Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Amuro Toru and Conan met at a coffee shop outside. After telling Conan everything, Amuro Toru looked around in surprise: "Has Xiaoguang gone home? Shouldn't he be with you at this time?"

"Xiao Guang had a car accident at noon." Conan looked at the sign on the phone that there was no signal at all, and guessed that Amuro Toru was carrying a relatively powerful signal blocking device.

"Car accident?"

"Concussion." Conan exhaled, "In order to protect Huibara, you should have seen the news about a foreigner carrying a bomb and dying in the explosion outside the new police station? Huibara was nearby at the time and was affected. Xiaoguang was hit by a car in order to protect her. Fortunately, Uncle Maori blocked most of the impact for them."

Amuro Toru raised his hand and pushed his hair back: "This is the third time, right? Concussion."

"Yeah." Conan couldn't help but complain, "He's probably going to get concussions as well after his habitual sprains."

"There's no such thing as a habitual concussion." Amuro Toru pressed his forehead. "I'll have Kazami pass you the general information. If there's anything, you can contact Kazami and ask him to notify me."

"You're still in this busy area with a bomb?" Conan wondered.

"I'm in the safe house provided by the organization, underground. I'll be back soon."

Conan's expression was subtle: "The organization's protection of code-named members? Aren't they surprised that you got into trouble with some kind of rival that caused the bomb to be planted?"

"Xiao Guang brought him here." Amuro Toru explained, "No matter what, he is the head of the Tokyo District Intelligence Group."

"By the way, what is Xiaoguang's code name?"

"You do not know?"

"He doesn't say."

"Then wait until he is willing to tell you." After leaving a few bills to pay the bill, Toru Amuro stood up and left.

Conan quickly followed behind Amuro Toru. He did not install a locator for Amuro Toru because signal shielding was useless. He could only follow him from a distance. After watching Amuro Toru and Kazami Yuya meet and talk for a few words, they went to a public telephone booth to make a call. Then he put on a baseball cap, looked around casually, and went directly into the elevator of an old real estate building.

"Is the organization's safe house under this building?" Conan was stunned. "Is it so easy to track it?" He began to suspect that Amuro Toru had leaked the information to him on purpose, because this was too much of a leak.

Never mind, the problem now is Pramya.

"But in a place like Shibuya where every inch of land is valuable, there is actually a single building for a real estate development? Even if it's not big, it's a bit too conspicuous." Conan looked at the pumpkin lanterns all over the street and said to himself.

After returning to the basement, Toru Amuro was taken to a laboratory-like place by Armagnac. Armagnac pointed to a chair and said, "That's it. We modified the original experimental equipment, fixed it all over your body, and then cut it with technology accurate to millimeters."

"Fixed? Just fixed?" Toru Amuro looked at the seat hesitantly.

"Yes, look at the leather straps above. These have just been fastened on, and the threads haven't been removed yet. If you're worried, you can check it yourself. By the way, I'll also give you an injection of muscle relaxant to prevent you from having a stress reaction."

Amuro Toru looked unhappy: "Isn't that too exaggerated?"

"I have to make sure that you don't suddenly struggle and cause the things inside the bomb to become unbalanced. Don't worry, we are all code members, are you afraid that I will do something bad to you?"

When Toru Amuro sat on the chair, a huge helmet was put down to block his view.

"What is this?" Amuro Toru was a little panicked.

"It's nothing. I'm just blocking your view of the cutting knife. It'll be good for your mentality. To be honest, this cutting knife was modified from our experimental equipment. It looks a bit exaggerated."

Toru Amuro felt a needle prick his neck, but it didn't hurt. He soon relaxed and his mind seemed to be still clear.

It felt like less than five minutes had passed. The helmet moved, Amuro's perspective line was restored, and Armagnac was holding a plate with a neck ring cut from the front. "It's been taken off. This muscle relaxant is effective for ten minutes. You will be able to move freely in five minutes."

The buckles on the chair armrests had all been loosened. Armagnac put the plate on the table at the side and took out a collar that looked exactly like the one on the other. "We made several models of your bomb in the same 1:1 ratio for cutting experiments. Would you like to take one as a souvenir?"

"Is it okay? By the way, can you give me that bomb too?" Toru Amuro gestured at the things on the plate with his eyes.

“Of course.” Armagnac smiled and placed the neck ring model on the tray.

"Then can I leave here now?" Amuro Toru felt his body slowly regaining consciousness.

"Yes, but it's late. Do you want to go to the lounge and take a nap before going back?"

"No, I'll leave the dog with someone else. It will get anxious if it's too long."

After confirming that Toru Amuro had left the building, Armagnac returned to the room, walked to the operating table and pressed a few buttons.

A small white door flipped over and Armagnac walked into it. There was another room inside. Six researchers gathered in front of a display screen and talked. When they saw him come in, they bowed their heads respectfully. One of the women with glasses said, "Master Armagnac, Master Bourbon's electronic data has been archived."

