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

Hearing Morobushi Keimitsu's question, Furugaya Rei, who was staying in the National Police Agency's office, looked at the bug in the evidence bag beside the table.

This bug was in the shape of a cufflink. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't tell it was a bug. He had tested it and found that its reception range was even farther than those used by the public security department.

If such a device was found on a high-ranking police officer, Furutani Rei would probably be unable to sleep all night, but it was found on an ordinary detective in the First Investigation Division.

Moreover, he had not worn it for long, and probably only listened to the meeting on the embassy bombing.

Through the questions that Kokunran asked the detective and the surveillance footage he watched himself, Furukaya Rei had some guesses in his mind.

"There are suspects, but we are not sure. We need to investigate further."

After Fūya Rei finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Morifushi Kagemitsu had brought a junior with a special identity this time, so he turned the topic back to the case.

"How's Eto?"

"It's not a big problem, just a little nervous. I asked him to go with Akai to question the chief of staff, and now they have just returned."

Zhu Fushiki Kagemitsu paused. He had a feeling that Furuya Rei would be dissatisfied with this name again, so he quickly added: "This time it's an American agent and a Japanese police officer. Aoyagi and I will be in charge of questioning the former commander."

Furiya Rei naturally knew this mode of investigation. He did not continue to attack Akai, but continued to ask, "What did the consultant say?"

"His attitude is very cold, and he seems to hate Hunter quite a lot." Zhu Fujingguang said his first impression, "So I think the possibility of him helping the other party is very low."

"...It's good this way. At least the most troublesome person is not the murderer or accomplice."

Furiya Rei sighed, as if he was helpless, but also as if he was relieved.

The three most likely assistants are an ordinary soldier, an ordinary instructor, and a former commander who is now an advisor. If there really is something wrong with the former commander, they have no right to intervene.

The two of them exchanged a few brief words, and Fūya Rei knew that Morobushi Kagemitsu was still at the base, so he quickly hung up the phone.

He put down his phone, counted the piles of documents next to his computer, pressed his brows with a headache, and got up to make himself a cup of espresso.

The aroma of coffee gradually filled the office. Fōtani Rei took a sip and then placed the cup on a small table next to him to prevent himself from accidentally knocking over and dirtying the documents.

He calmed himself down, closed the fingerprint comparison results on the desktop, and clicked on another folder labeled [Photography].

As soon as the folder was opened, the photos inside filled the entire screen. Jōguchi opened one at midnight, and then flipped through the pages one by one.

Above are women in headscarves, young children, elderly people... Without exception, they all have expressions of fear and pain, lying in the ruins of their hometown, and there are obvious bullet holes or signs of torture on their bodies.

The faces of these people flashed before Fūya Rei's eyes one by one, and his brows furrowed slightly.

These were photos he had copied from the computer of the deceased former war correspondent Ryu Kamikawa not long ago. All of them were taken on the battlefield in the Middle East a few years ago.

——It is also evidence of the US military killing local civilians in the war a few years ago.

When he saw the photos for the first time, Fūya Rei understood why Samukawa Ryu received a large sum of money from a foreign account. It was probably the hush money for buying these photos.

These photos are useless now and cannot be used as a handle to threaten. After all, the Middle East war has ended long ago, and authoritative media reported the killing of civilians that year (Hunter was one of those exposed). These are just belated evidence.

There were about twenty photos, and Furiya Rei quickly turned to the last one, which also showed a corpse.

The deceased was wearing a relatively clean white robe, lying in the dirty and dusty ruins, with half of his face rotten and the remaining eyes staring upwards, his fingers strangely shaped like claws, as if he had grabbed something forcefully before he died.

"..."

Furiya Rei couldn't help but look at the photo for a few more seconds.

This was the only photo that made him feel strange, but he couldn't pinpoint where the strange feeling came from.

After all, it was a battlefield.

War has always been the place where the dark side of human nature can be best displayed - among the countless corpses, no matter what the cause of death is, it seems not surprising.

……

the other side.

Zhu Fu Jingguang hung up the phone and nodded to the juniors who were watching outside.

Daizo Eto immediately trotted over and opened the door of the passenger seat. Keimitsu Morobushi discovered that he was holding two cans of coffee bought from the vending machine next to him.

