Conan's First Love is a Profiler

Chapter 157 The real code of the note (for the big brothers)

The album is very thick and contains many photos.

The blank space under each photo records the story about the photo, which is as interesting as reading a comic strip.

However, most people’s photo albums always have photos of themselves or with their family and friends.

But in Qinghai Chuantang’s photo album, there are more people.

There is not a single photo of her to be found.

"It seems that nothing was gained."

Conan sighed and closed the photo album.

"Did you find anything, Mr. Amuro?"

Toru Amuro shook his head.

Conan stood on tiptoe and wanted to put the album back.

Unfortunately, the weight of the photo album and the height of the bookshelf made it difficult for him to move.

"careful!"

Unexpectedly, his hand slipped and the photo album hit his head, causing Conan to fall to the ground.

When Conan was about to stand up, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a box under the bed.

"and many more!"

He quickly stood up and ran over, crawled under the bed like Lao Wang, and then dragged the box out.

The box was covered with dust, which made Conan feel uncomfortable.

After a few dry coughs, he opened the paper box, which contained some small paper gadgets and a black notebook.

"this is?"

Obviously, Toru Amuro didn't know about the existence of the box, and his tone was full of confusion and curiosity.

“It should be the diary.”

Conan handed the notebook to Qinghai Chuantang, and let her decide whether to make the contents public.

After Qinghai Chuantang took it and opened it, his expression gradually changed from solemn to subtle.

Finally, he closed the book with force.

"There's nothing in here that you want."

Her reaction just now and her strange expression made Conan certain that there must be something vital hidden inside.

But now is not a good time.

"I'm a little sleepy, why don't you go back first?"

She ordered them to leave, clearly intending to get rid of them.

Perhaps the diary just now had reminded her of something.

Conan guessed so.

After the two left, Qinghai Chuantang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to rummage through the drawers, preparing to "destroy the body and cover up all traces."

The contents of this diary are indeed somewhat shameful.

He lit a fire in the open space in the courtyard, then crumpled up the pages of the notebook and threw them into the fire.

Let the flames devour it and turn it into ashes.

Suddenly it occurred to me, since we have already started a fire, shouldn’t we be roasting something?

So he contacted some friends on the road, brought them barbecue, seasonings, and beer, and prepared to set off on his journey.

That's right, she regained her memory, right after reading that damn diary.

"smell good"

Qinghai Chuantang paused, looked at the person who spoke, and was stunned.

"Little Conan, you left and came back so soon?"

After hearing this, Conan was silent for a moment.

"Three hours isn't that fast, is it? From what you said, have you recovered your memory?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, picked up a can from the bag and threw it to Conan.

He sighed, "Sure enough, I shouldn't have written a diary in the first place."

Now, Conan became even more curious about the contents of the diary.

However, he has a more important purpose.

"Sister Xiaotang, do you still have the appearance of the person who attacked you, and Honkawa Toru?"

"There were two people in the former. One of them attacked from behind, so it's unclear; the latter was wearing a hat, covering most of his face, so I couldn't see his appearance clearly. As for Honkawa Toru..."

Qinghai Chuantang hesitated for a moment and said, "He is an undercover sent to the Black Organization."

The Black Organization?

Conan was shocked, "Could it be that the one who killed him was someone from the organization?"

But if it was the Black Organization, why didn't they attack her? Was it because the patrol officer happened to arrive at that time?

"Maybe not."

Toru Motokawa has been undercover in the Black Organization for six years and is a peripheral member of the intelligence team.

After the death of Zhufu Jingguang, codenamed "Scotch Whisky", he received a mission from Qinghai Chuantang: to investigate the death of Zhufu Jingguang.

The disclosure of Zhu Fujingguang's undercover identity was by no means accidental. Someone must have leaked the news or someone deliberately handed this intelligence information to the organization.

By that time, Qinghai Chuantang had already left the organization and could not be of any help.

Now that Toru Motokawa has found her, it means that he is getting closer to the truth.

"If you are going to be an undercover agent for a long time, your experience as a police officer will be temporarily erased. This is also to protect the safety of the police. The experience will not be restored until the undercover investigation is completed."

Qinghai Chuantang used a tong to turn over the roasted beef slices and sighed, "Being an undercover agent for a long time is very difficult and painful. If it weren't for my request and entrustment at the time, he might have chosen to end this job long ago."

Maybe, in the end, there will be no death.

"Could it be that you are also a member of the police organization?"

Qinghai Chuantang paused, lowered his head, and chose to deny it.

After putting all the roast meat on the rack into the plate, Qinghai Chuantang took out the note and began to explain its meaning.

"Multiplying by 2 means two dots, which are voiced sounds; multiplying the same number means adding only one dot. Then, using the Uesugi code, we can arrange these and get the answer -"

"Shadow, danger, escape."

In the Ministry of Public Security, there is a position called Shadow Management Officer, but this position does not exist in the personnel records. It is used to handle public security affairs that cannot be made public.

