Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

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"At 10:23 yesterday evening, there was a sniper incident on the express train No. 444 from Kyoto to Tokyo. The 30-year-old American Bill Murphy was shot and killed..."

"...a former U.S. Navy Special Forces member who is now an assistant to the president of a military equipment manufacturing company. The president of the company disappeared the day before yesterday, and at 8:32 this morning, the police recovered his body from the waters near Sea Ape Island... …”

On the huge LED screen on the street, the young host clearly reported two recent cases.

In the shadow of the underground stairs, Hideichi Akai listened silently with a cigarette in his mouth, until the host started to interview the so-called experts, he took off the cigarette and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

On the rest bench not far from him is James Blake in simple disguise.

He sits far away from all street surveillance. He is like an ordinary tourist who is new to everything and is full of novelty. He holds an unfolded map of Tokyo in his hand, and his mouth keeps dripping and gurgling.

Akai Shuichi looked around, put out the unsmoked cigarette in the trash can at hand, walked beside James and sat down.

"...No suspicious people around," he said in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Only then did James breathe a sigh of relief and put down the map used for camouflage.

"Ah..." He sighed, "Time is urgent, I can only meet you in a hurry like this."

Akai Shuichi didn't look back, but still looked straight ahead, as if they were just strangers who met by chance.

"...Thank you for your hard work."

The murder happened in Japan late last night, James immediately got the news and judged that it was a good opportunity for the FBI to come to Japan, so he immediately brought people here.

Compared to the FBI colleague who arrived by plane for 12 hours, he rested at a normal time last night and slept until he woke up naturally this morning... It seems a little too leisurely.

"It's nothing compared to you.

Because of the undercover exposure of Hoover and the CIA, the CIA kept a close eye on them—James felt that if they were willing to use this energy to find members of the organization, they would have collected more intelligence long ago.

The FBI was forced to withdraw from Japan, and Akai faced the organization alone in the area without assistance for the past six months.

Thinking of what happened in the past six months, Akai Shuuichi himself was more relaxed than James, Judy and others who were far away in the United States.

"How are you... how are you doing?" the FBI chief asked.

When he saw Akai again, James found him extraordinarily normal.

He has seen some undercover agents who have infiltrated criminal organizations, because they were forced to do a lot of things against their will, and they had to fight with others to protect their undercover identity. Under this long-term mental pressure, most of them became more withdrawn or More cruel.

Akai Shuichi lit another cigarette with a match, biting into his mouth and saying, "I didn't get in touch with an important task."

This is within James' expectation. A transnational criminal organization that has been entrenched for many years will definitely not trust the members who joined later, especially Akai Shuichi who is replaced by someone who has hatred for the organization.

"What about interpersonal? Have you met any new important members?"

"No, it's what I said before."

Akai Shuichi's current life is really simple.

He has been in Mikamacho for a long time. When he has no assignments, he goes to the training ground in the morning for morning exercises and nights. The rest of the time he stays in the apartment or goes out by himself. At the end of every month, he goes to the next door to collect rent.

There was a month in which he didn't receive any organizational assignments - none of the errands - even so, Angstra still gave him a sum of money as organization salary, plus another hard work of helping to run errands and collect rent. money.

Angstra said he could find an open job, and if it was difficult to find a job with a low degree, he was willing to send him to a specialized school.

For this reason, Akai Shuichi went to the training ground of the lower-level members to ask, and the instructor there said that other lower-level members did not have such treatment, which was a benefit given by Angstra to his subordinates.

... He came to the organization as an undercover agent, not really a member of the organization, so Akai Hideki left the money and declined to go to study.

James sighed again: "When you get the code name, it is possible to reach more people."

Akai Shuichi smoked quietly and did not answer for the time being.

After Scotland and Bourbon were given the code names, they were still Angstra's men, and he probably couldn't escape them either.

He has no opinion on Angstra, a boss who will make countless capitalists yell at fools.

If he was really a member of the organization and not an undercover agent, the boy codenamed Bitter Wine would be Shuichi Akai's first and only willing choice.

It's just that this little boss is very good in character and everything, but his vision is hard to describe.

——It was about Bourbon, who was getting more and more twisted after he got the code name next to him.

Akai Shuichi has never seen a second person like Bourbon... Amuro Toru makes him so annoying.

Many times he didn't do anything, the golden retriever still had all kinds of thorns and language runs, and his face was murderous in front of him, Angstra looked back and smiled brightly, and the speed at which he changed his face surprised the well-informed Shuichi Akai. .

Jin Jiu is just vigilant, just be careful not to step on his sensitive points. As long as he is calm, he will not go to trouble others at will; and An Shitou...

Akai Shuichi felt that the fact that he was still alive might be the biggest minefield for the loyal dog.

...that's not the case. In the past, there was no code name and only miscellaneous tasks were enough. If you have a code name, you will be targeted everywhere, and your undercover identity is very easy to expose.

Is there any good way to solve this big trouble permanently?

James' body trembled, and he felt a murderous aura that was colder than the winter wind coming from behind him: "...Zhu Xing? What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I accidentally thought of something disgusting."

Akai Xiuichi took a cigarette and looked up. The winter afternoon sun was warm on his body. It was noisy in the distance, but the surroundings were very quiet.

But as long as he thought of An Shitou, there was no peace in his heart, only killing intent remained.

Akai Shuichi thought about it, and suddenly thought of a thought he had a few months ago.

——Amuro Toru is a very obvious mixed race, can you do something to detain him as an undercover FBI agent? Find another opportunity to sell him and climb up on the dead body of this loyal dog?

James didn't know what Akai Shuichi was thinking, he looked up at the time above the display, and got up and left the stool.

"I have to go now."

Akai Xiuyi nodded slightly, knowing that he couldn't stay too long.

But when James was about to turn and leave, Akai Shuichi suddenly stopped him again.

"The former SEAL who died on the train last night...where did he get shot?"

"In the middle of the brain stem~www.wuxiaspot.com~ James replied, "According to the Metropolitan Police Department's calculations, the murderer fired on another bridge 1,300 yards away, but the surrounding surveillance did not leave any clues..."

He didn't understand why Akai Shuichi would pay attention to this. As an undercover agent, he didn't need to care about other murder cases... Wait a minute, could it be this!

James reacted awkwardly. He looked at Hide Akai, but saw him shaking his head.

"Not sure yet."

1300 yards, at night, the target is sitting on the moving express train... Among the snipers he knows, only Angstra can do it.

But Angstra likes to hit people in the left eye, and he hasn't seen him hit anywhere else during training, and the middle of the brain stem doesn't fit his habit.

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In an office building in Cupido Town, Jing Baiye sighed out the window.

This office building is integrated with the shopping mall. The second basement floor is the garage, the basement one to the fourth floor is the shopping mall, and the fifth to the twenty-fourth floor is the office area.

He rented out every floor of the shops and office areas below, and the information team was placed on the nineteenth floor. Every day, they mixed with a bunch of ordinary social animals on other floors to go to work, and after get off work, they mixed with the customers of the shopping mall.

It seems that the number of people who are in contact has increased, but in fact, the concealment has become higher, and it is less noticeable than sneaking in and out of the back door of the Internet cafe in the past.

[My limit distance is really only 1200 yards...]

Although the target was still dead after being hit in the brain stem, for Jing Baiye, who regarded his left eye as the real key, the sniper mission last night was a failure.

[...Host, although I know you're telling the truth, why does it sound so... rude? 】The system speaks quietly.