Detective Ania

Almost at the same time, Toru Amuro sensed some kind of bad omen.

The newcomer to Port Mafia, who is feared by the organization, is probably the woman in front of her.If the Black Organization tried their best to touch the bottom line of Port Mafia, now they are undoubtedly half successful. The real culprit who killed the members who were inserted into Yokohama is now standing in front of him.

Obviously there is no evidence to prove the identity of the visitor, but Toru Amuro recognized the identity of the woman immediately.

But for Toru Amuro, this is simply a disaster.This is a war between the organization and Mafia in Yokohama. As an undercover agent, he is happy to see it succeed, and it would be great if both sides suffer.The snipe and the clam fight each other for the fisherman's profit. This should have been the scene.

His body tensed unconsciously, and his hands firmly held the wooden warehouse.

The woman held the weapon in her hand backwards, and she welcomed the darkness calmly, treating the acquiescent crime as a ball that needed to be dressed up, and even the long black dress looked extremely grand.She appeared extremely relaxed.

The long black hair at the sideburns seems to be made of silk woven by the most skilled tailor in the world. At this moment, this beautiful silk is dancing, dangerous like the charming pattern of a cobra, and the golden earrings that match the weapon in his hand are dazzling and shining Moving fluid beauty.

With a flash of light in her eyes, she had already started to move, and the long needle she was holding aimed at Toru Amuro's throat!

Toru Amuro pressed his elbow against her wrist, and his cheek almost brushed against the long needle. He swung a punch, waited for the moment when the other party retreated, pointed the gun firmly at her forehead, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The silver bullet aimed at her life gate.

The woman was not in a hurry, her slender shoulders were raised, and with the crisp golden sound, the weapon in her hand bounced off the bullets, as calm as if she was solving an annoying little flying insect.She circled the circular hole at the end of the long needle and gripped it tightly again, pure fighting spirit in her bright red pupils.

It's hard to imagine that she is not afraid of Mu Cangkou at all... Her strength and speed are even far beyond ordinary people, and her reaction ability is also outstanding. He has never seen such a person before. Should it be said that she is indeed a newcomer valued by Mafia at the port? It was rumored that the leader even wanted to promote her as a cadre, so it is no wonder that Mr. A lost his balance for a while, fell into their trap under the irrational anger, and lost his life.

Toru Amuro felt a little tricky.

Although she looked like a weak and beautiful woman, she was more troublesome than Belmode and everyone he knew.

She is a pure killer.

Amuro was panting violently, and after just a few short rounds of breathing, he was forced into this embarrassed look. He gritted his teeth and held the opponent's arm, flipped his wrist, and aimed his hidden hand at her shoulders.

"Huh?" The woman was taken aback.

A wooden magazine can hold eight bullets, he wasted three, and now this is the fourth one, it's not that he didn't bring enough weapons, it's just that under the relentless attack, it was difficult for him to find the time to change the magazine .

The trigger is pulled.

Her pupils shrank, and the long needle in her hand wove a golden shield to block the bullets.

Toru Amuro was able to breathe.

He wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, and licked his lips, which was rarely aroused to blood.

She lowered her head, as if she was pondering over the details just now, and raised her face, with a little annoyed smile on her beautiful face, as if she was blaming her friend who stained her clothes, or complaining about the person who didn't eat all the food guest.

"Ah... I almost caused trouble for Mr. Mori. If I hurt my shoulder, I will be fired."

She looked at Toru Amuro, and assured her earnestly, "I will strike lightly, don't worry!"

Toru Amuro:  …

He felt that her words were not very credible.

The woman's attack became more ruthless.

There was a strong murderous intent in the wind of the fist, and the knees were bent, while bumping against his abdomen.

Toru Amuro's shirt was already stained with blood. Although the wound was not serious, the blood gushing from it never stopped. His lips gradually turned pale, but his will remained firm.

None of her movements were superfluous, and she waited intently for Amuro to reveal her flaws. Her eyes caught the moment when Toru Amuro froze because of the bleeding wound, and the long needle held in both hands pierced his temple.

The powerful instinct woke up Toru Amuro. He clasped the wooden bin in his hand and shot into the oil barrel behind him.

This deserted building no longer contained any valuable things, but he brought a lot of things that could be used now.

His mission this time has been completed, and he no longer needs to fight this difficult woman.

The strong flash pierced the eyeballs, making people want to cry, and the smell of gunpowder followed.

The woman covered her eyes, and when her eyeballs adapted to the dark world, she opened her scarlet eyes: "Where are people...?"

Her calf was burned, she turned her head and saw a small spark ignited on the hem of her skirt.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh', wages are about to be deducted.")

The dress is broken and the guests are gone!Wuwuwu, Mr. Sen will definitely forgive her, right?

