Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

In the middle of the night, a dense night enveloped the land of Tokyo.

Even at this time, Japan is shrouded in fear of possible virus invasion, the night in Tokyo is still so quiet.

In Kudo's house, where almost a needle could be heard when it fell on the ground, Conan stuck to the door, holding his breath and listening to the movement outside.

Dad is going out again, and it's still early in the morning, what on earth is he going to do?

With a "click", the door was gently closed.

Conan understood that this was because Dad didn't want him to know his whereabouts.

Is it really related to the organization?

A touch of perseverance flashed across Conan's eyes. He quickly put on his coat, and under the cover of the night, he gently left his bedroom through the window, and followed Yusaku Kudo.

On the other side, the Nagano Prefectural Police Headquarters——

It is early morning, and several offices of the police headquarters are still brightly lit.

The profession of police is different from other professions. They need to be vigilant at all times, especially in the current tense situation.

Zhu Fu Gaoming was sitting behind his desk working with documents. Next to him, Yamato dared to help sit on a stool, drowsy holding the back of the chair, lightly tapping his head from time to time.

With a sound of "bang!", Yamato's dare to help finally knocked his head on the chair to live up to expectations. He exclaimed "Eh" in pain, and he was completely awake.

In this regard, Zhu Fu Gaoming only glanced up at him, and then resumed his work.

Yamato dared to rub his swollen head: "Gao Ming, are you still not going home?"

"While perilous and perpetual, how to be alone?"

"...That wouldn't be so desperate. After all, this matter is the work of the Metropolitan Police Department and has little to do with us." Yamato dared to help yawn, "Didn't you say it, we just need to stand by To cooperate with the Metropolitan Police Department’s operations."

This time, Zhu Fu Gaoming simply ignored him.

Yamato dared to help himself, and sighed helplessly, "I know who you are worried about, but it is not a good thing for you to continue like this. After all, the situation has not yet reached the most critical moment.

Zhu Fu Gaoming heard the words and put down the pen in his hand.

There were some less obvious worries between his eyebrows, but more calmly.

"I don't need to worry about anyone." Zhu Fu Gaoming said calmly, "I'm just doing my own business. It's already late, you should go back quickly. If you don't leave, Uehara won't leave. "

Yamato dared to help, and said helplessly: "Okay, but Gao Ming, have you found that you have become more alive since the incident in Chibi?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming frowned deeply, the folds deep enough to trap flies.

Yamato dared to detect the stagnation of the air and quickly stood up and quickly left Zhu Fu's brilliant office. The figure he was leaving was so vigorous, there was no inconvenience in his legs or feet at all.

Watching his friend leave, Zhu Fu Gaoming sighed slightly, how could he not worry about Jing Guang's safety? It's just that he believes that Jingguang is capable of handling this matter more than worrying, and at least he can guarantee his own safety.

...

It was also late at night, and another corner of Tokyo was also brightly lit at this time.

Next to the bright blue computer, a bowl of instant noodles was still steaming hot, enough to see that its owner was too busy to cook and could only deal with it casually.

There was a blond man sitting at the computer desk. He was staring at the screen, looking for something in a densely packed list.

No, the police academy has not had the name Nobuhiro Asano in the police academy's student list for the past ten years. Is it really a pseudonym?

Jiang Guling frowned and opened the student profile. He remembered that there should be a photo of each student in the profile.

After checking these photos with those of Nobuhiro Asano, the unwillingness to give up and the naked eye one by one. However, just like the result of the previous name, Nobuhiro Asano has not been among the students of the police academy in the past ten years, and even people similar to him do not exist.

How could this be?

When he asked Nobuhiro Asano if he graduated from the Metropolitan Police Academy, Nobuhiro Asano did not refute it. He knew that this was actually an acquiescence.

At this moment, Jiang Guling's telephone rang.

He picked it up, and Kazami Yuya was on the opposite side.

"Mr. Noriya, I got a report saying that you obtained a copy of the archived data, and then copied all the data?" Kazami Yuya's voice was filled with eagerness.

Jiang Guling frowned: "That's right."

"Oh, that piece of information is related to your safety. It's too dangerous to copy it casually. You should delete it quickly." Feng Jian Yu also wanted to cry without tears, "Remember to clear the record as well."

Jiang Guling knows the reason why the police stationed students at the police school, but then something would be even stranger.

"See you in the wind." Jiang Guling asked in a deep voice, "Why is there no information about the session I was in?"

Not to mention all, not even a single information, a name, or a photo.

If it is to seal the student information of the police academy for him, why is he alone in the archived information?

Kazami Yu also condensed upon hearing the words: "Isn't there? I am not quite sure about this matter."

"I see, I will delete it." Jiang Gu Ling hung up the phone after speaking.

He realized that this matter had to go to the police officer over there, and Feng Jianyu was probably more confused than him.

Thinking about this, Noriya Noriya didn't think about the time at the moment, and used another phone card to call Kuroda Hebei.

"You said the information of your class of students." On the other side of the phone, Heibei Kuroda was sober, apparently not taking a rest. In the current situation, sleeping is a privilege that only ordinary people can enjoy, "It has been completely destroyed."

Ruined?

Jiang Guling frowned and expressed puzzlement: "Since it is destroyed, why do you want to seal up the other lists?"

"Of course it's for more safety~www.readwn.com~ Kuroda explained calmly, "If the police academy is invaded by someone with a heart, and you see that the list of students is missing for one year alone, it will easily draw their attention to you. Body. Only sealing all is the safest way. "

Heibei Kuroda was justified, but Koriya still felt that something was wrong.

He thanked him and ended the call, his doubts getting more and more serious.

Now only the students of his class have not been compared. Is it true that Nobuhira Asano is his contemporaneous student?

But if this is the case, Yutani feels there is no reason why he can't recognize him--unless, Nobuhira Asano's face is fake!

Jiang Guling patted his head in annoyance. Why didn't he think of it?

Nobuhira Asano's superb disguise skills, it is entirely possible to make a mask that is not easily detectable. Moreover, it is not impossible that there is no other possibility, perhaps Asano Nobuhiro is more ruthless, and simply uses plastic surgery to solve all the troubles.

After all, undercover work is hard and everything is possible.

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