Ming Ke: What’s wrong with me, Gin, having several aliases?

Zhu Fujingguang smiled, and said as if he knew Gin very well: "Pinch your face"

The villain inside Kurosawa was sweating like crazy.

I...I'm exposed?! When and when?

I don’t want to have to wear traditional black and white striped old-fashioned clothes, wear free beautiful silver bracelets, and live in a house allocated by the state with free food and shelter, right?

In the world of science, one year would definitely be the longest ten years of my life, so my sentence...

Kurosawa tried hard to control his sadness and asked calmly, "You know everything."

Countless question marks flashed through Zhu Fu Jingguang's mind. Can this be asked directly?

Although I know you are testing whether I am an undercover agent, you should not know that I know you are testing whether I am an undercover agent, right?

Why do you know me? Why do you know that you are testing whether I am an undercover agent?

Puzzled, Jingguang nodded hesitantly.

In Kurosawa's eyes, every nod of his was destroying his psychological defenses.

It's over...

Kurosawa lowered his eyebrows and said the most cowardly words with the toughest face.

"Can a big shot like me get a reduced sentence if I turn myself in?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ????? ????? ????? ?????

Children, do you have a lot of question marks?

"Uh...."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's brain froze, and he didn't understand why the topic changed so quickly, but he still gave an answer.

"People like you are usually shot, no commutation of sentence is needed."

Kurosawa was sobbing internally, tears in his eyes threatening to fall, but his tone was still damn calm.

No normal person could imagine how calm he was when he was sad.

"Is that so... Then I'll turn myself in and help you with your performance." His tone was calm as if he was talking about someone else's business.

Zhu Fu Jingguang reacted at this time and thought that Kurosawa had already obtained evidence that he was an undercover agent and was just teasing him.

The people in the Black Organization really have a bad taste.

No, it's Gin who really has a bad taste. I heard that he kills mice every day, and he only kills them after the mice have cried and confessed everything.

Zhu Fu Jingguang secretly complained in his heart, but he smiled and clasped Kurosawa's hands.

"Okay, then you are under arrest."

Kurosawa's sad tears really flowed out, but he didn't want to be seen wiping his tears with his hands, so he put his face close to Morufushi Kagemitsu, put it in his arms and used his clothes to wipe his tears.

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Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the furry head moving in front of him and raised his hand to rub it.

The texture of the hair is similar.

Kurosawa sobbed in the man's arms for a while, and only looked up after he had completely wiped away his tears and his eyes were no longer red.

The calm dead fish eyes stared at Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Let's go"

Zhu Fujingguang had already gotten used to this Gin with a very bad taste, so he nodded and led him away.

Go do the mission.

Three minutes later, Kurosawa didn't understand why they were on a mission. Shouldn't they go to the Metropolitan Police Department to surrender?

Why are you doing the mission?! I was kind of looking forward to the temptation of the uniform.

Zhu Fu Jingguang just wanted to express this.

If you don't tell me where you are going, how would I know? I can only go wherever you want. Besides, it's well known that Gin loves to do missions.

..........

The victim’s family.

The familiar little wooden horse, the familiar bad player, and Imura who was diligently investigating the scene.

"So boring... Let's go, I want to go play."

While observing every facility in the house, Yicun replied, "Boss, if I don't want to starve every day, then I have to stay here."

"Go and have fun on your own. The technique here is simple, but the evidence is a little hard to find."

Shi Xi opened another lollipop and said vaguely, "But I want you to go with me. It's so boring to play alone."

Yicun knew his little thoughts and pointed them out directly: "You can also give your gifts to passers-by, it doesn't have to be me."

Shi Xi's face was full of frustration. He recalled the scene of giving gifts to passers-by before.

"But none of them are as good as you. When they are scared, they either have no reaction or overreact and throw it in my face."

"Only you! The best performance."

Izuna didn't respond.

After about two or three minutes, he found a photo in a corner, stood up and said to Shi Xi, who was bored and about to fall asleep.

"Okay, since we can't find any other clues for now, let's go have some fun."

When Shi Xi heard the word "play", he immediately jumped up from the wooden horse: "Let's go, let's go. I heard there's a cat cafe with lots of cats nearby, and the food there is delicious!"

Shi Xi didn't care whether Yicun agreed or not and just walked out.

Yicun silently picked up the wooden horse and followed.

Shi Xi stopped a car on the side of the road, pulled Yicun in, and said they wanted to go to the most famous cat cafe nearby.

Driver: OK, the most famous, right?

20 minutes later, the car stopped in front of a cat cafe that was still being demolished.

"Here, get out of the car."

Shi Xi looked at the driver, then looked at the cat cafe where some people were moving things, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

"Is this... ready to be demolished? Aren't we going to the most famous cat cafe?"

The driver smiled and then began to talk about how famous this cat cafe is.

It turns out that this cat cafe is just an ordinary cat cafe on the surface, but in fact, it is a cat cafe with a lot of compulsory consumption.

They charge for drinking a glass of water, petting a cat, and even breathing the air inside.

Recently, because too many people have been cheated, this cat cafe has aroused public anger and has been reported by many people. The owner has used up all the money he had and has not paid a penny. It has now been closed down.

Shi Xi listened to the story with great interest, but Yi Cun spoke at an inappropriate time.

“Are we still going to the cat cafe?”

Shi Xi shook his head in a pretentious manner: "Since we didn't make it the first time, it means it's not a good time to go today. We have to find another place!"

"Master, are there any other fun places recently?"

..........

At night, at the Maori Detective Agency.

"Conan, are you okay?" Ran Mouri looked at the child on the hospital bed worriedly.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm fine. I have no problems at all now."

For some reason, after a good night's sleep, Kudo Shinichi felt that his legs didn't hurt at all.

And it felt so light that I even had the illusion that I could fly over rooftops and walls.

"Conan, next time you run into a bad guy, stay away from him and don't be so impulsive."

"I know, Sister Xiaolan."

Maori Kogoro was sitting nearby and said unhappily, "You little brat, you should have stayed where you were. You ran around like that, and you deserved to have your legs broken."

"Dad!" Ran Mouri glared at her old father and turned to Kudo Shinichi and said.

"Conan, my dad is not very good at talking. What he actually meant was that you should stop running around."