Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 135 The Winter is Coming
On the other side, a hotel in Moscow.

At 7:40 in the morning, it was still dark. Sitting alone in the room, Amuro Toru sighed tiredly while looking at the files and photos on the computer.

Unable to reach the scene, he could only read other people's reports like this. There must be many omissions. He knew that Yuya Kazami had tried his best to pass on everything he could collect, but...

He pressed his temples hard.

In addition to the concerns about the people in the three accidents (Kazami did not give him the specific casualties) and the anger and disgust towards the organization, there are other problems that are also bothering Toru Amuro.

——Congressman Kawajiri, is he so important to the organization?
As an intelligence officer, Toru Amuro is always concerned about personnel changes and every action within the organization.

Those who have made serious mistakes and lost value will be silenced on the spot; as for more important members, if those people "unfortunately" fall into the hands of the police or intelligence agencies, the organization will first consider rescuing them, and will only kill them if they cannot be saved.

Representative Kawajiri was expected to participate in the election, but he was caught for corruption. Toru Amuro thought he was just an ordinary official who had done business with the organization-the organization occasionally sold some dirty information about opponents to politicians-but this time the organization actually wanted to take him away. His identity seems unusual.

Moreover, why not just hijack the car on the road, insist on making such a big noise, and wait until the congressman gets to the hospital?
Are you worried that the police or police will ambush you on the road?

What happened to the shrine explosion in the morning?Was it done by the organization?If so, with such a high profile and boldness, aren't you afraid that official agencies will investigate and thoroughly expose the organization to the public?

...More and more questions appeared in his mind, making Toru Amuro's brain buzz and hurt as he had not rested well.

He took a deep breath, looked at the time under the computer, and decided to go down to have breakfast and relax for a while.

Even if he is undercover, even if he can juggle three jobs, he is still a living person who needs proper rest and food to make his body function better.

Toru Amuro quickly locked the computer and door and walked out of the room.

The entire corridor was bathed in white light, the surroundings were quiet, and every door was closed.The study tour group’s gathering time is set at 11 o’clock every day, so many people may not be up yet.

Toru Amuro didn't make any noise. He took his mobile phone and came to the restaurant quietly.

There were not many people in the restaurant on the first floor. As soon as he entered, he saw Kudo Shinichi sitting alone at a table by the window, with a cup of black coffee, a plate of bulgur pancakes and several small jars of jam in front of him.

Kudo Shinichi was thinking about which kind of jam would be better to apply. Maybe he felt someone was looking at him. He raised his head and met Toru Amuro's eyes: "Teacher Amuro!"

Toru Amuro, who was called by a student, paused, walked to him naturally, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Good morning, Kudo-kun, you got up so early." Toru Amuro greeted.

He looked at the table and found that there was a cup of coffee beside him and opposite Kudo Shinichi, with beautiful leaf-shaped latte art floating on the surface.

Amuro showed a smile and asked: "This cup of coffee belongs to Mr. Aoyagi? Is he also up?"

Kudo Shin nodded, half-turned around and looked behind him: "It's over there."

When Toru Amuro heard this, he raised his head and saw Aoyagi Hikou.

Today, he did not tie up his hair with a hairband that seemed to be a real emerald. His long hair with an inconspicuous bend was draped behind his back, so that Toru Amuro almost didn't recognize it at first glance.

"He's singing?"

Toru Amuro noticed that Aoyagi Binguang was holding a guitar in his arms, and there was a faint sound of singing.

Kudo Shinichi nodded again: "He said that the blinis here are delicious. He asked the chef how to knead the dough. The female chef asked him to sing to her, and she told him."

"..."

Because of the distance and the fact that the song was in Russian, Toru Amuro couldn't hear what was being sung for the time being, but he admired Aoyagi Binguang for his leisurely elegance.

In terms of national relations, Aoyagi Binguang, as an American, is even less popular here, especially since he is an FBI... The Russian intelligence agency headquarters is right next to him, so he doesn't care so much?

Toru Amuro looked away speechlessly.At this time, the waiter came to take orders. He was not in the mood, so he casually ordered some big bread and coffee.

"Teacher Aoyagi didn't bring the rabbit down?" Toru Amuro suddenly asked.

