Conan's Helping People

When there is no organizational task, Toru Amuro is quite unaware of 'Bourbon', he is 'Officer of the Valley'.

So he's after the wanted man.

It was a wanted criminal who had just been discovered by the police and was on the run.

Toru Amuro jumped from a building a few meters away onto the external air-conditioning box of the building opposite, stretched out his hand and pushed open the narrow high window to get in, and landed lightly in the closed stairway.

The wanted criminal was standing halfway up the stairs, panting, holding on to the railing with one hand, and wiping his forehead with the other, looking at him dumbfounded as he bent over to rest in the middle of his run.

"what?!"

After a moment of disbelief, the wanted criminal hurriedly reached for his gun again.

This guy was one step too late.

The moment his toes landed, Toru Amuro tapped the ground hard, flashed upwards in an instant, passed three or four steps in an instant, stretched his legs vigorously, and kicked the gun away from the wanted criminal's hand with a high sweep.

The black gun slammed into the wall, and then bounced up the stairs above, where it bounced back and forth several times.

Toru Amuro didn't pause, tapped the wall with his raised foot, and then swept back again with his strength, intending to kick the wanted criminal over.

Halfway through the scan, an intuitive sense of crisis suddenly emerged.

Glancing up, he caught sight of the wanted man's other hand hidden in his coat, with a black muzzle poking out.

So he immediately followed the sweeping leg and turned down, half resting on the railing.

The wanted criminal panted heavily, and smiled at him, almost gnashing his teeth: "You guy, do you really want to chase me so hard?"

The muzzle of the gun was fully protruded and aimed at Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand calmly, and then obviously let his eyes fall on the very familiar gun, "Police gun?"

The wanted gun's first gun was an ordinary gun, but the second gun was a police gun.

"Aha," the wanted criminal said with a strange expression, "As expected of the police officer, I recognized your broken gun at a glance."

He shook the muzzle of his gun and cursed, "Hey, since you can recognize him, you should know the fate of chasing me, right?"

Under normal circumstances, the police will never let the gun out of their hands, unless it is unconscious or dead.

Amuro narrowed his eyes, he chuckled, and moved the fingertips of his raised hand, "Of course I know, but..."

The wanted criminal moved his eyes subconsciously, and his eyes flicked to Amuro Toru's fingers.

At this moment, Toru Amuro just wanted to bounce over like a snake when he heard footsteps from upstairs.

It was a very brisk footstep.

The owner's voice came along with the sound of footsteps, "I don't know, it must have been an emergency. I heard the sound of fighting."

The sound of footsteps spread to the side of the stairs.

Toru Amuro's heart sank. He could tell that the owner of the voice was very young, and his tone was lively and cheerful, with a hint of coquettishness. He was so young and lively that the oldest age he could judge in an instant was also a high school student.

Only wanted criminals with guns are easy to deal with.

But in the presence of young children, a wanted gunman is...

Amuro moved his head and made a motion to look up, but his gaze was fixed on the wanted criminal above.

He saw the wanted criminal looking up with a sneer and moving his eyes upwards, so he shot immediately.

"Ah, it's really a fight."

The young voice came closer, and sounded from directly above, overlapping with the sound of Toru Amuro hitting the wanted criminal, grabbing the gun, and crushing him to the ground.

Toru Amuro pinned the wanted criminal's hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at him again, and found a rather strange thing: the wanted criminal didn't seem to care much about being subdued, and was still struggling to turn his head to go Look up.

Of course, he was not looking at Toru Amuro, but the 'high school student' on the upper floor.

...by the way, there's also a gun on the stairs above.

Toru Amuro raised his head subconsciously, and saw a touch of white in his eyes.

A minor who looked like a high school student at most was lying on the corner handrail of the stairs, his body pressed down, and the lower half of his face was buried in his arms, only a pair of eyes were exposed.

Those eyes were red, like rubies flowing with rich blood, and were dotted under the slightly long black forehead hair.

This is not the point, the point is that under the ruby, there are two thickened lower eyelids.

That bit of lower eyelid changed those eyes from 'crystal clear ruby' to 'crystal clear opal'.

Those eyes... Miyano Elena...

Amuro was stunned.

The minor was smiling, his eyes were bent and he was lying on his stomach, and he seemed to be overjoyed. He said to the phone coquettishly: "I don't know why they fought, maybe they were jealous Right, just like I would be jealous because of my sister?"

His tone should have a more obvious smile than his eyes, and his pronunciation is light and fast. Only when he bites slowly on the 'sister', as if he is reminiscing repeatedly in his mouth, he is not willing to take it. It spat out wetly, so it looked extra lingering.

At a certain moment, in Toru Amuro's perspective, the figure of the minor who suddenly appeared overlapped with Elena Miyano.

They were all smiling.

For a moment, Toru Amuro forced himself to calm down.

Except for the almost identical eyes, this minor and Miyano Elena have nothing in common.

