Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 Xinfan took a taxi back to the apartment to pick up some things, and then changed a taxi to Kawakami's house.

　　 Sitting in the taxi, Xinfan also sent an email to Kazemiyu who had not been in touch for a long time:

　　 [I am going to Kawakami's house now, is it convenient for you to go there? 】

　　 Soon Kazami Yuya’s reply arrived:

　　【I will be there in twenty minutes. 】

　　 Looking for things like Shiho Miyano must come quietly, and Shinshige himself can't even interfere too much. Otherwise, it will be easy to expose the connection between Mezcal and Shirley.

　　 Asano Nobuhiro is Mezcal. He doesn't expect to hide the organization for too long. Any carelessness now may be fatal at that time.

　　 Shinshige asked the taxi to stop in the block near Kawakami's house, and he planned to walk there even if it was about five minutes' drive from Kawakami's house.

　　 Therefore, when Shinhan arrived, Kazemiyu had been waiting for a long time.

　　 Kazemiyu also let Nobuhan into the house sideways, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Asano, is there an important task that is not convenient for talking on the phone?"

　　 "Mr. Asano." Akemi Miyano wore a goose yellow dress. She braided her hair and hung it over her chest, looking very gentle.

　　 Shinshige nodded at her: "Miss Kawakami."

　　 Miyano Akemi has lived here for a few weeks and is already very familiar with the environment. She takes guests to the study like a real host.

　　 Only after serving two cups of hot tea, Akemi Miyano closed the door very intimately, leaving a relatively hidden space for them to discuss business matters.

Shinhan looked at the surrounding environment with satisfaction, and had no time to say anything, and said directly: "Two things, first, Kawakami Yuno can gradually return to a normal life. My suggestion is to help her open a shop, so that's all. Let her have an unsuspecting job without too frequent contact with other people."

　　 Kazemiyu also nodded in agreement immediately: "Of course your decision is the safest. Ms. Kawakami wants to own a flower shop herself, she seems to have some cash, enough..."

　　 "No." Xin Fanlue interrupted somewhat seriously, "Even cash may be monitored by the organization. All her deposits and cash cannot be moved."

　　 "Ah, yes, I understand." Kazami Yu also looked embarrassed, "but the public security side is also unlikely to help Ms. Kawakami with this money..."

　　 "It doesn't matter, you can just do what she thinks, I will pay."

　　 Xinfan has always been generous in spending money. After all, his money is basically ill-gotten gains from the organization. And he is different from Akemi Miyano, he will use his own channels to wash all the money into the account. On the other hand, the organization will not deliberately monitor the funds in his hands even when Mezcal has not been exposed. The money is relatively safer, and it doesn't hurt to spend it.

　　 Feng Jianyu can of course also think of this, so he said: "Okay, I will ask someone to arrange it right away."

　　 Miyano Akemi’s matter has been resolved, but her sister is still missing.

　　 Xin Fanlue said with a headache, "In addition, I need the police to find someone for me."

　　 "Please speak."

　　 Xinfan drank a sip of tea to make his thoughts a little clearer. Irregular work and rest schedules really affect his thinking:

"It should be a little girl with short chestnut hair, probably only six or seven years old, so tall." He gestured around his waist and said, "Well, but it might be so tall." This time his hand It was scratched at the top of the knee.

　　 "..." Kazami Yu was also stunned, "Asa, Asano, six or seven-year-old children are not that short, right..."

"Ah, it's six or seven years old, chestnut hair, girl." Xinfan was a little weird and embarrassed, "but if the little girl can't be found, it may be a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. Lower than me. Some, about this high, still have chestnut hair."

　　 Kazemi Yuya: "..."

　　 Why does he always think that Mr. Asano is looking for someone so trifling?

　　 What do you mean by a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old...

　　 Can people's age change casually?

　　 "Please look for it as soon as possible. But remember not to disturb her, and don't mention that someone is looking for her in front of her." Xinfan thought about it and emphasized, "Especially don't mention my existence."

　　 Feng Jianyu also heard the importance of this incident from Shinfan's tone, so he nodded seriously and said, "Yes!"

　　 After handing over the task of finding someone to the professional police, Xin Fan didn't feel so relaxed.

　　The influence of Shiho Miyano on the plot of Conan is so great that he can hardly imagine how Conan will continue to contact the organization if Shiho Miyano is dead.

　　 And Shiho Miyano can't die, this is his promise to Akemi Miyano.

　　 Shinhan is very upset now.

　　 If he had expected such an accident, when Shiho Miyano was locked in the gas chamber that day, he would personally verify her safety even if he risked his identity exposure.

　　 "Mr. Asano." Hiroyuki Kazami said loudly, "If I have any news from me, please email you. I guess it may not be convenient for you to call it or something."

　　 Shinhan nodded and just wanted to say that phone calls are not impossible, after all, Shiho Miyano's priority is definitely at the top.

　　 But his phone rang first.

　　 Shinhan looked down and saw that it was the gentleman.

　　 He gave his companion a look. Although he did not have a career as an undercover agent, but he was very proficient in undercover business, he immediately understood.

　　 "Mr." Xinfan pressed the answer button, and his aura changed in an instant, becoming tough and sharp ~www.readwn.com~ It's just that there was a respect for the person on the other side of the phone.

　　 Feng Jianyu was also surprised and admired by Haosheng who was also watching.

　　 Is this the real undercover?

　　 Mr. Asano is as good as Mr. Yutani.

　　 No wonder they can make extraordinary achievements in such a hard working environment.

　　 The gentleman's voice is as indifferent as ever, and he rarely uses the phone to contact his subordinates. There are many members of the organization that have his email address, but those who know the phone number are all members he trusts and respect.

　　 The gin that used to be counted as one, and so is Mezcal.

　　 The gentleman said: "There are three lines in the gin's hand. You are responsible for following up recently."

　　Gin's mission?

　　 Xinfan doesn't want to take up the job of a model worker at all. You don't need to think about it to know that it must be a threat to a certain politician, or a deal with a certain elite in the business world, or else where the organization has found a traitor or undercover.

　　 This kind of work, the hard work is my own, but the money is organized.

　　 I don’t know if Gin threw these three tasks to him because he took five more tasks?

　　 But no matter how reluctant in my heart, he said: "Okay, I understand."

　　 The gentleman paused, then suddenly asked: "Where are you now?"

　　 Nobuhiro subconsciously raised his eyes to Kazemi Yuya. For a moment, he thought whether he was discovered by the organization when he came to contact the police.

　　 But his habit of walking in the black and white area all the year round kept his voice calm: "I'm in Tokyo."

　　 Fortunately, the gentleman did not suspect.

　　 "You will pick someone up at the New Tokyo International Airport at 8 o'clock this evening." The gentleman said,

　　 "His code name is Bourbon."