"No, Teacher Aoyagi said it was not feeling well and put it in the room."

Kudo Shinichi drank coffee and frowned worriedly: "Rabbits are very dangerous in low temperature environments. They will die suddenly if you are not careful. When I went to his room yesterday, I saw that he was very sick... If he couldn't find anyone to take care of him, I don’t think Aoyagi-sensei would bring it to Russia.”

No, it’s definitely not that you can’t find someone to take care of you.

Toru Amuro retorted in his mind.

The high-end tower apartment where Aoyagi Binguang lives allows residents to keep pets, and there is a dedicated room for pets on the first floor: if the owner goes out for something, he can leave his pet there for care, and there is no charge for a certain period of time.So he brought his pet here, probably because the rabbit was smarter - Toru Amuro still remembered its strange body language - and could temporarily take care of his things when he left.

But unfortunately, animals are just animals after all. People really don't guard against them like they guard against people. Their fragile bodies will put them under greater restrictions.

After Toru Amuro collected two pieces of information, he suddenly realized an important point.

"Are you going to his room?"

"Yes." Kudo Shinichi admitted openly. When he mentioned his hobbies, his eyes lit up: "Ms. Aoyagi and I both brought a few mystery novels. I think the one I just finished is good. I want to Recommended to him.”

Toru Amuro remembered that they were both fans of mystery novels: "Is the story interesting?"

"Although some of the plots are too boring, one of them is very interesting. It tells the story of the detective being kidnapped."

Amuro showed an interested look, and when Kudo Shinichi saw him like this, he directly introduced the plot without saying much.

"This is a female detective who has lost her memory. She has been trying to regain her memory."

"That day, her enemies came to her door. They locked her in a room on the second floor, but the effect of the medicine expired early. She woke up and overheard their conversation. They planned to rest for a night first, and then talk to her about it. Give the floppy disk recording important transaction information to the boss together."

"She opened the rope at night, but did not leave. Instead, she used the snow underneath to create the illusion of slipping away. In fact, she was secretly hiding in a secret door in the house!"

"But the next day, those people really thought she had escaped, so they all went out to chase her! She was left with an empty house!"

Toru Amuro: "..."

"Kudo-kun..."

The public security policeman who was quite optimistic about Kudo Shinichi had no choice but to interrupt the enthusiastic young detective.

"This kind of 'the most dangerous place is the safest place' only exists in novels. Just read it. In reality, if you encounter this kind of thing, run away quickly. The right thing to do is to call the police as soon as possible after running away."

"No, Mr. Amuro, Kyoko is not reckless." Kudo Shinichi retorted, "There are more important things in the house. She took the risk to find the floppy disk those people mentioned."

"That too..."

Amuro Toru's words suddenly stopped.

Kudo Shinichi saw the mixed-race teacher slowly widen his eyes, as if lightning struck him in the chaotic darkness, and he stood up suddenly.

"Sorry, excuse me!"

Toru Amuro turned around and left the restaurant.

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"While pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, soft gauze floats on the river; Katyusha stands on the steep bank, singing like bright spring..."

Aoyagi Binguang held an acoustic guitar in his arms and sang a lyrical ditty to a chef for some simple experience and skills.

His greatest interest is music.

He likes piano and guitar. He is born with an absolute sense of music and a beautiful voice. He is good at singing and never sings out of tune.

——Even if it was a song he heard once in a while in his childhood, he could sing it word for word for more than ten years.

His second interest is cooking.

He likes Western food, pastries, and looking at recipes to try exotic dishes. It's fun for him to taste some weird snacks.

——No matter how tired you are, you will prepare delicious food to reward yourself.

Aoyagi Binguang's fingers, calloused by various firearms and fighting exercises, were briskly strumming the guitar strings.

He saw the mirror on the opposite wall, which reflected the back of the blond mixed-race undercover agent who was quickly leaving.His fingers trembled slightly and he played a wrong note.

The windows of the restaurant were not closed tightly, and a cold wind blew into the room.The familiar coldness enveloped Qingliu Binguang. He looked away, smiled softly, and sang the last line gently.

"Katyusha stands on the steep shore, singing like... a bright spring..."

(End of this chapter)