Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

The purpose of Ireland's visit was to send cats. Seeing that Angstra couldn't put it down with this tri-color cat named Qian Duoduo, he also smiled.

"The cat is three months old," he added. "I'll take you to see your violin teacher this Saturday at one o'clock, don't forget."

"I see." Angstra nodded.

After Ireland finished his instructions, he left. Zhu Fu Jingguang put the gun box by the sofa and went to check the cat cage.

"He only brought this cage?" he asked Toru Amuro.

"only this."

Amuro had been watching Angustra since he picked up the cat, and he didn't turn his head to look at Faxiao until Zhu Fu Jingguang called him.

"I have cleaned the safe house before, and there are no other cat supplies here, no cat litter."

Zhu Fu Jingguang put the cat cage on the coffee table. When he was studying, his relatives had adopted cats. He knew that pets were not meant to be raised. If you want to take good care of them, you need to prepare a lot of things.

"Angstra, we have to buy something for the cat, you can't keep it that way."

"Then let's go now."

Angstra was a little reluctant to part with it, but he knew that the most important thing was to buy necessities for the cat now. He walked up to Amuro and handed the cat to him: "Please take care of it." He touched the cat again, "I'll be back soon."

"…"

Amuro Toru watched them leave, feeling a little subtle in his heart.

One is a cat owner, and the other is a cat shoveler who has experience in cat shoveling. He has never raised animals and can't help him. It is indeed the most appropriate to stay and watch the house, but he just feels unhappy.

Especially when he thought that this cat was a reward for finding an undercover agent, he felt that he was not holding a kitten, but a handful of blood flowing from the wound in Ping Nei.

No, not only Ping Nai, but also the middle-aged man Angstra killed this morning.

Amuro Toru was sitting on the sofa with the cat in his arms, his face so gloomy and terrifying.

There is no one else in the safe room now, and it has been repeatedly confirmed that there is no camera installed in the living room. If the mobile phone is hacked, it can only be eavesdropped and located, and it is impossible to take pictures of his face. He can finally manage his expressions without so much trouble.

No matter how young Angstra is, no matter how sick or weak he usually looks, he is indeed a member of a dangerous black-clothed organization.

He not only killed Panno as an undercover agent in France, but also killed almost all DGSE agents who knew his code name or had seen him, making it impossible for the French authorities to issue a warrant for him.

Even if other people help in the French affairs, it is not entirely his responsibility, Amuro Toru has seen the actions of Angstra after returning to Japan.

Whether it's jokingly shooting himself during an interrogation of a CIA cadre, hacking into a CIA agent's cell phone to create a trap to kill Pingnei, or successfully hitting a target's left eye this morning from 700 yards away, every Everything proved the danger of Angstra.

But why...

Amuro looked down at the cat whose name was pronounced oddly, remembering the happy smile on Angstra's face when he was holding it, and the words he heard when he slept this morning.

- It is normal to dislike or unwilling to kill people. Only when there are more normal people like this can a harmonious and healthy society and country be built. Most of the murderers will also pay their due price.

...Why such a dangerous person can show such a smile and say such words?

In Amuro Toru's heart, the feeling that Angstra gave him was always contradictory.

Sometimes it is very dangerous, making him want to send him into a juvenile detention center desperately, and let him sit in prison;

Sometimes it is very naive, and even makes him have the idea of ​​protecting and taking care of him... It is voluntary protection and care, and it has nothing to do with being a subordinate. It is willing to do it as a subordinate.

Toru Amuro could see that even if Ireland only brought an ordinary cat, not a rare and expensive male tricolor cat, Angstra would still be so happy.

How can one person be so divided? There are two faces of black and white, devil and angel at the same time, as if they are split personalities.

…Wait a minute, split personality?

Amuro suddenly sat up straight. He was taken aback by the absurd thought in his mind, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

He had never seen patients with split personality in person, but had only seen examples in police academy courses and police files.

Severe trauma and long-term abuse in childhood can easily lead to psychological distortions. Even if it is not severe enough to split personality, many other mental illnesses will occur. Many serial killers with cruel methods have painful childhoods.

There are so many injuries on Angstra's body, not only on his body, as a sniper, he is actually blind in one eye.

If it was an ordinary injury, he would definitely be fitted with a prosthetic eye that is already well developed now, but he didn't do that, and the organization is at his will in this regard... It is very likely that he has a psychological shadow in this area and is unwilling to pretend to be righteous. eyes, would rather put a conspicuous bandage on the face.

It seems that he has to urge Feng Jian Yuya to find information on Angstella...Grey Crow as soon as possible.

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【Thank you for your cat, I like it very much. I named it 'Money Duoduo'. —Angostura]

Since Hokkaido is an island, it is rare for Gin to not sit in his Porsche 356A, but to take the Shinkansen to his destination with vodka.

He glanced at the new email Angstra sent him, and the tone didn't sound like someone in the organization at all, more like a kid whose parents bought a favorite toy.

Gin didn't reply, just stuffed the phone back into his coat pocket.

It was strange for Vodka to see that he didn't reply or speak. In the past, when he received an email, his eldest brother either asked him to rush to a new mission location, or communicated with the other party with a black face or a blank face.

Gin noticed his little brother's curiosity, and he still trusted vodka - at least more than his brain - and explained:

"From Angstra, and Ireland has delivered the cat to him."

Vodka has been with Gin for a long time, and of course remembers the rare male tricolor cat, which took a lot of work to find.

"His hobby is the same as that of the gentleman. He likes cats." He couldn't help but say, "The violin is also..."

Gin glanced coldly at Vodka, UU reading www.uukanshu. com silenced him for a moment. Fortunately, there was no one around them, otherwise he would definitely have to teach him a lesson.

The two did not speak again. Gin looked out the window, and what Vodka had just said reminded him of something in the past.

He first saw Angstra at the gentleman's house seven years ago. At that time, this kid didn't have a code name, just Jing Baiye.

Jing Baiye, who was only seven years old, held Belmod's hand and looked up at his face and hair, with no fear in his expression.

Gin Jiu, who has always scared innocent passersby and children, looked at him for a few seconds. He didn't understand why the gentleman wanted to accept him. Even if he could try to poison his biological parents at the age of seven, this kid is so weak and difficult. Become a good killer.

But when he saw what he looked like with his own eyes, he instantly understood.

Black hair like a raven, eyes so red as to drip blood, and pale and sickly complexion...

It's very similar to the middle-aged boss...it can even be said to be exactly the same.