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

This time Japanese language learning is over.

Qingliu Binguang knew that Gushe should be mastered as soon as possible, but he did not speed up the progress. He has learned multiple languages ​​himself and knows that this is a very boring process. Being forced to learn too much can easily lead to a disgusting mentality, which will actually slow down the progress.

He finished clearing the things on the table and looked up at the huge screen on the sleeping cabin.

The video of the seven-person accident had already stopped playing, and now it turned into a countdown.

--【1】

"One more year..." Qingliu Binguang murmured.

Next year, the "drama" will officially begin.

Aoyagi Binguang realized this, and his thoughts began to drift.

The game has progressed so far, except for him and Gushe, there are two other players left.

One was with him, and the other seemed to have gone to Canada. This person had a strong sense of confidentiality and did not reveal any identity information in the group chat.

There is no name, and the courier is a pseudonym. Even though she was worried about the plot and went back to Japan to find Matsuda Jinpei and Date Hang, she pinched her face both times, and her true appearance and skills were not exposed at all. [Gluttony] never asked.

However, judging from the fact that she wants to directly contact Matsuda Jinpei and Date Hang and try to change their plot (or destiny), her skills may be quite special...

Qingliu Binguang was thinking, and at this moment the Gushe beside him stood up. He came to his senses and called her.

"Wait, I have something else to tell you."

Aoyagi Binguang and this ally were wary of each other. They would hide many things from each other, and they would pretend not to know when they accidentally learned something - for example, he created the FBI serial murder case without telling the other party, for example, she did not want to ignore Miyano Akemi's death. Wanted to try and save her, but never asked him for help.

But they are sometimes very straightforward. At least when it comes to confronting organizations, they will not hide important information.

"There are two high-level officials in Japan that you should pay attention to." Aoyagi Himitsu went straight to the topic, "The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has ten headquarters, which are responsible for managing the cooperation of police departments in each jurisdiction and emergency response to major events. You should know this, right? ?”

Gushe nodded: "I know. So there are organized people there?"

"The head of the Fourth Area Headquarters is Inspector Hyodo." Aoyagi Himitsu said, "He took office a month ago and has a close relationship with Rum. This person..."

He suddenly brought up another topic: "Do you know about the evil cult in Japan?"

Gushe's expression was a little subtle: "I'm not sure what's going on here, but in my world...well, a certain prime minister was killed by a victim's family."

She used to think that only South Korea was more serious. There were even numerous rumors of strange shipwrecks there. Japan, across the sea, didn't have much of a problem.

Until a shooting incident completely shattered her understanding.

Aoyagi Binguang continued: "Chief Hyodo believes in one of them. I don't know the details. I can only confirm that it came from South Korea. As one of Rum's confidants, you can pay more attention to him if you have the opportunity to contact him in the future. "

Gushe felt her head hurt more than when she was reading just now, but she still responded: "I know. Where's the other one?"

"Someone else……"

Aoyagi Binguang paused, showing a thoughtful expression. After a while, he said: "This is an American, related to Goldwasser... This is up to me. It is difficult to contact him with your identity."

"In one year, I will be stationed in Japan, and I will have the opportunity then."

Senior American personnel in Japan? Gushe was slightly stunned by this information, but was not surprised when Aoyagi Binguang said later that he would stay in Japan. After all, the main plot had already begun, and it was impossible for him to stay in the United States.

"There is one last thing." Qingliu Binguang looked directly at her, "It has to do with you."

"Huh?" Gushe was confused.

"After you become proficient in Japanese and [human] messengers can communicate freely, you can consider placing a 'small account' in the organization who can get a code name."

"...I don't need you to remind me, I originally planned to do this." Gushe said tactfully.

"You misunderstood me. What I meant was that this 'trumpet' was also an undercover agent sent by you."

Facing the stunned Gushe, Qingliu Binguang smiled.

"The fog particles have followed the gems and have locked the location of the BOSS. Now we need to find out the personnel and defense there. To be safe, the specific time of usurping the throne will be one year later. When Goldwasser succeeds in taking over, I will discuss the status of the organization. become special."

"That 'she' or 'he' can come to me at that time. Because..."

The next words were swallowed up in the boundless darkness of space.

……

On the fourth floor of an ordinary apartment, Miwa Kazuya was worrying about the computer when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He was curious about who the visitor was at this time, so he walked over and opened the door.

Qingliu Binguang stood outside the door.

The snake eagle that feeds on snakes stopped on his shoulder, and he smiled friendly at him: "Good afternoon, can you invite me in for a seat?"

As the saying goes, Miwa Kazuya had no confidence in facing this teammate who gave him daily living expenses, so he directly moved out of his position and allowed the opponent to enter the room.

Aoyagi Binguang sat down directly on the clean sofa, and Miwa Kazuya went to the kitchen to make tea. He placed a cup of Silver Needle Tea in front of the other person's eyes, and sat across from him with a can of iced Coke.

"Are you okay?" Miwa Kazuya asked.

