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

At the Public Security Bureau of the Metropolitan Police Department, Daizo Eto, who had just returned from a field mission, submitted a report and discovered that his predecessor, Keimitsu Morifushi, was missing.

He looked around and reached out to stop a senior who was passing by: "Do you know where Senior Zhu Fu went?"

The person he stopped was Yuya Kazami, who was also holding a document. He was stopped in his tracks and had to answer, "He went to the conference room with a colleague from the police department. Before he left, he told you to wait for him here."

Yuya Kazami knew who the colleague from the National Police Agency was, but he did not reveal his identity or what they discussed.

Jiang Teng Daizo realized that this meant that he should not go, and he was a little disappointed: "You don't let me participate..."

"You know the public security confidentiality system. If this mission is not your responsibility, you cannot reveal a single word no matter who asks." Another senior public security official came over, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"But I am his junior..." he couldn't help but say.

"So what if I'm a junior? I can't tell anything even to my superiors or family members."

The senior had a helpless tone as someone who had experienced it, and Feng Jianyu pushed his glasses: "Is there something urgent that you want to talk to him about?"

Eto Daizo shook his head. "It's not an urgent matter. It's just that I took private action in the face of public protests a few days ago and accepted an interview, which forced him to reflect on it together. I think I can get off work on time today, so I want to treat him to a meal as an apology."

The people around showed surprised expressions. Most of them had seen the news report and knew that the two were punished after they returned.

When the topic came up, the comforting senior asked curiously, "Speaking of this, is your father... ahem, Officer Eto still angry?"

Jiang Teng Da Zang's expression eased slightly. "That's not the case. He knew that the leader was the family of a past victim. Although he scolded me, he also said that I was right and that I should have comforted them at that time."

Yuya Kazami looked at his watch: "He just went there not long ago, he won't be back for a while... Do you want to go out and relax? You have been working overtime these days and haven't had a rest."

Since Zhu Fu Jingguang was not there, Jiang Teng Daizo didn't know what to deal with now. Besides, he was indeed a little tired, so he nodded and walked out.

As he walked out of the office, the voice of his senior rang out behind him: "With such a righteous heart, he is worthy of being the son of Manager Eto..."

"..."

He paused, then continued forward.

The most torturous period of the Metropolitan Police Department had passed, and there were no reporters waiting at the door. As soon as Eto Daizo walked out of the door and wanted to buy a can of instant coffee, he saw a man walking towards him from a distance.

"Agent Qingliu?" He called out the other party's identity.

Aoyagi Akimitsu, who had been in Osaka for a few days to deal with a tour group issue, stopped and greeted him: "Good afternoon, Officer Eto."

Aoyagi Akimitsu calls FBI and Metropolitan Police Department officers by their last names, adding the word "officer" at most. Considering that he is an American, not many people care about his honorifics.

Jiang Teng Daizo glanced at the briefcase in his hand: "Is the case in Osaka over? What's the result?"

The day after Hunter's death, when Yoshino went to snipe Waltz, Aoyagi Akimitsu was not present because he went to Osaka as a police liaison officer for an emergency case in which an American tour group was attacked by the Japanese.

He didn't come back during the extremely busy few days that followed.

Aoyagi Binguang glanced at him, and just when Eto Daizo thought he would avoid the topic, he spoke:

"Mr. Juno's injury was not serious, only a knife cut on his arm. Considering the recent special circumstances, he and his wife did not intend to sue the young man, so I only prepared a financial compensation plan for him."

Jiang Teng Daizo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

This attack was neither big nor small. Although the victims did not die, they were very worried that the United States would use this incident to attack Japan. Similar problems have occurred in the past.

Now that the victim himself does not want to pursue the matter, that situation will naturally not happen.

In fact, many things can be handled much easier if the victim and his relatives are willing to reconcile. After all, some people do bad things just on impulse and regret it after they do it. If you give them some time to think about it, they will not dare to do it again.

"It's really good."

