Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

"——Or maybe there's a forest outside, where there are more snakes. Maybe he was unfortunately eaten by a snake?"

I discovered the importance of writing a detailed outline, so that the plot won’t be abrupt_(:з」∠)_

Chapter 135 Winter is coming

On the other side, a hotel in Moscow.

It was 7:40 in the morning, before dawn. Sitting alone in the room, Toru Amuro looked at the documents and photos on his computer and sighed tiredly.

Unable to go to the scene, he could only read what others had to say, so there must be a lot of omissions. He knew that Kazami Yuya had tried his best to pass on everything he could collect, but...

He pressed his temple hard.

In addition to his concerns about the people involved in the three accidents (Kazemi did not tell him the specific casualties) and his anger and disgust towards the organization, there are other problems that are also bothering Toru Amuro.

——Mr. Kawajiri, is he so important to the organization?

As an intelligence officer, Toru Amuro is always concerned about personnel changes and every action within the organization.

Those who have committed serious mistakes and lost their value will be killed on the spot; as for more important members, if they "unfortunately" fall into the hands of the police or intelligence agencies, the organization will first consider rescuing them, and will only kill them if they cannot be rescued.

Congressman Kawajiri had been expected to run in the election, but was arrested for corruption. Toru Amuro originally thought that he was just an ordinary official who had made a deal with the organization - the organization would occasionally sell some black material about opponents to politicians - but this time the organization actually wanted to take him away, and his identity seemed to be unusual.

Moreover, why not just rob the car on the road instead of making such a big noise and waiting until the congressman arrives at the hospital?

Are you worried that the public security or police will ambush you on the road?

What about the shrine explosion this morning? Was it done by an organization? If so, they were so high-profile and bold. Aren’t they afraid that the official agencies would be furious and conduct a thorough investigation, thus exposing the organization to the public?

...More and more questions appeared in his mind, making Amuro Toru's brain, which had not been well rested, buzz with pain.

He took a deep breath, looked at the time below the computer, and decided to go downstairs to have breakfast and relax for a while.

Even if he was undercover, even if he could juggle three jobs, he was still a living person who needed proper rest and food to keep his body functioning better.

Toru Amuro quickly locked the computer and the door and walked out of the room.

The entire corridor was bathed in a dim white light, and it was quiet all around, with every door closed. The school trip group would gather at 11 o'clock every day, and many people might not have gotten up yet.

Toru Amuro didn't make any noise. He came to the restaurant quietly with his cell phone in hand.

There were not many people in the restaurant on the first floor. As soon as he entered, he saw Kudo Shinichi sitting alone at a table by the window with a cup of black coffee, a plate of brunch and a few small jars of jam in front of him.

Kudo Shinichi was thinking about which kind of jam to spread. Maybe he felt someone was looking at him. He looked up and met Amuro Toru's gaze: "Amuro-sensei!"

When Toru Amuro was called by the student, he paused, walked naturally to the other person, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Good morning, Kudo-kun, you get up really early." Toru Amuro greeted.

He looked at the table and found that there was also a cup of coffee next to him, opposite Kudo Shinichi, with beautiful leaf-shaped latte art floating on the surface.

Amuro smiled and asked, "Is this cup of coffee for Mr. Aoyagi? Is he up too?"

Kudo Shinichi nodded and half turned to look behind him: "It's over there."

Upon hearing this, Toru Amuro looked up and saw Aoyagi Akimichi.

He didn't tie up his hair today with the hairband that looked like a real emerald. His long hair with a subtle curl was draped behind him, so much so that Toru Amuro almost didn't recognize him at first glance.

"Is he singing?"

Toru Amuro noticed that Aoyagi Akimichi was holding a guitar in his arms and could faintly hear singing.

Kudo Shinichi nodded again: "He said the boudin cakes here are delicious, and he went to ask the chef how to knead the dough. The female chef asked him to sing for her, and she told him."

"..."

Because they were far away and the song was in Russian, Toru Amuro couldn't figure out what was being sung, but he admired Aoyagi Akiko's leisure and elegance.

In terms of national relations, as an American, Aoyagi Akimitsu is even less welcome here, especially since he is an FBI agent... The headquarters of the Russian intelligence agency is right next to him, but he doesn't care?

Amuro Toru looked away speechlessly. At this time, the waiter came over to take the order. He was not in the mood, so he just ordered some black bread and coffee.

"Teacher Aoyagi didn't bring the rabbit down?" Amuro Toru suddenly asked.

"No, Mr. Qingliu said it was not feeling well and put it in the room."

Kudo Shinichi drank his coffee and frowned worriedly: "Rabbits are in danger in low temperature environments. If you are not careful, they will die suddenly. When I went to his room yesterday, I saw that he was very sick... If there was no one to take care of him, I don't think Mr. Aoyagi would have brought him to Russia."

No, it’s definitely not that there is no one to take care of me.

Amuro Toru retorted in his heart.

The high-end tower apartment where Aoyagi Binkou lives allows residents to keep pets, and there is a special pet room on the first floor: if the owner has to go out for something, the pet can be left there and someone will take care of it, free of charge within a certain time limit.

So he brought a pet, probably because the rabbit was smarter - Toru Amuro still remembered its strange body language - and could temporarily look after his things while he was away.

