Chapter 435 Night Talk
Chapter 435 Night Talk

Following the doctor upstairs, Conan was also ready to solve the case. After Conan's explanation, I also sorted out the general idea. Conan said on the surface that it was Hosima who did it, but in fact he was setting a trap for the real murderer, Mr. Negami.

Just after the police took Mr. Hoshima away for questioning, Officer Megure and Officer Takagi returned to the crime scene, waiting for Mr. Negami to reveal a flaw.

Sure enough, fifteen minutes after all the police left, the door to the crime scene was opened again, and Inspector Megure caught Negami red-handed. The trap set by Conan and Dr. Agasa also worked.

After Genji confessed his crime, we drove to the police station. Officer Megure took the doctor and the children to record their statements, while I went to the toilet to pee, and then met the sloppy man who had just been ordered by Shoulang with the people left behind.

"Mr. Liufeng?" The sloppy man's first reaction was surprise.

That makes sense. In their minds, how could Liu Feng be a child who is still in elementary school?

"Mingya." I called out my trumpet. "Liufeng is my brother."

"It turns out to be Mr. Mingya. Excuse me. My name is Qingmu Kun." The sloppy man bowed slightly. Although he was a peripheral member and didn't know any core secrets, he must have heard of Liufeng as a guest of Shoulang and the fifth on the killer list. As for the name Mingya, it was also on the list. They didn't dare to ignore it either. What's more, the child was so young.

"Yeah." I nodded. "You did a good job today. Please report to me."

"Yes." The sloppy man nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by me again.

"Fix your makeup first, we're all family here."

"Oh, okay. Excuse me." The sloppy man said as he smoothed his hair. The police spy next to him found him a set of clean clothes.

After a simple wash, the man returned to his original appearance. He was a capable man in his thirties. There was no trace of his previous slovenly appearance.

"When the mission was completed, I saw two people get off the car. One was a black-haired man who spoke fluent Japanese and looked Asian, so I think he was Japanese. The other was a blond European. When we were sitting in the police car, the two men began to talk in English. From the accent, the American seemed to be from the West. This was roughly what they talked about." After saying that, Aoki Kun began to imitate the tone of voice of the two men.

"What should I do? There's no way to contact the boss now."

"Let's get rid of the things in front of us first."

"I'm still carrying a gun. How am I going to explain this to the Japanese police?"

"Just reveal your identity."

"Show your identity here? Forget it, let's wait until we get to the police station. If nothing else, we can only ask the boss to protect us."

"What bad luck! How could I run into this drunkard?"

“But our goal was lost.”

"I have called new personnel to come over. I hope they will be in time."

"Mr. Mingya, this is probably the conclusion of their conversation." After saying this, Qing Mukun bowed slightly. "Boss Shoulang asked me to go do something, and I also asked a few colleagues to wait nearby, but their feedback was that they hadn't seen any suspicious targets yet."

"Well, you've done a good job." I am very satisfied with Qing Mukun's work. "Their identities are basically confirmed, but it's okay, it won't affect us. You've worked hard today, and you can go back after you finish your work. I'll say hello to Shoulang."

"Thank you Mr. Mingya for your support." Qingmu Kun's eyes showed gratitude. He bowed slightly and left quickly.

To be honest, I was really surprised by the appearance of the FBI, because I thought I had never made any mistakes and had never been exposed in front of anyone. The only exposure point was Akai Shuichi. He either recognized my appearance or had seen Shiho's appearance when she was a child. For Conan, it might be difficult for him to recognize me, after all, the two of us didn't have much in common. So the target must be locked on me or Shiho.

As of now, the only FBI people I have met are Judy Stelling, James Blake, and Shuichi Akai.

If their target was me, we might have fought a long time ago. But if it was Shiho, when did Shiho meet their people? Was it in the United States? But Shiho was already fourteen years old at that time. The blooming age of fourteen to eighteen is fundamentally different from the immature age of seven.

Could it be that sister Akemi once showed Akai a photo of Shiho when she was a child?

So far, this is the only information I have been able to identify. Although I know that the FBI has begun to suspect us, at least they dare not act openly. Moreover, Shiho and I are both in elementary school now, so even if they suspect us, they need to put a question mark on the suspicion. After all, in their eyes, how could someone who was once 18 years old become the 7 or 8-year-old he is now?

Thinking of this, I have to mention another person.

Belmode.

My dear sister Bei, what on earth are you up to?
To be honest, ever since Sister Bei disguised herself as Tomoaki Arata, I would subconsciously keep Xiaolan away from him to prevent Sister Bei from noticing anything. But since the last head-patting, Sister Bei has not appeared again. It was so quiet that it seemed as if Sister Bei had disappeared again.

