Conan I am Surrounded by Undercover Agents

At the same time, Nishitama City safe house.

When Gin woke up, his first reaction was to pick up his phone and check the time and email. After seeing that he had not received any new emails from other members, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He put on his coat and left the room. When passing by the next room, he glanced inside and saw that Vodka was still sleeping soundly.

"..."

The organization model worker didn't say anything. He just stood at the door, looking at the ugly sleeping Vodka with a dead look.

As if feeling the familiar murderous aura and starting to feel instinctive fear, Vodka's body trembled - one second he was immersed in sleep, the next second he woke up, grabbed the quilt with both hands and pulled it to his chest, sat up on the spot and looked at Gin

relatively.

Satisfied that Gin had woken up with vodka without firing a gun, he said "Come down early" and turned to go downstairs.

There are many organized safe houses, most of which are very common single-family houses or low-rise low-cost apartments. This one in Nishitama City is a two-story one-family building sandwiched between two ordinary houses. The second floor has two bedrooms, one large and one small, with a living room, kitchen and bathroom.

On the first floor.

There are two types of safe houses. Most of the time, they are used by code name members. One is for public use. For example, if a member goes to perform tasks in other places and has no place to live, he or she can stay there for one night, and someone will clean or move things regularly. It is similar to free of charge.

hotel; one is a safe house under a member's name, which is regarded as a private residence given to the member by the organization. It is up to them to decide whether they want to use it for others.

Gin and vodka are currently using the first type. The place where Angstra lives is quite special - it was originally under the name of Belmode, but because she was away from Japan all year round, it gradually turned into a semi-public, semi-private place.

safe house.

Regardless of whether it is public or private, the safe house address can be found on the organization's intranet and is not open to everyone in the organization. Even if code members check it, people with B-level permissions can only check their own area and tasks.

Area public safety houses.

Gin walked down the stairs, and when he was about to step down the last step, he vaguely heard something moving in the living room, and a figure flashed quickly around the corner of the stairs.

His face darkened and he immediately pulled out his Beretta. The man reacted equally quickly and pointed a gun at him instantly.

That's a sig p220 pistol.

The two of them pointed guns at each other's heads. Gin's eyes were gloomy. He did not put down the gun and coldly called out the code name of the person in front of him: "Ireland."

"Good morning, Gin, did you have a good dream last night?"

Ireland said hello politely and loaded the bullet with a click.

Gin looked at him with a cold murderous intent in his eyes. He and Irish Whiskey didn't like each other. He was the first person given a code name by that gentleman after he came to power, and the guy in front of him was the last one before his predecessor, the good-for-nothing, died.

The gentleman who gave the code name didn't care about reusing it, but he couldn't trust Ireland.

But this guy appears here, could it be...

Gin glanced towards the living room, and sure enough, he saw the boss holding a Scottish Fold cat in his arms and walking out of it.

When he saw them drawing guns at each other, he protected the cat a little tighter: "Do you want to quarrel again?"

"Just saying hello." Ireland put away the gun first.

Gin wanted to snort in mockery, but with the boss around him, he had no choice but to restrain himself. He took back his gun and ignored Ireland.

The three of them came to the living room together. Vodka lingered on the second floor without coming down, so Gin did not deliberately change the honorific: "Why are you here?"

The boss sat on the sofa. He gently stroked the pet cat's back, then let go of his hand and let the cat jump to the sofa handle: "You sit down first, there is no need to stand and talk to me."

Ireland went to the kitchen to prepare coffee, and Gin watched the Scottish fold cat jump from the handle to the back of the sofa. He never knew what the point of raising such an animal with no attack power was, but the boss and Angus, whom he was very optimistic about,

Terra, I just like them all.

Gin sat down next to the boss and heard the boss say: "I will stay in Japan for a long time this time. I want to familiarize myself with the environment of Nishitama City in advance, so I stopped by to see you."

"When you complete the task, I will buy the Twin Towers skyscraper and use it as a working place for Karasuma Group headquarters employees." He added lightly.

Gin frowned uncontrollably: "Are you planning to show up in public? If there are rats among those employees..."

The wealth of Karasuma Group is higher than that of Tokyo Suzuki Group and Kyoto Ooka Group. As a large consortium in the fields of finance, communications, electronics, computers, food, machinery and medical, it has established offices in nearly 70 countries and regions, including Japan.

