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

Chapter 79
"...Sure enough, these high-level members of the organization are not simple people."

When Zhufu Jingguang put the tea on the coffee table, he heard Toru Amuro mumbling to himself.

The room they were in was quite simply decorated, with only the most basic daily necessities, and there was a faint musty smell in the air that had not been cleaned for a long time.

But they didn't care about such a crude environment.

This is one of the safe houses prepared by the police, in Shibuya District.We can’t have people coming over often, so long as we can ensure safe phone calls and exchange important information with each other.

This meeting was proposed by Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Now, two full weeks have passed since the kidnapping case.

It involved an official related to the organization and a bribed criminal policeman within the Metropolitan Police Department. With such important news, he had to inform his friends who were also undercover no matter what.

Toru Amuro noticed the tea cup, said thank you to Morofushi Kagemitsu, and then opened the newspaper on the table.

This was a newspaper from two weeks ago. The front and second pages were about serious murder cases. On the third page, somewhere in an inconspicuous position, there was an unexpected news.

——A gas explosion occurred in an old apartment, resulting in the accidental death of four people, including the apartment manager.

When Zhu Fu Jingguang saw the news at the time, he knew it was an organization. In order to cover up Teraoka Katsutoshi's crimes, he disguised his murder of several people as an accident.Now Toru Amuro also knows.

He sat down on the single sofa next to him, and Toru Amuro looked up: "Did you send this back?"

"I told the contact person," Zhufu Jingguang said, "I also reminded him not to attack Teraoka immediately, and to be cautious even in surveillance."

Amuro was transparent about the intention of such a reminder.

Controlling a black police officer and making him an informant is considered a secret within the organization, and only a few people know about it.If something happens to the other party, even if there is a slight change in job position, the organization will suspect that one of the few insiders is an undercover agent.

Therefore, no matter how disgusted they are with such a mole, they can only suppress it and pretend not to know, so as not to expose themselves.

Anicet.

Toru Amuro recited this codename silently in his mind.

He had heard of her in the past from Ram, who had a bad relationship with Goldwasser and had a bad tone when talking about Anicet.Before, he only knew that she was the one who killed the former police undercover Witte, but he never expected that he would come into direct contact with her when he was young.

Toru Amuro threw the newspaper on the table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, sorting through the information he currently had about Anicet.

Female, Eastern European ancestry, brown-grey hair, green eyes, Osaka accent, can disguise herself, right-handed, has a good relationship with gin, has tequila under her hand, wears shackles on her feet...

"What kind of shackles are those?" Toru Amuro asked.

"Electronic shackles. I observed them while drinking with her. They are the kind that organizations use on members who have made mistakes or are extremely dangerous."

In the past two weeks, Zhu Fu Jingguang did not receive other tasks from the organization, but he received news from Anicet.

She invited him to have a drink, and she called her three times in total. He was a little wary, but he really didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity, so he agreed once. At that time, he carefully observed her shackles.

"Did she say why she was shackled?" Toru Amuro asked again.

It is definitely not a small matter for a member, a member with a high status, to wear something like this.

"No, I tentatively asked her, but she didn't answer directly." Zhu Fu Jingguang picked up the cup of tea in front of him and looked at the surface of the tea that reflected his face: "But there is one thing..."

He paused for a moment and continued: "She seemed to be less cautious than Gin. I went there at the time and place she gave me, and she was waiting for me there, without even bringing tequila."

"Don't let your guard down, this may just be her disguise." Toru Amuro reminded with a frown.

"Of course I know." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, "They are all cunning."

Gin's multiple confirmations, rumors of Rum's three appearances and not being easy to see people are all ways they protect themselves. Otherwise, as senior members, they would have been captured by groups of undercover agents within the organization.

Aniset's methods were vicious. In order to get a bigger handle, he did not hesitate to set up Teraoka to kill several innocent people. His behavior was bold. In order to lead him into a trap, he even dared to pretend to be a passerby and act in front of several policemen.Such people are not simple.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's smile gradually faded as he remembered what was unusual in the car when he picked her up.