The golden weapon seemed to have been poisoned, and it shone with an unusually magnificent color. In the firelight, it was faintly hot, like the surging heat of blood pumped from the heart.She picked up the fallen weapon from the ground and cut off a section of her torn skirt.

The gun dropped by the guest at the end caused her a lot of trouble, and the surrounding combustibles burned more and more, almost reaching the point where she could not force her out.

If you jump down, you need at least three days to recuperate, right?

no!She wants to finish the work as soon as possible, so hurry to find Miss Ania!

"Ania, I finally found you!" Mitsuhiko panted, "Where's the form from last time?"

Arnia was wearing a tracksuit, holding a tennis racket in her hand, and trying to shake the tennis ball up.

"Form?" Arnia tilted her head.

She remembered: "It's in the schoolbag, let's go get it after the physical education get out of class."

Ayumi looked at Arnia with her face covered: "Arnia is very good at playing tennis."

Ania swung the racket calmly, and pretended to cover her eyes with her palm, as if looking into the distance: "Ania's shooting range has improved again."

Mitsuhiko: "Anya, the tennis ball fell to the ground at the beginning."

Arnia: "..."

She blushed and picked up the tennis ball, and after a while, tears began to roll.

Ayumi took out a tissue from her pocket to help her wipe her tears: "Mitsuhiko, you are going too far."

"Sorry, please forgive me!"

I don't know why I apologize, but I apologize anyway.

Mitsuhiko touched the back of his head: "Your strength is too weak. If you grow up a bit, you may be able to enter the tennis club and participate in the national competition."

"Tennis club?" Ania asked curiously. She tried her best to sniff her nose to hold back her tears. In fact, she was just a little embarrassed. After Mitsuhiko apologized, she also said sorry, and the friends continued to chat happily stand up.

Her father had said that such tears were called "tears of the weak," and Arnia's expression was heavy.

She must become stronger, and then participate in the national competition!

But now this topic is still too far away for Ania, she is still a first-grade elementary school student, let alone really playing tennis, even running on the court is a problem.

The conversation turns to the form.

"Ania must ask Mr. Amuro to come." Mitsuhiko nodded affirmatively, "You don't need to look, it must be like this."

Arnia put the racket aside and explained seriously: "It's not dad. It's father."

Ayumi helped explain: "Ania's biological father found Ania, so this time her father came to participate."

"It's not dad, it's father!" Arnia protested again, "Dad is dad, and father is father."

Her expression was a little sad: "...Dad hurt his stomach, and he said that he might not be able to accompany Ania to the amusement park for the time being."

On the second day after Amuro came back from Yokohama, Dusk brought Arnia and Bond to visit. He was keenly aware of the slowness of Amuro's actions, and immediately exposed the wound he concealed.

Seeing the bandages wrapped around Toru Amuro's abdomen, Ariya was so frightened that she almost burst into tears.

She saw on TV that there was a big hole in her stomach, and everything inside would flow out!

She grabbed Toru Amuro's clothes and forced him to lie down, pinched a blanket to cover him, and read him a story book, although she hypnotized herself first when she was halfway through the reading, her head tilted, and she couldn't fall asleep on the blanket rise.

Aniya was really worried about Toru Amuro's stomach, he was moaning and moaning in his sleep, and even rubbed his saliva all over his clothes.

The conversation between Toru Amuro and Twilight was more serious.

"Can it be handled?"

"It only hurt the skin, it's a big deal to really rest on the bed." Toru Amuro helplessly supported Arnia's head, and adjusted her to a comfortable sleeping position.

"It's fine."

Dusk sighed, and put the application form for "Parent-Child Amusement Park" in the briefcase on his desk, "Ania is looking forward to this event, she wants to go with you."

Toru Amuro asked, "Isn't it you?"

"What's the difference." Dusk raised his wrist and glanced at the dial, "I still have something to do. I'll pick her up when I get off work. I'll feel more at ease with you here."

He wiped off the saliva from the corner of Ania's mouth: "You need to recuperate well now, let Ania help supervise."

When there is no one at home, he rarely leaves Arnia alone at home. Frank acts as a nanny and accompanist. Amuro Toru is even more worried about Ania's safety.

Moreover, now they need to give them some time to adapt.

Thinking of what he said to Arnia yesterday, Dusk lowered the brim of his hat, his eyes were a little bit cold.

Two fathers?

Probably so.

If all the crimes are carried on the body, leaving only a pure mask in front of the daughter, they are indeed the same father.

When Ariya woke up rubbing her eyes, Toru Amuro was reading a book.

He took half a day off, and it was rare for him to have a good rest.

Her eyes are foggy, one eyelid is single, and the other eyelid has thick folds, and her sloppy sleeping appearance makes her look a little dazed.

