Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

Aoyagi Akimitsu replied: "Just finished, now I want to send Kudo back."

"Is Mr. Amuro also here to take the statement?" Kudo Shinichi asked curiously.

"Yeah." Amuro Toru looked up at the Metropolitan Police Department beside him: "Come to think of it, this is my first time here."

As they were talking, a policeman came out of the door, and Kudo Shinichi recognized him as a policeman from the Investigation Division.

"Thank you for your cooperation with the police, Mr. Amuro. Let me take you upstairs now." The other party went straight to Toru Amuro.

Amuro Toru nodded and said to the two of them, "Sorry, I have to excuse myself first."

Kudo Shinichi said goodbye to him, and Amuro Toru followed the police and left. But before he took a few steps, Aoyagi Akiko suddenly called him.

"Mr. Amuro."

Amuro Toru stopped and looked at Aoyagi Akimichi: "Is there anything else, Mr. Aoyagi?"

"yesterday……"

Qing Liu Bingguang was a little hesitant, but soon he became firm: "Thank you for speaking up for me at school yesterday."

Amuro Toru had a gentle smile on his face: "That's what I should do, because I believe that Mr. Aoyagi would never do such a thing."

After he finished speaking, he left, leaving Kudo Shinichi even more curious, who couldn't help but ask Aoyagi Akimitsu what was going on.

"I was responsible for sending you back the day before yesterday. From the outside, I was the last person to see you, and was listed as the biggest suspect by the police."

Aoyagi Akiko explained, "Besides, I just came to Japan not long ago, and my neighborhood relationship is average. No one could prove that I was at home during that time in the afternoon... If it weren't for Mr. Amuro speaking up for me, and the babysitter turning herself in, I'm afraid I would have come here yesterday."

Hearing that it was because of him, Kudo Shinichi was a little embarrassed: "So that's how it is..."

Yesterday he was focused on escaping, and after he got out he immediately went into the hospital. He almost forgot that the person who sent him home the day before yesterday would definitely be questioned by the police.

Kudo Shinichi laughed dryly: "Then you can be friends with Mr. Amuro in the future, right?"

Teacher Qingliu is a foreigner. It is more troublesome for foreigners to be involved in cases. If they are not careful, they will be sent back... If I encounter such a thing, I will definitely be grateful to the person who is willing to help speak up.

And since both of them are mixed race, maybe they can become good friends.

"maybe."

Aoyagi Binguang smiled.

----

With yesterday's case and today's preparation, he can gradually become familiar with Amuro Toru in school.

Aoyagi Binkou fastened his seat belt while thinking.

The car was about to start, and the rearview mirror not far away was wiped clean and shiny, reflecting his face clearly.

A memory about Koshiba Koji gradually came to mind...

……

"who are you?!"

Koshiba Koji fell into a pile of empty wine bottles, making a loud tinkling sound.

No one came to rescue him. After his parents and brother died, he was the only one left in this one-family house.

He looked in horror at the woman approaching him. She picked him up with one hand like a defenseless chicken.

When the fear reached its peak, Koji Koshiba suddenly remembered something. He reached into his pocket in panic and pressed a button hard.

——But, nothing happened.

"You want to kill yourself with the bomb here?"

The woman with brown-gray hair spoke again, still with a Kansai accent, but with a clearer male voice. She gently kicked away the small box that Koshiba Koji had been leaning on, and there was nothing underneath.

"Because you didn't stop your brother from killing people with a bomb, now you want to go down and meet him in this way."

The woman's words touched the deepest wound in Koshiba Koji's heart.

Three years ago, he saw his brother assembling a bomb and secretly disassembled it, accidentally scratching the back of his hand. But because his brother told him not to care, he really didn't care until the explosion in the company a few days later.

When he saw his brother being identified as the murderer by Kudo Yusaku and being taken away by the police, all he could think about was how to get his brother out. They were twins and it would be easy for them to impersonate each other.

He peeled off the tape on his hands and deliberately acted out the scene in the pub. He knew why his brother wore his clothes and committed the crime, and he wanted to prevent him from being hurt by public opinion, so he had to use public opinion to take the blame for him.

The result was still a failure.

All this is because of Kudo Yusaku's interference!!!

"Sorry, I need to borrow that bomb for something."

The woman's tone was gentle and sincere: "Don't worry, I will find other ways to reunite you brothers."

