Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

Zhu Fu Jingguang: “…………”

Zhu Fujingguang confirmed that this was indeed his police colleague, and then fell down.

……

When Zhu Fu Jingguang woke up again, he was in an ambulance.

He wanted to get up, but the overwhelming exhaustion made him fall down again as soon as he sat up.

He had been through a lot today.

He interrogated Mrs. Hojo and killed him, assisted the public security in faking his death, the plan failed, his undercover work was exposed and he was hunted down by the organization, and he drove away... Even though he had woken up at this moment, he was still a little dazed.

It was not until Yuya Kazami noticed the commotion and leaned over to check that Keimitsu Morobushi slowly reacted.

“Kazemi…”

"You've worked hard. Please take a good rest now. We'll be at the police hospital soon." Yuya Kazami said with concern.

Morobushi Kagemitsu noticed that the wounds on his forehead and legs had been partially treated. He was about to ask the member whether he had caught it, when he saw Kuroda Heibei next to him also looking at him.

This boss who had fought with the organization had a very ferocious face. The moment Zhu Fujingguang looked at him, he spoke subconsciously.

"Feel sorry."

"My mission... failed."

Although he was rescued by the police, he felt no joy in his heart.

One mistake and several years of hard work went down the drain - the most important thing was that he didn't even know where he made the mistake, which led the organization to suspect him and use congressmen to test his identity.

Kurodabei frowned: "Zhuofushi, this is not your fault. The biggest reason is that Tokugawa disregarded your safety and was eager to achieve success."

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled bitterly in his heart and asked again: "Has the member nearby been caught?"

"No." Kazami Yuya answered, "When he saw he couldn't escape, he shot himself. The bullet went straight through his head and he died on the spot."

Zhu Fujingguang, who was very familiar with the organizational style, had a feeling that this was expected. He pursed his lips and asked the most crucial question.

"How did the organization find out that the councillor was still alive?"

Yuya Kazami and Heibei Kuroda looked at each other, the latter nodded, and Kazami took out a machine the size of a child's finger knuckle from his pocket.

"Is this... a signal blocking device?" Zhu Fu Jingguang recognized it.

"Yes. It was wrapped in gauze after the councilman's surgery."

Yuya Kazami lowered his head guiltily: "The organization not only performed a skin graft operation on the congressman, but also implanted a life detection device in his body, which can monitor his physical condition at any time to determine whether he is alive or dead..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang recalled the rumors he had heard before.

Drug research is the most confidential information of the organization and the intelligence that undercover agents most want to explore. There are human experiments within the organization. In order to better monitor those experimental subjects, the organization has developed a life detection device with a longer signal reception range.

The device itself has a shielding function, but this function is unstable and sometimes works well, and can sometimes be scanned by some machines.

Kazami sometimes calls out his real name, but is more cautious in other places. When he finds a councillor, he will first check if there are any suspicious signal sources around him. This signal shielding device is designed to bypass inspections and prevent the public security from discovering that something has been implanted in the councillor's body in a short period of time.

Zhu Fujing stared at the small device. It was this thing that caused him...

Suddenly, he remembered another thing.

"Has the book in my car been destroyed?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked with a frown. "It may have Aniseite's fingerprints on it."

The book was not an important item and would most likely be disposed of on the spot. Feng Jianyu was startled and quickly took out his cell phone: "I'll ask my colleagues over there to look for it."

Zhu Fujingguang watched Feng Jianyu go to make contact, and his expression did not relax.

In addition to fingerprints, there was another thing he couldn't figure out.

Anisete's mission today was the most important. She had been by his side the entire time, guiding his every move, including leading him into the organization's hunting trap...but why would she send a book to herself when she was about to be exposed?

Is there something special about that book?

Before Yuya Kazami finished the call, another ring rang in the ambulance. It was Kuroda Hei's cell phone.

Kuroda Heibei answered the phone, said a few simple words and hung up. Morobushi Kagemitsu noticed that his face became even gloomier.

"Zhu Fu, how is your health now?" Kuroda Bei looked at him and said, "If you can still move, I want to take you to the Metropolitan Police Department to meet someone."

"Who?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly had a worse premonition in his heart.

"Kotomine Jona."

Chapter 153: Shattered to pieces and irreparable (Part )

ended.

Kotomine Jonah thought calmly.

The room was dim, with only the lamp on the table emitting a too-glaring light; she was handcuffed to an interrogation chair, and the man behind the table had a stern look on his face, like the embodiment of justice.

He was mumbling something, but Kotomine Joanna didn't pay any attention.

Her attention was focused on her red hair.

The light shining on it made the red color even brighter, like a handful of blood slowly pouring down.