A minor is a male, and Miyano Elena is a female.

Minors have thickened lower eyelids like oblique triangles, and Miyano Elena's lower eyelids are normal.

The minor smiled so thickly that "love" flowed out of his eyes, and Miyano Elena smiled lightly when she applied the medicine for him.

Minors are more lively than Miyano Elena, and seem to be a sunny and cheerful high school student.

underage...

Is this underage the child of Miyano Elena?

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro loosened his hand a little bit, and immediately came back to his senses again, pressing down hard, intending to press down the wanted criminal who took the opportunity to resist.

But the wanted criminal didn't resist, he immediately forced himself to look away, looked down at the other person calmly, and found that this guy probably found an angle to look upwards, so he stopped twisting and froze.

Toru Amuro stared at this guy coldly, and slowly continued to sink: I can't continue to look straight at the underage above, the other party appeared so suddenly, and he has exactly the same personality as Miyano Elena The eyes are probably deceitful.

It is likely that the organization is tempting him.

He heard the minor laugh shortly, and said again: "They don't seem to be happy."

The smile in the other party's tone decreased a little, as if he was thinking seriously and asking for advice, "At this time, should I pretend that I don't exist and quietly avoid it?"

Not knowing what was said on the phone, the minor laughed again, "I know, I know, my sister is so wordy, I will pay attention to safety."

"However," the other party said, "I seem to be familiar with that person?"

"He's blond."

blond.

Toru Amuro stared coldly at the wanted criminal's disguised movements, and looked up.

He saw that the underage man showed the lower half of his face forward a little bit, and made a gesture of looking over seriously, only his mouth was still buried in the crook of his arms.

The other party was wearing a black hoodie, and his hair was also messy black, with some messy hair sticking out.

The whole body, only the half exposed face and hands are white.

The dazzling white that Toru Amuro glimpsed just now was the face of the other party.

There was hardly a trace of blood on the minor's face, it was all the color of snow.

Still smiling, he looked at Toru Amuro for a few seconds, then retracted his elbow resting on the armrest, revealing the lower half of his face completely.

Except for some fluffy hair, eyebrows that are neither thick nor light, and crystal clear opals, there is only a bit of blood in the mouth on that face.

There is blood, but not much.

When he saw the other person's face clearly, Toru Amuro also confirmed again: this minor is not Miyano Elena.

Miyano Elena is very beautiful, but she is the typical beauty of a woman, with soft eyebrows and eyes, sometimes like a white swan on a music box, elegant and gentle, a dream that is out of reach.

And this minor, although he was still a little immature due to his young age, did not fully open, but the outline of the face and the turning of the eyes were quite crisp and neat.

His appearance tends to be sharp and aggressive. It is the hard ice in cold winter. It is also out of reach. Just touching it will hurt you, so even if you want to touch it, you can only look at it out of reach.

Also icy hooks.

However, Minor has a cheerful personality.

He obviously hasn't grown up yet, and he has a childish character, so whether he walks, speaks, or addresses him, he has a childlike vivacity, and he is always smiling.

The liveliness and laughter quietly melted away the aggressiveness of his eyebrows and eyes, and the hard ice became a hand that can be easily played with. Coupled with the biting "sister" title, Toru Amuro felt inexplicably An uncomfortable feeling.

He cleared his throat and saw that the minor looked at him curiously, and then at the wanted criminal he was holding down curiously.

The other party said: "Do I know you, Mr. Blonde?"

……

How can anyone ask someone 'do I know you? ', or 'Mr. Blonde', it's impolite, he still knows how to call 'Sir', to be polite, he immediately nicknamed 'Blonde'.

Indeed a child.

It's still the kind of child whose family loves him very much, so he is extraordinarily innocent.

Toru Amuro's heart moved, he considered his answer, and then said vaguely: "Maybe we know each other."

Even if he looks like a child, he has to be careful with those eyes.

"Oh," the minor responded, and immediately turned to the phone with confidence, "He doesn't remember whether he recognizes me or not!"

"If both of you don't remember, it's not 'impolite', it's..."

He tilted his head, paused for a few seconds, and laughed again, with a more childish tone, "Yes, yes, I still remember that polite Russian is 'Привет'."

When saying 'Привет', the minor frowned, as if he was extremely embarrassed, and slowly straightened his tongue before he managed to say it.

Toru Amuro reacted for a moment before he realized that the other party was saying 'Привет'.

This word originally had some tongue-tattling sounds, but when the other party said it slowly, they swallowed the tongue-tattling sounds, as if they were speaking English.

However, the word does not seem to be 'polite', right?yes……

"Isn't it polite?" came the surprised voice of the minor, "What is that?"

is 'hello'.

The other party defended again, "It's not polite, when my sister taught me Russian, why did she call this word when she saw me!"

Toru Amuro: "?"

Wait, even if it means "polite", is it normal for the teacher to call him "polite" when he sees a minor on the way of teaching Russian?

