Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

"Da da da……"

The sound of footsteps interrupted Furiya Rei's thoughts.

He turned around and looked over there, and saw Yuya Kazami returning with the treasure hunting team consisting of all the actors.

Aoyagi Akiko stood at the front of the team, his long hair hanging down, his original headdress gone. When he saw Furukaya Rei, he raised his hand to greet him, but a black object suddenly flew in from the window and landed on his raised arm.

Fōgaya Rei took a closer look and discovered that it was a snake sculpture.

"He's back."

Aoyagi Binguang was not surprised. He raised his hand and stroked its back with a gentle smile on his face.

Chapter 290 Shock! Giant swarm appears on Japanese coast

Conan Edogawa recognized the eagle flying in from the window at a glance.

He had seen it in the back seat of a car when he was kidnapped in New York last year and Aoyagi Akiko and another fierce-looking agent came to rescue him.

When Mr. Qingliu arrived at Mihua, he didn't see it and thought it was left in the United States or released directly. He didn't expect it was still kept...

Edogawa Conan looked at the eagle and found that it was a lot bigger than last year. When its wings were fully spread, they were half a meter wide. Aoyagi Akimichi's arms supported it steadily without any shaking.

"What a handsome eagle." Natsumi Kosaka praised.

Maori Kogoro was startled by the eagle's swooping action just now, but now he came to his senses and came forward to take a closer look: "It's well-fed. Is it a breed from America?"

"No, this is an Asian eagle." Aoyagi Binguang introduced it simply, "A friend gave it to me."

Furiya Rei secretly observed the eagle that had been wandering outside for who knows how long. After confirming that it had no eavesdropping or surveillance equipment, he turned to Kazami Yuya and asked, "Why is it so slow?"

From the time he received the news that Skoubing had been captured to the time they came over, a full twenty minutes had passed. When Furiya Rei sent his men down, he had calculated the distance and it was enough time for them to go back and forth twice.

"This one……"

Yuya Kazami's expression froze, and he subconsciously looked at Aoyagi Akimitsu and Kosaka Natsumi.

Kosaka Natsumi heard their conversation and kindly explained, "Please don't blame him. It was delayed because of us."

As she spoke, she opened her handbag and took out the assembled egg of memories.

"After Miss Pu Si... I mean, Scoobing, was captured, the police officers checked the surroundings and confirmed that there was no danger. Mr. Qingliu said that since we were already here, we might as well continue to check what kind of mechanism was inside the Egg of Memory, so we stayed for a while longer."

Natsumi Kosaka held it carefully. The red egg shell was wrapped with several circles of vine patterns and inlaid with many gems of various sizes.

The look in her eyes when she looked at it was quite gentle, but it was not the kind of ecstasy filled with material desires like "I'm rich!", but more like a kind of relief immersed in beautiful memories.

Feng Jianyuya pushed his glasses and agreed, "Yes, it is a very sophisticated mechanism. We also saw photos of the last Tsar's family in it."

Although Fūya Rei didn't see the scene, he was curious after hearing his description and seeing other people's excited reactions.

However, he still remembered a key question and poured cold water on them: "The egg of memory inside belongs to the Suzuki family."

"It doesn't matter." Aoyagi Akimitsu interrupted him, "After I proposed the plan to Chairman Suzuki at noon, he gave me the egg as a thank you gift for saving Consultant Suzuki two years ago. I have no interest in these jewels, so I'd like to give them to Miss Kosaka."

The Russian secretary also raised his hand to indicate what was in his hand. It was a huge emerald. He was the second happiest person in the treasure hunting team besides Kosaka Natsumi.

"Scorbing said it might be a collection of Catherine the Great, so Mr. Qingliu also gave it to me, hoping to find an expert to identify it. If the identification result is authentic, he is willing to donate it."

Fūya Ling was stunned for a moment, looking at Aoyagi Akiko's naturally loose long hair, and finally understood why this former colleague who always paid attention to his image came out like this.

"..."

The Egg of Memory alone is worth at least 8 million yen, and the emerald is probably worth even more. They gave it away without blinking an eye. This FBI is pretty rich...

After all, they are foreign cultural relics, and it is the freedom of the holders to dispose of them in any way. Fōtani Ling just muttered to himself and quickly turned the topic back to the business.

"Thank you all for assisting the police. The arrest operation went smoothly and the two international killers have been arrested. We will send someone to send you back."

"Where is the transcript?" asked Kogoro Mouri.

"You've been busy today, so it doesn't matter if the statement is taken a few days later. You can make an appointment with the police officer who will take you back." Fōgani Rei said politely.

Maori Kogoro glanced at the clock on the wall and found that it was only seven o'clock: "I'm not too tired. I'll go directly to the Metropolitan Police Department with you guys to take the statement in a while, so as to avoid having to go there again. By the way, this kid doesn't need it. He has to go to class tomorrow. Let him go back early."

Furuya Rei respected this senior who cooperated with the police and nodded, "I will explain it to them."

"I also want to go and take the statement in a while."

As Aoyagi Akimitsu spoke, he looked up at the time, then took out his cell phone. The eagle left his arm and flew to the back of a chair. He pressed a few buttons on it, as if to send a message to someone, and then looked at Furuya Rei.

"Now that the real murderer has been caught, has Miss Mizuno been released?"

In response to such a straightforward question, Furuya Rei's polite smile froze slightly: "Shi Kaobing has committed crimes in Tokyo and Osaka. Once the public security department takes over these two cases, the Osaka police will release her immediately."

