Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

No one thought that Angstra would suddenly fall.

Amuro Toru's body reacted faster than his brain, and he stood up instantly to support Angstra, who almost fell to Shirley.

Zhu Xingda, who was sitting opposite, also moved. He came to the opposite side and wanted to touch Angstra's body to see his condition. In the end, Amuro turned his hand away with a cold face and touched his carotid artery first. Check pulse.

This touch did not sense anything, as if touching a corpse that had just died.

Amuro's face was even more ugly. Xue Li, who had not undergone physical training and other training, had the slowest reaction. She had never encountered such a situation before, and she didn't recover until the other two moved.

"Grey?!"

What sounded at the same time as Shirley's exclamation was the accident that happened at the table not far from them—

Among them, the fat man grabbed his neck with a livid face, and made a strange noise from his mouth... He struggled for a few seconds, his pupils began to dilate, and he fell down on the vegetable in front of him, unable to rest his eyes.

“啊啊啊！！”路过的服务员发出一阵警报般的尖叫声。

Anshitou supported Angstra, and when he saw something happened next to him, he immediately responded: "The vegetables here are poisonous?!"

He didn't deliberately lower the volume, and the other diners who heard his words threw down their chopsticks, and some even vomited, fearing that they had just accidentally eaten something they shouldn't eat.

Toru Amuro held Angstra's body with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other to make an emergency call.

With his hand firmly pressed, Amuro had the urge to kill Zhu Xingda for the first time: "What are you doing?!"

"They're different, he's not poisoned."

Zhu Xingda put down his hand indifferently, he was the calmest one among them.

"He has a special status, so don't attract attention." He lowered his voice and said to Amuro, "And someone over there has already called the police and an ambulance."

Amuro Toru tightened his hand on Angstra, and Zhuxingdai's words calmed him down.

From his angle, he could see the profile of the fat man lying on the table - his face was blue, and there was saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth due to poor breathing. It was very likely that he died of suffocation caused by potassium cyanide.

It's not that Amuro's eyesight is so good that he can perform an autopsy, but in recent years, there have been so many deaths in Meihua Town and the surrounding area. Potassium cyanide, a strictly controlled product, is so common that it can be bought from a vending machine.

Angstra is different from him. The state of the little boss is more like when he fainted due to stimulation at the training ground, but that time the gin took away Angstra, he has no idea how the little boss woke up. ...

"Miss Miyano, can I trouble you to make a phone call and ask about Gin?"

Amuro looked at another codename member Shirley who was present, and found that her body trembled when she heard the codename of Gin, he remembered this detail, and continued: "Grey also passed out like this not long ago without a heartbeat. , At that time, the gin took him away, and he returned normally after ten minutes..."

Maybe it was his pleading tone that moved Shirley, or maybe Shirley liked Angstra very much, but she still took out her phone with fear in her eyes.

Her fingers slid across the phone screen, maybe the address book was very long, and she pulled down the number for Gin for a while.

Amuro watched her movements, and from his perspective, he couldn't see her phone screen clearly.

Shirley is a researcher of the organization, and there must be many scientists in her contacts. These people have less blood in their hands than those with gin, and their brainpower will be beneficial to the society when they are used in the right way. They are very suitable for being rebelled to serve the country...

Toru Amuro sighed in his heart, and lowered his head to look at the breathless little boss.

Now is not the time, Angstra's situation is more important.

It wasn't that he was worried about him. As a member of the bottom class, he came to have dinner with his boss, but his boss fell into a coma for no reason. No matter whether his identity was exposed or not, his undercover career must have come to an end... Maybe it was because of reading those bad information. , but only a little, that won't affect his decision.

Angstra closed the only intact right eye, and leaned against him with a pale face, fragile like a piece of paper that could be gently pierced.

Amuro stared at him, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to straighten the bangs in front of his forehead. His palms were sweaty, and he lightly touched the bandage on his left eye with his fingers, even though he knew he wouldn't hurt, he didn't dare to exert too much force.

Someone in the restaurant began to maintain order, and Toru Amuro noticed what Yusaku Kudo said to the foreman.

The helpless staff nodded again and again and found two waiters: "Hurry up and call back the guests who haven't gone far, and the group of college students who want private rooms. They have numbers in the contact book."

"Go to the surveillance and find out all the people who approached the table just now." He instructed another waiter.

The purpose of Amuro's transparent white-collar staff is to find as many people as possible who have dined here, to prevent prisoners from escaping in it; to check the monitoring that is more reliable than memory, some rookie prisoners may be photographed in the process of poisoning .

but……

He looked at the people at the same table as the deceased. Most of the potassium cyanide was committed by acquaintances, and there were very few cases of indiscriminate poisoning. The people at the same table as him were more suspicious.

Shirley had finished the phone call with Gin, but she didn't put down her phone. A few seconds later, her phone rang again, and she picked it up immediately, her expression a little more relaxed than when she faced Gin.

Amuro saw her reaction in his eyes, and knew that the person who was talking to her was definitely not Gin... Who could that be?

"Spyatus said Gray will wake up soon." Shelly hung up the phone, and she glanced at the time in the upper right corner. "Up to five minutes."

After confirming that Angstra was all right~www.readwn.com~ Amuro finally relieved and began to gather information for his job: "I see that not long after you hung up Gin, he called, and he did not Seeing Gray's specific situation...is he around?"

Amuro had seen Spiatus through, and this man obviously didn't look like Angstra, but he felt very similar, especially the way he stirred coffee, which almost completely overlapped.

It's not a physical resemblance, but if you abandon science for a while, to put it in a bit more fantastical terms... it's a spiritual resemblance.

"He was beside Gin, just heard it." Shirley didn't think much about it.

"So that's the case." An Shitou nodded, and asked again suddenly, "Then how did he know that he would wake up in five minutes?"

Shirley wasn't caught off guard by his sudden question, her expression seemed to have expected him to ask more: "heisomniscientandomnipotent."

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