Who would call others 'polite'!

The minor lowered his eyes with a smile, looked at Toru Amuro for a few more seconds, and said abruptly, "What a strange uncle."

What a strange uncle... what a strange... uncle... big... uncle...

Amuro reacted and reacted, realizing one thing with difficulty and dullness: the other party was pointing at him.

... This brat is really a bit impolite, how is he an uncle? !

"'Pressed eyebrows are angry', right?" The minor confirmed to the person on the other end of the phone with a smile, and said cheerfully, "The strange uncle is angry, so strange, why is he angry?"

After finishing speaking, the other party suddenly said, "Ah, because of what I just said?"

The minor immediately apologized, "Sorry, I'm not very good at talking, if I say something wrong, I can only ask you to be patient."

Toru Amuro: "?"

He reacted and found that today there were too many situations of "seems a bit outrageous, not sure, let's look again", "really a bit outrageous" and "too many slots".

This underage...

Toru Amuro lowered his head and made a gesture of looking at the wanted criminal to conceal his attention. He calmly said: "It's okay, I should be the one who should be sorry."

He asked without raising his head, "The movement just now was a bit loud, did it scare you?"

Then I asked myself in my heart and answered: No.

The minor didn't take it seriously at first glance, and didn't realize the danger of the wanted criminal at all.

"Ah?" Sure enough, the minor let out a surprised tone, imitating his calm tone just now, and replied, "It's okay."

The other party said: "I'm not scared..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Amuro immediately looked up.

A man wearing a mask, hat, and thick coat stands behind the minor.

The minor raised his hand obediently, with no expression of fear on his face, mostly curious, he tilted his head halfway, "Are you pointing a gun at me?"

"Humph," the man in the mask sneered, "It's a gun, a police gun. I was the one who was hit by this gun. You don't want to hit yourself this time, do you?"

"This is a police gun. If it hits an innocent person, I will feel sad for its owner."

"What are you talking about? I don't quite understand what you mean." The underage curiosity faded, he turned his face back, and quietly moved the phone away, "It's okay."

Judging from his expression, he probably felt that his movement of moving the phone was not too concealed, so he felt a little guilty, and his eyes drooped, inexplicably cute.

The person wearing the mask immediately stopped him, "Don't move!"

Then he also looked down and said with a sneer, "Surely the police officer doesn't want to see this gun hurting innocent citizens, does he?"

After a pause, the person wearing the mask added, "I'm still a child."

During their exchange, Toru Amuro hid the police gun he had just seized in his sleeve. He maintained his indifferent expression, looked up and said calmly: "Of course the police don't want to see it."

This sentence can be interpreted into two meanings, one is that he is the police, of course he does not want to see ordinary citizens being injured, and the other is that he is not the police, so he is ambiguously perfunctory.

The minor's eyes are too similar to Miyano Elena. Unfortunately, Miyano Elena is also a member of the organization, and even has the frowning title of "angel who fell into hell". Amuro suspects that Miyano Adults may be the ones who organize.

And once a minor is a member of the organization, it can only explain one thing, the organization doubts his identity and is testing him.

At such a time, you must not mess with yourself, even if you say "self-assessment, bribe the police, and cooperate with the police shoulder to shoulder, he eats meat and the police drink soup" is better than "Bourbon is an undercover police officer", at least the former You can still argue a thing or two, and there is also time to rush to bring intelligence before leaving.

"Oh?" The person wearing the mask sneered a few times, and said in a strange way, "As expected of Mr. Police Officer, you are really kind."

His tone sank a bit, "The smell of justice on your body is simply disgusting!"

"Now, let Shandao go!"

'Mountain Island' refers to the wanted criminal.

Toru Amuro let out a breath, let go of the wanted criminal, and stood up with his hands raised.

The wanted criminal struggled a few times on the ground, then got up in a desperate manner with his tail between his legs, and called out in a low voice, "Brother!"

But he was depressed for only a second, and he immediately regained his spirits, "Brother, that brat you caught...!"

The moment he wagged his tail excitedly, the confrontation scene upstairs changed.

When he felt the sound of the wind, Toru Amuro immediately flew backwards. He looked up and saw the masked person who was thrown over his shoulder.

The masked person brought a gust of wind downstairs, and before the wanted criminal could react, it hit him heavily, and then screamed incessantly.

A gunshot rang out, accompanied by the screams of ouch.

Toru Amuro reacted for a moment, dodging in embarrassment, the bullet fired from the masked man's gun brushed his shoulder, he: "..."

He looked up.

The black-haired minor returned to the original posture, lying on the railing with a smile, he looked down, looked around the downstairs curiously, and responded slowly, "Sorry?"

He looked over Amuro's shoulder, "Is it my fault that you were hurt?"

Then apologize again, "Sorry."

this little devil...

So polite, so impolite!
This episode is set in a parallel world, roughly [Hyuga Ryo grew up in an organization, is not familiar with Miyano, and is now the leader].