There are nearly 200,000 employees, including thousands in the headquarters alone.

The boss rarely appeared in front of those employees in the past, and only a few people in the organization knew his apparent identity - the mysterious current chairman of the Karasuma Group who had never appeared in public.

"Don't worry, I'm just working on the top floor. Not everyone can come to see me." The boss comforted him.

Gin wanted to say something more, but Ireland came over with coffee, put the plate in front of him, and looked at him with a sarcastic and malicious look: "Gin, are you questioning Mr.'s decision?"

When it comes to the boss, Gin can calmly persuade him, but when it comes to Ireland, who already dislikes him, Gin just wants to pull out a gun and load two bullets for him.

"Meow~"

The petite and cute Scottish Fold cat was very interested in Gin's long hair. In this tense and tense atmosphere, it was not affected at all. It rolled a lock of it like a ball of yarn and got out after playing with it.

It caused the ends of his hair to become knotted.

Gin felt his hair being pulled, and lowered his head to look at the boss's pet; the cat meowed again, jumped on his lap and stepped on him a few times.

"Look, Money is accusing you." Ireland smiled sinisterly.

"..." Gin glared at him with eyes that were as cold as ice, and then stood up suddenly.

Ireland subconsciously touched the gun, but Gin ignored him. He only looked at the boss and said in a restrained and calm tone: "Sir, I went upstairs to check the vodka. He is too slow."

The boss reminded me gently: "Don't reveal my identity."

Gin nodded slightly, turned around and walked out of the living room.

Seeing him leave, Ireland sat down on the single sofa on the side, picked up a cup of coffee, and pushed the sugar cube box and creamer ball to the boss's hand.

"Thanks."

The boss opened the sugar cube box, added four pieces of sugar to the coffee and started stirring it. Seeing his actions, Ireland somehow thought of Angostura. Their coffee tastes very similar, and even the stirring movements are almost the same.

Before the boss picked up the coffee cup, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Ireland watched the boss pick up the phone. After unlocking the screen and seeing the content on it, his expression changed slightly.

"Sir?" Ireland frowned and shouted.

The boss replied quickly and put away his phone calmly. He picked up Moni and put it on his lap, and lightly scratched his chin with his fingers.

"Send an email to Angstra for me." He said, "Next Saturday at eight o'clock in the evening, I will personally supervise his men for the test at the Yoneka training ground."

"Are you going in person?" Ireland was startled.

"Yes." The boss stroked the Scottish Fold cat carelessly.

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1 p.m., Mihua Park.

Amuro Toru turned out from behind a certain pillar with an unkind look on her face and stared at Yuya Kazami: "Is this how you become a police officer?"

He hacked into the camera at the entrance of the park and clearly watched the whole process of this subordinate from entering the park to walking on the unmonitored path - Kazami Yuya seemed to be in a hurry to give him the information and did not do anything when entering the park.

Any investigation and anti-tracking measures were taken, and he came over in a hurry with his bag.

After sleeping for less than four hours, he got up to sort out the information, and then Yuya Kazami, who was called over to deliver the information, moved his mouth and silently handed the bag to the other party without saying anything to refute.

He checked the information for nearly twenty hours in a row and his head was drowsy. When he found the more important ones, he collected them directly without looking at them... But after waking up and starting to sort and review the information, he regretted not having the morning.

Stay up a little longer and take a break after handing over your things.

Toru Amuro, who stayed with that child...that member of the organization codenamed Angstra, definitely needed this information more than he did.

"What did you find out?" Toru Amuro asked first without opening it.

"It's about Angstra. He is most likely the son of the tenant couple."

As soon as Kazami Yuya finished speaking, he saw the devil boss's eyes suddenly light up, showing his joy at finding out the identity of the members of the organization.

He thought of the documents in his bag, and after a moment of silence he added: "Mr. Liu Ji also worked at the Police Department at a certain time. He was on vacation yesterday and will be back to work today. I will ask him about his situation later."

"Okay. You go back first. I will inform you if you need it."

Toru Amuro felt his heart beat faster due to excitement. He didn't expect that he just asked Kazami Yuya to check, and he could actually find Angostela's original family... Wait, is this too much of a coincidence?

