Oda is always misunderstood

"That's why you're so sure I'm a policeman?" Zhu Fu Jingguang inserted the car key, twisted it slightly, the car vibrated slightly, and the engine sound followed.

Conan was sitting in the co-pilot, fastening his seat belt.

"Huh? Of course, my reasoning is never wrong." Conan said confidently.

"Haha, can you tell me how you reasoned it out?"

Conan was still holding Odasaku's disguise props in his arms. He put the props aside and explained seriously: "At first I thought you were the one who escaped from the organization with Tissano, until I saw you secretly Shove a small book to Officer Megure. Combining with Officer Megure’s move to clear the scene and your familiarity with Officer Hagiwara, I tend to think it’s a police officer’s card.”

"Only plainclothes police officers and police officers on secret missions need to conceal their true identities from the public. Obviously, you are the latter." Conan said, "Furthermore, organizing such large-scale criminal gangs should be organized by the police under the Metropolitan Police Department." Department is responsible."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was driving the car, and when he heard the words, he joked, "Why don't you guess that I'm from the police department?"

The National Police Agency is in charge of national security across the country, and has more say than the Metropolitan Police Department in cracking down on black organizations.

"If you were a member of the public security, today's visit would not be the search class." Conan shook his head and said.

Zhu Fu Jingguang praised in his heart: ... This little ghost is really clever.

"Can you tell me your real name?" Conan asked tentatively.

Jing Guang raised his eyebrows: "Before that, shouldn't you explain to me about how you know about Tissano."! !

Conan was very guilty: "Ahaha... this is because..."

Jing Guang: "Huh?"

"I bugged him." Conan coughed and said with his head down.

"Oda is really careless, I have reminded him many times, even a child should not take it lightly. He is always like this..." Jing Guang showed helplessness, with a hint of resentment.

Jing Guang thought for a while, and decided to tell him: "Forget it, since you have also been involved in the organization's affairs, you will know about it sooner or later, so it's okay to tell you. My name is Zhu Fu Jingguang, and my code name used to be Scotland……"

On the streets of Tokyo, a car with an unremarkable appearance shuttles through the traffic.No one knows what topic is being discussed in the car.

No matter how Matsuda Jinpei asked, he couldn't find out the real reason.

The two looked at each other silently.

"...It's fine if you don't say anything." Matsuda Zhenping scratched his hair irritably, and his curly hair was messed up by him.

There were so many mistakes, Oda Sakunosuke didn't know how to explain it, so he just shut up.

He couldn't bluntly say that his body couldn't be cured, and he was about to die, so he was in a hurry to solve the organization.

will freak them out.

The car stopped at a dead corner of the surveillance system, and the two quickly went upstairs after getting out of the car, deliberately avoiding pedestrians on the road.

They were in a hurry to go upstairs, so they didn't notice the familiar figure across the street.

The black-haired man in a knitted hat lifted the musical instrument case on his shoulder, paused, and glanced calmly at the two who were entering the apartment building.

The man pursed his lips, quickly looked away, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away quickly.

Oda Sakunosuke paused and turned around quickly.

"What?" Matsuda asked warily.

"...It's nothing." Oda Sakunosuke hesitated.

Must be an illusion.

They trotted to the floor where Oda Tsukuru lived, he took out the key from his pocket and opened the door, Matsuda Jinpei followed behind him.

"excuse me."

Matsuda Jinpei spoke politely, but did not treat himself as an outsider in his actions. He took off his shoes carelessly, and even took out guest slippers from the shoe cabinet to change into.

"Just do it yourself."

Oda Sakunosuke ignored him, went straight to the locker in the living room, and took out a medicine box from it.

Although he was not shot, there were always bumps and bumps in close combat.Whether it is an abrasion or a bruise, it is necessary to apply medicine in time.

This is also to prevent the damage rate from rising again.

"Do you want my help?" Seeing this, Matsuda Jinping asked.

"Ah, no need, I can do it myself."

The red-haired man took off his dusty coat and put his shirt aside. He took cotton swabs, iodine tincture, and traumatic spray to apply medicine to himself.

Matsuda Jinpei approached and looked around him.After confirming that there was no serious wound and that Oda could handle it himself, he strolled around Oda's apartment like a curious baby.

"Can I enter your bedroom and study?" The curly-haired police officer asked loudly in the corridor outside the room.

"Okay." Odasaku responded, raising his voice.

After getting permission, Matsuda Jinhei pushed open the bedroom door and looked inside.

Just like the living room, the decoration of the bedroom is mainly simple and elegant.Perhaps because he has lived here for a long time, the personal belongings belonging to Sakunosuke Oda have increased, and it is no longer as cold as a hotel room like the first apartment, and it is a little more warm.

Ignoring the hazards on the table, it's no different than a normal bachelor pad.

"Is it really okay to just leave these things like this? Don't hide them..." Matsuda Zhenping casually picked up a dagger and fiddled with it.

His fingers slid slowly against the cold blade, and when he didn't pay attention, his finger was cut a small hole by the blade.

"It's quite sharp." Matsuda Jinhei held a dagger in his hand, looking very satisfied with the dagger.

Oda's voice came from behind: "If you like it, I will give it to you."

Matsuda Jinping turned around: "Did you finish the medicine?"

Odasaku shook his head: "There is too much dust, I want to clean it first."

He came in to get a change of clothes.

"Do you want it?" Oda asked.

Matsuda Jinpei decisively threw the dagger back on the table: "No! Please, I am a serious policeman. If such contraband appears in the police dormitory, how can I explain it if it is found during the bed check?"

The red-haired man turned away from him, taking clothes from the closet.Hearing this, he seriously suggested: "You can hide in a dark cabinet, such as tied under the bed board, in the dark compartment of the cabinet..."