"Senior, this is for you."

The junior enthusiastically handed him a can, and then without waiting for him to speak, he opened the bottle and started drinking. Zhu Fu Jingguang had to put down his hand that was about to stop him.

Whatever, it's just something that comes out of a vending machine randomly, so it's not a big deal...

He put his can aside and waited patiently for his junior to finish drinking it, then turned to look at the Chevrolet next door. The FBI seemed to be taking turns driving, and this time it was Akai Shuichi who was in the driver's seat. The two older men looked at each other.

"Go back now?"

Zhu Fushi Jingguang always felt a little strange when facing Akai Shuichi. This mode of communication made him feel like he had returned to the organization.

It was unclear whether Akai Hideichi had the same feeling. He nodded slightly and started the Chevrolet directly. The black sedan took the lead and drove out of the parking lot first.

……

Yokosuka is a small port city. The military base is naturally built along the port coast, and there are several roads leading to the outside world.

Shuichi Akai chose a road that Aoyagi Akimitsu drove on in the morning. This road was the closest and had the least surveillance along the way, making it particularly suitable for undercover operations.

When the Chevrolet was about to pass an intersection, the two people in the car suddenly heard a noise not far away.

Shuichi Akai was instinctively alert, but he soon realized that it was not a new attack or criminals who discovered his identity and came to seek revenge. The noises all came from the flat ground of the park ahead.

He parked his car on the street next to the park. After a while, Zhu Fujingguang's car stopped behind him. Several people got out of the car and looked in that direction.

Zhu Fujingguang recalled what the bodyguard had said in the office just now, and realized what it was, his expression became complicated: "It's a public protest."

"Is it about the latest case?"

The junior Eto Daizo muttered to himself. He secretly glanced at the two FBI agents beside him and shifted his gaze to the park.

In front of him was a small park for daily use by citizens. There was no fence around it, only some simple greenery. Through the sparse trees, he could clearly see that the flat ground was crowded with people.

Patrolmen from a nearby small police station had already arrived. They stood in front of the crowd, trying their best to calm down the most emotional leaders.

Jiang Teng Daizo recognized the two people in the front at a glance. He was stunned for a moment: "Iwami and his wife..."

When Aoyagi Binguang heard the last name, he looked over at him and said, "Iwami? Is he the family member of the National Defense University student?"

Jiang Teng Da Zang nodded slowly: "Yes, yesterday morning, I went to the hospital to question them and confirmed that they were not suspects. I didn't expect them to..."

He didn't say the rest of the words until he saw clearly the signs held high by the people: "Protest the police for working for criminal American soldiers!"

Or rather, he couldn't say it. Zhu Fu Jingguang on the side also fell silent.

Akai Hideichi glanced over there, unaffected. He noticed a car parked not far away and warned, "Be careful, there are reporters and cameras nearby."

This was a special reminder to Zhu Fu Jingguang. Sure enough, when he heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked across the street, and saw a broadcast vehicle of Nichiren TV.

Zhu Fujingguang was not surprised that the reporters came so quickly. Such public activities have always been hot spots and easy to attract media. Moreover, these people protested to attract more attention.

——Only when more people pay attention can their anger be conveyed and they will be more likely to put pressure on the authorities.

Some people will even take the initiative to contact the media and ask them to do some field work in advance, so as to expand the impact as soon as possible.

"let's go……"

Zhu Fujingguang spoke in a low voice, saying that usually the police would keep an eye on the leaders of these protests to see whether they were truly petitioning for the people or were deliberately causing trouble by taking money from certain forces, and then put them in jail using evidence or fabricated evidence.

But he wasn't going to do that today.

"Wait, senior." The junior suddenly said, "I want to go over and help."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was startled, and his expression became serious, "Jiang Teng, don't act on your own!"

However, the juniors who were usually obedient also showed serious expressions at this moment.

"Senior, those ordinary patrolmen are useless. Before the Metropolitan Police Department comes to support us, I will go over and appease them first to prevent the situation from getting out of control."

He looked directly into Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes and said firmly: "Maintaining national stability is one of the responsibilities of the public security."

This statement made it difficult for Zhu Fu Jingguang to refute.