It was the shadow manager who sent Toru Motokawa as an undercover agent.

Shadow is a shadow.

Wei means danger.

To escape, is to escape quickly.

"The person who leaked Zhu Fu Jingguang's undercover identity at that time might be the shadow manager. I just don't know whether he was an undercover sent by the organization from the beginning, or later switched to the black camp."

"Zhu Fu Jing Guang?"

"Codenamed 'Scotland', he is an undercover agent sent to the Black Organization by the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"He and Zhu Fu are so smart, right?"

"It's a brother."

After a pause, Qinghai Chuantang looked at him with pretended dissatisfaction: "Are you asking a hundred thousand questions?"

No, it's just that you gave me too much information and I can't digest it all at once.

After Conan finished complaining quietly in his mind, he began to organize the information given by the other party in his mind and extract the key points.

In other words, the disclosure of Zhu Fu Jingguang's undercover identity at the time was most likely done deliberately by someone.

And this person is the shadow administrator.

After Honkawa Toru came to the conclusion, someone shot and killed him. If it weren't for the patrol officer's feeling, she might have thought that there was something important in the USB drive.

It is very likely that this is the real information about the "Shadow Administrator".

"This USB drive has been specially processed. If you plug it into a normal computer, it will only display the learning materials."

As if seeing through what he was thinking, Qinghai Chuantang began to explain: "And there is only one computer that can open the USB drive and view the real information inside."

Conan heard it and asked quickly: "Where is it?"

"Police Department, Confidential Files Central Control Management Office."

Conan instantly became like an eggplant hit by frost.

"However, the USB drive contains information about the shadow administrator and the organization."

Conan was immediately excited when he heard this, "Then let's quickly think of a way to sneak into the police station!"

"What you are doing is illegal." Qinghai Chuantang said seriously.

"For the sake of the overall situation, there is nothing we can do."

Qinghai Chuantang was very pleased after hearing this.

He took out a layout map from his pocket, unfolded it and placed it on the ground. The inspection time and the layout of the ventilation system were marked on it.

Conan was so impressed that he called him an expert: So you had this planned in advance?
"Don't be afraid, we both have cheats, and everything will be fine." Qinghai Chuantang said comfortingly.

Conan was silent for a moment, then asked, "How soon will we take action?"

"Tomorrow night at 1:45, that's when the patrols are at their weakest and it's hard to be discovered. Then, we'll meet in a dark alley nearby."

Conan nodded.

"By the way, please remember the connection code."

Conan's expression suddenly became serious. Why did he suddenly feel like an undercover agent?
"I said 'I won't sleep until the moon falls asleep', and you replied 'All the gangsters are little darlings'."

Why does it sound so weird?
Conan's expression was conflicted for a moment, "Can I change it?"

How could Qinghai Chuantang be so easy as he wished?
He said seriously, "It is because it is strange that it is special. This way, no spies will sneak in among us, understand?"

Conan nodded, that made sense.

"Okay, start eating. Otherwise, if it gets cold later, it will get stuck in your teeth."

As he spoke, Qinghai Chuantang put the freshly grilled meat on a plate and handed it to him.

The next day, at one o'clock in the morning.

"The moon sleeps but I don't."

"Thugs are all little darlings."

For some reason, Conan always felt ashamed when he said this.

"I brought the goods. Did you bring the money?"

"what?"

Conan was confused. Isn't this part in the script?

"Sorry, I just got caught up in the drama for a moment."

Qinghai Chuantang said this and walked out from the darkness.

Wearing a black agent suit, he looks very capable and has quite a strong aura.

Perhaps to be on the safe side, she disguised herself to look more ordinary, so that when she walked down the street, there was a 50% chance that she would look like someone else.

As expected, knowing the art of disguise means you can do whatever you want?
"Sister Xiaotang, are you looking at me?"

Conan smiled ingratiatingly.

To be honest, he was still a little nervous.

"Don't worry, I won't really let you go. You just stay in the ventilation duct. If anything goes wrong, just run away immediately."

Qinghai Chuantang was planned early.

The route map given to Conan leads to a vent that can be seen directly on the screen of the large computer.

If discovered, I am sure I can escape.

If Conan sees that the situation is not right, he can just return along the same route from the vent without attracting other people's attention.

"I won't leave you alone."

Conan's eyes were firm, "Besides, with Dr. Agasa's invention, both of us will be safe."

When the other party slowly took out an invisibility cloak from his backpack, Qinghai Chuantang immediately called him an expert!

However, it is not as magical as often seen in movies and TV dramas. It is just a trick, just like what Qinghai Chuantang once did.

As long as no one noticed anything unusual, the two would be relatively safe.

"Conan."

Qinghai Chuantang called out his name very solemnly.

Then he said seriously, "In fact, you only need to hold the bow and stand in the corner, just like you reasoned in your daily life, and you can achieve the perfect invisibility effect.

Conan laughed and said: I don’t believe you!

(End of this chapter)