Chapter 480 Brother Yingji, are you not an ordinary policeman?
"Kudo, are you doubting my identity?"
Edogawa Conan couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. He scratched his cheek in embarrassment. To be honest, he really suspected that Takaji Sousuke's identity was not that simple. Now that he was asked so straightforwardly, he couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart.
Feel weak.
But he did not choose to lie. He was always straightforward and nodded to admit his suspicion:
"Yeah, but I believe Brother Yingji is not a bad person, because you like Sherlock Holmes, so you can't be a bad person!"
"...You are really a fan of Sherlock Holmes." Yu Fujiwara's mouth twitched slightly. Of course, he knew that the second half of the sentence was just Kudo Shinichi's attempt to adjust the atmosphere, not that he really agreed with it.
"That's natural." Conan Edogawa thought of the two men in black who turned him into a child. He frowned and brought the diverted topic back on track: "Brother Takaji, can you tell me about the two men in black?
Who is this person?"
Fujiwara Yu did not 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 can he be better protected as a son of fate.
He suppressed the faint smile on his face and his expression became serious:
"The two men in black you came into contact with belong to the same mysterious organization. I haven't investigated the name of the organization yet, but I can tell you the code names of their two operations in the organization."
"Operation codename?"
"Well, this organization is divided into grassroots members and code-name members. Those with operation code names will abandon their real names, just like the slightly stocky 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 worked hard to digest this information, vodka and gin. Even though he was underage and didn't know much about alcohol, the names of these two liquors were among the six major liquors. Does that mean they were more important to the organization?
important?
He thought of the new type of poison that he had been force-fed, and said urgently:
"Brother Yingji, do you know who developed the poison? I really don't want to continue being a primary school student!"
"I have some guesses about the person developing the poison, but I'm not sure yet. But...if you don't want to be Edogawa Conan, you only have the second option."
"What is it?" Edogawa Conan looked surprised. As long as he didn't become an elementary school student, he could do anything. He went to school with a group of children every day, followed Uncle Mouri and pretended to be cute. He was really going crazy.
Fujiwara Yu played with the lighter in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said ruthlessly:
"I will help you apply for Witness Protection Plan B. With your parents' connections, you should be able to pass it easily. From now on, you will have to live in the United States. If you want to return to Japan... you will have to wait until the organization is wiped out."
"B Witness protection? No, Takaji-san, you know what I mean. I don't want to leave Japan!" Edogawa Conan became anxious instantly. He knew very well that the eradication of the organization could be short-term or long-term. If it had not been eradicated,
Isn’t it true that I will never be able to return to Japan for the rest of my life?
So how can he meet Xiaolan? How can he meet his friends in Japan?
Fujiwara Yu put the lighter into his pocket, picked up the fruit plate prepared by Miyano Akemi, picked up a piece of apple shaped into a rabbit shape, narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully:
"Kudo, don't be a child. You want to get your identity back, but you also want to live here openly. This kind of best-of-both-worlds thing doesn't exist at this stage. So, have you made your choice?
"
Edogawa Conan is not an idiot and naturally understands the meaning of this sentence. So now he is being targeted by this mysterious organization? If the organization realizes that he is still alive, it will affect more than just the people around him.
Everyone who comes into contact with Edogawa Conan and Kudo Shinichi may die.
Because organizations with such ruthless methods will not be so bored as to spend time screening "uninformed persons". In their eyes, the more convenient thing is to silence all those who may know. They would rather kill by mistake than never
Let it go.
Yes, now is not the time to be naive. You should have thought it through long ago, right?
Edogawa Conan hung his head in frustration. He knew from the beginning that he was involved in a difficult matter, but he still held a trace of fantasy in his heart.
Now that the illusion is shattered, it's time to face reality seriously.
"Brother Takaji, I will not accept the witness protection plan. I will conceal my identity." Edogawa Conan said with a serious expression. He will play the role of a good elementary school student.
Fujiwara Yu felt relieved. He didn't want the son of destiny to fall into B's hands. He felt most at ease when such a key figure stayed by his side.
He smiled and stuffed the rabbit-shaped apple into Edogawa Conan's mouth, and said in a brisk tone:
"Then just be a good little kid. I have to say that you have inherited a lot of Miss Yukiko's excellent genes."
Edogawa Conan chewed the apple in his mouth in confusion. He wanted to refute something, but thinking of his previous operations, he just wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it. It was really embarrassing.
However, just when he lowered his head, he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but raise his head and asked:
"Brother Tingji, are you not an ordinary policeman?"
"Well, what do you think I am?" Fujiwara Yu admitted very generously.
Edogawa Conan held his chin and thought seriously. The first thing he mentioned just now was not the protection provided by the Japanese police. Could it be that Brother Takaji's true identity is Investigator B?
He looked at Takaji Sousuke in surprise and asked with some uncertainty:
"Brother Yingji, are you B?"
"...Haha, I'm so sorry, my relationship with b is not that good." Fujiwara Yu couldn't be happy when he thought of Akai Shuichi's face. It wasn't that he had any objections to him, it was just that he simply didn't like b.
Of course, he doesn't have much affection for CA either.
"Oh! I see, you are CA, right?" Kudo Shinichi crossed his arms over his chest and said smugly: "Haha, I didn't expect your relationship to be so bad. I thought the contents in movies and TV series were all fake.
of."
"After all, they are different departments, and the relationship between B and B is also very bad."
"Hey, the world of adults is really complicated."
"It's quite complicated for you as a child."
Edogawa Conan curled his lips, but it was really relaxing now that he didn't have to act in front of Takaji-san. He leaned comfortably on the sofa, and a lot of the burden in his heart was relieved... Who allowed him to have a powerful person around him now?
Being a comrade is much better than fighting alone before.
Fujiwara Yu took out his cigarette case and planned to smoke a cigarette. He suddenly remembered the contradictions in Mouri Kogoro and turned around and asked:
"Oh, by the way, Kudo, how did you pass the reasoning information to Mr. Mori? I don't think he is the type to listen to your reasoning. How did you do it?"
"Oh, this." Edogawa Conan pointed to his watch and the red bow on his chest, and said with a smile: "It's all helped by the small objects invented by the doctor. Brother Takaji, do you want to try it?"
"try what?"
"This watch can fire anesthesia needles, yes, press here to fire... Huh? Wait, don't, huh!"
Phew.
The anesthesia needle was successfully launched, and the unlucky Conan Edogawa fell on the sofa and fell asleep.
"..."
Fujiwara Yuu, who missed the hand, retracted his sinful left hand in embarrassment. He did not expect that the anesthesia needle would be ejected as soon as he pressed it.