Conan: Another Famous Detective

Time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, a week has passed since the last conversation between Akira Hanamiya and the Kudo siblings.

This week, Hanamiya Akira's life has temporarily returned to normal, and Conan's case has also returned to its normal state, and has nothing to do with the organization.

Toru Amuro hasn't done much in the past few days. He goes to work and off work at the dessert shop on time every day. On the surface, everything seems to be normal. According to the feedback from Conan and Kogoro Mori, Kanori Wakada has been playing Poirot honestly recently. Pastry chef at the café.

Everything seemed so peaceful.

But Yu Miya clearly knew that beneath the calm, there might be a shocking wave brewing, waiting for an opportunity to erupt at a certain moment.

…………

Night fell over Tokyo. Toru Amuro got off work at the dessert shop and returned to the apartment where he lived.

After checking the room to make sure no one had sneaked into it, he came to the window and gently opened the curtains.

The tall buildings in the distance are lit up, and the traffic on the road not far away is still flowing continuously, showing the vitality of this international metropolis.

Toru Amuro's gaze only stayed on these lights for a moment, and then he turned his attention to the dark places that the light source could not reach.

He knew very well that there might be countless pairs of eyes peering at him in these places.

After several days of observation, he had received clear feedback from his companions that the unknown figures lingering nearby were indeed coming for him.

As for which force those people belonged to, Toru Amuro already had a good idea based on various intelligence.

The second-in-command of the Black Organization—Rum.

Rum was indeed targeting him.

However, his mentality is quite stable.

His superiors are very clear about his situation and will not assign him any tasks in the near future.

In other words, he had no other identity during this time than Bourbon, a senior member of the organization.

If those guys were just spying on me painlessly like this, they would definitely not be able to find out anything.

If they want to monitor, let them monitor, and they can do whatever they want.

Tohru Amuro is now pursuing the strategy of being immovable if the enemy is immovable.

Looking around, Amuro revealed a meaningful smile: "I want to see what other tricks you can come up with?"

…………

Tokyo, in a room of a luxurious villa

Rum sat back on the soft leather sofa, listening to the classical music played for him by the band he specially hired.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Rum, who was squinting his eyes slightly and enjoying the music, frowned slightly and lightly snapped his fingers, and the music stopped instantly.

"Sir, it's me." A deep, old voice sounded.

Hearing this voice, Rum's frown slightly relaxed and he said, "Come in."

The door opened, and an old man dressed as a housekeeper, with graying hair on his temples, but in good spirits, walked in.

"What's the matter?" Rum asked calmly.

If other subordinates disturbed him when he was relaxing, he would never be so talkative and would at least give him a scolding.

But this old man was different.

The other party was originally a housekeeper serving [that adult], but was later sent to him to assist him in his work.

To be recognized by [that adult], this housekeeper's ability is indeed extraordinary. All the things assigned to him are handled in an orderly manner, saving him a lot of trouble.

However, he never forgot that in addition to being his assistant, this housekeeper also watched over him.

He knew very well that the person in front of him would regularly report his recent situation to [that adult].

It is impossible for Rum to not have a grudge in his heart, but as an old man of the organization, he is very aware of the energy that [that person] possesses, and it is not easy for him to object to that person's arrangements.

Of course, he didn't want to offend the housekeeper too much, lest he give him eye drops during the report.

After all, this butler was usually quite respectful to him, which made him less of an eyesore to Rum.

The housekeeper leaned forward slightly and said, "Sir, the undercover police officers have confirmed the location of the secret archives and left a backdoor in the relevant equipment."

When Rum heard this, he straightened up slightly: "Oh? Is the information reliable?"

The housekeeper replied respectfully: "It's reliable. After many investigations, it has been confirmed that the archives contain a list of undercover agents who have been infiltrated by the police into various underground organizations."

"Very good!" Rum said with a flash of light in his eyes, "Has Curacao arrived in Japan?"

"We should be able to arrive today." the butler replied.

Rum nodded gently: "Okay! Let her come to see me immediately after getting off the plane!"

"Yes!" The butler leaned forward and said, "Do you have any other instructions?"

Rum waved his hand: "Go down."

"Yes!" The butler bowed deeply and then withdrew.

…………

In the afternoon, Yu Gongming and Meng Yu walked side by side on the street. They each held a cone in their hands and were eating happily.

They met to watch a movie this afternoon and had just come out of the cinema.

"I didn't expect that this small-scale suspense film would be surprisingly good!" Meng Yu sighed.

Akira Hanomiya nodded in agreement: "Well, the actors are not big names, and the cost of setting and props can be seen to be quite tight, but the plot is surprisingly good, and the psychological chamber is quite eye-catching."

While the two were chatting, a cry of pain suddenly came from behind them.

"Uh-huh!"

The two of them immediately stopped and followed the sound.

I saw a man with a buzz cut sitting on the ground, his face full of pain.

In front of him was a woman who looked to be in her thirties and had long silver hair.

Yu Gongming's eyes suddenly condensed.

Compared to the woman's hair color, the first thing he noticed was the woman's eyes.

Her left eye is as blue as a gem, while her right eye seems to be transparent.

At this time, the woman was looking at the man who fell on the ground in front of her with extremely sharp eyes, and said coldly: "Hand it over!"

"Hand... what are you handing over?" the flat-headed man said in a trembling tone, his expression full of panic.

boom!

The high heels on the silver-haired woman's feet stepped hard on the man's stomach.

"Wow!"

The man's whole body immediately bowed like a shrimp, and his hands subconsciously covered his stomach.

The silver-haired woman knelt down, reached out and held the man's head, turned the man's face towards him, and said coldly again: "Hand it over!"

"I'll hand it in! I'll hand it in!" The man's face was full of horror. His right hand trembled and he took out a small wallet from his pocket. It looked like a typical women's wallet.

The silver-haired woman took the wallet and immediately let go of the man. Without looking at him again, she turned around and left quickly without looking back.

Yu Gongming watched the silver-haired woman's leaving figure, and a name flashed in his mind.

Curacao.