But the calmer it gets, the more guilty I feel. I always feel like a storm is coming.

I have also thought about taking Shiho with me and leaving here, and going back to Elcatraz to hide first, but as mentioned above, if I leave now, Xiaolan and my father will most likely be exposed to Vermouth, and by then, it will be too easy for Vermouth to find me. She doesn't even need to look for me, I will deliver myself.

After understanding the general situation, I was relieved and confirmed that it was not the organization that was monitoring me. I also felt a lot more relaxed. After the doctor sent the children home one by one, finally, I, Shiho and Conan also returned home under the escort of the doctor.

"Xun, who are those people who are monitoring us?"

"It must be the FBI." I leaned back in the back seat and said calmly. "It's okay, we weren't followed, but I can't figure out how we were targeted."

"As for the FBI, you're probably the only one we have any contact with, right?" Conan's eyes twitched slightly. "Anyway, before we figure out their specific purpose, we should be more cautious."

"Huh?" I was a little surprised. "How can you, Conan, say the word 'steady'?" "Come on, I also think carefully before doing anything!" Conan scolded with a smile.

"Hahaha, don't worry, I'm better than you at being steady." I laughed too. "If the other party is the FBI, I think the target is most likely me. The probability of Shiho is much smaller, not to mention you. But I have never been exposed, I really..."

"Ahem..." I was interrupted by a cough before I could finish my words. Looking back, I saw Shiho, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly looked very tired and listless.

"Shiho?" Seeing Shiho's expression, my brows furrowed. "What's wrong? Have you caught a cold?"

"Yeah..." Shiho's voice was weak. "Maybe I suddenly sat up and got caught in the wind when I was resting just now, so I might have caught a cold."

"How did you suddenly catch a cold?" Shiho's mosquito-like voice made my heart clench. "Should I take you to the hospital?"

"It's okay, it's just a common cold. Go home and drink some ginger soup, take some cold medicine and get some sleep." Shiho waved her hand. "It's late, you should go back and get some rest. Don't worry about me."

"In that case, Doctor, let's get off here. We won't be on the way back." I motioned for the Doctor to pull over. "We can go back by ourselves. Doctor, go home as soon as possible. Shiho, go back and have a good rest. If anything gets serious, remember to call me."

"Yeah, don't worry." Although Shiho nodded, her condition made me feel uneasy at all.

"Xiao Xun, is it okay for you and Shinichi to spend the night together?"

"No problem, we are not children anymore."

"Doctor, just feel free to send Huiyuan back."

"Well... okay." After saying that, the doctor parked the car on the side of the road.

"Go back and have a good rest. Don't work anymore. Do you hear me?"

"Okay, got it." Shiho smiled faintly and nodded to me seriously.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"it is good."

After that, the doctor drove away. It was late at night, leaving only Conan and I walking on the road.

"Anything to say?" Conan asked.

"Ah."

"About the FBI?"

"Ah."

"What do you mean?" I have talked to Conan about the FBI before, but we only talked a few words and didn't say more. The reason is simple. From Conan's point of view, if the FBI negotiates well enough, they can form a united front with him. At least his father is very familiar with many people in the FBI.

But from my perspective, the FBI and I are mortal enemies, even more so than the organization. At least I am still tied to the organization, but the FBI is nothing but a mortal enemy.

"If the FBI takes action against us, I will do it."

"...Have you thought it through?" Conan didn't get angry right away. "The FBI is our best force to deal with the organization."

"I know, but once the FBI really finds out about my existence, they won't let it go. I have an irreconcilable hatred for them."

"With the FBI, or with Akai Shuichi?"

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course, personal grudges can be put aside first. I believe you can handle it."

"But I don't think so." I stopped and looked at Conan. "Because of some things, the conflict between me and the FBI has become irreconcilable. Even if I can reach a short-term cooperation with Akai, we will completely fall out in the future. I will not leave such a hidden danger."

"How far have you gotten into this fight with them?" At this point, Conan actually started to get gossipy.

"We raided their lair directly."

"..."

After hearing what I said, Conan stopped talking, and the two of us walked back quietly, step by step. It was not until we reached the door that Conan spoke the last sentence.

"If possible, I still hope that we can unite more forces to eliminate the organization. As for the conflict between you and the FBI, I can ask my dad to try to mediate. But before that, I hope we don't have unnecessary conflicts."

"..." Conan's words made me frown. It's not that I don't believe him, but can the conflict between me and the FBI really be reconciled?
"Of course, if the FBI is really too aggressive..." After saying that, Conan patted my shoulder very seriously. "Xun, in my eyes, you are more trustworthy than them."

(End of this chapter)