Chapter 233 You must be very happy working in a place like this recently, right?
Surviving this year in the world of Conan is victory Chapter 233: You must be very happy working in a place like this recently, right?
Yusuke Sakata put the prisoner Shosuke Yamashiro into the back seat and was about to let the rest of the people who needed to record statements get into another police car when he found that senior Takaji was playing with his mobile phone with his head down and had no intention of getting in the car.
He opened the driver's door, a little confused, but still asked:
"Senior Takaji, aren't you going back to the police station?"
"My friend has something to ask me about, so I won't go back to the police station. I'll leave the confession and report to you. Is that okay?" Fujiwara Yu acted like a senior, trying to push away trivial matters as much as possible.
For the younger generation, even in the Osaka Police Headquarters, the traditional system of this neon workplace still exists.
Of course, he is not usually the type to take advantage of his juniors, but he really has important things to do today, so he can only grieve Sakata Yusuke to work overtime alone tonight and treat him to a meal another day to make up for it.
"Senior, then walk slowly, I will take them back first."
"Well, drive carefully."
After Fujiwara Yu watched several police cars leave, he did not rush directly to Osaka Morinonomiya Station. Instead, he recruited a taxi as quickly as possible to Hattori's house, and took out the things Izumiya Tetsu had prepared for himself from home——
White bass bag with Remington 40a1 sniper rifle.
However, his luck was still a bit bad. As soon as Fujiwara Yuu walked to the entrance of the entrance and was about to bend down to change his shoes, Hattori Heiji, who had no club activities today and had to go home early, appeared directly in front of him. He looked at Takashi with a strange expression on his face.
:
"Huh? Brother Yingji, you got off work very early today, but are you going out?"
Is that a bass bag that he's carrying? When did Takaji-ge secretly learn music? I've never heard him mention playing bass before. If I had known, he should have let him show off his skills to me.
For adolescent boys, boys who can play music are more attractive than boys who are versatile in sports. After all, if you want to learn music well, you need enough patience and perseverance. People like Hattori Heiji, who are full of passion and burning blood, have no choice.
Sitting there for long periods of time taking instructions from others.
"Well, I'm going to meet a friend."
"That's it, can you perform bass for me when you come back?"
Fujiwara Yu, who has no sense of music at all, naturally cannot play the bass. In just a few seconds, he had already thought of the appropriate wording. Danding explained:
"Hattori, you misunderstood. This is my friend's bass. His family did not allow him to play music before, so he put it with me. Now that he is financially independent and has moved out, he naturally wants to continue pursuing his dream."
"Ah, so that's it. I thought you knew how to do it, Brother Yingji."
"I'm really sorry to disappoint you. I should be back soon and practice swordsmanship with you later."
"Okay, then I'll do my homework first!"
Fujiwara Yu changed his shoes and walked out with his bass bag on his back. He took a taxi and rushed to Morinonomiya Station. He stood at Exit 3b as agreed but did not find Morofushi Kagemitsu. It seemed that he had arrived early.
In order not to make himself too conspicuous, he walked to the vending machine, randomly selected a coffee, leaned against the wall and took a sip, his eyes looking around every time he raised his hand to drink.
The appointed time is getting closer and closer, and the number of people in the station is gradually increasing. The station can be said to be crowded during the peak period. But fortunately, Fujiwara Yuu's altitude is relatively high, and he is 1.9 meters tall.
He raised his chin and observed the crowd, and finally found Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was wearing a gray hoodie and carrying the same bass bag.
There was no one else around Zhu Fu Jingguang. It seemed that the code members who performed the mission together with him were not the suspicious type, which made it easier for them to exchange information.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who lowered the brim of his hat, was also observing the crowd around him. After making sure that no one else was paying attention to what was happening on his side, he boldly walked towards the vending machine.
At the same time, Fujiwara Yu also took off the white bass bag on his back while observing. He quickly exchanged the bass bags of both parties in the flow of people and carried them on his shoulders naturally. They did not communicate with any words or eyes.
According to the original plan, we should have entered the toilet in the station to exchange, but without the little tail following us, there was no need to do so, and it was not impossible to exchange through the crowd.
Fujiwara Yu carried a white bass bag with different weights and walked out of the station. He reached the top rooftop of a nearby apartment building and then opened the zipper to check - there was no sniper rifle inside, only a bass of the same model.
Without even seeing the documents and envelopes, he raised his eyebrows and fumbled for a dagger from his trouser leg, violently destroyed the bass and successfully obtained the brown paper bag hidden inside.
The guy codenamed Tequila and I were investigating Taku Itakura in Osaka, and we got a piece of news from Bourbon: the organization is investigating Schindler Company, and is currently asking the intelligence team to collect relevant intelligence.]
p: Ayu, it’s a pity that I can’t have a good chat with you, but you must be very happy working in a place like this recently, right?】
happy?
Fujiwara Yu raised his eyes to look at Osaka Castle Park not far away, with a faint smile on his lips, and said to himself:
"...Well, it is indeed a very nice scenery."
It is indeed a kind of happiness that he can enjoy such scenery in his spare time from work, and it can also be regarded as a kind of luck.
Because he knew very well what his two best friends would do within the organization, he was much "happier" than they were as undercover agents. At least he didn't need to worry about it every day, and he also had enough freedom.
Fujiwara Yu took out the lighter from his pocket, stuffed the letter back into the brown paper bag and lit it. While staring at the fire, he made an international call. He needed to speed up his plan to return to the United States, and he had to do it before the organization wanted to do anything.
"Hey, I shouldn't be disturbing you at this time, Herbert."
"I just took a shower and haven't slept yet. What, is there something important?"
After Yin Sen Hondo answered the phone, he walked directly to the other end of the corridor in his bathrobe. He opened the study door and walked to the desk. He looked at the documents scattered on the desk and roughly knew the reason for Fujiwara Yu's phone call.
Intention.
Facts have proved that his conjecture was correct, and Fujiwara Yu's next sentence was to ask about Schindler's company.
Yin Sen Hontang pushed aside the documents covering it and took out a retro-style envelope. He smiled and said:
"Schindler Company will hold a dinner next month. I was lucky enough to get an invitation letter. The dinner address is in the banquet hall of Schindler Headquarters in Massachusetts. I think the boy you are interested in will also go.
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"Young man? Ah... you mean Hiroki Sawada? I really want to meet him. After all, he is a genius in the T world. He developed a DNA tracking system when he was only ten years old. He is just like the genius hero in the novel.
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When Fujiwara Yu reviewed the information disclosed by the Schindler Company, he felt incredible. The world in his previous life was in the future era of science and technology. At that time, there was no DNA tracking system that could detect ancestors through genes.
So after that, Fujiwara Yu understood that the world he lived in was not simple. For example, some daily necessities did belong to "antique" level technology, but in some other aspects, technology was more mature than the future.
"Then are you going to see him?"
"No, you can't see him at the dinner party."
Yin Sen Hondo is a little surprised. Through the investigation of Schindler Company, it is not difficult to find that Hiroki Sawada is the core figure, so in his opinion - it would be inappropriate not to go to the dinner where the company entertains the guests with the core figure, right?
But he soon realized why Fujiwara Yu felt that Sawada Hiroki would not attend the dinner. You must know that the dinner was a mixed bag, and the Schindler Company's protective measures for Sawada Hiroki were very tough. In other words, the protection had reached
degree of imprisonment.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't see him at the dinner, but he must be in the company. We will split up then."
"It seems you already have a plan?"
"Well, the plan is to act before the organization and die first. There is a child at home waiting for me to go back and practice kendo."