Conan: The Mechanic

A group of people walked on the street, picking out all kinds of delicious snacks from the stalls that opened.

"It's delicious!" Yuan Tai tore the squid off the wooden stick with his teeth, bit it in his mouth, and said vaguely.

"And there seems to be a discount." Dr. A Li ate the baked potato nuggets slowly, also very satisfied. "It's supposed to be for fame, right?"

"After all, this is a very meaningful festival," Chiyu said after biting a piece of roast lamb off the skewer and swallowing it. "It is said that there will be big people coming here."

"Big man?" Mitsuhiko thought for a while, then asked. "you are right?"

"Since you said the same, Qianyu, it seems that I really remember correctly," Conan replied. "This is Senator Nagisa's hometown."

"Congressman?" Yuan Tai asked in confusion. "what is that?"

"Meat eater." Qian Yu replied. (People who eat meat represent the power class. From "The Controversy of Cao Gui")

"Huh?" Yuan Tai was at a loss.

"He is a member of the Japanese Diet, which holds the highest power in Japan, and is a group of people at the top of the entire country." Chiba replied by throwing the wooden sign into the trash can.

"The highest authority, isn't it the Prime Minister?" Ayumi wondered.

"The prime minister is only the head of the majority party, so he can only be elected to the position of the prime minister of the cabinet, and he is equal to the members of the parliament." Chiba said with a slight smile. "In theory, the highest authority in Japan is the Diet as a whole, and this Mr. Nagisa is a part of that power. So there's nothing wrong with calling him that."

"Although it can be said that the congressman has a certain power," a middle-aged man's voice came from behind Qian Yu. "But in the same way, members of parliament must live up to the country and the common people, and work hard for everyone at all times."

"?" Qianyu looked behind him, and saw a middle-aged man in a kimono looking at them kindly—although he had a kind expression on his face, but his face really made anyone who was not preconceived by a kind expression feel a sense of relief. His arrogance and arrogance.

"Uncle," Yuan Tai didn't realize what this middle-aged man's aura represented. "Who are you?"

"Me?" The middle-aged man's friendly expression remained unchanged. "I'm the one you discussed just now, Senator Nagisa."

Qianyu and the others looked at each other in dismay, and the small vendors beside them were already boiling - if such a celebrity could admire his stall, he would definitely get a great reputation.

"Mr. Senator, please come and enjoy my takoyaki!"

"Mr. Senator, come and try my kebab!"

"Mr. Senator, please be sure to enjoy the small rice balls!"

"Mr. Senator, hello." Qian Yu recovered from the shock, and quickly bowed slightly and saluted to Senator Nagisa.

"Don't be so strict with etiquette," Senator Nagisa crouched down and touched Qianyu's little head. "I don't need these courtesy here. Then I have something else to do. I'll go first."

"Goodbye, Uncle Congressman!" By Mitsuhiko Yuantabu.

"..." Qianyu's expression changed from respectful to contemplative.

I always feel that I have missed something. . . What exactly is missing?

. . .

At twelve noon, the sun was already in the mid-heaven.

Qianyu stood alone in front of a goldfish fishing stall.

Not long after the group strolled around, Chiba separated from the crowd because he wanted to go to his favorite stall, so now he is wandering around the festival as he likes.

In the blurred vision that was not focused because he was concentrating on eating the skewer in his hand, something familiar drifted by quietly.

"?" Qianyu looked around, looking for the source of the sense of sight.

Something that can give me a sense of sight. . . It shouldn't be a good thing no matter what. . . what exactly is it?

Chiba threw the wooden stick into the trash can beside her and disappeared into the crowd.

Come on, let me see if I haven't had a false alarm.

. . .

In a certain room, two people are sitting on two chairs, chatting.

"Someone asked me to confirm, are the pig ears stewed?" A serious male voice.

"Don't worry, everything that needs to be done is done." A lazy female voice. "I'm absolutely sure I can control everything. I can't, I can hack into that garbage statistical system at any time and hold everything."

"Then it's your job." The man was about to stand up when he suddenly remembered something and took out a cloth bag from his pocket. "I have sent you the equipment that you have already maintained."

"Finally got it back," the woman asked while opening the cloth bag. "But what's the matter with bringing it back this time? Is the maintenance of newcomers so slow? If you follow the normal speed, you should be able to bring this thing back when you contacted last time, or you forgot to bring it last time. ?"

"This is a newcomer who is newer than the newcomer." The man said apologetically. "Just about a month ago, the new gunner you know was dead in a fire, so we were forced to use a new gunner, which took a lot of time."

"No bones left?" The woman opened the cloth bag and took out a brand new sight from it. "The new scope... This gunsmith is still a little worse than the last one. The scope is still standard. I will be very unaccustomed to using it."

"In the fire," the man explained somewhat embarrassedly. "The data is all corrupted, so the new gunner doesn't have any data about your body, so there's no way to adjust the scope to your body."

"That guy brought the information with him?" the woman asked with a frown. "Or is the organization's workplace on fire?"

"Workplace..." the man replied. UU reading www.uukanshu. com "Not only was the place on fire, but it was also taken down by a sliver."

"Nonsense," the woman said speechlessly. "It's on fire, and the sliver will definitely come over!"

"But," the man said after hesitating. "The fire is completely inside the building and can't be seen from the outside at all!"

"Oh?" A ray of light flashed in the woman's eyes. "So, what other instructions did you bring?"

"You really understand people," the man replied with a smile. "After this, any non-mission meeting with members of the headquarters needs to be reported, otherwise, once found, it will be punished as a traitor."

"I see." The woman regained her lazy demeanor. "Anyway, I stay in this mountain village, and there is no one to contact."

"Okay," the man got up and prepared to leave. "Then I'm leaving."

. . .

After searching for more than 20 minutes, Qianyu gave up her search. "What the **** am I thinking... just trying so hard for a premonition without warning..."

Just as Qianyu was laughing at herself, her eyes involuntarily locked on a man who was in a hurry! As soon as he saw it for the first time, Qianyu confirmed that this is the man who gave him a sense of sight before!

In front of his chest, a white cross is very conspicuous—this white cross is different from a normal cross, but a cross with four corners broken off.

Chiba has seen such a cross before - when the weapons to be maintained by senior members of Kanto are sent over, the people who bring these weapons will wear such a cross - this cross is not some common goods everywhere, but Chiba Hand-made delivery token after becoming a gunsmith! There is only one in the world!

This man is a member of the organization!