Conan: Peppermint Beluga

The discomfort of a hangover should be experienced by many drinkers, but it is not good anyway.

I don't know how many hours I've slept, but my head is still groggy. Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to stretch out his hand to do a set of eye exercises for himself, but who knew that raising one hand would move both hands together.

"?"

Looking down, he saw that his hands were actually handcuffed by handcuffs. It didn't count... There was thick hemp rope wrapped around the handcuffs.

Kidnapped? !

This was Zhu Fu Jingguang's first thought, and he was so frightened that he was half awake.

He looked left and right, looking at the surrounding environment. There were no windows in this room. In the empty room, apart from the sofa he was lying on, there were only a few cardboard boxes containing different sneakers.

The kidnapper was a shoe dealer?

And just when Zhu Fu Jingguang was about to get up and go to the cardboard box to see if there was anything to untie the rope, he heard footsteps coming from the door of the room.

Gudong.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva and his adrenal hormones continued to soar. Could it be that the kidnapper came back to silence him? You don't seem to be offending anyone, do you? Why was he suddenly kidnapped and the ticket was torn up?

Squeak.

The door of the room was opened, and the person standing at the door stared blankly at Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was curled up in the corner with a terrified expression, holding a military dagger in his hand.

"…Ala?"

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help but make a strange noise.

Matsuda walked over with a cold face, cut the rope skillfully, and then took the key to open the handcuffs. Seeing that the other party was sitting there without responding, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, do you still want to be tied up?"

"No, no," Zhu Fu Jingguang got up quickly, then moved his wrists with a smile, and said, "I thought I was kidnapped... Well, Matsuda-san, why did you tie me here?"

Could it be the practice of kidnapping?

Matsuda frowned at him and asked, "Don't remember?"

"what?"

With a silly look on his face, he was too lazy to answer.

Matsuda shook his head and didn't speak. After walking out of the room, he pointed to the breakfast on the dining table and said, "Hurry up and finish your meal, I have a task."

As expected of the ace killer, the chance of being ordered is very high.

After Zhu Fu Jingguang walked to the dining table and sat down, he ate sandwiches that were obviously bought from a convenience store, while looking at the furnishings in the room.

The space is very large, there are few things, and every corner is very clean.

Summary: PORTO has a habit of cleanliness.

After breakfast, Zhu Fu Jingguang was preparing to take a taxi to the mission location as usual, but who would have known that his boss, Iceberg, sat in as soon as he opened the car door today.

"Um?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little puzzled. Matsuda, who rides a windy motorcycle every day, has been modified today?

"Matsuda-san, don't you ride a motorcycle?"

Hearing this question, Matsuda's face sank a little bit. At this moment, silence is better than sound. Silence is Cambridge tonight.

The clever Zhufu Jingguang had already felt that the temperature of the surrounding air was dropping, and he seemed to have said something wrong.

Arriving at the mission location, after he took out his wallet and paid the fare, just as he got out of the car, a gust of wind blew the memory he had lost back into his head.

"…"

What happened in the tavern last night, including holding a telephone pole and dancing stupidly, even lying on Matsuda's car and being escorted all the way home by Matsuda, and vomiting the windy motorcycle before getting off the car The car even rubbed against Matsuda's clothes behind him.

I deserve to be bound, and I should be bound. I thank Mr. Matsuda for not killing him.

After Zhu Fu Jingguang got home today, he immediately added a note in his notebook: PORTO is a good person.

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Since the beginning of the mission with Zhu Fu Jingguang, there has been no contact with gin for a while.

I really didn't expect to see you downstairs at home today, it's really a rare visitor.

"Is something wrong?"

Jin Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly to observe Matsuda, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and seemed to be a little taller than when they met before.

"PORTO, I have a task for you."

"What kind of task will make you come and tell me so much?"

"I can't contact you, hehe."

Matsuda took out his mobile phone from his pocket. It should have been automatically shut down when there was no electricity. He took off his motorcycle helmet and asked, "What is the mission?"

"Sherry, go watch her."

Shirley, the code name Matsuda is not unfamiliar. She is the smartest scientist in the organization and is currently conducting drug research and development entrusted by that gentleman.

However, Matsuda has never been in contact with the tissue medicine research department since he was a child, so he doesn't know what the scientist looks like.

"Using me to monitor, don't you think it's a bit of a waste of human resources?"

Gin smiled and lit a cigarette, looked down at Matsuda, and said indifferently, "She is very important to the organization, so I need you to go."

"I know, email me the specifics."

"Well, don't let me down."

This sentence is a warning to yourself not to get too close to that girl named Shirley?

Matsuda pursed his lips, and his eyes fell on the black Porsche 356A of Jinjiu. He still drove this car for so many years, which is really long enough.

After watching Gin leave, Matsuda took his long legs and returned to his residence, a high-end apartment building in 1-chome, Mikacho. The security management here is very good. He has lived here for at least a year, and there has been no murder case.