But unfortunately, animals are just animals after all, and people will not guard against them as they do against people, and their fragile bodies will put them under greater restrictions.

After collecting two pieces of information, Toru Amuro suddenly realized a key point.

"You went to his room?"

"Yes." Kudo Shinichi admitted openly. His eyes lit up when he mentioned his hobbies. "Mr. Aoyagi and I both brought a few mystery novels. I think the one I just finished is good, so I want to recommend it to him."

Amuro Toru remembered that they were both fans of mystery novels: "Is the story interesting?"

"Some of the plots were a little cheesy, but there was one really interesting part where the detective got kidnapped."

Amuro showed an interested look. Seeing him like this, Kudo Shinichi didn't say much and started to introduce the plot directly.

"This is a female detective who has lost her memory and is trying to regain her memory."

"That day, her enemies came to her house and locked her in a room on the second floor. However, the effect of the drug wore off prematurely. She woke up and overheard their conversation. They planned to rest for a night and then hand her over to the boss along with a floppy disk containing important transaction information."

"She untied the rope at night, but did not leave. Instead, she used the snow below to create the illusion of slipping away. In fact, she secretly hid in a secret door in the house!"

"As a result, the next day, those people really thought she had escaped and went out to chase her! They left her with an empty house!"

Toru Amuro: "..."

"Kudo-kun..."

The public security police, who were quite optimistic about Kudo Shinichi, had no choice but to interrupt the enthusiastic young detective.

"This kind of 'the most dangerous place is the safest place' only exists in novels. Just read it. If you encounter such a thing in real life, run away quickly and call the police as soon as you are far away. That is the correct thing to do."

"No, Mr. Amuro, Kyoko is not reckless." Kudo Shinichi retorted, "There are more important things in the house. She risked staying here to find the floppy disk those people mentioned."

"Then..."

Amuro Toru suddenly stopped talking.

Kudo Shinichi saw the mixed-race teacher's eyes slowly widen, as if a bolt of lightning had struck him in the chaotic darkness, and he stood up suddenly.

"Sorry, I have to excuse myself for a moment!"

Toru Amuro turned and left the restaurant.

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"When pear blossoms were in full bloom, and soft gauze floated on the river, Katyusha stood on the steep bank, and her singing sounded like the bright spring sunshine..."

Aoyagi Akimichi holds an acoustic guitar and sings a lyrical song to a chef to learn some simple tips and tricks.

His biggest interest is music.

He likes piano and guitar. He is born with a perfect sense of music, a beautiful voice, is good at singing, and never sings out of tune.

——Even if it was a song he had only heard once in his childhood, he could still sing it word for word after more than ten years.

His second interest is cooking.

He likes Western food, pastries, and trying exotic dishes by looking at recipes. It is fun for him to taste some strange snacks.

——No matter how tired I am, I will prepare delicious food to reward myself.

Aoyagi Akimitsu's fingers, which were calloused from various gun and fighting exercises, were plucking the guitar strings lightly.

He saw the mirror on the opposite wall, which reflected the back of the blond mixed-blood undercover agent walking away quickly. His fingers trembled slightly and he played a wrong note.

The restaurant's windows were not closed tightly, and a cold wind blew in. The familiar coldness enveloped Qing Liu Binguang, and he withdrew his gaze, smiled softly, and sang the last sentence gently.

"Katyusha stood on the steep bank, and her singing sounded like... the bright spring sunshine..."

Chapter 136 Bourbon Which Floor Are You On (Part )

In the director's office of Beihu Central Hospital, the elderly director looked at the two public security policemen in front of him, cold sweat breaking out on his bald head.

"Really not?" Kazami Yuya stared at him with sharp eyes.

The dean and the vice dean who had studied in the United States exchanged a glance. The series of events that happened today really irritated his nerves. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his head, his face full of pain.

"We have secretly asked medical staff and cleaning staff to pay attention, and we really didn't see any other snakes," he repeated.

Seeing that Kazami Yuya frowned, he sighed and added: "Mr. Policeman, it's not that we don't want to actively cooperate. It's just that there was an accident today and so many seriously injured people suddenly came in. The doctors and nurses are busy saving people, and there are also many reporters. An overly obvious search will scare them and easily cause a riot."

Yuya Kazami naturally understood this truth.

Just when he was wondering whether he should ask his boss for help again, his cell phone rang.

When he saw the contact's name, his eyes suddenly lit up. He whispered "sorry", walked quickly to a corner outside the office where the surveillance camera could not see, and answered the phone.

Before he could speak, the anxious voice of Amuro Toru came from the other side -

"Kazami, quickly have someone seal off the entrance and exit!"

"Mr. Kawajiri may still be in the hospital!!"

……

On the other side, across six time zones, Toru Amuro stared at his computer.

On the screen were screenshots of surveillance footage of the three people in the prison before they left, photos of the toilet in the hospital where the incident occurred, and another prison guard's account of what happened today.

He was unable to visit the scene in person to investigate or inquire, but through these indirect clues, he was able to guess the general course of events.

"The man running towards the black Porsche at the hospital was not Kawajiri, but someone with the same hairstyle, similar body type, and wearing the same shirt as him."

"what?!"

After instructing his subordinates to seal off the area and continuing to listen to the phone, Yuya Kazami was stunned.