People live from five to nine in Conan

So unprofessional... Fortunately, after working with Yuya Kazami for a long time, Toru Amuro has already developed resistance.

"I've already entrusted the investigation to the president of that company, let's go see him now, you...you better change your clothes."

Muyuan thought for a while, and agreed to Amuro Toru's suggestion.

But it's not because the cassocks of the presiding officers of Erquan Temple are too ostentatious, but because they are wearing cassocks, which is not conducive to unfolding the cloak in the belt.

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"You...you are really young."

Outside a convenience store in the shopping street, Toru Amuro couldn't help sighing when he saw Muyuan in Uniqlo.

Mu Yuan ignored the melancholy of the old man Ben San, and directly took off the newly bought coat, picked up the cassock on the back seat, folded several stacks, wrapped it around his waist, and then wrapped the coat around the cassock.

"You..." Amuro stared blankly at this scene, but finally gave up asking.

After all, Mu Yuan was not his subordinate, and the answer he got after asking probably only raised his blood pressure.

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"Om-!"

Amidst the roar of the rotary engine, the white FD headed toward the upper reaches of the Tsumetsu River at high speed.

Mu Yuan looked at the dark clouds that suddenly piled up in the sky, and said calmly: "It will probably rain when we go back."

"It's best not to trust the weather forecast too much." Toru Amuro took out two folding umbrellas from the storage box, and handed one to Muyuan.

Mu Yuan took the umbrella, and focused his eyes on a construction site in the distance, "The person who took the photo should also be Mr. Jiang Gu, right?"

"No," Toru Amuro slowly fixed the car, and replaced it with a skillful squinting smile, "Although that person is indeed an undercover agent, he is not one of us, and... it is just for money, as long as there is no news It's just scum that is willing to sell."

"Is that so..." Mu Yuan nodded knowingly, "That's why Mr. Jiang Gu doesn't care about his life or death."

Amuro paused slightly when he opened the door, and gave Mu Yuan a meaningful look.

Mu Yuan guessed right, he really didn't intend to control that person's life and death, and even planned to use the news of that person as a bargaining chip to exchange some more valuable information with the president of the arms smuggling company.

but……

"How did you find out?" Toru Amuro asked seriously.

"Will the person who took the picture be killed by GIN-san?" Mu Yuan unscrewed the umbrella handle, took off the bug hidden inside, put it back in the storage box, and said calmly: "Because Mr. Jianggu, you can easily We have confirmed the identity of the photographer and what GIN-san commissioned from him."

"what do you mean……"

"Mr. Jiang Gu, GIN-san's behavior style, you also know that if GIN-san really wants to investigate something privately, before he gets the result, the investigation methods he uses and the relevant personnel are absolutely impossible. It was discovered by other people, because as long as one of them has the possibility of leaking information, it will be GIN-san... So I guess, the undercover gentleman who took the photo has probably aroused GIN-san's suspicion, and GIN-san is also preparing to Take this opportunity to get rid of everyone related to him."

"you……"

Toru Amuro looked at Muyuan in surprise.

He used to think that Mu Yuan had extraordinary talents in "finding people" and "interrogating", but now it seems that the young host's mind...is not simple.

Why did such a person only get an evaluation of "peripheral miscellaneous fish" in the organization's assessment?

"Since when did you want to get out of the control of the organization?" Toru Amuro asked suddenly.

"Probably on the second day after joining." Mu Yuan put down his umbrella, pointed to the sky that suddenly cleared up and said, "It seems that it won't rain in a short time."

Amuro looked at Muyuan who pushed the door and got out of the car, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Japan can only be the Japan of the Japanese, and all 'outsiders' involved in this matter are my enemies."

"Mr. Jiang Gu, you misunderstood." Mu Yuan brushed off the wrinkles on his clothes, and said with a smile, "I'm just reminding you that we won't only have this chance to do things at the risk of arousing GIN-sang's suspicion... Not worth it."