The triangular rice ball in the convenience store is heated in the microwave oven, and then poured a cup of cola. I don't like coffee or milk, and I don't know why the guy who only drinks carbonic acid can grow so tall.

After Matsuda finished the simple dinner, he went into the bathroom and started to take a shower.

There is plenty of time after the mission. He is not like a model worker like Gin. Every day, he sits in his Porsche 356A and shuttles in places such as Mikacho and Cupado. He doesn’t know where so many mission orders come from.

It is also a miracle that the car that has accompanied him for several years has not broken down.

Using his own password to open the information about Sherry, after seeing the rich resume, Matsuda became a little interested in this genius scientist.

At the age of 12, he was sent to Columbia University to study. At the age of 16, he returned to Japan to start biological research. His current position turned out to be the director of the research institute of Minsen Biopharmaceutical Co., Ltd.

If you don't look at the ID photo next to him, it's hard not to think that this genius scientist is at least thirty years old.

Well, there are really good people with code names in this organization. It's interesting to be in the position of the director of the research institute at the age of sixteen.

Matsuda took out his mobile phone and quickly edited a text message and sent it out. After checking at home that no one had installed bugs or other devices, he closed the computer page and turned around to enter the bedroom.

Be vigilant enough.

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Mingsen Bio-Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. is not located in Mika-cho, but in Okuho-cho.

Matsuda got off his motorcycle, took off his black sunglasses and looked at the very formal research institute in front of him, then turned to look diagonally across the road, less than 100 meters away, was the North Okusu Police Station.

The organization is really bold enough to blatantly conduct illegal research near the police station.

Is the most dangerous place the safest place?

Matsuda parked the car and walked to the entrance of the research institute. He took out his own card to refresh, and he successfully opened the entrance of the research institute.

Inside the one-way bulletproof glass door, there stood four sturdy young men in black suits. After looking at Matsuda, they were slightly startled, and then they reacted and hurriedly bowed to say hello.

"Mr. PORTO, you are here!"

Matsuda looked at the internal structure. It was really different from the organization's usual style of painting. The decoration was mainly white, and he couldn't even see a bit of black.

Oh, it's not that I can't see it... The security guard standing at the door is the black eye.

An eyesore? Matsuda looked down at his dress, as if he was not qualified to say that.

"Take me to Sherry's."

"Yes!"

Walking in the research institute, Matsuda found that the number of security guards here is more exaggerated than that in the organization. On average, every three researchers in white coats will be followed by a security guard in black.

Matsuda couldn't help raising his eyebrows. It seemed that the drug research conducted here should be a new type of poison that the woman mentioned.

Outside the laboratory, which was made of all visible glass, the security guard who led the way stopped and said, "Mr. PORTO, here we are."

"Well, back off."

There are five or six researchers gathered in the laboratory. They are studying something in front of a microscope. One of the girls with brown hair who is not gregarious has her hands in her pockets, and she can see on her face what they are studying at this time. not interested.

No, it's boring enough to yawn.

There are no men in black in the laboratory, but Matsuda has noticed that every corner of the laboratory is equipped with omnidirectional camera probes without blind spots, which is more uncomfortable than being followed.

It is always more comfortable to follow overtly than to observe and peep in the dark.

Matsuda knocked twice on the glass curtain wall, and the researchers inside noticed the blackness, but when they found out that it was an unfamiliar face, UU read www.uukanshu.com with doubts.

The security guards who can come to the laboratory are single digits, but the security guards who disturb the research when they are not operating illegally... do not exist.

A black-haired young man walked out with faint dark circles under his eyes, apparently due to lack of sleep. He asked, "Excuse me, did we conduct illegal operations just now?"

"no."

"then you…"

"I was sent to monitor Sherry, any questions?"

The black-haired youth was stunned for a second and realized that the guy in front of him who looked like a junior high school student was actually a well-known PORTO in the organization.

The organization wanted to send someone to monitor the director. It had already spread throughout the laboratory, and they were not allowed to communicate with Sherry except for academic discussions on weekdays.

Of course, they also don't want to chat with this genius who is so cold that he can pierce you out of an ice hole.

When Matsuda came to her, Shiho Miyano's mood that he thought he was pretty good turned completely bad. When she was studying at Columbia University, the organization arranged for someone to spy on her, but she also knew that she could not escape the scope of the organization, so she did not provoke those ordinary college students.

Of course, a genius who skips grades and reads will be regarded as an alternative monster. Miyano Shiho is too lazy to be friends with those people, and he is happy alone.

What I didn't expect was that the organization actually sent such a high-level figure close to Jinjiu's status to monitor him. He really looked down on her.

Miyano Shiho didn't give Matsuda a good look on the spot, turned around and prepared to go to his single dormitory in the research institute.

Before Matsuda opened his mouth to express his intention, he saw that the girl with brown hair didn't even give him a look, stepped on high heels... and left.

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