[Group Conan] The organization is called the Fifth Personality

At Honda Yamatake's house, someone knocked on his door.

Are they here to kill me? They must be, right?

"Mr. Honda, are you home? I found evidence!" The gravekeeper turned on the voice changer. Hearing this familiar voice, Honda Yamatake was surprised and happy.

He didn't expect Mr. Maori to actually find evidence. He thought that the people coming to the company would not come so quickly, so he got out of bed and ran to the door to open it.

There was a strange man outside the door. Honda Yamatake subconsciously wanted to close the door, but one foot was between the door and the door frame.

"Listen, I'm here to save you." The gravekeeper said, and squeezed into the room with force.

Honda Yamatake simply gave up, took a few steps back and sat on the bed. Death was nothing to be afraid of.

"What's the expression? Don't you believe I'm here to save you?"

"Are you a policeman?" The only possibility Honda could think of was that Maori Kogoro called the police, so the police came to protect him.

"No, I'm not a policeman, and of course, I'm not from your company." The gravekeeper coaxed, "Do you want to do something big, such as destroying your company?"

Honda Yamagi straightened his back: "What do you mean?"

"Would you like to join our anti-crime squad? If you join, you can deal with the criminal company yourself, and you only need to move your fingers behind the scenes, and you don't have to fight on the front line at all..."

It would be a lie to say that he is not tempted. Although he is already over 30 years old, he is still a middle school boy at heart, with the passion to fight against crime. But Honda does not believe that there is a free lunch in the world:

"Just tell me, what do you want?"

"We need you to help set up a website for our internal use. Don't worry, we don't do anything illegal. We will post some tasks on the website, all of which are tasks to stop or fight against the actions of criminal organizations."

In fact, with their class having a brain channel, they don't need such a website at all. These are all for peripheral members to see. In the future, in addition to the resurrected people, they will also attract some outstanding talents. Only when the organization is strong can they compete with the behemoth of the winery.

Although they have the golden finger, they still have shortcomings. For example, no one in the class can use a sniper rifle, which may not be conducive to their future missions. If Zhu Fu Jingguang joins them, the mission will have an extra layer of protection, which is why they decided to pull in external members.

Honda Shangui probably felt that he had nothing to lose, and if he didn't agree, he might face the company's pursuit, so he nodded in agreement.

It's not because he thinks it's cool, absolutely.

"Very good, then let's leave." After saying that, the gravekeeper took out a shovel from his clothes.

This made Honda Shangui look at him several times: How is this shovel hidden?

The gravekeeper didn't know he was wondering about this, because he just took it out of the system space and didn't think there was any problem at all.

Yes, they also have a system space, and the golden finger props refreshed by the classmates will be temporarily stored in the space.

"Why did you take out the shovel?"

"Ah, because I received news that there are bad guys holding sniper rifles on the rooftop opposite. As long as you are out of his blind spot, a bullet will shoot into your head." After thinking for a while, the gravekeeper added, "Maybe two bad guys will come to the door to block you soon. Let's escape first."

After that, the gravekeeper began to dig a tunnel. He was very fast and dug ten meters in less than a minute.

Honda Yamaga's pupils trembled: Is this a cement floor? Not tofu? Is his shovel and arm strength so strong?

"Come down quickly, let's leave quickly."

"Okay."

On the rooftop opposite, Cohen has been lying there for more than half an hour, and he hasn't seen the target person yet.

"Cohen, is the target dead?" Gin's voice came from the headset,

"No, I can only see the window near the target's house. During this period, I didn't see him come out of the apartment."

Gin is currently next to the apartment, and the door in front of him is the only exit of the entire apartment.

"Vodka, stay here."

He planned to personally kill the man who had caused him so much trouble.

"Yes, big brother."

Soon, Gin arrived outside Honda Yamaki's room. Without hesitation, he took out a gun with a silencer, aimed at the door lock and fired two shots, and then the door opened directly.

There was no one inside, and a hole was in the middle of the room, which was very eye-catching.

From the freshness of the soil inside, it can be seen that the hole was not dug for a long time.

Gin cautiously did not jump down, but took out a smoke bomb and threw it in.

While the smoke bomb was in effect, he observed the room and did not find any useful information.

Five minutes later, Gin asked Vodka to come in,Cohen was left alone to guard the gate.

"Brother, he actually dug a tunnel to escape?!"

"Go down and take a look." Gin ordered.

Vodka nodded, then crawled in. Although his physique was a bit limited, he was flexible enough and crawled more than ten meters in a short while.

"Brother, this tunnel is so long!"

Vodka was surprised. He didn't expect the target to dig so far. Did he dig for several days?

Hearing Vodka's report in the earphone, Gin gave another order:

"Go to the exit immediately, he shouldn't have run far."

"Yes, brother."

Vodka continued to crawl inside.

