Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Upon closer inspection, this document turned out to be the archive of Zhu Fu Jingguang from his birth to his departure from Nagano Prefecture.

Xinfan was surprised: "I thought this kind of thing was destroyed when I received a special mission a few years ago, how could it..."

"Because this file was lost when you just graduated from college." Zhu Fu Gaoming corrected himself again, "No, to be precise, it was lost not long after you wrote to tell me that you were admitted to the professional group."

"Doesn't the archives have a special organization to manage, how can they be lost?"

"This incident involves a local gang in Nagano Prefecture. They have long controlled the archives through bribery, threats, etc., and used this to facilitate illegal activities. Over the past year, the authorities have paid more attention to counter-terrorism issues. A special operation was also launched against this group. It was during this special operation that we found the missing files."

Xinfan frowned deeply: "The file has been lost for seven years. Have you discovered it recently?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming said solemnly: "This is a mistake in our work."

"Just lost my file?" Xinfan asked.

"Plus yours, there are thirty-two copies in total, all of which have now been reorganized and archived. I know you have a special task, so I will keep your files private."

Xinfan rubbed the text on the file lightly: "That's the way it is, that's why you agree with my practice of not letting Zero know his identity."

His fingers rested on the creases in the file.

Zhu Fu Gaoming looked at the same position as him: "Yes. Normally, once the file is sealed, it will not be opened. Even if it is occasionally browsed for management needs, it will not be folded into a flat appearance."

"This kind of crease usually only appears when you need to copy." Xinfan took the brother's words, "My file has been copied."

…

In addition to the things necessary for work, Jiangguling's residence has almost no other chores. In a residence like this, the fewer traces of life, the lower the risk of exposing identity information.

He sat upright at the table, facing the computer, and on the left and right sides of the screen were the data of two people-Keikou Morifushi and Nobuhiro Asano.

Asano Nobuhiro's information is easy to find. Because the music classroom was invited to participate in a variety show last time, this man has long been a hit, and his information can be seen everywhere on the Internet. As for Zhu Fu Jingguang, all the materials were destroyed after his death, and these contents were all typed on the computer by Jiang Guling word by word today.

There are many similarities between these two people, but they are still more different overall.

More importantly, Zhu Fu Jingguang's current state is still death. It is not yet clear what exactly happened to Hideichi Akai, and Yutani couldn't but dare not make even more exaggerated guesses.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

Jiang Guling quickly answered the phone without even looking at it, professionally perfunctorily: "Hello, hello, Lu Feng Music Classroom Toru Amuro."

"Hello, Amuro-kun?" The voice of the person opposite was smiling.

Jiang Gu Ling was slightly stunned when he heard the words: "Yoneda-san, why are you suddenly free to contact me?"

"Now it's not to see if I am free, but to whether you, a busy person, can answer the phone." Naoji Yoneda smiled on the other side of the phone. "I'm fine now, how are you?"

"Still the same." Jiang Guling didn't elaborate.

"I guess so, it's still far from the day of your liberation."

"Know it's nonsense, let's talk, what the **** is it?"

Naoji Yoneda flipped through a few yellowed papers and deliberately joked: "It sounds like you don’t welcome me very much, so I’ll just hang up. I originally wanted to show you some of your medical examination reports from that year. Look."

"Physical examination report?" Jiang Gu Ling frowned, "Should not this kind of thing be sealed along with the file?"

"Oh, it's not the kind of serious report." Naoji Yoneda smiled helplessly. "Do you remember that Onizuka Hachizo made a more devilish training menu in order to test our physical fitness limit, and specially arranged a professional medical examination for our class? ?"

When Naotsu Yoneda said so, Yutani remembered: "It seems that there is such a thing."

"Instructor Onizuka is sick. I went to visit him the day before yesterday and retrieved the previous medical report from him. It's hard to imagine that he would keep this kind of thing well until now."

"Several expired medical examination reports," Jiang Gu Ling was initially dismissive of this, but he suddenly remembered something and quickly confirmed, "Wait, I remember that the physical examination was very comprehensive at the beginning, and even fingerprints were collected? ?"

"Yes, there are fingerprints on both hands, very comprehensive."

"You save it, don't break it, I'll find it for you now!" Jiang Guling quickly deleted the files in the computer, especially cleaned up the data of Zhu Fu Jingguang that he had just typed up, and then picked up his coat Just rush downstairs.

Naoji Yoneda was taken aback by his reaction and couldn't help asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't ask anything, don't let those medical reports be damaged before I arrive, this is an order!"

"Fuck off, you are not my chief now!" Yoneda retorted in an angry tone.

Nevertheless, he carefully collected the "unimportant" medical reports, and patiently waited for an agent to come to his door at home.

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Nagano Prefecture · Zhufu House

Xinfan solemnly returned the files to Zhufu Gaoming: "My files should be kept by Brother Gaoming for me. You are Zhu Fu Jingguang's brother. It is natural to keep the files private because you miss your loved ones. If my files are inexplicable Lost is more likely to be suspected."

"I understand, don't worry." Zhu Fu Gaoming took the file and put it in his briefcase as usual. UU reading www.uukanshu. com is sure that he will keep this file properly, because it is basically equivalent to Zhu Fu Jingguang's life in a sense.

"Right." Zhu Fu Gaoming said again, "I will show you something after dinner."

Xinfan laughed: "You tell me now that you can watch it after eating, didn't you deliberately hang your appetite?"

"That might make your appetite better."

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, both seem to be back 23 years ago. At that time, they were still young, Zhu Fu Gaoming, who had assumed the responsibility of the eldest brother early, and Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had become independent at a young age, could also say good morning to each other every day.

The ordinary things that I didn't care much about at that time turned out to be treasures that were lost and recovered after 23 years.

After dinner, Xinfan accompanied his brother to clean the dishes, wiped them dry one by one, and put them in the kitchen side cabinet again—this is the tableware that my mother bought back then. No one wants them to be damaged.

"I can tell you now, what are you going to show me?" Xinfan asked.

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