"Although I began to doubt it while I was still in the organization, your biggest failure was to reveal that the boy knew about your nickname "Zero."

Hideichi Akai smiled faintly, "Sigu Zero."

Anmuro's pupils suddenly shrank, and his hand holding the phone trembled unconsciously.

"Basically, there are not many people with nickname zero, so it's easy to find out." Akai Hideichi was able to guess the other party's mood from the silence. "I'm guessing that you are planning to hand me over to those guys, relying on making great contributions to get yourself closer to the power center of the organization and know more information."

He paused and reminded: "I would like to advise you one thing, hoping that you will not misjudgment the person you should be hunting for the sake of your immediate goal. Because you are one of the men I don't want to become enemies."

Toru Amuro finally said, "Also, I still feel sorry for what happened to him."

The car was gone as the harsh sound of the wheels rubbing against the asphalt road.

The subordinate caught the thrown mobile phone and asked for instructions: "Mr. Jiang Gu, what should we do? Do we want to chase after it?"

"No, since he knows our true identity and continues to pursue us, there will be danger."

After hanging up the phone, Toru Amuro thought of what Hideichi Akai said last, and a little bit of hostility appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Xing couldn't help but fall into deep thought, thinking about what Hideichi Akai said to him and would anger him like this.

And Toru Amuro had calmed down when he turned around, "Sorry, it seems that I misunderstood this matter, I'm going to say goodbye."

"Okay." "Okayama Subaru" nodded, as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Amuro stopped, "Can you ask you a question before I leave?"

“What’s the problem?”

"I'm curious why you agreed and let a weird person like me come into the house."

"Because you show the expression you have to talk to me no matter what, I will let you in." Subaru Okayama shrugged, feeling a little helpless. "At that time, I thought to myself that he is really a homestay who likes to chat with people."

"That's right." Toro Amuro was a little embarrassed.

...

At the entrance of Kudo's house, Toru Amuro retreated his subordinates who were waiting in the dark, and walked back slowly by the street lights.

However, when he passed by Dr. Agasa's house, he accidentally glanced at the black Hiji parked in the yard. The familiar license plate jumped into his eyes under the shadow of the light.

He raised his eyebrows and left as if nothing had happened.

By the window upstairs, I saw Amuro walking far away. Okayama Subaru took out the testing equipment and walked around the house.

“No signs of eavesdropping being installed at home are found.”

He walked to the room upstairs, turned on the lights, and saw two figures lying on the table and sitting next to him drinking water quietly.

"I'm so exhausted." Conan looked exhausted and didn't forget to complain, "Really, can you do as we discussed in advance?"

"Anyway, the process went smoothly, right? Basically, I used a voice changer installed in the mask to speak. If I was asked to take off the mask or asked a question that was difficult to answer, I would ask you to answer it in the speaker embedded in the voice changer after coughing twice."

Yusaku Kudo took off his disguise and chuckled: "If I want to speak by myself, just cough, because cough can be used to cover up the difference in speaking voices, it's very good, right? It's so good that I can win the Best Supporting Actor Award."

"Yes, yes." Conan was very perfunctory.

Yusaku Kudo looked at Ceciaki, "Actually, it's OK to pretend."

"He can't do it," Conan said, "He and Toro Amuro looked up and looked down. The other party is so familiar with him. Even if he has a voice changer, I think he can hear the familiarity from his way of speaking and habits, and he has no acting skills at all."

In the end, it was obviously implying that when he was usually a tool man, he looked like a wooden stake, not like a detective who reasoned about a case, but was just a messenger in the underworld who was going to take away the ghosts who stayed at the scene.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xing just smiled at him kindly.

Conan, lying on the table, couldn't help but shrink his neck and inexplicably felt a cool breeze penetrated into the back of his neck.

Yusaku Kudo said: "However, what I want to award this award the most is the person who is still working hard on the live broadcast."

"You must thank your mother." He reminded his uneasy son, "because she helped me with a dress-up, she immediately took a plane to the Oscars venue and continued to play my role."

Of course Conan agreed with this.

Yusaku Kudo said curiously: "Then what if I have to do so much trouble as his substitute, will he come back here?"

Conan nodded, his eyes shone through the window and looked at the next door, where the lights were on all night.

He smiled softly, "Because there is someone who has to be protected and is still here."

But he didn't realize that Chen Xing looked even colder than usual.

...

The next day.

"Amuro, are you actually late?"

"What's so surprising about this?"

"Because you are the most punctual one." Azusa Kuromoto looked at the person in front of her curiously.

Amuro Toru leaned on a mop, looking proud, "Because I have always been very punctual."

"No, I mean, when you are not accurate, you usually ask for leave directly." Azusa Komoto smiled.

Amuro rolled his eyes, saying that now everyone knows me?

"So, why are you late today?" Azusa Hiromoto asked.

"Where is the boss before talking about this?" Amuro looked around, "Has he not come yet?"

"Here, I'm leaving." Azusa Komoto hugged her chin to the old position by the window, "I haven't even drunk the coffee yet."

"Isn't it black tea?" Amuro said in confusion.

"He made his own coffee." Azusa Komoto was a little embarrassed, "Boss, he came very early today."

Amuro let out a 'oh' sound and walked over there.

The sun shone through the window, and a few magazines were stacked on the table that were spotlessly wiped, with corners neatly too much.

On the napkin, there is a cup of cooled coffee, which has been added with milk.

Amuro looked straight, a little dazed.

...

Ten minutes ago.

On the road in the early morning, traffic was crowded, and the white Mazda was freely passing through it.

"I didn't say that Akai is still alive." Belmode did not hide his ridicule.

"Yes, I'm really in vain." Even though Amuro said that, he couldn't hear much regret or depressedness.

"You won't make such an obsessive again in the future, will you?" Belmode said casually.

"Well, but if you still need it, please be sure to help me again." Toru Amuro looked over, "because I am one of the few people who have mastered your important secrets."

Belmode's eyes sank.

"I think if the members of the organization know, they will be surprised. I didn't expect you to be the boss..." Before Toro Amuro said anything, a silver-white pistol was pressed against his temple.

Belmode said coldly: "If you continue talking, you will see your brain."

Amuro said in a relaxed tone, "I advise you not to do that, because it will be very hard to clean up the aftermath."

“I don’t care.”

"I'm not referring to my brain, I've said it before. Once I've lost all my news, the countermeasures I arranged in advance will spread your secrets in the organization."

Amuro Toru seemed to be indifferent, but he kept looking into her eyes.

Belmode looked at him for a while and moved the muzzle away.

"Please don't worry." Toru Amuro felt that he could not continue to stimulate her, "Because I have sealed your secrets tightly, there will be no mistakes."

When Belmode heard this, he mocked him: "You said there would be no mistakes. You went to flirt with the people in FBI. Wouldn't you be suspected?"

"No matter how much they suspect, they will not attack me as long as there is no evidence. This is within my expectations." Amuro smiled.

But what I thought of was the familiar car that appeared at Dr. Agasa's house last night.

Is he aware of it?

"Do he know about this?" Belmode asked at the right time.

Amuro was stunned and shook his head.

Belmode raised his eyebrows and did not continue to ask.

Perhaps, only he himself knows what this means.

"But, I think you should speed up." In a deep thought, Belmode said lazily: "You should still go to work, right? It's been more than a few minutes now."

Amuro opened his mouth and quickly accelerated and overtook.
Chapter completed!