Her eyes gradually focused, and she looked at the position of her subordinates.

"Ahhh! Dad! Dad's intestines are about to be pushed out by Ania!" Ania almost jumped up in fright. She cowered in the corner like a frightened cat, looking at him in horror. Wearing Toru Amuro's neat shirt, it seems that there is a hole in it.

Toru Amuro chuckled: "Come here, it's fine."

He meant something: "I'm very strong... just like the protagonist in Kamen Rider, nothing will happen."

There were tears in the corner of Ania's eyes: "But Shinji has something to do."

Toru Amuro:  …

He really had no way to refute.

He braced himself up and bent his arms to reveal his muscles: "Don't worry, if a bad guy comes, I'll beat him away, and he won't get hurt again."

Arnia: "But didn't Dad get hurt because he never hit a bad guy?"

Toru Amuro:  …

There is no way to refute this.

But he sees it very openly: "There are very powerful people in the world, and I am just one of the thousands of insignificant ones. But there are many things that people can do."

He thought of the Sakura police badge, even though he couldn't wear it, that little badge has always been in his heart.

"What about you, what do you want to do in the future?"

"Ania..." Of course she wants to save the world!

But this goal seems too broad. How can we save the world?Unknown to Ania, she remembered the wish she had made before the cake.

"Join the tennis club first, and then break into the national competition!"

Arnia crossed her arms and looked serious.

"It's marching." Toru Amuro corrected, "If you want to join the tennis club, you must not miss your homework."

When it came to homework, Ania's face collapsed, and she dragged out a long ending: "Okay——"

Sounds lifeless.

It seems that Dusk is also paying close attention to Ania's schoolwork.

Toru Amuro didn't think much about it. He is wounded now, but that doesn't mean he can rest. The rest of the field work is left to Kazami. He is really worried and has been using the computer to process related documents.

Arnia reached for the application form, and made another small invitation: "...In the future, will you go to the amusement park with Ania?"

Amuro's voice paused for a moment, and he hung up the phone with a normal face. He touched Arnia's head: "Of course."

The killing of memories ended here. In Ania's eyes, she had already told all the stories through the above two sentences.

But in the eyes of Ayumi and Mitsuhiko, things are gradually becoming bizarre.

They whispered in their ears: "Mr. Anshi has... what disease?"

"I know! This is called schizophrenia!"

"Ania won't talk nonsense. My mother said that children are very sensitive. But she hasn't realized that Mr. Amuro is sick. We have to find a way to help her!"

The father and father in Ania's mouth have turned into Amuro Toru's two personalities, and Ania doesn't know it at all.

She is still immersed in the imagination of entering the national competition and winning the gold cup.

"Let's go to Café Poirot after school. I haven't had a sandwich for a long time." Mitsuhiko asked tentatively.

"Okay!" Ania agreed immediately.

After using Conan's mobile phone to report to Dusk that she was safe, Ania walked heartlessly with her friends on the way to the coffee shop.

Conan looked at the careless call records on the phone, and just wanted to sigh. Just after Ania returned the phone to him, Dusk on the other end of the phone calmly thanked him.

This attitude made him more distressed.

What is the relationship between Twilight and Toru Amuro? In addition, what is the relationship between Ania's true identity and the Black Organization?He tried to get an answer from Toru Amuro, but he was vague and completely perfunctory.

If there is really no problem with Ania's identity, he will not prevaricate it.

The question marks in Conan's heart were almost coming out of his head, and he had been turning black and blue in the past few days.

He made up his mind that he must ask carefully.

Toru Amuro was not in the Poirot Cafe, Mitsuhiko and Ayumi were a little disappointed, the speeches they had prepared on the road were canceled due to the absence of the protagonist.

But they braced themselves and ordered other food.

Primary school students don't have much pocket money, even if the Poirot Cafe is relatively cheap, it is still a huge expense for them.

Yuan Tai muttered: "Why do you have to come here, I want to eat eel rice."

"Slow rain rice?" Anya tilted her head in confusion.

"It's eel rice." Yuantai said discouragedly, poked the spoon on the cake in the bowl, and after eating it in one bite, the smile on his face rose: "It's delicious!"

With the food, he calmed down and explained to Ania again: "Eel rice is delicious, you haven't eaten it yet, have you?"

Arnia shook her head honestly.

Yuantai was even happier: "Let's go eat together next time!"

Xiao Zi looked at the rowdy elementary school students with some amusement: "Are you complaining about Poirot just now?"

Yuan Tai scratched his head a little guilty.

"You can try Mr. Amuro's craftsmanship next time." Xiao Zi whispered, "He tried it once before, and the taste is not bad. If you want to eat it, you can put it on the shelves as a special meal for a week."

