Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

Kudo House.

The Kudo couple secretly observed Shuichi Akai who was sitting in the living room smoking and drinking.

"Is this really okay?"

Kudo Yukiko poked Kudo Yusaku beside her, and was very worried that a handsome guy would collapse after not taking a shower or sleeping for two days and two nights and doing nothing but smoking and drinking.

Kudo Yusaku shook his head and his eyes fell on Akai Shuichi, "This matter is full of mysteries. He needs some time to calm down."

Shuichi Akai is not the kind of person who cannot accept the death of his girlfriend. He just cannot accept the strange cause of death of his gangster girlfriend and the strange way his FBI girlfriend died.

He did not suspect that it was done by the Neon Police. After all, there were conflicts between them and they would not kill people openly.

Is there something wrong with Toru Amuro?

It’s still Rena Mizunashi’s problem!

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all.

The most unacceptable thing is that his girlfriend was eaten.

quilt!

eat!

Now!

Mizunashi Rena also sent him photos of what she had finished eating, and asked him if she wanted to give him the leftovers.

Shuichi Akai took a deep breath and secretly swore in his heart that he would never be reconciled with the CIA.

Whether it was intentional or not, it has already happened.

"Would you like some milk?" Yukiko put a glass of iced milk on the coffee table, sat opposite Akai Shuichi, and comforted him, "You have to cheer up. Aren't there many companions being detained? Rescue them and ask them what's going on."

"You're right, I was being too picky." Akai Shuichi's voice became extremely hoarse due to the influence of cigarettes and alcohol, but he had recovered a lot mentally.

"I will help you, Mr. Akai. After all, this matter involves my son."

Yusaku Kudo walked out, with the same white light flashing on his glasses as Conan.

"Yes, Xiaolan's death has had a great impact on my son. I hope he can get over it soon." Yukiko Kudo was worried whenever she saw her son's decadent look.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but this incident is full of weirdness. I wouldn't say it was a robbery of a jewelry store, or a fight between the FBI and the Japanese police, or the timing of Kurokawa Yuka's appearance. No matter who it was, everyone involved was indispensable."

Yusaku Kudo began to analyze the overall layout, which seemed both rough and precise, with a great sense of fragmentation.

"Mr. Akai, I just found out a secret. All the information of the Neon Public Security Bureau was stolen that night."

"But this matter is classified as S-level confidential. I only know this because of my connections. Because of Hattori Heiji's death, Hattori Heizo in Osaka Prefecture has already started an investigation."

"His radicalism is not friendly to you, so you need to get the captured FBI out as soon as possible."

At this point, Kudo Yusaku hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Why don't you contact your sworn brother who kowtows and drinks blood?"

"Amuro Toru?" Akai Shuichi thought of this person. He was the one who brought the leader out, but he did not doubt that Amuro Toru killed the man. He was a member of the Neon Public Security Bureau, and there was no possibility that he would do such a thing to retaliate against him.

It is possible that Judy died in the gunfight, and Toru Amuro happened to know what happened between him and Judy, so he took her head to take revenge on him.

Can...

Why did Rena Mizunashi roast Judy?

"I have already contacted the headquarters. They will contact the Neon Public Security Bureau to deport the person or bring him out in a more gentle way."

Shuichi Akai came to his senses a little and started thinking about how to rescue the person and keep him in Neon instead of forcing him to leave.

"It has to be done as soon as possible. Hattori Heizo has already started applying to the Neon Public Security Bureau to transfer the FBI for interrogation. If Hattori Heizo, the Superintendent of Police, really takes him away, it will be difficult to deal with."

Kudo Yusaku placed special emphasis on the three words "Superintendent of Police". To be able to climb to this position in middle age, he is definitely not a good person.

Moreover, Hattori Heiji's work as a detective will help him to more smoothly succeed Hattori as Superintendent of Police in the future, and he may even be able to climb higher.

But his son is purely passionate about it, the two are completely different, Shinichi will eventually become a consultant to the Metropolitan Police Department or a prestigious detective like him.

In this country with a hereditary system, every person in a high position has risen to that position through accumulation from generation to generation.

Just like Inspector Megure, if his children also worked in this industry, they might be half a level higher than him. It takes accumulation of generation after generation to have a say.

You need to be very careful on this road and not take any wrong steps, otherwise all your efforts will be in vain.

As for those hereditary families, their descendants will achieve greater success under their protection. When necessary, they can even sacrifice one person to enable the entire family to achieve greater success.

At this moment, the doorbell rang outside. Yukiko got up to open the door and received a courier. The signatory was Subaru Okishi. She signed for it immediately and put it in front of Akai Shuichi, complaining, "Really? That courier was so rude."

"Is it my delivery? I didn't buy anything." As soon as Akai Shuichi finished speaking, everyone's expression changed. Kudo Yukiko kept retreating under the cover of Kudo Yusaku.

Shuichi Akai, the FBI's ace investigator, carefully opened the box to determine whether there was a bomb inside.

"What is it? Is it a bomb? Why do I feel like it's burning?" Yukiko Kudo said in a low voice.

Shuichi Akai also smelled the same smell, opened the box little by little, and then saw another box inside.

He took the box out gently and opened it again. Inside was... a box, and when he opened it, it was filled with ash?

灰？

Shuichi Akai pinched some and put it to his nose and smelled it, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

On the other side, after Kil mailed the things away, her mood also adjusted. In order to prevent it from being discovered as a head, she deliberately used the place where the organization dealt with corpses, burned the head into ashes, put it in a box and mailed it to Shuichi Akai.

As for the box...they used the same box that was used to store roasted Judy, which had a burnt aroma.

Just when he adjusted his mood, Gin's mission came again.

If she hadn't been assigned so many tasks, people would have suspected that Gin had discovered her identity and was using her like an animal.

As it turns out, that's exactly what happened.

Gin was ready to send Gil to see God after completing this task.

"What are you doing here again? Are you really planning to stay here permanently? I have to work tomorrow, so please don't disturb me."

Binga looked at Gin with disdain. This man really treated this place as his home.

"I have a mission, and I'm only staying here temporarily. This isn't your safe house. Either you go buy a house yourself, or we can just make do with this and leave when my safe house is built."

Gin rarely explained to Binga patiently, otherwise...dinner would not be good.

"Safe house? What happened to your safe house? Was it bombed?" Binga became interested. He even liked Gin at this time. The bombing of the safe house was no trivial matter.

"My old safe house was filled with weapons I had seized from Rum."

Gin plans to use his old safe house as a weapons warehouse and move himself next to Binga, and when it is built, it will be connected to this safe house to ensure that he can come over at any time.

As for where to connect, he has already thought about it. He will connect it from the basement and expand it into a larger warehouse.

"Oh, before you asked me to go to France to help you, did you agree to any conditions you asked me to agree to?"

Binga slid down the stairs on the handrail, went straight to the sofa and sat next to Gin, picked up a cigarette, put it in his mouth and blew a puff of smoke at Gin.

"Hmm? Say it!" Gin had already planned to bleed heavily, and for the sake of his ability, he could bleed a little.

Binga showed a villain-like smile, giving people the feeling that he was not a good person, and said slowly: "I think, if you..."