Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

Toru Amuro, who likes to find fault with the FBI, didn't notice anything wrong.

"By the way, Mr. Amuro, do you know what happened to the accident? Who is the culprit?" Kudo Shinichi asked the same question as the previous teacher.

Seeing him ask this, Toru Amuro felt a little helpless.

He knew that Kudo Shinichi was willing to give and even sacrifice for others - the fact that he let Hojo Shinji escape first in the Ark was the best proof - but sometimes, he pursued the truth too much, which caused him to ignore the feelings of others.

Of course, this is not malicious. It's just that he is still young. This 14-year-old boy needs more experience to become a truly excellent detective.

This time, Toru Amuro answered, "He is the only son of a conglomerate chairman, and the cause of the accident was a vehicle failure."

I don’t know if it was due to pressure from the consortium or other factors, but the media did not report this traffic accident at all. The teachers only knew about it because the family members informed them personally.

The young master of the consortium was taken back by his parents on the day of the accident and was not detained. He was very frightened and repeatedly said that something cold and soft was wrapped around his feet, forcing him to step on the accelerator, and he did not hit anyone on purpose.

Toru Amuro has met many second-generation wealthy people. Some of them have good family education, while others will do evil. This time, he intuitively felt that what the other party said was true.

Kudo Shinichi frowned tightly and continued to mutter something.

Toru Amuro didn't say anything else, his eyes fell on the other man who appeared at the door.

The man was dressed in black and his appearance could only be described as terrifying. There were more than one knife wound and burns caused by iron blocks on his face. His chin was deformed and twisted, and his jaw could not close at all.

Coupled with that gloomy face, the deterrent effect was even more amazing. The visitors at the scene let out a low cry of surprise, and the foreign language teacher even gasped and hid behind.

"He is Hojo's father."

The Chinese teachers who visited the homes of the students here told them the identities of the other party and reminded them not to be rude.

The other teachers looked at each other and said nothing. But the crowd not far from them could be heard whispering, and their eyes were darting around, thinking they were being very discreet but in fact being extremely conspicuous.

"..."

Toru Amuro suddenly felt even more sad than when he heard of Hojo Shinji's death.

This is a kind of sympathy for one's own kind.

……

Before entering Minato Ward Middle School as a teacher, Toru Amuro used the public security resources to conduct a preliminary investigation to see if there were anyone worthy of attention, and listed several targets.

Hojo Shinji is one of them.

——His father was a public security policeman in the Metropolitan Police Department and worked as an undercover agent for several years. During his investigation into a gang organization, he was unfortunately exposed and tortured.

Although the police received the news and rescued him immediately, he was already dying. He finally saved his life, but his face was forever left with such a scary scar.

Toru Amuro had heard about this undercover case during his training.

The boss commented that he had a sense of justice in his heart. He gave up his own family for the country, kept his wife a secret, and never visited his children. I remember that when this senior went undercover, his son was just born and his daughter only had...

Amuro Toru suddenly got stuck.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly calculated her age - if she hadn't dropped out of school, she would be a senior in high school now, five years older than Hojo Shinji, who was only five years old at that time.

Toru Amuro looked behind Mr. Hojo, where the girl was standing.

...He should have heard of such a simple thing at that time, why didn't he react just now?

Toru Amuro felt confused, an indescribable awkward and strange feeling shrouded his heart.

Hojo Shinji's sister, Hojo Toika, was wearing a black kimono common at funerals today, and the makeup on her face was a little... a little too much. It wouldn't be a big deal at normal times, but it shouldn't be like that at a funeral. Was it to cover up the traces of crying?

Amuro Toru was confused, and at this moment, she turned her head and their eyes met in the air.

He saw her expression change, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying or unexpected. Her eyes widened as wide as possible, and she even subconsciously took a step back.

Then--

She turned around and ran up to the second floor!

"...?"

Amuro Toru was stunned again.

The scene caused another commotion. People around changed the topic from discussing Mr. Hojo's scary appearance to discussing her strange behavior.

Toru Amuro looked down at his clothes to make sure he was not being disrespectful, then looked around to make sure there was no scary presence around him.

...Then why did she run away?

Just when Amuro Toru was confused, he saw a figure appear at the door again.

He wore glasses, held a black umbrella, wore black trousers and a hoodie of the same color, and carried a guitar bag on his back. He seemed to blend in with the visitors around him, but in fact he was out of place - even students would not wear such casual clothes to a funeral.

This time when the two looked at each other, Toru Amuro saw him nod to him imperceptibly, then turn and leave.

Amuro Toru's heart trembled. He recognized the other person's identity and understood the subtext. He immediately found a reason to say goodbye to the teacher and Kudo Shinichi beside him, picked up an umbrella and ran out.

……

The two men in black stopped in an alley some distance away from the Hojo residence.

The man in the black hoodie looked up at the sky: "Sure enough...it's going to rain..."

The big raindrops hit the umbrella, making his muttering unclear. Amuro Toru didn't hear what he said, and a sneer appeared on his face, which was completely different from the one inside.

