Tons and tons of tons, Ize and Lev walked to the bar together and drank freely.

Of course, Ize, who excused himself with a bad throat, drank mineral water, while Mao Xiong Lev drank real vodka.

At the bar, Lev, who had poured another glass of wine, put the empty glass down and grabbed his hair, "You're not going undercover, are you?" ”

Because he spoke Chinese, Rin Izawa understood.

Ize, who was swallowing a mouthful of water: "······"

Izawa struggled to control himself and swallowed the water, which he had just almost spat in Lev's face.

Lev, who didn't know if he was drunk or not, ignored Izeh and continued: "I think you look like an undercover agent. ”

Ize who remembered his own character tightly could only refute it with a sign language that I was not.

Lev muttered nonchalantly, "Undercover agents won't say if they're undercover." Then he blew directly into the bottle.

Soon, in the sound of tons and tons, a bottle of wine bottomed out.

Lev, who swallowed the last sip of wine, burped and patted Izawa on the shoulder, "Are you an undercover agent?" ”

Seeing that Izawa didn't answer, he didn't think much about it, he picked up another bottle of wine and poured himself a glass, "Which organization are you an undercover agent?" ”

Then he continued to ask, "Is it from the underworld or from the police?" ”

Azed Ize: "······"

Looking at Ize with a blank face, Lev took a sip of wine and reluctantly explained, "Good brother! According to my observation, all the names in the organization were once sent by other organizations to go undercover, so do you think I should go to other organizations for further training? ”

Then he raised his fingers and began to count, "Our number one is said to have jumped from a transnational criminal organization, the second leader is from the FBI, the third leader is the righteous son of a certain boss of an Italian gang, the captain of the action team is said to be from the CIA, and the person in charge of intelligence is said to have been sent in by Tiaozi, anyway, none of the famous people in our organization are from serious backgrounds." ”

As he spoke, he poured another sip of wine sadly, "Even the boss of our current stronghold used to be the second-in-command of the Black Tiger Gang, the biggest gang in Moscow, it's too difficult, it's too difficult to get promoted."

Garbage organization, eat jujube pills! Whew, it's too hard. ”

Before Ize could begin to gesture for comfort, Lev continued to drink.

Ize, who was sitting on the side, had to silently fill up the mineral water in his cup, and the soul of complaining in his heart had exploded.

[Good guys, is this an undercover organization?] Good guys, this has to do with the winery. ]

·

Sending Lev, who was so drunk that he almost cried on the street with a telephone pole, back to the base, Izawa returned to the hotel.

After checking the security around him to make sure that no one was listening, he took out Noah's special mobile phone and broadcast a call to his distant boss.

He couldn't suppress his desire to complain!

"What's the matter at this point? Didn't it go well? ”

After hearing Mr. Amuro's familiar voice on the other side of the phone, Izawa breathed a sigh of relief, and he calmed down, "The entry went smoothly, and I have now applied for the position of Chinese teacher." ”

“？”

Izawa opened the Chinese textbook that Lev had stuffed into him before, "By the way, Mr. Amuro, I got some information today, a person named Lev has a famous face in this organization, and the people with faces in this organization are sent in by other organizations, and this organization is a bit evil." ”

Hearing the news, Toru Amuro instantly became interested, "Really? ”

"It should be true, I'm going to stay a little longer and go to contact Mr. Tsukimisato sent by the Japanese Public Security. If Lev is really talking, then Mr. Tsukimisato should be easy to find. ”

"Okay, be careful."

"I will."

Amuro on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only spoke: "Survive, I'll help you find information about this organization when I'm free." ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Amuro, I'm sorry for my life."

[It's a good second year, but now I want to be a hero who changes the future of many people!] ]

[I'm a righteous partner!] Oops, inexplicably ignited. ]

"That's hanging."

Amuro hung up.

In the safe house, he looked at the task assigned to him by the top four hours ago and asked him to give it to Ize in deep thought, forget it, this task should be pressed down by him.

He always felt that the above was not at ease, but this task was handed directly to him by his boss Kuroda.

He is not the stunned young man he was when he first entered the black-clothed organization, and Toru Amuro decisively chose a phone call to his boss.

"Well done, Bourbon, we can't let our undercover agents waste their time on that kind of thing."

After receiving the affirmation from his boss, Amuro immediately put on a black smile from Bourbon, and he took out a document from the side, which marked the location of Shuichi Akai this month.

·

On the other side, in Japan, Conan is testing Hiroki.

Hiroki, a schoolboy of Shin age, easily fended off Conan's temptation and got into the Kazami faction to come to the car, and today was the time for him to hand in the research materials on Kogaku's weapons that he had deciphered over the past month.

"Uncle Kazami, good afternoon."

Kazumi Yuya, who was called uncle, was stunned for a moment, and then reacted that he was already 30 this year and hurriedly spoke: "Hiroki, it's okay in the afternoon." ”

He opened his mouth again and explained, "I'm sorry, because Hiroki is so smart, I forgot that you're only 10 years old this year." ”

Because Hiroki, who received Noah saying that Izawa was on a business trip again and thought that Izawa was on a public security errand, said with a smile, "It's okay, Uncle Kazami." My name is Uncle Amuro, too. ”

I didn't know why Hiroki mentioned Mr. Tsukitani's Kazami and immediately attracted a critical hit.

Because Hiroki tilted his head, he added with a smile, "But Amuro, no, but in front of Mr. Shibuyani's face, I think it's better to call my brother, after all, he looks a lot like a high school student."

You say, yes, Uncle Kazami, who is a year older than Brother Shibuyani. ”

Kazami, who was squeezed by Hiroki a little: "······"

He silently touched his hairline, which had been raised by his daily work, and thought: It's not so angry that it's just an inexplicable feeling of being hit by an arrow in the chest.

Hiroki, who took a small revenge on Kazami, was in a better mood, and the anger that was tempted by Conan before also dissipated.

He looked at the silent Kazami, and apologized with some anxiety in his heart: "I'm sorry, in fact, uncle, you are also very young, but I am only 10 years old, so I can only call you uncle, uncle, you won't blame me." ”

Kazami just sighed a little about his age, "No." ”

Then he glanced at Hiroki, how did he think what Hiroki said just now was weird, but he felt that there was no problem, who taught it, it was really strange.

In the distance, Toru Amuro, who had called the brewery in front of Hiroki, sneezed loudly.