On the possibility of Gin's younger brother taking his older brother away

Takeshita was already waiting on the road outside the abandoned park.

After sending a message to Qian Yuanqiu, he lit a cigarette, rested his elbow lazily on the car window, and looked into the distance vaguely.

Seeing the children so motivated, shouldn’t I also take action?

"Bang!!!"

Suddenly, an explosion drew his attention and he frowned and looked towards the warehouse.

The explosions continued, the raging flames danced wildly and twisted, and the debris produced by the fire flew all over the sky.

"Hey...it's such a big deal."

Takeshita frowned and looked at the exploded warehouse with worry.

His brows didn't relax until a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

He put out the cigarette in his hand to destroy the body and waved his hand to disperse the smell of smoke. After doing all this, he got out of the car to greet him.

Qian Yuanqiu wrinkled his nose, looked up and said with disdain: "Are you still smoking because you want to die early?"

"Stinky boy!"

In this moment of distraction, Qian Yuanqiu had already passed him and walked towards the truck on the side of the road.

Seeing that the person behind him didn't catch up, he turned around and urged: "Hey, I'm busy, hurry up."

The young man's brows were slightly furrowed, but his expression was as cold as ever.

"well."

Takeshita strode after him, walking side by side with Chihara Aki, and tilted his head slightly to gauge the expression of the person next to him.

This was his first exposure to what Chihara Aki was currently doing.

This gaze is unobstructed and hard to ignore.

Qian Yuanqiu couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Ok?"

Takeshita was stunned for a moment and looked away.

"I always feel that you have changed a little from before. Is it because of your current job?"

Qian Yuanqiu looked up at the sky with a vague look in his eyes. He should be talking about himself before rebirth compared to now.

"……Yeah?"

The vague answer did not resolve Takeshita's doubts.

Takeshita looked at the child who lowered his head again.

Now, even the information dealer with perfect communication skills found it difficult to deal with. The questioning skills that could be used on ordinary people were useless to this sensitive child.

It seemed like he couldn't do anything to Qian Yuanqiu from the very beginning.

They met on a dark and rainy night.

Takeshita looked at a child lying face down on the ground in the distance. When he got closer, he found that he was covered in blood and mud and looked in a miserable state.

He picked up the child and looked into his numb and dull eyes, as if he saw his own childhood self.

Out of pity for the child, or perhaps to make up for the regret of having no one to help him when he was young.

Anyway, he took the child home.

Along the way, the child was like a lifeless puppet, neither speaking nor moving.

Even when faced with police questioning, he showed no reaction, and this situation lasted for a whole week.

Finally, on the eighth day, after he had collected the children's plates as usual, a barely perceptible sound was heard.

"elder brother."

These were the first words the child said to him.

At that time, he naturally thought that he was being called, but when he saw the lifeless eyes, he realized that it seemed not to be the case.

Thinking back to the present, Takeshita asked hesitantly: "Is what you are doing now making you unhappy?"

Qian Yuanqiu glanced at him quickly.

The man looked straight ahead with a serious expression, even a little nervous.

This look made Qian Yuanqiu couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then a nonchalant smile appeared on his face again.

He spread his hands and said in a casual tone: "Uncle, what are you worried about? I'm not unhappy."

Rather, what he is doing now is exactly what he has always dreamed of.

That's good.

Takeshita was relieved a little, and took over the conversation and retorted unhappily: "There's no need to call me uncle, I'm only 11 years older than you."

"Oh, really? Do you want me to call you brother?"

Chihara Aki showed an expression that said, "No way, is it really okay for him to force others to call him brother when he is obviously an uncle?" and blinked embarrassedly.

"Hey, that's too much."

While they were talking, the two had already walked to the car.

After we got seated, the truck loaded with goods quickly drove out of the abandoned park without encountering any other vehicles along the way.

Looking at the spreading black smoke from the rearview mirror, Takeshita couldn't help but complain:

“Are the Tokyo police so busy? Even an abandoned industrial park should be taken seriously.”

I had clearly called the fire department and the Metropolitan Police Department before setting off, pretending to be a concerned citizen.