There were some things that he had to notify Zero immediately, but there were some that he couldn't, so as not to worry about him, who had not yet come into contact with Anisette.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the clock hanging on the wall and put down his tea cup: "I have nothing else to tell you. If you have nothing to do, go back as soon as possible. You have to go to class tomorrow."

He knew that Toru Amuro had recently been working as a teacher in a school. In order to investigate an American FBI agent who had also sneaked in, it was not an easy task. "Then I'll leave first. Be careful lately."

Toru Amuro stood up without any courtesy.His eyes swept across the newspaper again, paused briefly when he saw a certain piece of news on the front page, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

He quickly left the safe house.

Jingguang began to clean up the left behind, he had to clean up all their traces.

He washed the tea cup, wiped off the footprints on the floor, and wiped off the fingerprints on the doorknob and coffee table. When he picked up the newspaper, he also saw the news on the front page.

——Victims of drug cases continue to file claims
"........."

Zhu Fu Jingguang calmly put the newspaper back into the guitar bag containing the sniper rifle.

He quickly finished tidying up the room, checked to make sure it was OK, then pulled the guitar bag on his back, took a tissue and pressed the light switch, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

Zhu Fu Jingguang left here quickly like a ghost.

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Shibuya is still lively at night, with colorful neon lights flashing, attracting first-time passers-by to look up from time to time.

This is one of the most prosperous commercial areas in Tokyo, with a wide variety of department stores, clothing stores, and restaurants. It is known as the "24-hour sleepless street" and is a favorite entertainment place for young people.

But the young Toru Amuro did not stop here.

He left all the dazzling and warm lights behind him and walked alone in the darkness.

While Toru Amuro was paying attention to the movements around him, he was reviewing Anicet's news in his mind again, and then somehow, he remembered his mission to investigate the FBI.

This time he came to Shibuya not only to see Fu Jingguang, he also went to the home of an American who settled here in the afternoon.

This American is not the FBI, but he is Aoyagi's former middle school teacher. Toru Amuro sneaked into his house and dug out photos of Aoyagi's past class activities.

In the photo, Aoyagi Binguang is about 15 years old, with shoulder-length hair, running quickly on the football field.Several people around him became anxious and even tried to pull him against the rules, but they couldn't stop him. It was evident that he was physically strong.

This teacher had a meal with Aoyagi Binguang last week, but other than that, he did nothing else, and there was nothing unusual about his emails. He might just be contacting old acquaintances from the past...

While thinking, Toru Amuro came to the parking lot.He stood by the car and sighed imperceptibly.

It has been a month since he received this assignment. At present, he and Aoyagi Binguang will greet each other on campus and sometimes have lunch together. They can be considered acquaintances, but they are far from close.

He tried to follow him, but was discovered less than 50 meters away. Fortunately, he was well disguised at the time.He tried to hack into his mobile phone or computer but failed. American IT technology was far more advanced than Japan's and he was unable to break through the defense software in his electronic devices.

Toru Amuro was not surprised. The FBI was more of a police officer than an agent, but after all, he was not an ordinary person, so his defense could not be weak.

But if he is not in a hurry, Rum will definitely come to urge him. This boss has always been impatient...

Toru Amuro was about to open the car door when suddenly he smelled a vague sweetness in the air.

In order to collect information, he often worked in various shops. He could tell what the smell was after smelling it - it was the smell of boiling a large amount of rock sugar and water in a pot at high temperature.

But there are no candy shops nearby.

Toru Amuro slowly turned his head and looked at the bushes in the distance, where the smell came from.

Green plants were planted beside the street lamps. Under the pale light, a bright red color stood out among the lush green.

After seeing what it was, he slowly opened his eyes.

It was a human head.

The head was forced into the center of the bush, and the red hair was entangled in the dense branches and leaves like the red thread of Chinese Valentine's Day.

The head's eye sockets were hollow and round, and syrup was poured into the mouth, nose and eyes. It was unknown whether it was poured in before life or after death. The sweet taste of sugar covered up the smell of blood.

The sugar water trickled down silently, and Toru Amuro saw sweet-loving insects and ants crawling around on it.

(End of this chapter)