Xiao Chai Xingji was stunned. This time he recognized the voice: "You are——"

The woman raised an eyebrow when he recognized her.

Then, under his astonished gaze, that pretty face quickly melted like a piece of wax baked at high temperature.

The skin peeled off and disappeared into thin air, revealing the male face underneath that was more familiar to him.

——It was the music teacher who blasphemed his brother’s idol, Aoyagi Akimitsu!

Koji Koshiba looked at the face, but as he looked at it, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Aoyagi Binguang was in his twenties like him, but the face in front of him was obviously younger, with not as long hair, and more like the face of an underage boy.

"You've seen it."

Aoyagi Binkou pointed at his younger face.

"We talked eight years ago, after the piano exam at the Vienna Conservatory of Music."

Koshiba Koji's eyes widened.

At this moment, all the memories from eight years ago poured into his brain, and one picture appeared before his eyes with incredible clarity.

He stared at the face: "You——"

"you--"

……

Koshiba Koji.

Aoyagi Binkou silently recited the name.

Like Gin, even though he has a good memory, he doesn't like to remember dead names - because there are just too many of them, and it's unnecessary to remember them all. It would be better to remember the recipe of a delicious sauce with that time.

However, he will remember the name of the man who died in his hands yesterday.

The Mazda drove slowly, and Aoyagi Akimichi took a last look at the rearview mirror.

He looked at the face in the mirror and smiled back.

Chapter 60 I sent an undercover agent to Gin

Minato-ku, Hojo family.

When Hojo Shinji came out of the hospital and went to the Metropolitan Police Department to take his statement, it was completely dark when he returned home.

Hojo Shinji was exhausted both physically and mentally, but he didn't dare to speak. He kept his neck carefully hunched and secretly glanced at his father's expression from time to time.

His father had a terribly gloomy expression on his face. When he noticed he was peeking, he immediately glared at him, scaring him so much that he shuddered.

"Tomorrow morning, you will come with me to Kudo's house to thank him and apologize to him."

Mr. Hojo suffered a serious jaw injury, so his voice was unclear, but his tone was still unquestionable and majestic.

"Um……"

Hojo Shinji nodded timidly.

Mrs. Hojo couldn't stand his attitude, so she stepped forward, hugged her son and advised her husband, "Let him go in two days. Shinji was so frightened yesterday, let him rest for a few more days."

It would have been fine if she didn't speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Mr. Hojo immediately directed his fire at her.

"I've told you several times not to spoil him like that!"

When he got excited, his expression became even more ferocious. He pointed at his son and loudly scolded his wife: "Look at the good son you raised. He bullied his classmates a few days ago and was kidnapped yesterday! He caused so much trouble for the police!!"

"How did you educate him during the years I was away? How could you teach him such a thing?!"

His wife was stunned, and then her eyes gradually turned red.

"You still have the nerve to criticize me?"

She let go of Hojo Shinji and walked in front of him.

"You were gone for ten years. As soon as Shinji landed, you were gone!"

"You never told me what you did. You didn't even call me for ten years. When I asked your colleagues, they kept it a secret from me! I raised him all by myself! Do you know how hard I worked all these years?!"

Her voice gradually rose, and tears fell as she made angry accusations.

The room was soon filled with the sounds of the couple's quarrel. Hojo Shinji felt suffocated, he covered his ears in pain, and ran upstairs without looking back.

He ran to the room and slammed the door shut. Even through the door, he could still hear his father's increasingly angry voice and his mother's increasingly shrill shouts downstairs.

He wasn't the only one in the room.

In front of one of the desks, his sister Hojo Toika looked back and said, "You're back? Are you feeling well?"

Hojo Shinji looked at her, and after a moment's silence, he nodded.

……

Hojo Shinji was kidnapped yesterday.

But Kudo Shinichi, who was tied up together, saved him - he went to the second underground floor and used a winch to move the stones, allowing himself to escape from that passage in advance.

Hojo Shinji left the underground and ran to a nearby road. There were not many cars on the road, and he finally stopped a car, but it turned out that the driver was an old man.

He asked to borrow his cell phone to call the police, but the old man's hearing was not very good, and he didn't understand what he said for a long time. He only understood that he was going to the port area.

Hojo Shinji had no choice but to take a ride home. When he passed the park, he saw his sister Hojo Izumika coming out of it. He quickly asked the old man to stop the car, jumped out and ran towards her.

"sister!!"