The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Kuroba Kaito narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Shinde Tomaki's face.

The sense of dissonance was fleeting, and the indescribable strangeness disappeared immediately.

Shinde Tomaki looked at Kuroba Kaito who was staring at his face and asked in confusion: "Kuroba-san, is there something on my face?"

Kuroba Kaito shook his head with a dull expression, "No, no."

When the bus arrived at Mihua Park, which is where Shinde Tomoe started from today, Shinde Tomoe got off first.

"Goodbye, everyone."

Watching Tomaki Shinde get off the bus, the bus drove one more stop and Judy also got off.

"Bye bye!"

Judy said hello energetically, Qin Zhibo looked at the woman's back, then adjusted the telescope view and looked at a Ford pickup truck parked on the street not far away.

She and the man named Akai Shuichi are indeed in the same group.

Because behind the half-open window of the pickup truck was Shuichi Akai.

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After Judy got out of the car, she glanced around her surroundings out of habit, found the familiar pickup truck, and skillfully opened the door and got in.

But she wasn't sitting in the passenger seat, but in the back seat.

As for the reason, there was already someone on the co-pilot.

"I came late. I chatted with those people in the car and had goals."

Sitting in the passenger seat was a man with a British police sergeant's beard. His hair was the same silver-gray color as his beard, and the traces of time were reflected on his slightly sagging skin.

He turned his head slightly and said, "How's it going? Did you get any valuable information?"

"It seems not." Judy shook her head first, "But the target may have agreed to meet someone, because when the robber took away the phone, she turned off the phone first."

"She probably doesn't want the person she agreed to call her because she can't wait any longer." Shuichi Akai, who was sitting in the front driver's seat, added.

Judy nodded calmly.

At this time, Akai Shuichi put out the cigarette butt in his hand, put his hands on the steering wheel, and said calmly: "Actually, I met an old acquaintance in the car today, James. You should also know him."

"Oh?" The middle-aged and elderly man named James turned his head and looked at Akai Shuichi, "Who is it?"

"Vince Chin."

James' eyes widened slightly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, "Really? Are you sure it's him?"

"It's him."

"His name is Qin Zhibo now, and he seems to be a private detective."

Akai Shuichi took out another cigarette from his arms with his hands that had just settled down, lit it silently, and continued: "But he didn't seem to recognize me."

James's incredible expression gradually calmed down, and he said in an emotional tone: "I didn't expect that he would end up in Japan after losing sight of him for so many years after leaving his job."

"What a trick of fate."

Judy, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at the two Riddlers and finally couldn't help her curiosity. She quickly poked her head forward and asked, "Who is the Qin Zhibo you are talking about?"

James didn't play riddles and turned his head to look at Judy.

"He is also an FBI and we used to work together."

Upon hearing this, Judy's eyes widened in surprise, and Qin Zhibo's face appeared in her mind. Except for his mixed-race handsomeness, there was no FBI aura about him at all.

"He's from the FBI. They know him. Why don't I know him?" Judy asked again.

James solemnly replied: "This is because he left the job five years ago, just before you joined the FBI."

Judy is now 28 years old. Due to her excellent graduation grades and her relationship with her father, joining the FBI at the age of 23 is considered very good.

At that time, Judy, who had just joined the FBI, was arranged by James to work under Shuichi Akai, and the two sparked a love affair at work.

It's just that this "little spark" was extinguished after Shuichi Akai left to perform a top-secret undercover mission.

Although Judy still occasionally thinks about what would have happened if there had been no undercover mission.

But in general, what James meant was that Judy's qualifications in the FBI were still relatively low, and it was normal for her not to know "Vince Qin".

At this time, James continued: "Vince Qin is a very good FBI investigator with a quick mind, especially his marksmanship, just like you."

With that said, James looked at Akai Shuichi.

Akai Shuichi took a puff of cigarette and was noncommittal about this statement.

"Actually, I've known him a long time ago. He's an old friend of my father's."

When Shuichi Akai said this, even James was stunned.

"I see. No wonder he always took care of you when you first joined the FBI. I thought it was because he was interested in your Japanese identity."

The conversation between the two revealed more information, but this information made Judy even more curious about the character "Vince Qin".

Who is a person who can even take care of Shuichi Akai?

However, judging from today's incident, this person is indeed unusual. He was able to subdue the three robbers in the car without himself and Xiuyi taking action, although he relied on others.

The high school student who can do magic, the cool kid in his back seat, and Mao Lilan who can do karate.

"But now I don't understand why he came to Japan? Even if he wants to open a detective agency, America is a more suitable land for him, right?"

It's normal for James to have doubts. After all, being a detective generally requires an official background to do things more easily, and the FBI's background is pretty good.

Do you have any relatives here in Japan?

Or do you have special feelings for Japan?

As his former boss, James knew that Vince Chin was also of Japanese descent, just like Shuichi Akai.

Putting aside the personal thoughts of this former colleague for the moment, now that they are going to launch an action against the organization here in Japan, it is inevitable that they will not meet this acquaintance.

It was a bit strange that he didn't recognize Akai Shuichi this time, but that might happen in the future.

so.

"How should we treat him if we meet next time?"

"Should we tell him we are here for vacation, or should we tell him our mission and ask for assistance?"

James looked at Shuichi Akai next to him, obviously asking for his opinion.

Akai Shuichi was silent for a moment, and several Chinese characters popped out one by one in his mouth.

"Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?"

James: "?"

Judy: "?"

Akai Shuichi frowned slightly and explained: "This is a Chinese allusion, referring to."

Before he finished speaking, Akai Shuichi gave up explaining Eastern culture to two Westerners who were full of question marks, and said directly: "Considering his performance on the bus today, maybe he is still capable of helping us."

"But I think we should follow his own ideas first. The organization's affairs are not ordinary tasks. Is it reasonable to involve an FBI agent who has resigned?"

"Besides, I think we are not in such a bad situation that we need to rely on external forces."

James thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"That's it for now, Judy, you can leave first."

The pickup truck meeting ended, and Judy opened the door and left just in time.

Akai Shuichi, who was in the front seat, looked at Judy getting out of the car in the rearview mirror, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Wait a moment!"

"What's on the back of your shoulder?"

James quickly looked back and saw a small yellow disc attached to Judy's clothes.

Thanks to Yao Hen for the 1500 reward!