Aoyagi Binkou looked thoughtful.

"It seems to be similar to the United States." He said softly, "The intelligence between different agencies is not exchanged immediately, causing many things to be delayed. That's fine, but if there is any misunderstanding, it will be terrible..."

"Buzz-"

Aoyagi Binkou's phone vibrated, interrupting what Furukaya Rei was about to say.

Veins popped out on Rei Fōtani's forehead. He watched the FBI agent who had casually commented on the way Japanese public security and police get along with each other leave, then ran aside to answer the phone.

"Why did you call me? I said I was fine... Don't be so harsh, I don't want to be like this... No need to answer the phone, I have to go and take a statement later... Well, I'll text you when I get out..."

Aoyagi Akimichi did not lower his voice.

Fūya Rei ignored them and gave some instructions to the others who wanted to go back and rest.

Only Edogawa Conan looked at him curiously.

He must be talking on the phone to a very close friend, and the other party is older than Mr. Aoyagi... He had long discovered that Aoyagi Binkou is usually mature, but his tone will soften when talking to older people.

The more familiar you are with each other, the more obvious it becomes.

After Aoyagi Akimitsu finished his call, almost everyone else had gone out. While Kogoro Mori was reporting to Chairman Suzuki, Conan Edogawa ran to him and pulled his shirt.

Aoyagi Binguang lowered his head and looked over with a pair of light brown eyes.

"Conan."

He whispered the same name as the author of Sherlock Holmes, with an ambiguous smile on his face.

The words that Edogawa Conan wanted to ask were stuck in his throat, and he even felt a chill on his back.

After he insisted on joining the treasure hunting team and wanted to help arrest Shi Kaobing at noon, Aoyagi Binguang's attitude towards him changed subtly, as if it was a little... a little...

Don't treat him as a child anymore.

"Conan, are you okay?"

Aoyagi Akimichi seemed not to notice that Edogawa Conan was distracted, and asked patiently.

"I……"

Conan Edogawa's mind was in a mess. Facing Aoyagi's usual look and attitude, he asked another question: "Mr. Aoyagi, why did you... tell them?"

"Hmm?" Aoyagi Binguang asked back, "What did you say?"

"Just tell others directly that Shi Kaobing is Miss Pu Siqinglan."

Edogawa Conan looked him straight in the eyes.

"In fact, it would be better not to tell them, right? Miss Kosaka and Mr. Qian were too nervous and overreacted several times. If it weren't for Skoubing being too anxious and not paying attention to the others, she would have realized that this was a trap a long time ago..."

After hearing what he said, Aoyagi Binguang smiled lightly.

"Indeed it is."

He first expressed his approval, but soon added: "However, I always believe that even if my teammates are prone to problems and may hinder our team, they have the right to know, especially since I brought the danger to them this time."

Edogawa Conan was stunned.

"Actually, I usually don't like to involve innocent people. This time it was an accident... In order to prevent the Scoundrels from attacking them, I have tried my best to attract her hatred, but I'm not very good at this."

Aoyagi Bingguang said this and sighed softly.

"Well, Mr. Aoyagi, I think you were quite successful in attracting hatred. In the study, she was almost pissed to death by you..." Edogawa Conan came back to his senses and said dryly.

Aoyagi Hiromitsu shook his head: "No, Conan, the truly powerful provocateurs don't need to desperately try to find topics and deliberately guide the conversation like I do. They can hit the nail on the head with just one sentence and provoke people to the point where they lose all their rationality."

Edogawa Conan retorted: "But this only applies to acquaintances. It can only be done when you know the other person very well."

This time, Aoyagi Binkou did not answer.

A gust of night wind blew into the room, carrying the salty smell of sea water, and Edogawa Conan felt inexplicably cold.

He rubbed his arms and touched his hungry stomach. They hadn't eaten since lunch. The police were still doing the finishing work in the castle, so the butler couldn't cook. They probably had to wait until they got home to eat.

"Mr. Qingliu..."

Edogawa Conan remembered the question he didn't ask when he came here.

"Have you ever encountered acts of revenge like spiders in the United States?"

When he returned to the room to pack his luggage at noon, he pulled Kogoro Mori aside and asked him what they had said in the small room. It happened that Aoyagi Akimitsu came over and when he heard them mention this, he briefly recounted what they had said at that time. Therefore, Conan Edogawa confirmed his guess-Aoyagi Akimitsu had been an undercover agent.

Aoyagi Binguang finally moved and looked at him again.

"After an undercover agent is exposed, it's not surprising that he and the people who were once close to him encounter anything."

He spoke in a light tone, and looking at Edogawa Conan's eyes widened in shock, he raised his hand and touched his head.

"But you don't have to worry too much." Qing Liu Bingguang said gently, "Anyway, I'm fine now, right?"

Edogawa Conan frowned and wanted to ask again, but at this moment, a SAT special police suddenly rushed into the room, attracting everyone's attention.

"Oh no!" His face turned pale. "The spider just knocked down the others, jumped off the cliff into the sea, and escaped on a boat!!"

Edogawa Conan: "?!!"

...No way, now except for the Investigation Division, are all the special assault units so weak? ? !

……

maritime.

An electric boat dragged out white waves and quickly crossed the water.

Spider held the steering wheel and felt water splashing from time to time, making the disguise materials that were not torn off cleanly become wet and stickier to his face.

He didn't reach out to wipe it. He couldn't even spare the time for such a small detail. He was concentrating on looking at the sea in front of him.