Open an intelligence house in the world of science

Chapter 1 -001- Hanhan Vodka Wronged Baba

"So, the most powerful detective in Tokyo right now must be Shinichi Kudo!"

"Yesterday, the general manager of the Baling Bank was killed, and it was Kudo Shinichi who solved it again!"

"In my opinion, there is no prisoner in this world that Kudo Shinichi can't catch!"

Tokyo, Rice Flower.

In a certain coffee shop, a group of JKs who had just finished school were sitting together, gossiping and discussing.

The high-school detective with superb reasoning ability and handsome looks has naturally become a common topic for all girls.

"Yes, why not?"

"The prisoner with a higher IQ than Shinichi Kudo is none other than the magician under the moonlight, Kaitou Kidd!"

"Lord Kidd?"

A group of girls adored little stars.

"Hey, Mr. Kidd's business can't be regarded as stealing. He will return it after the performance."

"It turns out that everyone knows Kidd quite well."

"Of course, I'm Kidd's number one fan!"

The girls laughed happily.

Then, suddenly someone said:
"Hey... Jimeis, do you know about the information dealers?"

"Information dealer?"

Several girls were puzzled.

"It's the one that has been making a lot of noise in the underworld in Tokyo recently. The intelligence house, the employer entrusts you to buy information... It is said that as long as you have enough money, you can buy any kind of information."

"Although I haven't seen the intelligence dealer with my own eyes, I've heard a lot of rumors."

"Information dealer? Isn't it an urban legend?"

"No, it's just the circle of ordinary people, and they can't get in touch with the intelligence house at all."

"It's probably just a rumor."

"What information dealers... I've also heard that there is a version of Mihua that haunts the Gap Girl at night..."

"Hahaha."

Turning the topic from detective and phantom thief to urban legends, the girls still had a great time chatting.

After all, urban legends are just entertainment topics that people use to gossip after tea and dinner. The authenticity needs to be investigated, and most people just want to have fun and not take it too seriously.

For example, the real Kudo Shinichi or Kaitou Kidd are the objects of young girls' longing.

……

The afternoon sun makes people feel warm and comfortable.

After sitting alone in the coffee shop for a meeting, Bai Chuanyu stood up and left the seat with his backpack.

"I didn't expect to be quite famous."

The discussion of several student girls made a strange flash in his eyes.

It has been more than a year since he traveled to the world of "Detective Conan".

Because of some force majeure, he helped the owner of the original body run an intelligence house.

Information house.

As the name suggests.

It is a firm that specializes in collecting all kinds of information, choosing the right object to sell, and gaining benefits from it.

Hard to say.

The nature is no different from that of a detective agency.

It's just that it's different from those employers who come to find cats and dogs.

Most of the guests in the intelligence room are celebrities, underworld members, or some shady professionals.

For example, leaders of underground organizations, drug dealers, arms dealers, etc., some people who wander in the gray area.

In order to keep in touch with this group of people while ensuring his own safety, Bai Chuanyou had learned some fighting, the use of firearms and cold weapons, parkour, reconnaissance... and was very skilled.

Of course, these hard-core skills are all part of the original body's memory, and he just continued to take over and use them.

As for Bai Chuanyou's occupation before time travel, he was just a street light novelist, not worth mentioning.

After time travelling, he merged the memory and character of the local "Yu Shirakawa" while retaining his own memory and character.

The current him is either Bai Chuanyou, not Bai Chuanyou, or both, and a new personality has been fused through time travel.

It's pretty evil.

……

Back to his office, which is also his residence.

This is a residential area located in the center of Mihua. Bai Chuanyu lives alone in a two-story towering building.

To put it bluntly, it is a common townhouse in anime, the kind where two-dimensional protagonists have a set of staff.

The first floor is where he works, and the bedroom is on the second floor.

There is nothing special about everything, and hardly anyone visits on weekdays.

No matter how you say it, the intelligence house is considered a black market gray business. He can't hang a plaque and clearly mark it as a business, right?

——Perhaps in the eyes of the neighbors, Bai Chuanyu is just a handsome ordinary citizen.

Return to the familiar intelligence room.

Not in a hurry to go in, Bai Chuanyou hid in the distance, slowly watching his home.

Soon, in his eyes, the scene began to change.

Buildings, flow of people, cars, temperature, speed, direction...

As far as the eye can see, everything has become flowing data and three-dimensional perspective analysis diagrams.

He called this ability [analysis]. When using analysis, anything can be seen through and calculated.

The direction of kinetic energy, the magnitude of force.

When fighting, the degree of tightening of the opponent's body muscles and the way of movement.

Various ingredients in ingredients, with or without bitter almonds, etc.

As for now...

The two men in black with guns in ambush on the first floor of the villa, and the two snipers who were hundreds of meters away, aiming at his house from left to right, all appeared in front of him.

Bai Chuanyou shrugged helplessly.

It's not the first time I've seen this kind of battle.

After analyzing the shooting blind spots of the two sniper rifles with ease, he turned over and entered the villa from the blind spot where the snipers could not detect.

Then she tiptoed through the window into the living room.

It was right to go back to my own home.

Acts like a thief.

Inside the living room.

Bai Chuanyou quickened his pace, full of resentment, intending to scare the two "guests" who broke into the house from behind.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the walk, one of the silver-haired men turned his head vigilantly and pointed his gun at him.

It's like muscle memory.

Skillful, fast, pure man's quick draw...

At the same time, the big man in sunglasses beside the silver-haired man also showed a look of astonishment.

Then he imitated the silver-haired man, with a straight face, and also drew his gun and pointed at Bai Chuanyu.

Bai Chuanyu: "..."

It is clearly a Tokyo with strict gun control...

The style of painting suddenly became American.

Facing the shining two pistols.

Bai Chuanyou seemed to turn a blind eye, with a smile on his face, he asked:

"Long time no see, Lao Qin, why, last time you bought the information about Takuo Itakura, you brought the driver to thank me?"

At this moment, there was a slight surprise on Gin's face.

The front and back doors have been guarded by snipers all the time, and he and Vodka even lay in ambush here early without leaving any trace.

I could sense the existence of the two of them, sneaking in and around the back silently...

The opponent's detection ability is probably not world-class.

"How did you notice it?"

Gin put down his gun expressionlessly.

"Plus, vodka is a partner, not a driver."

"Nonsense, he drives so steadily, and follows you every time he goes on a mission. Isn't this a driver?" Bai Chuanyou said seriously.

Vodka: "???"

Cooperating with myself to follow my elder brother on missions... In the end, from the perspective of others, is he just a driver?

What the hell... What's the matter with the sudden feeling of wanting to curse someone, and then viciously pulling the trigger?

But considering that this is a peripheral member of the organization that Gin Jiu is particularly optimistic about, he also gave up this idea.

however.

Turning his head, seeing Gin showing a pensive expression, as if saying "seems to make sense", Vodka couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Brother, I actually..."

"Shut up, vodka."

Gin raised his hand impatiently.

"Wait in the car outside, and tell Chianti that they will continue to wait, and leave it to me."

"..."

Vodka nodded a little aggrieved, opened the door and left.

Bai Chuanyou, who witnessed the whole process, could not help but twitch his mouth.

Good guy.

How did you do it?

This aggrieved vodka...inexplicably, it actually made him feel a little cute?
Damn it, everyone is organized in black anyway, can you stop showing such a silly expression?
……

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