"What about your body?"

"It has been put into the biological warehouse." The woman with glasses nodded with a smile, "It will be sent to Laboratory No. 2 tomorrow."

"We'll deliver it tonight. Be discreet and use a logistics truck."

"Yes, Lord Armagnac."

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The next day, Conan and the Junior Detective League were taken to meet Muranaka Inspector Masaru and his fiancée.

When they went to help his fiancée get the gift, they encountered a time bomb. Fortunately, everyone escaped without any injury.

Toru Amuro came out and found Subaru Okiya.

"Are you here to get photos from me?" Okiya Subaru waved his cell phone.

"Don't joke, I need to know more specific information. Does the FBI have other undercover agents in the organization?" Walking into the study, Toru Amuro was not surprised to see that the desk inside had been replaced with a brown oak desk.

"Yes, but I will not share this information with the public security. If you want, you have to send a higher-level person in charge to negotiate with me." Okiya Subaru gently tossed the phone up and then caught it.

"Oh, as far as I know, you don't even have your FBI identity anymore?" Toru Amuro laughed.

"As far as I know, your boss Kuroda has resigned because of the Metropolitan Police Department incident, right? Do you know who your new boss is? Oh, yes, the next general election in Japan hasn't started yet, and the power struggle is complicated. There's still a "deputy" above his head, so no decision can be made."

"Then who do you want to talk to, the sculpture?" Amuro Toru chuckled.

"...Are you the only one left in your unit who can take on the responsibility?"

Amuro Toru's tone was calm: "So do you want to say something now? Or should you continue to keep the information in your hand as a treasure?"

Subaru Okiya stroked his chin and thought for a while: "Interesting. Although I know that there has been a major change in the upper echelons of Japan recently, I didn't expect that the public security has reached this level. Did Kuroda really resign? I thought he was just hiding behind the scenes."

"Don't keep trying to get information from me, but your FBI is in turmoil over there, right? Former FBI Director Alan was once again affected by a random shooting in the square shortly after returning to the country, and is still lying in bed." Amuro Toru sneered.

Subaru Okiya made a truce gesture: "Okay, I can show you a video. It should contain the uncensored voice of that adult. I hope you can listen to it. After all, the public security is knowledgeable, right?"

Toru Amuro did not continue to mock, but took the phone handed to him by Subaru Okiya and watched the video on it carefully.

It was a man sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the screen, taking over a person wrapped in cloth.

"Oh, my poor child." The person in the wheelchair touched the head of the person in his arms.

Toru Amuro noticed the blonde hair hanging down the side of the person wrapped in cloth, and his hand holding the phone tightened.

Until the wheelchair was pushed away, only the biological chamber remained on the screen.

"I don't know why they would clone this? According to the thinking of ordinary people, with this technology, cloning something more valuable is the best choice." Okiya Subaru wanted to take his phone back, but when he took it from Amuro Toru, he didn't twitch at all. "If you really want to watch it a few more times, I can send it to you."

Amuro Toru let go of his hand with a dark face: "This video has been edited, where is the original video? The person being hugged should have shown his face."

"Oh, the scene where he called daddy was deleted. Because it involves privacy."

"..." Amuro Toru glanced at Okiya Subaru who was smiling with narrowed eyes, thinking that you had just revealed that private information, "Xiao Guang knows? This video?"

"I showed him the uncensored version." Subaru Okiya tapped his phone a few times, "Tell me your email address so I can send it to you."

Amuro Toru reluctantly gave a string of addresses, and Okiya Subaru hummed, tapped the screen and played the video: "Do you remember the sounds in here?"

Amuro Toru did have an impression of the researcher's voice, which was Armagnac. But he shook his head calmly, "It's very unfamiliar. He used a voice changer when he video-chatted with us. Is the voice in this video really his original voice?"

"Yes, that's his original voice. But we have an inference..."

Amuro Toru looked into Okiya Subaru's eyes: "We?"

Subaru Okiya coughed and said, "My colleague deduced that the boss of the organization is actually Karasuma Renya."

"Karasuma Group." Amuro Toru frowned, "If it's them..."

"One of the three largest financial groups in Japan, that's troublesome, right?"

Amuro Toru glanced at his phone and confirmed that the email had been received: "I'll pay attention to it."

"Wait, don't you have any intelligence to share? I see the bomb around your neck has been removed, right? Has that laboratory been explored? I haven't been back in since I quit last time. Did they not notice my infiltration at all?" Subaru Okiya hid his phone in his bag, showing his suspicion.

"Yes, there doesn't seem to be too many camera surveillance in this laboratory, which doesn't seem like the organization's habit." Toru Amuro nodded and also had doubts.

"Perhaps this place is special." Okiya Subaru thought, "I only saw a few empty biological chambers. But I only explored about half of the unmanned rooms. You have come out, right? I will continue to check tomorrow night."