Chapter 480: Brother Yingsi, you're not an ordinary policeman, are you?
"Kudo, are you suspicious of my identity?" Hearing this, Edogawa Conan couldn't help but be stunned, he scratched his cheeks a little embarrassed, to be honest, he was indeed suspecting that the identity of Takaji Sousuke was not so simple, and now that he was asked so bluntly, he couldn't help but feel a little weak in his heart.
But he didn't choose to lie, he nodded and admitted his suspicions, always straightforward: "Well, but I believe that Brother Eagle is not a bad person, because you like Sherlock Holmes, so you can't be a bad person!" β
ββ¦β¦ You're a big fan of Sherlock Holmes. The corners of Fujiwara's mouth twitched slightly, of course, he knew that the second half of the sentence was just Kudo Shinichi wanting to adjust the atmosphere, not that he really agreed with this sentence.
"That's natural." Edogawa Conan thought of the two men in black who had turned him into children, and he frowned to bring the topic back on track: "Brother Eagle Division, can you tell me who those two men in black are?" Fujiwara Yu didn't choose to hide it, he had the right to let Kudo Shinichi know the identity of the other party, after all, only by making Kudo aware of the danger of the organization could he better protect him as a son of luck.
Restraining the shallow smile on his face, his expression also became serious: "The two men in black you came into contact with belong to the same mysterious organization, and I haven't investigated the name of the organization yet, but I can tell you the code names of the two of them in the organization." β
"Operation Codename?"
"Well, this organization is divided into grassroots members and code members, and the people who have the code name of the operation will abandon their real names, just like the slightly sturdy man wearing sunglasses is called vodka, and the silver-haired man who feeds you medicine is called gin, both of them are code members of the organization, and their status is much higher than that of the grassroots." Edogawa Conan struggled to digest this information, vodka and gin, even if he didn't know much about alcohol as a minor, but these two names are in the six base liquors, does it mean that they are more important to the organization?
He thought of the new poison he had forcibly poured in, and said in an urgent tone: "Brother Yingsi, do you know who developed the poison?" I really don't want to continue to be a national elementary school student! β
"I've had a little guess about who was developing the poison, but I'm not sure yet. But...... If you don't want to be Conan Edogawa, you're left with the second option. β
"What is it?" Edogawa Conan was pleasantly surprised, as long as he didn't do anything to be a national elementary school, he followed a group of children to school every day, and he was really going crazy to be stupid and cute next to Uncle Maori.
Fujiwara Yu played with the lighter in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said ruthlessly: "I will help you apply for the FBI witness protection program, with your parents' connections, you should be able to easily pass, and in the future, you can only live in the United States, if you want to go back to Japan...... We can only wait until the organization is destroyed. β
"FBI witness protection? No, Brother Yingsi, you know what I mean, I don't want to leave Japan! Edogawa Conan was instantly anxious, he knew very well in his heart that the matter of exterminating the organization could be long or short, and if he hadn't been exterminated, he wouldn't have been able to return to Japan for the rest of his life.
So how did he meet Xiaolan? How do you meet your friends in Japan? Fujiwara Yu put the lighter in his pocket, he picked up the fruit plate prepared by Akemi Miyano, pinched up an apple cut into the shape of a rabbit, squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "Kudo, don't make a child's temper, if you want to get your identity back, and live here openly, this kind of best of both worlds does not exist at this stage." So, have you made your choice? Edogawa Conan is not an idiot, so he naturally understands the meaning of this sentence.
So now you're being targeted by this mysterious organization? If the organization perceives that he is still alive, it will not only affect the people around him.
All those who have come into contact with Conan Edogawa and Shinichi Kudo will probably die. Because this kind of vicious organization will not be boring enough to spend time on screening
"Those who don't know", in their eyes, the more convenient thing is to kill all those who may know, and would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.
yes, it's not time to be naΓ―ve, it's long overdue, isn't it? Conan Edogawa hung his head in frustration, he knew from the beginning that he was involved in a tricky matter, but he still had a glimmer of fantasy in his heart.
Now that the illusions are shattered, it's time to face reality seriously.
"Brother Yingsi, I will not accept the witness protection plan, I will hide my identity well." Edogawa Conan said with a serious expression that he would play the role of a good national elementary student.
Fujiwara Yu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't want the son of luck to fall into the hands of the FBI, such a key person, only to stay by his side, was the most reassuring for him.
He smiled and stuffed the rabbit-shaped apple into Edogawa Conan's mouth, and said in a brisk tone: "Then play a good child obediently, I have to say that with Miss Kiko's excellent genes, you have inherited a lot." Edogawa Conan chewed the apple in his mouth in confusion, he wanted to refute something, but thinking of his previous operation, he now just wanted to dig a pit and bury himself in it, it was too embarrassing.
However, just as he lowered his head, he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but raise his head and ask, "Brother Yingsi, you are not an ordinary policeman, are you?" β
"Well, what do you think I am?" Fujiwara Yu generously admitted. Edogawa Conan held his chin seriously and thought about it, the first thing I mentioned just now was not the Japanese police providing protection, could it be that the real identity of Brother Eagle is the FBI investigator?
He looked at Sousuke Takashi in surprise and asked with some uncertainty, "Brother Takaji, you shouldn't be an FBI, right?" β
ββ¦β¦ Oh, I'm sorry, I don't have a good relationship with the FBI. Fujiwara Yu couldn't be happy when he thought of Shuichi Akai's face, not because he had an opinion about him as a person, but because he simply didn't like the FBI.
Of course, he didn't have much affection for the CIA either.
"Oh! I see, you're a CIA, right? Kudo Shinichi clasped his hands around his chest and said complacently: "Haha, I really didn't expect your relationship to be so bad, and I thought that the content in the film and television dramas was fake." β
"After all, it's different departments, just like the relationship between the FBI and the USMS is also very poor."
"Hey~ The world of adults is really complicated."
"You're a complicated kid." Edogawa Conan pursed his lips, but now it was really easy not to act in front of Brother Eagle Si, he leaned comfortably on the sofa, and the burden in his heart was also relieved a lot...... Whoever has a strong comrade-in-arms by his side now is much better than fighting alone before.
Fujiwara Yu took out his cigarette case and was about to smoke a cigarette, but he suddenly remembered the contradiction in Mori Kogoro, turned his head and asked, "Oh yes, Kudo, how did you pass on the reasoning information to Mr. Mori?" I don't think he's the type to listen to your reasoning, how the hell do you do that? β
"Oh, this one." Edogawa Conan pointed to his watch and the red bow on his chest, and said with a smile: "It's all the small objects invented by the doctor to help, Brother Eagle Si, do you want to try it?" β
"Try what?"
"This watch can shoot anesthetic needles, yes, press here to shoot them...... Ay? Wait, don't, huh! "Poof.
The anesthetic needle was successfully fired, and the hapless Edogawa Conan fell asleep on the sofa in response.
"......" Fujiwara Yu, who missed his hand, retracted his sinful left hand in embarrassment, and he didn't expect to shoot out as soon as he pressed the anesthetic needle.
Forget it, find a blanket for this kid.