I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

In front of Shiodome Park, Hiroshi Otoi, who had taken off his disguise, was smoking under the dim streetlight.

"Is it so fast? Have you got the stuff?" Kuroba Kaito ran over.

"Well, that Conan guy is going to be furious." Hiroshi Otoi smiled and blew out a puff of smoke.

"Good cooperation!" Kuroba Kaito stretched out his hand and high-fived Otoi Hiro.

Otoi Hiroshi looked behind Kaito Kuroba, "Where is Grandpa Terai?"

"I told him to go back first." Kuroba Kaito looked at the helicopter still circling in the sky.

"OK, we can call it a day tonight." Hiroshi Otoi put out his cigarette butts and got on the Harley motorcycle on the side of the road.

"Wow, that's so cool." Kuroba Kaito jumped onto the seat easily, "When did you buy the motorcycle?"

"Today, I saw Mr. Jiroji having a lot of fun, so I bought one."

"Hey... the young master of the Otoi family is so willful."

The dark motorcycle galloped through the black night, its roar echoing through the streets.

"Kaito, can you stop hugging me and touching me?" Otoi Hiroshi said in disgust.

"You were riding too fast!"

……

After sending Kuroba Kaito home, Otoi Hiro just returned to the apartment when he received a message from Gin.

"Come to the base—Gin."

"Would you like to bring a cigarette? - Raki."

"Yes. -Gin"

Otoi Hiroshi looked at the information on the screen and sighed, "What are you doing at night?"

But maybe I haven't seen him for a long time, so I simply threw the gems in the apartment and drove my Ferrari to the base.

"Hey, Luck, long time no see." Vodka was carefully wiping Gin's Porsche at the door.

"Why are you cleaning your car so late at night? It's not the guy from Gin who's trying to hurt you again, right?" Hiroshi Otoi took out a hanzi and threw it to the vodka.

Vodka reached out to take it and lit it directly, "No, because I just came back today and the car has been left for too long and it is very dirty. Brother is a clean person."

"Really? I really didn't see it." Hiroshi Otoi muttered, "Where is he?"

"Right inside."

When Hiroshi Otoi entered the interior, he was immediately startled.

Gin was sitting there smoking, Belmode was holding a glass of red wine and chatting with Bourbon, while Chianti and Cohen were wiping their sniper rifles that could never hit anyone.

"You're here, Lark." Gin raised his head.

"Eh...it's really lively. By the way, what have you been doing lately?" Hiroshi Otoi threw a pack of Hanako to Gin.

Gin took Huazi, and his originally cold face seemed to soften a little, "I have been busy abroad for a while, and recently organized some rats to deal with them."

"By the way, why are you calling me here so late?" Otoi Hiroshi sat down on the chair.

"What do you say?"

Gin turned his head coldly, looking at Otoi Hiroshi with a sinister look that made him feel uncomfortable.

Has it been revealed that he was an undercover agent?

Although, my identity is all fake, what can I expose?

So Otoi Hiroshi said nonchalantly: "I don't know."

"Because you haven't participated in the organization's activities recently, that gentleman is a little angry. Your performance in the past three months has been lost." Gin said lightly.

Otoi Hiroshi looked at him with wide eyes, "Do we still have performance?!"

At this time, Belmod came over with his arms crossed: "Gin, I didn't expect you to tell such a cold joke."

Otoi Hiroshi glanced at her blankly, then looked at Gin.

There was no expression on his face, and it didn't look like he was joking at all.

"Am I the one who was poor in performance for those three months?" Otoi Hiroshi said inexplicably.

"Hahahaha," Belmod's chest trembled as he laughed, "You're really right."

Gin's expression did not change, but he pushed a document on the table over, "This is your mission."

Otoi Hiroshi blinked, Qin-chan also has an inexplicably cute side.

However, he still took the information and looked through it.

"Well, there was a crustal change in a mining field within the borders of the Kingdom of Vesbania. The Mohorovich discontinuity, which should normally be 10 kilometers underground, suddenly rose to the surface, and unknown ores were discovered in it. ——Besbanian Ore.”

After reading this, Hiroshi Otoi suddenly raised his head, "Besbania ore?"

"Well," Gin nodded, "it's an ore that can achieve ultimate invisibility."

"Does that kind of thing really exist in the world?" Hiroshi Otoi held his chin and leaned on the table. "If it does, I have some ideas. I can hide myself and peek into the women's locker room or sneak into the divorce zone. A single woman with two children, or something like that..."

"Although I appreciate your wisdom, you may be disappointed." Gin took out a cigarette and looked at Otoi Hiroshi.

Otoi Hiroshi handed over the lighter very sensibly.

"Lark is really interesting." Belmode sat down unceremoniously on Otoi Hiroshi's lap and crossed his beautiful legs, and gently put his slender arms on his neck.

Gin narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing.

"So, what is that ore used for?" Hiroshi Otoi secretly pinched her plump buttocks.

Belmode took pains and glared at him secretly.

Gin lit the cigarette and put the lighter into his pocket, "Isolate radar signals. That kind of ore can maximize the stealth effect of fighter jets."

"Although ferrite as a radio wave absorbing material is constantly improving, it can only make it difficult for the opponent to detect in the early stage, and it is not truly invisible." Belmod's long nails continued to touch Otoi Hiroshi's neck. Paddling back and forth.

At this time, Chianti and Cohen had already gone to the gun store, and Bourbon had left without knowing when.

Only Gin was sitting next to him, smoking "bursts", and the swirling smoke seemed to be on fire.

Hiroshi Otoi became bolder and reached out to the blind spot where Gin just couldn't see. He directly stretched out his hand and slid it down Belmod's black hip-covering skirt.

"Cough, cough, cough." Belmode coughed several times in succession, his face turning red with embarrassment.

Gin glanced at her lightly, "If you can't smoke, don't pretend here."

Belmod secretly held Otoi Hiroshi's wrist to prevent him from continuing to explore inside.

"Gin, since when did you become nosy?" she said bluntly.

Seeing Gin's face turn cold, Hiroshi Otoi asked quickly: "So the organization wants me to investigate this matter?"

"Yes. According to the news, there seems to be a lot of chaos in the Kingdom of Vespania. Please confirm what the current situation is first." Gin nodded.

"Hey, hey, are you sure it's okay for me to do such a big thing by myself?" Otoi Hiroshi said speechlessly.

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