Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"How are you thinking, Grandpa?"

Sitting on Minami Masamune's office chair, the young man played with the antique pipe. After exploring it back and forth, he really couldn't put it down.

For some reason, the simple patterns and thick colors reminded him of the walnuts he had learned to dish on TV in his previous life. He glanced at the old man who was still on the phone from the corner of his eye. He shook the ashes from his cigarette and put it in his pocket.

"I know, just go and get ready."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zhengzong put his crutches on the ground and waited silently for the brat to roll over on his own.

"Oh, don't look at me with such a scary expression."

Yuji ran to the old man in a flattering manner, put his hand on his shoulder and hammered it gently.

"You want the security bureau to have its own people?"

After thinking deeply, Nan Zhengzong waved his hand and knelt down on the soft cushions on the coffee table.

"We can set up a separate temporary bureau and leave it to you temporarily. The Security Bureau has the Foreign Intelligence Department, the Public Security Section, the Security Planning Section and the Security Section. Such important departments cannot be used."

Nan Zhengzong looked around and didn't see his pipe, so he rubbed his fingers irritably.

"The Provisional Bureau of Science and Technology, isn't that just what it says?"

Yuji knew what the old man was thinking. The temporary department meant that it could be removed at any time, but what he wanted was a real department.

"It's good if someone takes care of you." Minami Masamune silently hit Yu Er on the head with his cane: "Whether it's the Metropolitan Police Department or the National Police Agency, each department has its own division of labor. What if you misdirect things and cause things to go wrong. "

To be honest, if Yoshioka, the deputy chief of the police department, really has no power at all, letting him go will affect the credibility of the police. Considering his status as an elder, Nan Zhengzong hoped that the child would be more honest and go to school after whatever trouble he caused subsided.

From a chief's perspective, if a deputy chief who knows nothing about management takes over the Security Bureau, Japan's public security system may have major problems in a few days.

Although this guy probably had his own people in the security bureau, Nan Zhengzong didn't want to hand over such an important part to an unfamiliar person.

"I already have someone for the Security Bureau."

He clapped his hands, and in Yuji's horrified eyes, a man in a black suit suddenly climbed out of the window. He adjusted his clothes and bowed to Minami Masamune and Yuji.

"Sir, young master."

"You...have been outside?!"

Then wouldn't his identity be exposed to outsiders? !

The young man touched the mask on his face with his left hand. He had just grabbed the pen that fell out of his sleeve with his right hand and was about to shoot him. The next second he noticed a black shadow flashing past and an infrared sensor on the back of his right hand. There was a spot of light, and the man's finger was facing him, and the finger was opened to reveal a small black hole.

"Okay, Tokusen."

Minami Masamune poured himself a cup of tea and introduced the man to the young man: "His name is Tokizumi Iemitsu. He is a child raised by Ooka. He followed me after Ooka retired a few years ago."

"Why haven't I seen him at Nan's house?"

"Just going out to do something."

Minami Masamune answered nonchalantly, and snatched the pipe back from Yuji's pocket.

Yuji raised his eyebrows, knowing that the so-called past few years happened when Ooka was the Prime Minister, and he also guessed what the main job of the man in front of him was. But there's nothing surprising about it. If you can reach the level of the six major consortiums, there will be no one who is completely clean.

Even Yuji didn't believe that the Suzuki Foundation was really a clean and conscientious company, but Sonoko, the heir, didn't know about it until the time, and even if she knew, she might not tell them.

"Then the infrared ray on my hand is..."

The man rotated his left index finger twice and removed the entire finger, revealing a bullet inside and a shooting system connected to his thumb behind the bullet.

"At that time, Ooka and I were attacked. He saved us with all his strength. Not only that..." Minami Masamune shook his head regretfully: "We have decided that we will raise this child until the end."

"To...the end?" Yuji's eyes widened, and his eyes followed Minami Masamune's words to the man's waist. His face was bitter, but he said with admiration: "Doesn't it hurt?"

There was no change in Tokuizumi Iemitsu's calm face, he just made famous gestures with his right hand, and there was no ups and downs in his mouth.

"It's just an inch or two, it's completely childish."

"We are planning to hand it over to him at the Security Bureau, so don't even think about it, you are such a stupid person."

"Hey." The young man looked around the man, put away the pen, and still wanted to fight for it: "If he is an undercover agent or something, he will be in trouble."

Although he said that, when he saw Nan Zhengzong's bulging veins, the young man still apologized to him politely and sincerely.

Half an hour later, holding a blank certificate of appointment, Mr. Yoshioka walked out of the Office of the Chief of Police, went next door, knocked on Yuki Amami's door, and walked in.

"gentlemen!"

Putting down the mouse, Curacao immediately stood up behind the high-end office furniture originally prepared for someone, and quietly turned off Minesweeper on the expensive computer.

"The order has been issued."

Shaking the paper in his hand at Curacao, Yuji didn't see any emotion other than guilt on her expression, so he turned around and walked towards the sofa, but he didn't know that the moment he turned back, Curacao was still shaken for a moment.

Really or not, this guy has the Japanese Security Bureau in his hands? !

Yuuki Amami felt that this was inexplicably nonsense, but she controlled herself not to go forward to ask, so she lowered her head and quietly moved the mouse, pretending to continue playing games.

After sitting for a while, Yuuji pouted when he found that Curacao did not come over.

[She is not curious, there is a high possibility that there is a problem...]

It can only be said that Yuuji, who usually spends more time with lively teenagers, and Yuuki Amami, who has always dealt with adults, have very different views on this aspect.

People who are used to being curious about everything around them always come to ask about the situation, so Yuuji thinks that Curacao, who does not come up to ask about the situation, is very problematic.

Curacao is used to not taking the initiative to speak up in the organization, especially under Rum, and thinks that it is very likely that he will be suspected if he comes over at this time.

After thinking about it, Mr. Yoshioka waved her over and put the order on the coffee table.

"This is... a police bureau?" Curacao looked up at Tetsuo Yoshioka in confusion: "When did the National Police Agency have a police bureau?"

"Today."

Mr. Yoshioka spread his hands nonchalantly: "There is no way that the existing departments can be given to me, so the superior temporarily approved a bureau for me and let me name it myself."

Hearing what Mr. Yoshioka said, Curacao finally breathed a sigh of relief, sighing that the world is not crazy yet.

"Then... what are the powers of this bureau?"

"I don't know, he didn't tell me, not even the number of staff."

Yuji rubbed his chin, and suddenly remembered what Amuro Toru said before, that the weapons and equipment replaced by the mobile forces were left in the Metropolitan Police Department and were gathering dust, and he had an idea.

[Can I recruit people myself? ]

Speaking of the huge base in the black iron fish shadow that is stored in the sea and can float up, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere.