Chapter 44 Ze Yu's Fang Group
Ze Yu gently held Conan's hand, and Conan, who had already confirmed the other party's identity, did not resist and followed him obediently.

Kaito remained silent, watching the two figures gradually moving away. Until the traces of Sawaha and Conan completely disappeared from his sight, his calm expression gradually disappeared.

The sense of oppression that Sawaha brought to Kaito was too strong, and the confrontation just now also made him feel more stressed.

Now seeing Ze Yu leaving, Kaito felt complicated but also relieved.

Obviously, Ze Yu is the same height as Kaito, and his figure even looks thinner than Kaito, and not strong, but he has a peculiar temperament that completely suppresses Kaito.

If Ze Yu is in a calm attitude, his temperament will make people feel gentle and kind, making people feel good about him from the bottom of their hearts.

But when Ze Yu gets serious, this temperament will turn into strong momentum and aura, which can bring heavy pressure to people even through a mask.

If ordinary people saw Ze Yu’s serious look, they would probably feel ashamed and be speechless.

Even Kaito, who has a strong aura, would subconsciously waver when facing Sawaha, and he had to calm down to control this emotion.

After Ze Yu left, Kaito returned to normal, jumped out of the window, opened his hang glider, and quickly fled the scene like a white swallow.

After Kaito left, the high-speed train crew and a group of police officers surrounded the scene.

But at this moment, there was no trace of him at the scene.

"What about people?"

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Kaito nervously took out his cell phone and called Huang Nosuke, Nakamori Aoko and others, and the answer he got was that everything was normal.

Kaito made up an excuse to fool everyone's questions, hung up the phone, and breathed a sigh of relief again.

But Ze Yu's figure left a heavy place in his heart.

"Who are you anyway?..."

Kaito muttered to himself as he felt the breeze blowing across his face.

…………

Ze Yu held Conan's hand and walked quietly on the road.

Conan looked up at Ze Yu's tall figure and wanted to speak several times, but he stopped himself.

Suddenly, with a bang, Ze Yu was like a deflated balloon, shrinking from his normal height of 1.8 meters to a petite figure of 1.2 meters. The white coat with gold embroidery on his body also changed when Ze Yu returned to his seven-year-old appearance, turning back into the casual clothes he had worn before.

The strong aura with a slight sense of oppression on Ze Yu's body instantly turned into a weak temperament. He reached out to take off the mask which was also shrinking, revealing his tender and cute little face. At the same time, he waved his hand, and the mask disappeared.

Conan watched Ze Yu shrinking, and for a moment, he was stunned and speechless.

He didn't know how to complain.

Should I ask first about Ze Yu's shrinking size or the changes in his clothes?

Or is it a question of where he hid the mask?
At the age of seven, Ze Yu was smaller in size, and there was no place on his body to hide the mask, but when he raised his hand just now, the mask disappeared.

And before, Sawaha revealed all kinds of things when he talked with Kaito Kidd...

Seeing Conan's hesitant and painful look, Ze Yu said sympathetically: "What do you want to ask? Say it now."

Conan was stunned for a moment, and first sorted out his thoughts, and asked: "...Yu, what is your real identity?" "Like I told Kid before, I am a member of the Fang Group." Ze Yu knew that he could not hide it, and he himself had no intention of hiding it, so he said calmly: "The Fang Group is a huge organization that has lasted for 600 years. It is also one of the strongest forces in the world. It is more powerful than the Black Organization you know. After all, the Black Organization has only a few decades of history."

"The Fang Group, codenamed 'Fang', has three parts: the core, the inner circle, and the outer circle."

"Core members and inner members all have their own code names. As for the outer members, only a few have code names. For example, the two guys you saw before are outer members of the organization."

"The periphery and inner circle of the organization are not important. The most important part is the core. According to the level division, the core members are divided from low to high: 1,000 captains, 100 executors, 69 elders, 40 veterans, and 24 commanders."

"The commander is the highest-ranking member of the Fang Group, while the elder is slightly inferior. In the organization, the elders and commanders have dual code names. For example, the unified code name of the elders is 'Silver Fang', and the unified code name of the commander is 'Golden Fang'."

After saying that, Ze Yu paused, waiting for Conan's next question.

Conan took half a minute to digest all that Ze Yu had revealed, and then said, "Yu, when you were talking to Kidd before, you said, 'My Fang Group is not so boring.' This is not something that an ordinary member can say..."

"I guess your identity in the organization is not that simple, right?"

Of course Conan did not forget that Ze Yu had been called "boss" by someone before.

Ze Yu nodded: "Yes, my status in the Fang Group is indeed very high, because I am one of the commanders of the organization and also the founder of the organization."

“………Hmm? Founder?”

Conan reacted and was a little dumbfounded. He subconsciously said: "You seemed to have said just now that this is an ancient organization that has existed for six hundred years..."

"That's right, the Fang Group is an organization I founded personally six hundred years ago." Ze Yu's tone was calm, full of matter-of-factness.

"impossible?!"

"That's the truth. I don't need to lie to you."

"feather………"

Conan was a little choked up, not knowing what to say, his face turned red: "………How old are you now?"

"Seven years old."

"I was serious."

Conan was speechless.

"If you're asking about my real age..." Ze Yu shrugged and chuckled, "I have two ages. My physical age is 603, and my other age is 618."

"This unscientific………"

Conan was so frightened that he was stunned. After a long while, he finally managed to utter these words.

Ze Yu smiled but said nothing.

Nonsense, no matter how unscientific my age is, is it unscientific for you to be a first-grade student who has failed a grade for 20 years?

Seeing that Ze Yu's face didn't seem like he was joking, Conan tried hard to refresh his worldview and then reluctantly accepted this fact.

Then, he asked with some doubt: "If you are 603 years old, did you create the Fang Group when you were three years old?"

"If you calculate according to my real age, I was 18 at that time."

There was a hint of nostalgia in Ze Yu's eyes.

(End of this chapter)