He frowned. He knew that such public protests had to be dealt with as quickly as possible, but...

"It's okay." Eto Daizo saw Morobushi Jingguang's hesitation and whispered, "Senior, I'm different from you. My father won't let me do dangerous work. I don't need to keep my appearance strictly confidential. Besides, I'm the only one who can go here."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was speechless for a moment.

The junior was right. We don't know when the Metropolitan Police Department will arrive. Among the four people present, Aoyagi and Akai are from the FBI. Aoyagi Akimichi has an obviously foreign appearance, which would only increase the excitement if he went there. Akai Shuichi and he are both former undercover agents whose latent organization has not yet been eradicated, so they are not suitable to be on camera.

The only ones who can go are indeed the younger generations.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's frown gradually relaxed. He looked at the determined eyes of his junior and sighed imperceptibly.

"then you go."

While compromising with his junior, he looked at the other two.

"Sorry, the situation is special right now, we plan to stay and help deal with it temporarily." He said, "Please go ahead."

The two FBI agents obviously knew that such a protest was not suitable for foreign agents to join, so they did not take the initiative to stay and help, and quickly drove away.

Zhu Fujingguang watched the black Chevrolet leave, sighed secretly again, and then his eyes fell on the back of Eto Daizo.

As he watched, he felt a little helpless, but also a little relieved.

I remember when his boss first handed the junior over to him for care, he mentioned some of the junior's past.

The younger generation experienced the same thing as himself when he was nine years old, and the murderer has not been caught yet. After that, the boss did not remarry and raised his son alone... Because he felt guilty about this child, he over-indulged him during the period, causing the younger generation to behave absurdly for a period of time.

Fortunately, the younger generation has returned to the right track and has now become a responsible public security police officer.

Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to go back to the car and wait, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of several figures out of the corner of his eye. The interviewers were walking towards them.

The lens of the camera on the cameraman's shoulder is facing downwards and is in the off state. It is obvious that the picture is now cut to the studio. They, the on-site staff, want to find onlookers for interviews.

Zhu Fu Jingguang intended to avoid him, but when he turned around to open the car door, he recognized the host approaching.

Mizuno Rena.

This female host, who was treated as a suspect in the recent Scott Scoobing case, has not suffered much impact on her career and is still entrusted with important tasks.

She walked towards them and naturally noticed the junior who took the initiative to greet them. Soon she glanced around and saw Zhu Fu Jingguang standing by the car.

Zhu Fujingguang discovered that the moment his eyes met hers, a hint of surprise flashed across Mizuno Rena's face.

……

In the Chevrolet that left first, Shuichi Akai had no idea what happened to the two police officers who stayed behind.

He and his colleagues tacitly did not mention the new intelligence they had collected, as they would naturally talk about it in the evening meeting. They were talking about the recent public protests.

"The leader is a family member of the victim?"

After returning home last night, Shuichi Akai looked through the information and had a general impression of the crimes committed by the missing soldiers.

"Yes. Not only them, I also saw the families of others."

Aoyagi Binkou sighed softly when he said this.

"After the incident yesterday, the media released photos of those soldiers. To ordinary people, they were just insignificant passers-by, but to those who have been hurt, seeing the images of the perpetrators again is probably a huge stimulus..."

Akai Shuichi glanced at him and said nothing.

Qing Liu Bingguang was about to say something else, but at this moment, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He looked at the incoming call notification and picked up it directly.

I don't know what the other person said, but when Shuichi Akai saw the usually calm face in the rearview mirror inside the car, he suddenly showed an expression of surprise.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Please change the route and take me to the Mihua Pharmacist Hospital."

Aoyagi Binguang put down his phone.

"There was an explosion in Beika-cho just now. The location of the explosion was downstairs of Jack Waltz's company. He is fine, but a Japanese citizen was injured."

Shuichi Akai had never been there before, so he swiped a few times on the phone fixed next to him with one hand to turn on the navigation function.

At the same time he asked again: "Do you know the injured person?"

If it is someone they don't know, they should go to the Metropolitan Police Department or the scene instead of rushing to the hospital.

"……Yes."

Qing Liu Binguang looked at the phone that automatically went off, with a hint of complexity between his brows.

"The injured person's name is Mao Lilan." (End of this chapter)