Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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The National Diet Building is located in one of Tokyo's most prosperous areas-Chiyoda District, which can almost be called the administrative center of Tokyo. The iconic building of the Metropolitan Police Department that Conan is most familiar with is also located here.

When there are no meetings, the National Assembly Building is still open to tourists from all over the country as a tourist attraction. It's just that all tourists entering the National Diet Building are required to go through security checks, and photographs are not allowed anywhere here.

However, this rule is of course invalid for Xin Fan.

As soon as he entered the gate, Hongshu obtained the authorization of the security system of the National Diet Building through unofficial channels.

As we all know, it is much more difficult to hide your whereabouts from top hackers than to obtain authorization. However, Xinfan's move was not to steal congressional secrets, and would not even allow anyone to notice the abnormality. Naturally, no one has nothing to do to track this deeply hidden external signal.

Vodka parked the car in a blind spot near the door.

"You only have half an hour." Gin said quietly, "At nine forty-five, if you haven't come out, I will default to the mission failure."

Xinfan opened the door and confidently responded, "I only need ten minutes."

In the first minute, I walked into the building of the National Diet Building, and then spent two minutes in the corridor to find Masaaki Okakura, who was following the congressmen to the conference hall, and found the most natural way to pass Okakura Masaaki in the fourth minute.

Then he deliberately lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Masaaki Okakura fell down with a plop, he quickly got up with his hands and feet, and apologized to the person who was accidentally hit by him on the opposite side: "I'm sorry."

However, Masaaki Okakura didn't realize that his sudden fall was caused by the young man facing him.

Xinfan got the amulet as early as the moment he contacted him. By supporting Okakura Masaaki's movement to cover it, he dropped the memory card in the amulet.

"It's okay." In the eyes of Okakura Masaaki, the young man he hit was not only not angry, but showed him a kind smile, "Are you okay?"

Okakura Masaki shook his head quickly: "It's okay, it's okay."

The congressman had reached a position ten meters away. Seeing that Okakura Masaaki had not followed up, his expression deteriorated a little. He turned around and reminded him: "Gangkura-san, the meeting is about to begin!"

"Sorry! I'll be there soon!" Okakura Masaaki hurriedly sorted out the information he was holding in his arms.

Shinshige showed understanding. He stretched out his hand to help Okakura Masaaki pat the dust on his clothes, and took the opportunity to put the amulet after the bag was dropped back into Okakura Masaaki's pocket: "Go ahead, don't let your colleagues wait long. NS."

Masaaki Okakura nodded slightly to greet him, and then caught up with the congressman in three steps and two steps.

He smiled all over his face, as if he respected the congressman very much, but in fact, Masaaki Okakura had already greeted the eighteenth generations of the congressman's ancestors in his heart.

Okakura Masaaki touched his chest and stroked the memory card placed in the amulet through the clothes.

Almost soon.

The organization's noc list is handy, this is his greatest confidence and reliance. He can use this list to negotiate terms with the Japanese police. If it goes well, he may soon be able to get rid of the secretarial status of looking at people and get a more decent job and treatment.

However, Okakura Masaaki, who was trapped in a beautiful vision of the future, did not realize that the memory card in his arms had long been lost. Not only was it impossible for him to realize his dream, but he couldn't even save his life.

Nobuhiro quickly left the corridor where Okakura Masaaki was.

Although Hongshu had controlled all the surveillance, he still walked close to the blind spot, and tried to avoid everyone who might see him. This habit has been imprinted in the bone marrow and can be done easily without thinking.

While walking, Xinfan took out the card reader, inserted the memory card into the card reader, and connected the card reader to the phone through the charging port.

"All data has been copied." Hongshu completed all the work in less than a second.

At this time, Xinfan also happened to see the gate of the National Diet Building.

He put away the card reader and mobile phone, calmly walked out of the building, and walked towards the Porsche 356a ten meters away.

"The mission is complete." Xinfan threw the memory card to Gin Jiu as soon as he got into the car. "How long?"

Gin replied indifferently: "Seven minutes and forty-nine seconds."

Xinfan immediately showed a satisfied look: "Yes, it seems that my business ability has not retreated but has improved during this period of time in Japan."

No gin order is needed, Vodka has already drove out.

And Gin obviously didn’t want to talk to Mezcal very much, but he had something to say, so he had to pay a little attention to Mezcal: “Bourbon sent the information of Okakura Masaaki. You can check it. Our plan can begin."

"clear."

Xinfan opened the mailbox, first deleted the email sent to him before Jiang Guling, and then opened the latest version-of course, the contents of the two emails are actually exactly the same.

...

That night, upstairs in the Maori detective office, Maorilan was packing up the books and stationery he needs to bring to school tomorrow.

A faint orange light seeps from the window, illuminating a small circle of sidewalks in front of the door.

Conan stared at the bright light, feeling that his heart was wrapped in warmth.

Lan, I'm going to find you, I want to explain the whole truth to you, and I want to face the challenges that may arise in the future with you.

I will be able to protect you.

Conan made up his mind secretly.

He walked through the door of Lu Feng's music classroom with excitement. A pair of cold but powerful hands suddenly stretched out from the door and dragged Conan into the music classroom.

Conan just wanted to scream, the next second, the man covered his mouth again.

"An points, Shinichi Kudo." The man's extremely cold voice came from behind.

Every inch of hair on Conan's body was erected in horror~www.readwn.com~ because he was so familiar with this voice! In countless nightmares, Gin used such a cold voice to announce his death sentence.

The gin smashed Conan's body forcefully, causing him to face his own face.

Conan bit his lips tightly, his palms sweaty with nervousness.

"No, I think I should call you Edogawa Conan right now." Gin twitched his lips and gave a mocking smirk. "I remember you seem to have a good relationship with the owner of this music classroom?"

Conan's face changed suddenly, but he was not sure how much Gin knew, so he dared not speak.

Gin picked him up, and put his muzzle on Conan’s temple with the other hand: "I have killed all the employees of Asano Nobuhira and the music classroom. But don’t worry, the Mori family upstairs soon Will go down to accompany them."

Conan is horrified! ! !

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