Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 Xinfan was taken aback, and replied easily: "Every day we take a risk to go out. Even if we lie in bed, we may be hit by a meteorite, but we still have to love life."

　　 "Don't divert the topic." The answer, which is too heavy to avoid the heavy and light with the taste of chicken soup, made Hui Yuan's face a little ugly, "Tomorrow, will you be in danger?"

　　 "How can I turn the subject off..." Xinfan met Hui Yuanai's serious eyes, and said every word, "Perhaps, but I can protect myself, and I can protect you."

　　 After all, it was the task of the organization, Xinfan could not falsely tell Hui Yuanai that there was absolutely no danger, because that was an obvious lie. But his words are also true. Having been an undercover agent for so long, the dangers he has encountered are countless, but every time there is no danger.

　　 Believe in Fando not believe in Christianity, but at this time he can only say that God's balance is always more inclined to the side of justice. It's like Chianti and Cohen's guns only hit their own.

　　 Huihara was silent for a moment, and the living room was suddenly quiet as if he could hear the other person's breathing.

　　 She lowered her head slightly and looked diagonally down on the floor: "You know, I used to sneak into this house in the early morning."

　　 Her voice is very soft and calm, as if she is just telling a story, or discussing today's weather with her brother.

　　 "I know." Half of Xinfan's face was hidden in the shadows, only half of it was bright under the light, and his tone was calm, not surprising.

　　 "So you knew it a long time ago." Ai Yuanai felt a moment of sorrow.

　　 "This is your home, you can come back anytime." Although Xinfan didn't know what Hui Yuan was doing when she came over that night, her embarrassed appearance still clearly appeared in his mind, making people can't help but laugh.

Hui Yuanai obviously also recalled how bad her experience of climbing the wall in a skirt that night was. She didn’t start saying, “But you don’t know what I did, and you don’t know why I did it, like You don’t know that the police for whom you are selling your life may not trust you at all!"

　　 Shinhan's eyes darkened a lot, and he asked seriously, "What's the matter?"

　　 Hui Yuanai will not say these things for no reason, so something must have happened that gave her this idea.

　　 I hope that it was not the organization who discovered the true identities of Asano Nobuhiro and Asano Huihara, and then used Huihara to provoke his relationship with the police. After all, if Mezcal was really instigated instead of being an undercover agent in the first place, this trick might have a miraculous effect.

　　 Hui Yuanai took a deep breath before making up his mind to tell her brother everything she knew.

"The last time my sister came to see me, she said that she overheard Police Officer Yuya Fengjian talking about you, and listening to the tone, they didn't seem to plan to tell you about it." After all, Miyano Akemi I learned about this through improper means, so Hui Yuanai's face was a little unnatural, "Just tomorrow, the police will start a certain plan against the organization. I am a little worried that you will be accidentally injured."

　　 If it weren't for Asano Nobuhiro to say that he will be busy at work tomorrow, perhaps Huihara will keep this matter in her heart.

　　Miyano Shiho has never cooperated with official agencies. In the education she received since childhood, the official agencies, whether the police or the US FBI and CIA, are all hypocritical and corrupt. Compared to these institutions, she is more willing to believe in unofficial but just people like detectives.

　　 But she and her sister are now under the shadow of the Japanese police, and her sister's life was saved by the police, so Huihara was unable to grasp the balance between trust and doubt for a while. On the one hand, she was worried about Asano Nobuhiro, and on the other hand, she was wondering if this was the way the police work.

　　 So she chose to be silent, and protected Asano Nobuhira in her own way. She sneaked into Asano's house, and at the same time used her identity to investigate Lu Feng's music classroom, and determined that these places were not monitored by the police or the organization. She asked Asano Nobuhiro to come back to live, hoping to pinch it out before the accident happened.

　　 But when Nobuhiro Asano told her about her organized mission tomorrow, Ai Harahara's worries about him finally outweighed reason, prompting her to say that.

　　 What did Shinshige Asano think?

　　 Xinfan didn't speak, his eyebrows frowned slightly, his expression serious.

　　 Upon seeing this, Hui Yuanai's heart sank slightly.

　　 It seems that concealment is not the usual work style of the police.

　　 For undercover agents, changes are part of their lives, but at the same time changes also mean greater risks.

　　 "Are you really trusted by the police?" Hui Yuanai asked seriously.

This time Xinfan did not continue to be silent, but instead laughed, his eyebrows filled with relief and relief: "This question is meaningless, little sorrow. You know, nothing I am doing now is to win someone. The trust and recognition of the police are based on their own will. Moreover, the responsibilities of various public security departments are different, and the methods and angles of considering problems are different. Even the chief of the police station does not need to know the whole picture, let alone me?"

　　 Huiyuan Ai knows Xinfan's words make sense, but these words do not reassure her. On the contrary, there is always a feeling of panic deep in her heart. She is afraid, but she does not know what she is afraid of.

　　……

　　 The next day, the sun was shining, and the birds and flowers were scented.

　　 Early in the morning, Xinfan drove Hui Yuanwei to Didan Primary School, and then rushed to Lufeng Music Classroom.

　　 He could have called Yuya Kazami last night. Although that person is very loyal to the police and the country ~www.readwn.com~, it is also true that sometimes he makes people angry. Xinfan, an old fox with superb acting skills and a series of lies, is confident that he can use Kazumi Yuya's idioms without making the other party suspicious.

　　 But he still didn't dial that number in the end.

　　 Asano Nobuhiro may be, but Keimitsu Morifushi will definitely not do that.

　　 "Morning, Mr. Asano." Toru Amuro was standing on a chair cleaning the glass. Seeing him, the blond man raised his trademark smile, "I brought breakfast and put it on the table."

"morning."

　　 Xinfan's feet had already stepped through the door of Lu Feng's music classroom, but he stopped again.

　　 He suddenly remembered what Amuro said at the izakaya that day, knowing that no matter how late it is, someone will be waiting for you to go home. This is indeed a very happy thing. He now has the little sorrow that will wait for him to go home to eat. Although he can't recognize his brother, he at least knows that the other party is safe.

　　 What can Jiangguling have?

　　 He has nothing left.

　　 Shinhan sighed and said loudly to the man, "Amuro-san, you can come to my house for dinner when you are fine. Xiao Ai and I are very good at cooking."

　　 He said sincerely, but only in exchange for someone with a ghostly expression: "What is this, is it employee benefits?"

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