"Great!"

After eating, everyone parted ways, and Ania automatically followed Conan back to the Maori Detective Agency.

The sharp-eyed Kogoro Mori glanced at the pink hair: "Oh, you little brat, why are you here again today!"

Mao Lilan, who arrived home later, did not hesitate to dismantle the stage: "Obviously, Dad still talked about Ania before?"

She smiled at Ania: "Long time no see, Ania! Congratulations on finding your father!"

Ania took the initiative to hug Mao Lilan, and repeated after her: "Congratulations to Ania for finding her father!"

Conan: "The correct word order should be 'Congratulations to Ania's father for finding Ania'?"

He recently helped correct homework to the point of madness. Anyone who accepts the pollution of the chaotic word order in Ania's homework will have extremely powerful sequelae in the first place.

And Conan, unfortunately, became the first victim.

Okiya Subaru had something to do and needed to go away for a few days. He didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he took the initiative to drag Conan into the water.

"... That's it. Anyway, Arnia will probably come to my place on the weekend. Haha, after all, I am different from Toru Amuro. Please, little detective."

Conan was speechless when he heard the busy tone on the phone.

Even though he is a weekend-limited teacher with compulsory tutoring, he wants to take all the tutoring for a week on him, Subaru Okiya, what a scary man.

What's even more frightening is that the young Conan couldn't bear the impact of Arnia's demonic nature, and was the first to show signs of collapse.

Mao Lilan: "Don't spoil the fun, Conan, we are celebrating that Ania found her father!"

She said that sentence again.

Arnia nodded frantically in her arms.

That's right!She let her father find her by virtue of her ingenuity, and it was Arnia who found her father!

Ok.

Conan took the initiative to mute.

As soon as Lan met Arnia, he lost his mind.Conan thought vicissitudes.If his daughter was like Ania, she would probably only be at the bottom of the family in the future.

Another male coughed vigorously, and aimed at Arnia with his small eyes: "Cough!"

He seemed to be coughing up his own lungs.

Thinking of another patient in the family, Ania graciously handed him water: "Uncle Mustache, don't cough, you will spit out your intestines!"

Mori Kogoro choked on the water, and this time he really started coughing: "Ahem!"

He grabbed a paper towel on one side to wipe his wet suit, and wailed tragically: "Ahh! My new suit!"

Mao Lilan looked at him with some complaints: "Dad, who told you to put it on today for the sake of beauty. Take it off, and I will iron it for you."

Mori Kogoro had no choice but to hand over the suit jacket to Mao Lilan, lacking confidence: "I'll leave it to you, Lan."

He saw that Ania was still looking at her, and he suddenly became angry: "My suit is wet! I can't appear handsomely at the parent exchange meeting!"

Conan looked up a little speechlessly.

It's just going to the parent exchange meeting. Is it necessary to dress so well?He didn't understand the urgency of some middle-aged men to show off.

Anya suddenly panicked, she didn't know where to put her hands.

"Ania, Ania..."

She ran to get a glass of water again and handed it to Mori Kogoro: "Ania is going to the parent exchange meeting!"

"Wait!" Conan couldn't help but say.

Mori Kogoro thought that he also wanted to go to the parent exchange meeting. Thinking of the usual stinky brats vying to please him at this time, he was a little flustered for a while, completely ignoring the panic in Conan's tone.

"uncle--"

"Stop arguing." Mori Kogoro said impatiently, "It's not for you."

Conan:  …

Seeing her competitor being eliminated by pk, Ania secretly made a comparison in her heart.

She must get that little light bulb pendant!

Kogoro Mori looked at Arnia who was being directed around by him, and his mood suddenly became better, and he coughed calmly: "Cough, my throat is still a little uncomfortable."

Ania dug out snacks from her bag.

"My back is sore."

Arnia started to beat his back.

After a few thumps, Mori Kogoro waved his hand: "Let's go and play."

He was not mad enough to enslave such a small child.

Conan twitched his mouth and looked at Ania who was concentrating on watching TV: "Uncle..."

"Why?" Mori Kogoro said in a bad tone.

Conan pointed to the water dispenser: "Arnia doesn't know how to use the water dispenser."

"Huh? And then. Don't these goofy things—"

Conan pointed to the tea bucket and said, "She got the water here just now."

Maori Kogoro:"……"

Maori Kogoro:"…………"

What the hell did he drink just now?

He screamed again, stumbled towards the bathroom, and after a while, there was the sound of vomiting.

Conan: "I told you." But the uncle didn't listen at all.

He sighed and looked at Ania who was swaying his legs and watching TV.

Probably, this is also considered one thing and one thing?

Arnia happily hummed to the ending song of the cartoon.

Arnia wants a light bulb pendant~