She recalled some memories about her sister and her hair and smiled.

This smile completely angered the person opposite.

"Kotomine Jona!"

The police officer in charge of the interrogation slammed the table and shouted at her righteously, "You are now suspected of being involved in serious illegal and criminal activities! Tell me everything you know honestly! There will be no good consequences if you resist!!"

Kotomine Joanna looked at him with an innocent look on her face: "This is a serious accusation, but I didn't kill anyone..."

"Snapped!"

A book was slammed down on the table.

The smile of the girl on the cover of the book was sweet and lovely. The police officer's voice became more and more sharp: "What is your purpose in printing this kind of thing? Is there someone or some force that instructs you to do this?!"

Kotomine Joanna stared at him for a few seconds and suddenly smiled.

"The force you're talking about is the place where Furuya Rei is undercover?"

everything is over.

……

"Why are you arresting me?"

"I can swear that even though I grew up in Mihua, I have never committed a crime since I was a child! My parents are also good citizens! I was at home this morning and stayed at the station the whole afternoon. I didn't go anywhere else!"

"There are surveillance cameras in the hallway of the apartment I rented and next to the station. You can check! Mr. Police, please trust me!!"

In another interrogation room, a young man in his early twenties, wearing casual clothes, sat on an interrogation chair, his face full of grievance and his eyes red with anxiety.

He didn't know why he was arrested.

He is a student at Teitan University and joined the anime club as soon as he entered the school.

Their club often participates in comic conventions, sometimes to present the works of club members, and sometimes to participate on behalf of painters or writers who don't have time. The agency fee is determined by the distance and the number of items, and this fee will become the club's activity fund.

There were no major comic conventions in the past two weeks, so they were relatively free. But a few days ago, a woman suddenly contacted them and wanted to entrust them to promote a number of personal magazines.

The locations are in front of various stations with heavy passenger flow in Tokyo, where these personal magazines are displayed like stalls at comic conventions, except that no fees are charged. In order to speed up the promotion, water and food are even given away as gifts.

Excluding those who had asked for leave due to personal matters, there were 33 people in their club who could go out to help with promotion, and each group was composed of two people. He happened to be extra, so he contracted a station by himself.

But he had some "problems" today. Since there was no one traveling with him to urge him, he overslept and only woke up in the afternoon when he received a call from others. He hurriedly drove to the Beika Station to set up a stall, but before he finished delivering all the goods, he was arrested by the Metropolitan Police Department.

What crime did he commit? He promoted books, not bombs or potassium cyanide! —— Even the criminals who really promoted bombs may not be caught so quickly, right? ! ?

After hearing what the student said, the two people in charge of the interrogation looked at each other, and one of them picked up a personal journal.

"Do you know what's printed inside?"

The student felt even more wronged: "Of course I know! Everyone in our club has seen it! But...but..."

“…Is there anything wrong with the content?”

When the club members first heard the woman's request, they were all stunned. This was the first time they had seen such complete self-giving behavior.

Some people were worried that it was a scam, and more people were worried that it was illegal, such as the reading material of an evil organization, so after the manuscript and sample issues arrived, they read them carefully.

After I finished reading it, I found that it was the daily life of police academy students.

There is just too much description of their appearance. The author always spends a lot of time and effort to describe how handsome they are.

Someone in the club recognized the girl on the cover as Hojo Tobiko, and then they learned that she was controversial because the reasoning techniques in her novel could be realized. After that, they went to ask the client, and the client generously admitted it after paying the money.

——【Yes, that’s her. Since she can no longer write detective stories, she started writing stories about police officers who were originally supporting characters in detective stories.】

——【It’s a pity that she has received so much criticism that it is difficult for her to publish her works normally... As her supporter, I want to help her. I hope more people can see the new stories she has worked hard to write.】

The college student ended his reminiscing, feeling more aggrieved and confused.

"It's a story about police academy students. Except for a clown who was obviously written in as a foil, the other five are all excellent!"

"There is not a single word in it that smears the government, it's all praising you police officers!! What's wrong with such content?!"

The student argued loudly.

He doesn't understand.

If the content contained deliberate slander, it would be normal to arrest them, but these stories are all positive.

If this doesn't work, all novels on the market that feature police officers will be banned, right?!

……

Outside the interrogation room, Zhu Fujingguang, leaning on a cane, picked up a book from the confiscated box that was exactly the same as the one Aniseite gave him.

The book was turned to one of the pages——

"Who is it? Knocking on the door at this time...it's already 2:30 in the morning..."

"Sorry, I'm out of my own Band-Aids. If you have any, could you give me some?"

"What's wrong with your injury? This can't be fixed with a Band-Aid, right?"