As an undercover agent, Kagemitsu Morofushi was given the address of a safe house in Ekota Town. It turned out that the safe house next door was the home of his past acquaintance, and the safe house itself was related to Angstra - this was really not arranged by the organization.

Trap?

It was like pouring cold water on hot coals, and Toru Amuro suddenly sobered up.

He has not forgotten that the FBI in the United States has organized undercover agents. It is very likely that the Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency in Japan also have organized rats. Once they step into the trap and go to investigate Angstra's relevant information in depth, then...

…

Cold sweat broke out on Toru Amuro's back, and he stopped Yuya Kazami who was about to leave: "Did you encounter any unusual situations while checking the information?"

Kazami Yuya was stunned and understood what Toru Amuro was worried about: "There is nothing abnormal, and what I found was a paper file from seven years ago, which is completely consistent with the police records at that time. There is also a copy of the police report from seven years ago.

For newspapers, the possibility of fraud is very low."

...Police record?

When Toru Amuro heard this keyword, he frowned slightly.

He said goodbye to Yuya Kazami and made sure no one was following him before returning to the Mazda.

The place where he parked his car was very remote, and there was only his car in the entire parking lot. There was no one around, but to be on the safe side, Toru Amuro still took out the instrument to check if there were any "small toys" that should not be in the car.

...Damn Morohoshi, he will never forget the last time he installed a bug in his car.

After checking it, he breathed a sigh of relief and put the briefcase on his lap.

Toru Amuro touched the zipper, his usually steady hand was shaking a little, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, and he didn't know where it came from.

He opened the bag and took out all the paper documents.

Placed on top is a stack of police records.

Due to the passage of time, the thin paper has turned yellow, as if it will be torn into pieces with a little force.

Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment. He never expected that this was the first thing he saw. He flipped through the police records one by one to check the important information on them.

There are about thirty pictures, ranging from nine years ago to seven years ago. The surname of the person who called the police is Liuyoshi or Kuroba.

The contents of the police reports were almost the same, domestic violence against children; the police dispatch process and the results were more consistent - persuasion and education had been carried out, and considering that the victim children were young and needed the care of guardians, they would not be arrested.

"Stab-"

The panic in his heart became stronger and stronger. It wasn't until a large hole was torn out in the top copy that Toru Amuro realized. He loosened his tightened fingers and put the more than 30 hot records on the table.

On the side, continue to look at other information.

The next one is an old newspaper. Someone has drawn a circle somewhere on it. It is a case of a nine-year-old girl who ran away from home and accidentally fell into the water and died in Ekoda Town.

Next down was a file with a hospital record on it. Toru Amuro picked it up and glanced at it. It was almost the same time as the case of the girl falling into the water.

——Name: Jing Baiye; Age, seven years old; Admission date: May 2; Preoperative diagnosis: The left eye was stabbed with a sharp object... Note: The child is suspected of having undergone a kidney transplant and is missing a kidney and is immune.

The strength is weak.

The file records the case of a girl accidentally falling into the water seven years ago, the process from reporting to closing, as well as photos of the scene sandwiched between the files.

At 9 pm on May 2, the girl's father was hospitalized with a fracture and called the police in the hospital, explaining that his daughter had run away from home;

At 7 pm on May 3, the body of a young girl was found in a nearby park pond;

At 5 pm on May 4, the girl's body was claimed by her brother, who was confirmed to be the missing girl and the case was closed.

"..."

Toru Amuro lowered his head and picked up the photo taken at the scene where the body was found.

In the color photo, a young girl is lying alone on the ground. She was fished out of a dirty pond and covered in mud. You can still see that this is a little girl who would have been very beautiful...but she is so slender.

Her arms were covered with bruises, the soles of her legs and feet were folded to the side under her skirt, and her neck was tilted, revealing the pinch marks of her fingers.

The police undercover couldn't help but read the cause of her death again: accidental fall into the water.

"…………"

Amuro let go of his hand and watched as the photo of the girl's body gently fell to the side and was covered with the stack of domestic violence police records.

——The police were one of the driving forces behind the birth of Angstra.

In his ears, he suddenly heard the creepy chuckle that Angstra heard over the phone when he was in the library.