The two people who came out of the tunnel were taken away by the lawyer who was waiting there in advance.

In the car, the lawyer drove seriously, and the gravekeeper and Honda Yamaki patted the dirt on their bodies, and then looked at each other in silence.

After a while, Honda Sangui finally felt a little bit of the reality of escaping death, and he tried to ask:

"Excuse me, what should I call you?"

"You can call me the gravekeeper, this is my code name, he is a lawyer."

"We use occupations as code names? Then what is my code name? Programmer?" Honda Sangui was a little expectant.

However:

"When you don't make achievements, you don't have a code name."

"Okay, that's right. By the way, can you help me send this document to Maori Kogoro, or I can do it myself." He was holding the evidence that was originally intended for Maori.

"We will help you send it." The gravekeeper took the document.

"Thank you so much, where are we going now?"

"A temporary base, you will live there temporarily in the future."

After a long journey, the car drove to the suburbs. Along the way, all the surveillance cameras that captured this car were covered by the program created by Sawada You.

【Task Checker: Checking...Task 3 has been completed, congratulations for receiving the reward ‘Tool Man’ x 2

Gravekeeper (Gravekeeper): Sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers, sprinkle flowers

I Love Invention (Mechanic): Oh, I couldn’t help much, and I lost a robot, damn sniper, @Biology Graduate (Embarker) resurrect Jingguang next, we also need a sniper!!!

Biology Graduate (Embarker): Guaranteed resurrection.

Novel Creator (Novelist): Mercenary, take me to actual combat when there is a chance later, I want to develop quietly and finally blind Gin’s eyes.

Bounty Hunter (Mercenary): Then I will pick some bounty missions for you in the future?

Puppet Maker (Puppet Master): I want it too, this mission made me deeply aware of my shortcomings, and I also want to improve myself!

Dog-Head Detective (Cowboy): Great, I finally don’t have to worry about it, I don’t want to drag Conan anymore. 】

In the Metropolitan Police Department, Conan and Kitagawa Anshu finished taking statements, and Officer Megure said that he would do his best to find the murderer.

Conan didn't have much hope. It was good enough that Officer Megure could issue a reward for "Cook's information".

"Let's go create evidence." Conan's glasses reflected, it was time to end the previous case.

"Yeah."

The two took a car to the place where Nakajima Feng worked, and asked the front desk to call Nakajima Feng out.

"Excuse me, who are you..." He didn't understand why a man came to him with a child.

"Hello, my name is Kitagawa Anshu, a detective, and this is Edogawa Conan, also a detective. We came to you for the 100 million fire case a few years ago. You were the maker of that case, right?"

It was obviously a question, but Kitagawa Anshu said it very confidently.

"You are slandering me! I didn't start any fire." Nakajima Feng looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. Kitagawa Xingshu went straight to the point:

"You have been preparing for this for a long time. There are traces of your experiments in that warehouse. No matter how you deal with it, you can't cover it up, as well as the key that can open Honda Yamatake's door."

Nakajima Feng was silent for a while, and then his attitude became tough:

"So what? It doesn't prove that I am the murderer. I was just curious and experimented with the new things I learned on the Internet in the warehouse. The key was also a practice I learned from my father."

"But we found a fingerprint on the fragments of the timer device at the fire scene, and that fingerprint just matched yours. We told you in advance because we want you to surrender. If you have this attitude, Conan, call the police."

Kitagawa Xingshu spoke at a moderate speed.

Nakajima Feng looked incredulous:

"Impossible! I was wearing gloves..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something. Sure enough, Kitagawa Anshu clapped his hands twice:

"You admitted it yourself."

"We have recorded it. Confess your guilt, uncle." Edogawa Conan called the police.

Nakajima FengHe looked dazed: "No, I can't go to jail. Please, you can ask for as much money as you want, but don't call the police. I have elderly parents and children to take care of. What will happen to my family if I go to jail?..."

"Then have you ever thought about Mr. Honda's fate? He owed 100 million overnight. What if he can't get over it?" Conan didn't understand the thinking of people like Nakajima Feng. Just because of jealousy, he wanted to fall into an irreparable situation.

"We must call the police. Since we have done this, we must bear the consequences."

Nakajima Feng suddenly knelt on the ground, crying and saying that he had felt bad all these years and that he also wanted to make amends.

Unfortunately, the call to the police had been made, and the justice for Honda Yamatake was late.

"Kid, why are you here?" Maori Kogoro came here again to investigate Nakajima Fuu, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.

"What's going on?"

"Detective Maori, we meet again. I guess you are also here to investigate the fire case. The perpetrator Nakajima Fuu has admitted the crime. We are calling the police."

Kitagawa Anshu explained, Maori Kogoro knocked his left hand with his right hand:

"Is that so? That's great. I was having a headache about this. Good boy, you did a good job!"

After that, Maori Kogoro started to call Honda Yamaki.