Qian Yuanqiu didn't care about how quickly the police arrived. Rather, the later the evidence was discovered, the more thoroughly it would be burned, and the more favorable the situation would be for him.

Takeshita is somewhat right.

As the frequency of crime in Neon has increased in recent years, the police have become increasingly busy.

Tragedies caused by trivial matters or misunderstandings occur frequently, and the crime index rises sharply, but no one realizes this.

Everyone will just sigh and then continue to live their lives, even if the murder is happening right next to them.

Everyone's subconscious mind is disturbed by the T-80.

In order to delay the progress of the main storyline, time and seasons were messed up by it.

The malice in people's hearts is infinitely magnified, and often a small thing will turn into a crime. All of this is to consume Edogawa Conan's energy.

If this continues, society will be in turmoil and the final result will be collapse.

That couldn't be worse.

Qian Yuanqiu lowered his head and sent a message to the number given to him by Sazerac, telling the other party that he had brought out the stolen goods and needed him to send someone to take over.

"you can go now."

When they arrived at the receiving location, Qian Yuanqiu couldn't wait to drive people away.

Takeshita calmly accepted his identity as a used and discarded tool, and reluctantly responded with "OK" and got off the car.

Finally, he turned around and asked, "You said before that this mission was not right. Do you want me to help you investigate it?"

"No, I'm overthinking it."

Qian Yuanqiu didn't want the people around him to get involved in the organization's affairs, so he refused casually.

It is enough to let Takeshita investigate what is happening outside the organization.

"What a brave child... I'm leaving now."

Takeshita said something meaningless, shrugged and left.

"what?"

Qian Yuanqiu looked at the man's back in confusion. The man seemed to have eyes on his back and waved his hand.

After the man left, Qian Yuanqiu began to think about the mission.

The night he received the assignment, he went to find Takeshita, who was an intelligence dealer.

The intelligence on the Morita Group was unexpectedly easy to find, but it was far less than the level of ordinary missions.

Qian Yuanqiu guessed that there must be something hidden behind this task.

So he asked Jiro Oda who he bought the goods from.

Organizations hate betrayal, and perhaps this is a breakthrough.

Because of the assessment task, Sazerac gave him temporary access to the intranet, where he could view the information of the organization's non-codename members.

Makoto Teshima's information is very simple. He has no father or mother and has been wandering since childhood. By chance, he joined the organization and became an outer member.

His abilities are acceptable, but because of his gambling addiction, he has always been on the periphery.

Not long after, the people sent by Sazerac arrived.

The man was still dressed in black. He nodded with a sluggish face as a greeting, sat in the driver's seat and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Qian Yuanqiu also opened the passenger door and sat in. The man turned to look at him in confusion.

The young man in the passenger seat curled his eyes and smiled good-naturedly:

"Friend, let's make a deal. Can you take me to Point 12?"

Base No. 12 is the number of the outer base where Makoto Teshima is located.

The man didn't say anything, just turned around and started the car silently.

Chihara Aki leaned back in her chair with satisfaction, not expecting to get any information from the man, and continued to look at Teshima Makoto's information.

The two arrived at Point 12 in silence without saying a word.

"Thank you."

The man in black did not respond. He watched the young man turn into the alley through the rearview mirror, then took out his cell phone and made a call.

He reported to the person on the other end of the phone: "He went to No. 12...Okay, I'm returning to the base now."

The vehicle restarted and drove away.

Qian Yuanqiu walked out of the alley and looked in the direction where the car disappeared, not knowing what to think.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and walked into the alley again.

At the end of the alley, turn right and a new street will appear before you.

This street is nicknamed "Happy Street" by those in the know, and many people come here at night to seek short-lived happiness.

It was afternoon, and most shops were not open yet, so their doors were closed.

Site No. 12 is disguised as an ordinary nightclub and is not conspicuous on a street with countless similar shops.

Qian Yuanqiu found this nightclub, avoided the hooligans loitering in front of the door, and pushed the door open.

There were not many people in the store because it was not yet business hours, and there was only a young man sitting lazily at the front desk.

He looked up and saw that the person coming was just a young man in ordinary clothes. He looked away without any interest and said in a dragging voice: "The store is closed now. Come back in the evening if you need anything."

"I'm looking for Teshima Makoto."