Conan: I've been linked to the tech tree system.

She spoke to Misaki Ichijo in an unusually confident voice.

"Unfortunately, you..."

Just as I was about to continue speaking, my phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

It's the black one.

He stopped talking, glanced at Misaki, took out his phone, and pressed the call button.

"Where are you?" A familiar, cold voice came through the receiver, a question phrased but spoken with the tone of a statement.

"Gin?" he asked, puzzled. Then, he glanced around habitually, only to realize he was on the rooftop with no landmarks. "I'm at the Shiodome Building. What's up?"

After the incident at the dock, he exchanged contact information with Gin, but this was the first time the two had contacted each other by phone.

"I heard you had a conflict with one of them. They are an asset of the organization—don't do anything unnecessary."

Gin's words were full of warning.

"...You're very well-informed!"

Looking up at Misaki Ichijo, who was standing there with her arms crossed, and the bodyguard lying on the ground, Toru Tono felt that he was the innocent one.

"I was only acting in self-defense," I tried to justify myself, "I couldn't just stand by and do nothing, could I?"

"You've already made your move?"

"not yet."

"Whatever you want to do, stop now. I'll have someone warn them to behave."

"I say, is Ichijo Kenichi a code name member of the organization? Is he worth your attention?" Toru Tohno was genuinely curious. He remembered that Gin wasn't the type to care about the lives of peripheral members.

"You talk too much. Internal strife is strictly prohibited in the organization. Evacuate immediately." Gin's voice became impatient, and he spoke in a commanding tone, treating him like a subordinate.

"..." Tohru Tohno really wanted to teach his defeated opponent a lesson, but he felt that it wasn't time to have a direct confrontation with the Black Organization, so he held back.

Without answering, he hung up the phone and gave Misaki a cold laugh, "Consider yourself lucky."

"I'm glad I'm still of some use—but if there's a next time, the phone call to persuade me to stop might not be so timely."

"Then goodbye, Miss Two-Face."

"Starlight" laughed as it leaped off the 100-meter-high Shiodome Tower.

Misaki Ichijo watched her gracefully disappear into the night, slipping out from the bright neon lights, and felt as if her heart was being filled with humiliation.

......

I came home in the cold wind again, and sneezed after entering the house.

Tohru Tono called out fluently, "I'm back."

No one answered, but that was just a habit anyway.

He has lived alone since he was a child, and he developed this habit in order to make the empty rented room seem less lonely.

It's not really of any use anyway.

Maya Tachibana isn't here; she's probably working part-time at the supermarket.

After walking across the island platform, I hesitated for a moment and poured myself a cup of coffee.

Since Shiho Miyano moved in, the quality of the coffee has improved dramatically... As a girl who drinks coffee like water every day and stays up late, the coffee she gets from who-knows-where has a truly rich and aromatic taste that is different from the cheap products she buys at the supermarket.

So gradually, he got tired of drinking black tea and would occasionally have a cup of coffee in the evening.

Since he goes to bed late anyway, the caffeine won't harm him.

The TV in the living room was on, showing an advertisement for Fusa's handbags.

Tohru Tono wasn't interested in this kind of thing. He picked up the remote control on the coffee table and changed the channel, flipping through more than a hundred channels, but still couldn't find anything he could watch.

Next time NHK people come knocking, shut them out.

Tohru Tohru thought to himself, without considering that it might be because he was a time traveler.

He casually tossed the remote control onto the sofa and headed straight for the lab.

As it turned out, Shiho Miyano came up yawning.

Good evening?

He said hello.

Shiho Miyano glanced at him, nodded slightly, and went to the island counter to pour herself a cup of coffee without stopping.

Have you been working hard lately?

Tohru Tohru was just making small talk; whether he's working hard or not is evident from his ever-increasing biological points.

“…” Shiho Miyano ignored him.

Every time this person talks to her, it starts with work; she's practically sick of hearing it.

Tohru Tono wanted to continue chatting for a bit longer, but then the doorbell rang.

Who would come looking for him so late at night?

I went to open the door with questions in my mind, and it turned out to be Professor Agasa.