Toru Amuro's pupils shrank, and he secretly gave up the plan of exchanging information with the photographer's information.

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At nightfall, large groups of dark clouds gathered over Mihua Harbor.

In a blink of an eye, the raindrops in the sky have been connected into pieces.

Thunder also began to spread in the clouds.

"Crack!" There was a loud noise!

In the alley, the door of the Black Widow Bar was pushed open.

"It's really raining, what weather forecast? It's not accurate at all!"

The middle-aged man who entered the door was wearing a blue jacket, with a greasy smile on his thin lips, pointed to the end of the bar, and said to the bartender:

"I want to be like him."

At the end of the bar, in a corner without light, Vodka shook the glass in his hand, grinned cruelly, and tapped the table twice with his index finger.

"Blue Jacket" immediately took out a white envelope from his arms, and pushed it along the table.

Vodka stuffed the envelope into his arms without looking at it, causing Blue Jacket's heart to tremble, and tentatively said with a smile: "It was originally scheduled for last weekend, but it was postponed and changed to today...Do you really need to confirm the contents inside? ?”

"Hmph..." Vodka snorted softly, and said disdainfully, "If it's fake, your life will be gone."

As he said that, Vodka took out a thick envelope from the pocket on the other side, and pushed it to the blue jacket along the table.

Under the dim light, the actions of the two were unremarkable, but Blue Jacket quickly opened the envelope and carefully counted the amount of banknotes inside.

"I want to make sure." Blue Jacket explained in a low voice.

Vodka took a sip of his wine and said softly, "As you wish."

"OK, no problem." After ordering the money, Blue Jacket hurriedly put it into his pocket, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

At this time, the bartender also brought over the prepared cocktail.

Blue Jacket shook the wine glass in his hand, waited until the bartender walked away, and asked, "So, what's the next job?"

It seemed that he was afraid that the vodka would become suspicious, and he immediately added: "I mean... At least I have to know what the point of the next job is?"

When speaking, Blue Jacket turned his head slightly with the movement of drinking, as if he wanted to observe Vodka's expression from the corner of his eye.

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind his head.

"do you know……"

The sudden appearance of gin made the wine glass in Blue Jacket's hand tremble suddenly, and a few drops of pale white wine spilled out.

Gin continued: "Recently, there has been a mouse sneaking around the organization, doing some shady things... How about it, have you heard of it?"

"No, no, I don't know very well." A drop of cold sweat dripped from the temples of the blue jacket, and he forced himself to say: "Then the next job is to get that mouse out?"

"No, who is the mouse, I already have my eyes on it."

Blue Jacket shrank his pupils, took a big sip of wine, looked at the bartender, and changed the subject: "This wine is really delicious, what kind of cocktail is it?"

"Rum..." The bartender didn't speak, but Gin said coldly: "Cointeau orange wine, a little lemon juice, X, Y, Z...'After drinking this glass, everything is over.'"

Blue Jacket's pupils trembled, and he hurriedly put down the unfinished wine, and said in a trembling voice: "Then, if you have another job, please take care of me..."

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"Brother!" Vodka looked at the direction in which Blue Jacket was leaving, "He must be that mouse!"

"Hmm..." Qin Jiu curled his lips, "There is no need to worry about his affairs. I am a little surprised... It is clear that enough time has been given, but Mr. President does not seem to have received specific information."

"Brother... do you want to continue digging?"

"There's no need for that anymore, it's just a temporary substitute after all."

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"Boom!!!" A violent explosion suddenly came from outside the door.

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Gin's phone started vibrating at the same time.

"Hey, it's me... I understand, you can withdraw immediately."

"Brother!" Vodka smiled knowingly, and pushed the envelope left by the blue jacket over, "Then what about the negatives of these smuggled guns?"

"Everything goes according to the original plan, if the other party doesn't know what's going on..."

"But... big brother, the trading place that guy chose..."

"Tropical Paradise, although there are more people, but there is no need to worry."