"There is no such thing in the police dormitory!" Matsuda Jinping was speechless.

"I see." Oda Sakunosuke was stunned.

"Most people don't have it in their homes, right?" Matsuda held his forehead flat, full of desire to complain.Hope but can't find anyone to express.

At this moment, he thought of Hagiwara Kenji who was still working diligently at the scene, and his eyes lit up.

You have to complain to Hagi!

Matsuda exited the bathroom, leaned against the wall of the corridor and initiated a text message.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom in the room.

The mist rose slowly, Oda Sakunosuke closed his eyes and raised his head slightly.Warm water pours down from the overhead shower, like fine rain and mist, gentle and peaceful.

It doesn't matter if the water flows through the broken skin, anyway, he won't be in pain.

Oda Sakunosuke carefully examined his body, he needed to make sure that he had no additional wounds hidden under his clothes.

It is troublesome to have no pain at times. The perception of the wound is too slow, and if there is a wound that keeps bleeding, it cannot be noticed immediately.

Also let the system handle the monitoring...

Oda Sakunosuke slowly thought about what to do later, and a thunderbolt flashed in his mind.

His glasses are still on the ceiling! !

Odasaku hurriedly speeded up to take a battle bath, and rushed out quickly.

Matsuda Jinpei was taken aback by him: "What's wrong?"

"My disguised props are still hidden in the mezzanine of the ceiling." Odasaku explained.

Matsuda Zhenping breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his hair and texted: "Just ask Hagi to help you, he's still at the scene."

The other end responded quickly.

Matsuda clicked on the text message: "Hagi said that Jing Guang has already taken it for you, judging by the time, they should be here soon."

"'They'?" Odasaku was at a loss, "Who else wants to come? Amuro Toru."

"Ding-dong-"

Matsuda Zhenping raised his chin, "Isn't it here? I'll go and have a look."

"Okay." Oda Tsukuru nodded, rubbing his dripping hair with a towel, and it didn't take long before he heard Matsuda Jinhei's doubtful voice from the entrance, and Mo Fukagemitsu's gentle but anxious voice.

"Why is this kid here?"

"It's a long story... Where's Oda, is he injured?"

Oda Sakunosuke probed: "I'm fine."

Odasaku looked at the boy standing in the entrance with some surprise: "Conan? You didn't go home."

Conan's face was tense, obviously very nervous.He raised the props in his hand: "I'm here to give you this."

"Ah, thanks."

Oda Sakunosuke accepted it gratefully, and he would be very embarrassed if he lost his Kryptonian glasses.

Jing Guang stepped forward and closed the door behind him.

The door closed with a "bang", and Conan almost jumped up in shock.

Intellectually, he knew that the room was full of good people.But……

Still nervous! ! !

There are two of them who used to have the code name of the wine, who knows if the other Curly is also a bottle of wine?

"What's the matter with this kid, he was taken aback." Matsuda Jinping said with disgust, "We have to discuss things later, so it's not easy for him to hear it?"

"Come and sit down first." Oda Sakunosuke welcomed everyone in.

He somewhat guessed the reason why Conan appeared here.

It was nothing more than that Conan lost his horse in front of Jing Guang, and wanted to know information about the black organization by virtue of his identity as a victim of drug A.

"Conan has a special status, so he can know this." Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the clock on the wall, "Let's talk about it together when everyone is together, and Hagiwara will call it a day."

"Will the blond bastard come?" Matsuda Jinpei asked.

"Should be, if he's not on a mission." Jing Guang lowered his head and edited the text message, "Let me ask."

Matsuda raised his eyebrows and gossiped: "I caught him walking with a very beautiful woman last time. Is it a date or a mission?"

"It's a mission, and that person should be Belmode." Jing Guang explained, "He's partnered with Belmode recently."

Matsuda doubted: "Really. I saw them going in and out of high-end restaurants, and when I passed by, I heard the woman tell him to learn to enjoy life."

"Bermode should be teaching Bourbon how to get reimbursed." Oda Sakunosuke handed over a few glasses of water, and said very naturally: "The expenses during the mission can be reimbursed by the organization. She used to take the card given by BOSS Serving bourbon towers at the bar."

Matsuda: "..."

Jing Guang: "..."

Conan who was eavesdropping on information: "..."

What did I hear!

Who is Belmode, and who is Bourbon.Why did the former order a champagne tower for the latter? Did he become a cowherd? !

Too much information, let me slow down.

Everyone present fell into silence.

Odasaku looked bewildered: "?"

"Z... Bourbon's one aside first," Jing Guang frowned, and got up to take the tray in his hand, "What's the status of the reimbursement? Also, you haven't finished treating the wound yet. Leave these to me, You go to the medicine first."

The red-haired man let go of his hand graciously, sat cross-legged on the carpet, and picked through the medicine box.

While prescribing himself the medicine, he said, "The organization is actually quite generous, and a lot of money was reimbursed very quickly."

Jing Guang was silent for a while, and asked, "Are the guns and ammunition that you will never use up also a public account?"

Odasaku: "Yes."

"Some living expenses, such as eating out, buying groceries..."

"It will be reimbursed."

"The big villa where our group lived, and your car..."

Oda Sakunosuke said flatly: "It's also a reimbursement."

Everyone: "..."

Is the organization your cash machine? ?

How can even the villa be reimbursed!

Jing Guang suddenly felt that he was at a loss.

The organization's money is not spent in vain. Later, I must ask Zero to spend more while still in the organization!

Conan suddenly began to doubt whether these people could do it.

Why do the most decent people do the worst things? !

but……

Holding the water glass, Conan pressed the corners of his upturned mouth.

He won't say that he is actually very happy!