He looked at the glasses on the other man's face and said, "When did you need to wear these, Glenn?"

Chapter 117 The Sin of Pride

"Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Amuro Toru's tone was very unfriendly.

While speaking, the look he gave the other person revealed undisguised contempt.

This was his true attitude towards the members of the organization. He hated every one of them from the bottom of his heart. He had to be careful with Rum Gin and others, not to show too much malice and thus arouse suspicion, but he didn't need to deliberately restrain himself with the person in front of him.

After all, many people in the organization have this attitude towards him, especially male members.

Because his orientation is quite special.

——Glenn, actually likes men.

……

For some things, no matter how they are expressed in artistic works, no matter how the official voices call for non-discrimination, when encountered in real life, most people's first reaction is disgust.

Especially since this is a criminal organization, the wind of political correctness cannot blow in, and there is no need to be hypocritical in this regard.

Because of his special orientation, Glenn has suffered from exclusion since he was a teenager... Of course, he deserved it, as he had harassed some male members, such as Binga, who was also under Rum's command.

Toru Amuro knew this thanks to Binga, who disliked him and told him to be "careful" in a sarcastic tone. Otherwise, it would be difficult for an undercover agent who joined as an adult to know such private information.

He personally didn't care whether a member of the organization liked men or women. He just remembered another thing that Rum mentioned when he told him about the school trip not long ago.

——Gin suspects that Glenn has been replaced and asks others to pay more attention.

Amuro Toru knows clearly that this kind of member who is marginalized but has guaranteed loyalty, has access to important tasks, and is a loner and is tacitly accepted by the upper echelons is indeed a good replacement candidate, but it is difficult to implement in practice.

It is easy to change your appearance, but what about the identity information such as DNA, fingerprints, and irises on the intranet? The intranet database of an organization is not so easy to break into. If any force had this ability, the organization would have been destroyed long ago.

Rum himself had the same idea, thinking that Gin was just being paranoid again. He just reminded his men a few words, but did not ask anyone to conduct a thorough investigation, let alone lock Glenn up.

Toru Amuro was thinking a lot, but in reality only a few seconds had passed.

He looked at the bottle of whiskey in front of him, which had only been given a code name not long ago even though he had joined the organization for many years. His eyes moved from the thick lenses to his unshaved chin, and finally fell on the necklace on the outside of his neck.

...What kind of necklace is that? What does the pendant look like?

"It's just a disguise."

Glenn, the sniper, answered calmly. He was not angry at all. His experiences as a teenager made him a man of few words, and he rarely had verbal confrontations with others. "When is your school trip?"

Hearing him suddenly mention this, Amuro Toru frowned slightly: "Why are you asking this?"

"From what day to what day?" Glenn asked, staring at him.

"November 11th to 5th."

Toru Amuro replied that this was not a secret and could be found by searching on the official website of Minato Middle School.

In addition to being concerned about his multiple jobs, this special date is also the reason why Toru Amuro does not want to go abroad.

——Kenji Hagiwara died on November 4, four years ago.

In order to seek revenge, Matsuda applied several times and finally transferred from the explosive ordnance disposal team to the criminal department. He and Hiro, two undercover agents, were unable to help, so they could only take time to visit the grave the day before.

And the bomber who killed Hagiwara might commit another crime on this day.

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The second floor of the Hojo family home.

Hojo Toika stayed in the bedroom that she alone occupied, holding her face with her hands, her fair cheeks flushed red with shyness.

Her mind was filled with the scene she had just seen, and she was so excited that she almost fainted.

zero……

The Zero she liked actually came to her house!

He is really handsome! He looks especially handsome in that black suit! But why did Zero come? What is his identity? How does Shinji know him? Why didn't he tell her? Does Zero know her? She...she...

Hojo Tobiko was halfway through her thought when she looked at the mirror with embarrassment and annoyance.

Just now her father said that her makeup was not suitable and forcibly dragged her out to remove it. She had no choice but to remove her original exquisite makeup and put on a set of light makeup.

What a rubbish father, actually letting his daughter meet people in such an imperfect posture...

She complained in her heart and angrily went to rummage through her drawers, wanting to put on some beautiful makeup again, when suddenly there was a commotion downstairs.

Hojo Tobiko quickly adjusted her clothes and hair in front of the mirror, left the room like a lady, and walked away gracefully and elegantly. She wanted to show her most beautiful side to the character she loved.

But she was soon disappointed, as Furuya Rei was not there.

In the center of the crowd was a woman who looked very difficult to deal with. She held her chin high. It was she who had made the noise just now. Next to her stood a man with a bad face.

Hojo Toika was stunned for a moment, but quickly recognized the other person's identity.

They are the parents of the perpetrators.

The couple was also present when Shinji's body was brought back that day. The woman held her son, who was a size older than her, in her arms the entire time, kissing, hugging and comforting him like a breastfeeding baby. Not only did she not apologize to them, she glared at them fiercely.