Conan: A new life begins with becoming a Kamen Rider

After a brief conversation, the temporary special team to deal with Orphino was officially established. From now on, Takagi will use his identity advantage to help Conan and his team obtain police intelligence, and share police insider information to help fight against the illegal and chaotic Orphino. After confirming everything, Takagi said goodbye to Conan and Hattori Heiji, and then carried the still unconscious Officer Sato to the hospital. On the way back, "Huh~ Finally, the problem was solved smoothly. Now I can relax a little." Hattori Heiji stretched his muscles as if relieved, and at the same time, he accidentally noticed Conan with a serious face beside him. Hattori Heiji asked in confusion: "Kudo, since you have told Officer Takagi about Orphino, why don't you say that you are actually Kudo Shinichi? It shouldn't matter anyway, right?"

"No, the result is just the opposite."

Conan shook his head solemnly at Hattori Heiji's words, then stopped and explained: "Although I haven't figured out what's going on, it seems that someone in that mysterious organization is secretly protecting me, so now the name Kudo Shinichi is just a target to be solved in the organization's records. If I rashly expose my identity..."

"Not only you will be in danger, everyone around you, including the member of the mysterious organization who secretly protects you, will be solved, right?"

Without waiting for Conan to finish speaking, Hattori Heiji took over the rest of the words in a solemn tone, and the next moment Conan nodded slightly.

Conan continued, "Hattori, I'm afraid you'll have to stay in Beihua for a while. After all, the guy from Ireland should still be alive. I'm worried that he might come back again soon."

"No problem. Next time I see him, I'll peel off his crocodile skin and make it into a leather bag! So I can give it to... cough! Keep it as a collection..."

"Hehe~"

Seeing Hattori Heiji hurriedly changing his words, Conan couldn't help but chuckle with a twitch of his mouth. Although Hattori Heiji didn't say the rest of the words, as a detective and friend, he knew it too well.

[There shouldn't be any difference, right? Would Xiaolan also like bags made of crocodile skin? ]

For a moment, the two detectives showed a thoughtful expression at the same time.

Gurgle gurgle~

After a long time, a strong gastrointestinal peristalsis broke the silent atmosphere.

Hattori Heiji touched his belly awkwardly, then poked Conan's shoulder with his elbow with a smirk on his face: "Kudo, I came all the way from Osaka, and I haven't even had a meal yet. Don't you think you should treat me to a good meal as a host~"

"Okay, I'm hungry too."

Conan patted his belly lightly and walked in front to lead the way.

"Come on, Hattori, I'll treat you to a ramen shop with a long history."

"Ah? You're just treating me to ramen? Kudo, you're too stingy, and when it comes to ramen, it has to be the most authentic one in Osaka."

Hatori Heiji was obviously unhappy that Conan only treated him to ramen, and then asked unwillingly: "Don't you have any special dishes in Tokyo or Mihua? I've finally come here, so I must broaden my horizons."

"Hehe~ Special dishes? The biggest special dish of Mihua is that there will always be all kinds of strange cases happening, which is the spiritual food of our detectives."

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Organization Base

As the heavy door slowly opened, Ireland, with a gloomy face, walked in with Chuck in his arms.

"Hey~ Isn't this Ireland, one of the strongest lucky four-leaf clovers in our organization? Why does he look as ugly as if he had eaten a fly today~"

Just as Ireland was moving forward, Cohen and Chianti, who were carrying extra-large high-precision snipers, suddenly came towards him.

Chianti, who was dressed in a killer style, greeted him first, and then walked up to Ireland and joked: "Oh~ Ireland, your face is so ugly, did you lose your life again? Tsk tsk~ What a poor guy."

After mocking Ireland, Chianti's eyes were on the Chihuahua Chuck.

"This should be the little pet that Pisker used to keep. I didn't expect that a big and rough guy like you, Ireland, would keep such a thing, but

If you die for the organization, I will take care of this little guy. I just need a moving target for my long-range shooting~"

"Woof!"

Chuck seemed to understand Chianti's words, and barked loudly, then buried his head in Ireland's arms and trembled.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Gently stroking Chuck's fur, Ireland comforted him with an extremely gentle tone, then raised his head and looked at Chianti with cold eyes.

"Get out of the way, or you will bear the consequences."

"Tsk, what are you so arrogant about? If I can't beat you, I won't take you seriously."

He pouted unhappily, and Chianti made way for him. The next moment, Ireland left with Chuck in his arms without looking back.

"Bah! Sooner or later, I'll blow your head off with a shot, and then peel off your skin to make a crocodile leather bag. ”

Until Ireland's figure completely disappeared, Chianti spat in anger, and then looked at his partner Cohen with a slightly dissatisfied look.

"Hey, you should have spoken up for me just now. If Ireland had really taken action just now, I wouldn't have been able to beat him."

Cohen, who was dull in character, did not speak, but directly turned off the safety of the sniper rifle.

When he heard the sound of the safety, Chianti's expression was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon returned to his usual expression, and then gently nudged Cohen's chest with his elbow.

"That's nice, it's not in vain to be a partner for so many years, I'll treat you to dinner later."

"Yeah."

Cohen responded rarely.

"Oh~ No wonder Ireland looked so unhappy just now, it turned out that it was the work of you two. "

Just as Chianti and Cohen were preparing to go for today's daily training, suddenly Vermouth came out from behind them, and then the charming voice that seduced people sounded.

"Hmph, it's obvious that the guy is like a dull gourd. God knows who he is showing his bad face to every day."

Turning slightly to look at Vermouth, Chianti's tone was obviously full of hostility, and his attitude was even worse than that towards Ireland just now.

Chianti always had an inexplicable hostility towards Vermouth. Although the other party had never done anything to harm him, Chianti always disliked Vermouth.

Perhaps because the other party's appearance, strength, and status were far above hers, so Chianti's womanly nature would always subconsciously regard Vermouth as an enemy.

Not wanting to talk too much with Vermouth, Chianti Anti immediately turned around and wanted to take Cohen away, but he stopped suddenly after walking a few steps.

"By the way, I heard that Calvados will be transferred here soon. By then, your lucky four-leaf clover will be complete~"

Hearing this code name, a trace of disgust and disgust flashed in the depths of Belmode's beautiful eyes, but she quickly hid her emotions perfectly and continued: "Oh~ I seem to remember that Calvados has a mission in Western Europe. It would be bad if he suddenly came back and affected the organization's plan."

Chianti said yin and yang: "Humph, you should know Calvados's character. Maybe you won't meet him if you go to the moon."

As soon as the voice fell, Chianti pulled Cohen's arm and left here quickly.

And until the figures of the two completely disappeared, Belmode sighed deeply: "Alas~ The entangled insects are really annoying, but my little baby is still cute and sensible. I really want to spend more time with him..."