecting her abdomen with her hands, and a gemstone is inlaid on the abdomen .

"A child is a mother's treasure. The name of this sapphire is 'Mother and Son', and it is the target of the mysterious organization this time."

"Sir, may I ask a question?"

"You ask."

Ritsu Sasashima recalled the previous description of the Pandora gem, and asked: "Sir, I said before that the Pandora gem emits red light, and this 'mother and child' is a sapphire. It may not be that the mysterious organization will do it."

"The sapphire really won't let them move, but the problem lies with the owner who owns the gemstone. He has publicly stated that the gemstone can appear red under the light."

Sapphires appear red?This is not a very unusual thing, but there are certain requirements for the light.Although it is not sure whether the owner of the gemstone made falsehoods, the mysterious organization must not give up any possibility.

Thinking of the potion that can make people go berserk, if they can still fight against the member code-named Leo this time, they must find a way to get it, so that they can analyze the structure of the drug inside.

"So it is."

"They won't let go of any chance, and we certainly won't let it go. So Ma, this time I hope you can catch Leo, or kill him, as a warning to them."

"Okay, sir."

"The gemstone will be on display next Sunday at the Suzuki Museum of Art, 5-chome, Kabadocho. The exhibition time is 19 o'clock in the evening. I wish you success in your mission in advance."

"Thank you, sir, for your blessing and promise to complete the task."

"I'm tired, you step back."

"Yes, sir."

Leaving respectfully, Sasashima Ritsu didn't dare to look back, walked straight to the door and saw Gin waiting outside, he took the initiative to take out a black ribbon from his pocket and wrapped it around his eyes, and said: "G, it's still troublesome..."

"Hold this."

Cold to the touch, this build—it's a Beretta M92F pistol.

"Let's go."

"……it is good."

Ritsu Sasashima's mood was a bit complicated. He didn't expect Gin to take out his own gun and hold it for himself. He imagined the appearance of walking out one after the other, like a kindergarten teacher leading a kindergarten child. The feeling of crossing the road.

He shook his head to wave out this terrible thought, but the picture was too vivid, and he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

"What are you doing? Itchy face?" Gin frowned and turned to look at McAllen, who was shaking his head, and asked aloud.

"...Well, my eyes are a little itchy." Sasashima Ritsu had no choice but to admit it as he wanted, and raised his hand symbolically to rub it twice, saying, "It's not itchy anymore."

"Oh."