The sixth man of Conan's police academy

On November 11, the sky was gray and looked like it was about to rain.

Time passed quickly, and I stayed in the organization for almost half a year in a blink of an eye.Whether as a member of the scientific research team or the action team, Ritsu Sasashima has done very well, at least so far no mistakes have been made.

It was the time with vodka, which made the noise a little louder, that's all.

The research and development of APTX4869 is quite successful, and the screening of big data has been completed. Now, as long as it is further optimized, it is estimated that this operation will be completed by the end of the year.He had procrastinated as long as possible, and most of the burden was on Miyano Shiho, which also made him feel guilty.

I just finished a mission to bring two grassroots members of the organization who were addicted to drugs to Gin. As for their ending... After hearing two gunshots, they were probably executed.

The organization allows drug trafficking, but never allows its members to take drugs. After all, drugs are very difficult to get rid of once encountered, just like the agents from various countries who are clinging to the organization.

The evening in late autumn is supposed to be cool, but now there is a sense of humidity in the air, and even the autumn wind brings a sense of stuffiness.

The dragonfly flew very low, and dark clouds hung over the sky like a curtain. It seemed that it was going to rain.

Tick.

Feeling the cold touch on his arm, Ritsu Sasashima raised his head, and the bean-sized raindrops instantly became denser. After half a second of hesitation, he held Calpis, which was still dripping with ice beads, and stepped back. stride.

slam-la-

In an instant, heavy rain poured down, and the scene became a bit exaggerated.

"...It seems that there will be no way to get to the car for a while."

He didn't like the look of his clothes sticking to his body, so he simply stood in front of the convenience store and tried his best to lean against the glass curtain wall, but he heard the sound of hurried footsteps stepping on the pond next to him.

"Really, the rain is too sudden! Zhenping, what did you just say, I didn't..."

The words that followed were all swallowed back into his stomach when his eyes touched the person in front of him.

Kenji Hagiwara didn't expect that he would meet Ritsu Sasashima, whom he hadn't seen in the first half of the year, when he came to hide from the rain under the eaves of a convenience store when he was out on vacation.

No, the person I met with my sister last month must be him... It's not my illusion.

Sasashima Ritsu didn't expect to meet Kenji by such a coincidence. He subconsciously wanted to run away, but was grabbed by the arm. The force from the forearm obviously didn't want to let him go.

Fearing that his power would be shaken off by him, Kenji Hagiwara hurriedly said: "I have something to do here, hang up first!"

On the other end of the phone, Matsuda Jinpei was tinkering with the newly bought robot vacuum cleaner at home. When he heard the busy tone on the phone, he cursed, "Hello? Hagi? He hung up halfway through the conversation? How annoying!"

He stared at the sweeping robot, and raised his mouth slightly: "Then I'll take it as your acquiescence, let me see what good things you have in your little guy's belly."

Kenji Hagiwara, who hung up the phone, stuffed the phone back into his pocket, frowned and said, "Xiao Sasashima, just say a few words and don't leave, okay?"

He knew that if Sasashima Ritsu wanted to leave, he would have no way to stop it.

What the man behind the screen said in his mind, to become a successful undercover agent, he must first kill himself... Now not only his hands are stained with blood, but he is no longer Sasashima Ritsu.

He could be Toru Nanase, or Ma, or even Alex Felton...

The only thing is that I can no longer be Ritsu Sasashima.

"Find a quiet place with few people, and I will give you 10 minutes at most."

Kenji Hagiwara vaguely guessed in his heart that Ritsu Sasashima might be assigned by the higher-ups to do dangerous tasks, and seeing him restraining his emotions, he felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

Why should the best and youngest student in the Onitsuka class shoulder such a heavy responsibility.

"Okay, I know there's a nice coffee shop nearby, and it's quiet and not crowded."

"Ah."

I followed Hagihara to the second floor of a coffee shop, but there was no customer in the shop, which was quite strange.

After taking a seat in the corner of the second floor, Hagiwara Kenji explained with a smile: "The owner of this store is a rich second generation. He opened a coffee shop to pass the time. Because the coffee is very expensive and tastes bad, there are not many customers. .”

The store manager is very personable and willful.

Ritsu Sasashima lowered the brim of his hat, stared at the lemonade on the table, and said, "The timer has started."

Seeing the countdown displayed on the phone screen on the desktop, Hagiwara Kenji smiled wryly and said, "Xiao Sasashima, are there some questions that you won't tell me even if you ask them?"

"Ah."

"Then let's talk about the current situation. You can see all the emails we sent you, right?"

"can see."

Hagiwara Kenji smiled and leaned on the sofa after hearing this sentence, he took a sip of lemonade and said in a relaxed tone: "As long as you can see it, I don't expect you to reply to you. But once in a while, let's see each other, okay? ?"

"That's what allows me to refuse."

"why?"

Sasashima Ritsu stared blankly at the water glass, clenched his fists tightly on his knees, and said in a deep voice, "This is for my own good, and for yours too...don't have too much contact with me anymore."

"Xiao Sasashima, you are really cruel...just like Fuguya, but at least he told Jing Guang before he left."

Ritsu Sasashima couldn't help being taken aback when he heard that, does Kenji mean that Furuya has already started preparing to join the organization?Which department would it be? Given his ability to collect intelligence, he would probably go to the Intelligence Department.

The work of the intelligence department doesn't seem to involve killing people very much, but it's pretty good, much better than myself.

"Jing Guang and the squad leader are very worried about you, because you left without saying goodbye, Jing Guang is no longer working in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"!"

Sasashima was stunned for a moment, remembering the email he received half a month ago, it did mention that he changed his job, did he give up becoming a policeman?

"He's not a policeman anymore?"

"I don't know, he didn't say anything. The squad leader's words have already passed the inspection, and now he is the inspector of the first investigation department and the third department. He is very busy every day. Unlike me and Matsuda, after all, we don't have to deal with things like bomb disposal for a month." Two or three."

"Be cautious when handling bombs."

"Hehe~ Furuya often said this to us too... It is said that Matsuda would mention you every time he came to my house for a drink."

"It's mostly scolding me, right?"

Hagiwara Kenji smiled and made an "OK" gesture, and said heartily: "BINGO! The answer is correct! He is indeed the most angry one, and he said he will beat you up when he meets you."

"Oh, I didn't expect him to be so frizzy after graduation."

"No, it's just like this when we get along with us in private." Hagiwara Kenji thought of his calm appearance in the explosive ordnance disposal class, and even after Sasashima Ritsu left without saying goodbye, he and Jinpei both drew up to represent "adults" cigarettes.

Now I want to quit, but I can't.

"That's it."

Sure enough, people can grow, which is a good thing. If Matsuda Jinpei can get rid of his bad temper, he will definitely become the number one person in the explosives disposal team.

"Time is up."

Ritsu Sasashima stood up and carefully took out a dust-free cloth from his pocket to wipe off the fingerprints on the glass, as if he wanted to erase his own existence.

"Goodbye."

"...will we meet again?"

There was no response, and he didn't know when the next meeting would be.

So there is no way to make a promise.

After all, undercover...

Maybe in the next second, he will lose his life because of revealing his identity.