Qing Liu Bingguang sighed: "It is rare for me to see someone let go of the abuser. After all, most people are not willing to forgive."

Eto Daizo was stunned for a moment, but Aoyagi Binkou seemed not to notice his strangeness at all. He nodded to him in a friendly manner and walked towards the door.

Before he could go in, the door opened.

A young thug with dyed hair walked out from behind the automatic door. His expression was as stinky as if he had just been fed several bowls of live cockroaches. As soon as he walked out, he turned around and spat fiercely in the direction of the door.

"Damn cop."

The two people at the door heard his insults clearly.

Aoyagi Akimitsu looked at his face and took the initiative to move aside, while Eto Daizo stood where he was. The young thug completely ignored them and left after making a spit.

After he walked away, Aoyagi Hiromitsu asked, "Is he the one who set off the fake bomb on the street a few days ago?" Jiang Teng Daizo stared at the man's back, and only then did he come to his senses: "...Yes, because he did not cause a serious impact, and the store owner who was robbed was worried that he would retaliate in the future, so he did not intend to sue, so he was released after a few days of detention."

Although both sides chose not to prosecute, the reasons were completely different.

Aoyagi Akimitsu did not comment on this and planned to enter the Metropolitan Police Department.

However, this time, Eto Daizo suddenly called him.

"Agent Aoyagi."

The young new police officer whose father held a high position spoke hesitantly, his eyes fixed on the foreign face with high eyebrows and deep eyes that could easily leave a deep impression on people.

Aoyagi Binguang stopped and looked back at him.

"Excuse me, have I seen you before?"

Eto Daizo looked at him and asked the question that he had kept hidden for several days.

This was the feeling he had when he attended his first meeting. Later, when the FBI agents arrived in Japan for the second meeting, he secretly glanced at Aoyagi Akimitsu more than once.

It was just that in the last two times, Aoyagi Akimitsu was very close to the agent named Akai Shuichi, and Agent Akai's temperament was a bit...attractive to the police, causing others to think that he was looking at Akai.

Even Akai himself thinks so.

Qing Liu Bingguang didn't react. He looked at the young policeman carefully. The latter's body trembled for some reason.

"I don't know."

He answered without hesitation, as if he had not recalled it carefully at all. Jiang Teng Daizo was about to ask more, but he heard the other party add leisurely:
"I have been here as a police liaison officer for a short time, less than two months... But I have been to Japan twice before, once three years ago, and the earliest time was thirteen years ago."

"Perhaps you saw me at that time?"

Aoyagi Binkou laughed.

……

Meanwhile, in Nerima District.

Miwa Kazuya was sprawled on the sofa watching TV, with several bags of snacks piled on the newly bought alloy coffee table.

After returning to Japan this time, it was rare for him to be so casual, because he was alone these days. His teammate went out a few days ago and has not returned yet.

In the Black Camp group chat, there were also words he left a few days ago -

【Rage: Activate skills.】

【Rage: Now.】

Miwa Kazuya did as he was told and used his skills to detonate the tie clip that had turned into a bomb after he touched it, but after that, he did not see any explosions in Japan.

So he asked again in the group chat.

【Gluttony: What on earth are you doing? 】

[Rage: Don't worry, I'm just advancing the player's mission. ]

Advancing the player's mission... Could it be that some important member or base of the organization was blown up?

If this is the case, then the conscience will not hurt. Although both are bombing people, the psychological burden caused by bombing innocent people and bombing criminals with countless blood on their hands is completely different.

Sanluo and Yaya spent a few days in peace until they saw the announcement on TV that the embassy bombing case had been completely closed.

His eyes moved back and forth between the TV screen and the system pop-up window that he had seen countless times in the past few days. He thought about it and sent another question.

【Gluttony: So what are you doing now? 】

Why haven’t you come back after several days?

The other party's reply still came quickly.

[Rage: I am doing a certain player mission. ]

[Rage: Don't worry, it will be over soon.] (End of this chapter)