Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Lin Yucheng went to see Wuwan Renye.

This is almost his only option.

In the ancient mansion, under the dark shadows, darkness covered every corner like a thick curtain.

Karasuma Renya seemed to have been waiting for a long time. His originally shriveled and skinny body was now swallowed up by the shadows, with only a few vague outlines. The wrinkles on his face were like crisscrossed ravines, so deep that it was shocking; his turbid eyes revealed an indescribable fatigue, but at the same time flashed with madness and determination.

The old voice seemed to be squeezed out from a dilapidated bellows, hoarse and low, with a creepy tremor. Every word seemed to be spoken with all the strength in the body, but it seemed that it would be blown away by the wind in this endless darkness at any time.

It is nothing more than this for him in his twilight years, but he wants to go against fate.

"Just do as you wish."

Cointreau lowered his head even lower.

"Only success is allowed, no failure."

He stood up and left.

==

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow gradually dyes half the sky yellow.

At this moment, in the office building standing in the center of the city, the originally quiet and solemn atmosphere was gradually broken.

The civil servants who had been working hard in their offices all day began to become active as if they had woken up from a deep sleep.

Some people can't wait to plan their after-get off work activities, and many of them suggest going to a nearby pub to have a few drinks and relax their tense nerves.

As usual, Lin Xiaochen turned down all social engagements. His poor heart condition and the fact that he was not easily emotionally excited helped him avoid many ineffective social interactions.

When he returned to the apartment, the neighbors on both sides had not yet finished get off work. Lin Xiaochen had no appetite for dinner. He hurriedly ate two bites of dry bread and fell asleep - but he didn't sleep.

Someone put something against his back. If it was a gun, the bullet would have shot through Lin Xiaochen's back with just a pull of the trigger.

"Officer Lin, do you still remember me?"

"I don't remember, who are you?"

"Really? Watch out, I'll send you flying with a bomb. Great policeman."

"Hirooooo." Lin Xiaochen stood up and turned to face the black muzzle of the gun. "You can't hold back your laughter."

Zhu Fujingguang smiled and put away the gun: "Actually, this is quite dangerous. After all, what if the gun goes off accidentally?"

"I don't believe you would make such a mistake." Lin Xiaochen yawned lazily, "Besides, I heard the sound of you taking out the bullet."

With the sound of metal colliding, Zhu Fu Jingguang reloaded the bullets and loaded them: "Your vigilance is getting lower and lower, hayasi, I heard that you had a quarrel with Matsuda and others, is it true?"

"You're asking even though you know the answer." Lin Xiaochen stood up and passed by Zhu Fu Jingguang. "Why did you come to me today? I haven't found out the whole story of the research institute."

"That can be put aside for now." Zhu Fu Jingguang followed him out of the bedroom, "Have you heard of Pramya?"

"Who?" Lin Xiaochen paused while pouring water.

"Pramya," Zhu Fujingguang repeated, "Let me tell you this, the bomber you arrested escaped from prison. We were worried that he would retaliate against you, but unfortunately, he was killed in the explosion."

"What's this? If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. It's just your own fault." Lin Xiaochen poured out some warm water and swallowed the pills. "Did the gunpowder explode due to friction? Or did that Pramiya do it?"

Zhu Fujingguang nodded. "Pramya is said to be a Frenchman with a strong desire for revenge. He is active in many European countries including Russia and likes to use liquid bombs to create serial bombings. We found liquid gunpowder and a provocative letter in the deceased's residence."

"I'm here to remind you that this is a very dangerous character. You must be vigilant." Zhu Fu Jingguang put on his hood. "Don't get into a head-on conflict. Leave the pursuit to the police."

"Who will be responsible for the public security?" Lin Xiaochen raised his hand to stop Zhu Fujingguang from leaving. "You, or Zero?"

Zhu Fujing looked at him, his blue eyes surging with emotions that Lin Xiaochen couldn't understand. He smiled slightly: "Why do you think it's us? There are many police officers."

"Because you went to the bomber's death scene." Lin Xiaochen confirmed, "Otherwise you wouldn't know so many details."

"If it is true as you said, that Pramiya has a strong desire for revenge, then everyone related to me may be implicated." Lin Xiaochen clenched his fists.

Zhu Fu Jingguang tilted his head like a curious Persian cat: "So, what does this have to do with who is responsible? I just went to see the scene. If she really intends to retaliate against someone related to you, she won't be able to find out my identity."

"Why are you worried about this?" Zhu Fu Jingguang's smile disappeared.

"You've become more talkative, Zhu Fu." Lin Xiaochen showed a triumphant expression, "When people lie, they often repeat the other person's question or talk about something else. This is what we learned in the first lesson of interrogation, Hiro."

"Well, yes, that's what we said in class." Zhu Fujingguang spread his hands, "But Hayasi, do you remember what we learned in the first arrest class?"

"What--!"

Lin Xiaochen felt a sudden pain in the back of his neck and his vision went dark. His movement to fall forward was stopped by the attacker behind him.

"When arresting a criminal, the most important thing is to protect your own safety." Zhu Fu Jingguang squatted down and kindly placed the sofa pillow under Lin Xiaochen's head. "Sorry, Haya, I had to act in an emergency. Don't blame me."

He clapped his hands, stood up and left.

A man in a black vest walked out from behind Lin Xiaochen and whispered something in Zhu Fu Jingguang's ear.

Afterwards, Lin Xiaochen's apartment was no longer tidy.

So, why did you smash my things? Are you the real huskies?

After waking up, Lin Xiaochen had an inappropriate thought in his mind.

as well as,

Otherwise you should compensate me some money.