"I will go to Japan next year." Aoyagi Binguang said, "Will you go back with me? I will arrange a new identity for you to prevent the police from investigating you."

Knowing that his wanted order was still posted at various stations, Miwa Kazuya silently held a Coke. He didn't hesitate and nodded quickly: "Okay." He added: "It's just that I want to change my local identity. By the way, my age Changing your age is always a bit troublesome.”

Qingliu Binguang said kindly: "Of course. You can create a new face and give me a suitable identity and background, and I will try my best to arrange it for you."

Miwa Kazuya was relieved inwardly. The man opposite me is sometimes easy to talk to. As long as he is obedient and useful, he can arrange things better than his own parents... No, he can take care of people.

His eyes fell on the snake eagle on Qingliu Binguang's shoulder: "This bird is so handsome." He praised it first, and then asked, "You also gave your animal messenger to that...that red player?"

Qingliu Binguang stroked the snake eagle: "Yes."

"She gave me an eagle to help me detect the situation below from above on a daily basis; and I gave her a snake to help her, who only became an undercover agent halfway, make up for her shortcomings in finding bugs and micro cameras..."

When he said this, he smiled at Kazuya Miwa: "Your animal messenger is also good, but it's a pity that I haven't used it yet."

Sharing the long-term use rights of his animal messengers, the bear and the octopus, with him was one of the conditions for his help at that time. Miwa Kazuya smiled dryly: "There will be opportunities in the future."

Aoyagi Binguang was drinking tea. He looked at the tea leaves floating on it with great interest: "Is there any chance that your novel will be published before you go to Japan?"

Miwa Kazuya was speechless at his sudden change of topic, and answered honestly: "I can't write at all."

He didn't want to rely solely on Aoyagi Binguang for his finances, and he didn't want to go out to work, so he planned to make money by writing at home.

Because this is the world of mystery comics, and the top spots on the best-seller list are all mystery novels, he also wants to take this path. It's a pity that he has no talent in this area.

"If that doesn't work, you can consider writing something that you have seen in reality but that has not been published in this world. Not only novels, but also comics, movies or TV series."

Aoyagi Binguang made a suggestion.

"You want me to be a copycat like [Arrogant]?" Miwa Kazuya said in surprise.

"You don't have to publish it, just show it to me, and I can give you the royalties." Aoyagi Binguang said, "I've always been curious about what interesting works you have."

Miwa Kazuya scratched his hair: "I haven't read many novels in this area, but I have followed the trend of a few TV series and web series, among which..."

He recalled it, and he had a clear memory in this regard. He remembered all the relationships between the characters, the origin, process, and ending of the case, and even the lyrics of the theme song.

"...I remember one of them most clearly." Miwa Kazuya said, "It's called "White Night", have you heard of it? It's an online drama and it's very popular."

Qingliu Binguang held the tea cup: "What story did you tell?"

"The story of a pair of twin brothers. The older brother is a policeman, and the younger brother is a suspect in a murder case. For this reason, the younger brother 'disappeared' from the society. In fact, he was hiding in his older brother's house. Because the older brother has night phobia, they exchanged identities. Appearing alternately in front of others..."

Miwa Kazuya was talking and suddenly stopped.

Because he saw Qingliu Binguang staring at him across the way.

In the past year, Miwa Kazuya has never seen Aoyagi Binguang show such an expression. At this moment, those light brown eyes shed all disguises, leaving only the truest emotions.

The cup of tea was held in his hand, and there seemed to be cracks in the cup.

Miwa Kazuya had a bad premonition: "Um...is this story okay? If not, I will try to remember other things..."

Qingliu Binguang came back to his senses, he was still looking at him, and his voice returned to its former calmness.

"That's it," he said. "I think it would make a good story."

……

Montreal, Canada.

Sugitani returned home with his briefcase, threw himself into the sofa, and let out a long sigh.

His mother came from the balcony, put down the kettle in her hand, and walked to him with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just a little unhappy at work." Sugitani waved his hand, he propped up his body and looked around: "Where is Hagakure? I remember she has no class this afternoon, right?"

"She went to work again."

Sugitani groaned, and when he saw his mother walking away, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Their family has been in Canada for two years. His parents have no problem, and his sister Sugitani Hagakure also likes it here. She is studying in college while working various part-time jobs, and her life is very fulfilling.

He is different. He graduated from the Law Department of Toto University. He can only find a better job if he stays in Japan. After coming to Canada, his professionalism is almost zero and he has to start from scratch.

It would be great if I could go back... I really don't know why my sister hates it there so much and wants to bring him here alive. She is obviously not a brother-controller...

Sugitani sighed again.

He took out his phone and scanned the contacts in it. Many of them were his classmates or friends in Japan. He thought for a while and clicked on one randomly.

The other party quickly connected, and a female voice came over: "Hello?"

"Are you Tachibana-senpai? I'm Sugitani. We met at a sorority party." He loosened his tie and relaxed himself, "I want to ask..."

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The next chapter is when Conan shows up.

PS: To celebrate entering a new stage, the cover has been changed. (End of chapter)