The doctor, as always, wore his lab coat, his large pregnant belly protruding, and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Professor Agasa." Since we were quite familiar with each other, I didn't use honorifics.

I handed Professor Agasa a pair of slippers that were practically becoming his personal slippers, and then stepped aside to let him in.

As Professor Agasa entered, he saw Shiho Miyano pouring coffee.

"Who is this?" he asked, looking at Tohru Tono with a puzzled expression.

Chapter 97 How could someone go camping without a tent?

The mountain road was winding and rugged, and the yellow Beetle leading the way was not very skilled, driving exceptionally slowly.

Looking at the speedometer, Toru Tono felt that the engine of his Bentley Continental was still cool.

Through the rearview mirror, you can see Ai Haibara yawning boredly in the back seat. Since she's out for fun, she's wearing a dark red coat with the zipper open, revealing a dark purple sweater underneath.

She wore a flesh-colored short skirt and thigh-high stockings that almost reached her thighs.

No wonder she's a girl who reads fashion magazines every day; her fashion sense is good enough to be a YouTuber.

Tohru Tohno looked away, not particularly interested in such matters. With his good looks, even a simple white shirt wouldn't look plain on him, so he didn't see the need to study these things.

The yellow beetle ahead turned at a fork in the road and drove into a side road marked with a wooden sign.

I turned the steering wheel and followed. As we passed a wooden sign that read "Dongdu Mountain Creek Campsite".

Park the car right behind the Beetle, front to back, and get out.

The scenery was beautiful. Taking a deep breath, the fresh scent of nature was invigorating for Tono, who had been cooped up in the steel cage of Tokyo for so long.

The young detectives had already filed out of the Beetle like children running wild, and ran to the stream to watch the fish, occasionally letting out excited exclamations.

Pull the seat forward to make room for the uninterested Shiho Miyano to get out of the car.

Because the Continental GT is a two-door car, getting in and out of the back seat is extremely difficult.

Originally, Shiho Miyano was supposed to sit in the passenger seat, but she insisted on sleeping and moved to the back seat.

'In the end, I didn't fall asleep either; I ended up being treated like a driver.'

Tohru Tohru thought angrily.

I walked forward, wanting to greet Professor Agasa and Conan, who was looking like a dead fish, but I saw the professor sweating profusely as he rummaged through the front trunk of a Beetle.

"Hey, Professor Agasa, I don't think you'd do something as stupid as forgetting your tent, would you?"

I could hear Conan's吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical remarks) from a

"Hehehehe."

And there's Professor Agasa's awkward laughter.

Did you bring a tent?

Conan Edogawa turned his head and looked at Toru Tono rudely.

"You have to address people by their names first when you talk to them." He walked over and angrily rubbed Conan's head. "I only brought two small ones, which are definitely not enough for so many people."

Conan broke free from his hand and looked at Professor Agasa with a face full of exasperation.

Why organize a camping trip without bringing tents?!

......

"I shouldn't have come all this way."

Driving through the woods, Shiho Miyano made a rare comment.

"Then why don't you just refuse Professor Agasa?" Tohru Tohno, who had already anticipated this, hated this kind of hindsight behavior the most.

"Oh dear, it's impossible to refuse someone who looks so pitiful."

"Using 'pitiful' to describe it is going too far."

Tohru Tohno recalled how Shiho Miyano had responded to Professor Agasa's invitation last night, even though she had agreed so readily.

"Speaking of which, that little boy must be Shinichi Kudo, right?"

Despite wearing a mask, Shiho Miyano couldn't hide the interest shining in her eyes.

"Hmm." Toru Tohno nodded, looking at Shiho Miyano who was finally sitting in the passenger seat, and caught a glimpse of her expression. "Conan Edogawa lives at the Mouri Detective Agency."

So they came here to observe drug survivors.

"Does he know that you know his identity?" Shiho Miyano said something rather convoluted.

"I know, that's all."

Shiho Miyano nodded, having roughly understood the relationship between the two of them; it was entirely a one-sided information asymmetry.

'High school detectives are so easily fooled; they probably didn't even see through this person's disguise.'

Shiho Miyano rested her hand on the car window, looking at Toru Tono's profile.