"That's true."

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"Tropical Paradise?" In the car, Toru Amuro frowned and asked, "Why do you have to choose such a crowded trading place?"

"One thousand, two thousand... [-] million yen." On the side, Mu Yuanqing counted the banknotes in the suitcase, and said calmly: "Mr. Jianggu, don't you think that it is because of the transaction in such a densely populated place that GIN-san Won't you worry about someone setting up an ambush?"

"Once something happens, everyone in the amusement park will become hostages, so... don't you have to worry?" Amuro quickly figured out the key point, but still worried: "But just in case..."

"Mr. Jiang Gu, don't worry." Mu Yuan closed the safe and casually moved to the back row, "Don't you think it's easier for Zhen-san to get close to GIN-san in a place like a tropical paradise? And... I think GIN-san If you change the trading location temporarily, it will arouse his suspicion and bring more unnecessary troubles.”

Toru Amuro held the steering wheel in silence, neither nodding in agreement nor raising objections again.

"Then..." Mu Yuan turned to take out the photos of the short, chubby, pointed-headed president that he had just taken, "I have to trouble Mr. Jiang Gu to fax these photos to Kidsang."

Amuro turned his head and glanced at Muyuan's hands, the naked "photo" photos taken from various angles for the smuggling president, and nodded with a frown.

Mu Yuan put down the photo, picked up the phone expressionlessly, edited a text message and sent it out.

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"Master Shirley, someone is looking for you outside."

Miyano Shiho, who had just returned to the laboratory and was about to work all night, frowned, and pressed the communication button on the table: "Didn't I say that no matter who it is, don't bother me?"

The communication microphone sounded again: "But, but... this lady directly said your code name, sir, and... she, she said, as long as you say her name, you will definitely come out to see her."

Miyano Shiho was slightly taken aback, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

She gently put down the folder in her hand and asked, "What's her name?"

"The lady said her name is... Mao Lilan."

"what!?"

Miyano Shiho's pupils shrank suddenly.

How could Mao Lilan know her code name in the organization?

That guy told her?

Yes!Otherwise, she would not know where the tissue laboratory is located.

But that guy, did he even tell her this kind of thing?

The relationship between them...

Miyano Shiho thought a lot, and finally pressed the communication button, and said coldly: "Understood, let her wait, I'll go out now."

"Yes!"

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Outside the laboratory, Miyano Shiho took off his white coat uncommonly in advance, and put on a black sweater that showed off his figure. He also painted the latest limited edition lipstick on his lips that many female high school students would envy.

She looked not far away, wearing a Di Dan high school uniform, a pretty girl with puffy hair... Inexplicably, she felt a sense of hostility from the other party.

"I didn't expect you to be such a ignorant person." Miyano Shiho smiled and said calmly first.

"Eh?" Mao Lilan blinked innocently: "Miss Shirley, I'm really sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean."

"The other party already has your contact information, but has never contacted you, which means that the other party is not interested in you at all... Miss Mori doesn't understand such a simple truth?" Miyano Shiho raised his eyebrows.

"But, but..." Mao Lilan said with tears in her eyes, "I really want to know Miss Shirley, after all, Mr. Muyuan..."

"Stop pretending to me!" Miyano Shiho, who has always been very sensitive to hostility and malice, shouted angrily, "Your pretentious hypocrisy really makes me sick, since you know my code name, you can You should know who I am, right? You go, don't let me tell people to drive you away!"

"But, but... Mu Yuan-jun and I really love each other from the bottom of our hearts!"

"You!" Miyano Shiho was angry at first, but soon smiled, and said disdainfully, "Have you finished?"

"I, I..." Mao Lilan's eyes were red, and while she was backing, she said pear blossoms in the rain: "At eight o'clock on Sunday night, I have already made an appointment with Mr. Mu Yuan, who is just outside the No. 53 warehouse of Mihua Port. You can come too, and then the three of us can have a good chat."