The toilet door was pushed open again, but this time, it was somewhat careless——
Standing at the door, Miwako Sato and Dr. Agasa felt a little embarrassed, especially when the former met her boyfriend's obviously weird eyes and shifted her gaze guiltily.
"Dr. Ali, I think it is necessary to widen the area of your toilet. Otherwise, I seriously doubt that more people may come into your toilet next time we encounter this situation."
Uehara Katsumi, who had nothing to say, felt like he was about to suffer from internal injuries.
What do these people think of the toilet as?
This place is for troubleshooting, not for refreshing conversations!
Wiping the non-existent sweat on his temples with his fingers, Dr. Ali, who felt that his eavesdropping was wrong, smiled and nodded, trying to get away with it. He learned this method of changing the topic from Shinichi, and it is very easy to use.
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"Okay, okay, everyone, let's go out first. Katsumi really needs to go to the bathroom." After a simple eye contact, Miwako Sato understood the despair hidden in her boyfriend's eyes. She laughed secretly in her heart but still took the initiative.
He stood up and manually dismissed the unexpected toilet meeting.
"It's easy for men to hold it in for too long. I suggest you accompany me to the hospital for a good check-up." After Conan and the others left, Katsuki Uehara angrily expressed his dissatisfaction.
"Well, my suggestion is that if necessary, I can ask my mother to help you find an experienced doctor in the relevant field. Her friends should know it."
How could Miwako Sato do this again? They were already boyfriend and girlfriend. She raised her eyebrows and looked straight at Shimosan. Her joking words made Uehara Katsumi roll his eyes at her, speechless.
"I can't tell that Auntie has quite a wide network of contacts."
"Hmm, don't change the subject. I'll wait for you to come out and explain to me who this Aoyama Gosho is."
She put her long and slender index finger on her boyfriend's lips, and after tapping it three times, Miwako Sato turned around and left the bathroom with a smile on her face, closing the bathroom door with her hand.
Katsuki Uehara was left standing alone, his tongue subconsciously licking the area invaded by his girlfriend's fingers, and he chuckled.
"Tottori Prefecture's mangaka Gosho Aoyama, this is impossible. I have never heard of this person in the organization." After leaving the toilet, Haibara Ai thought more and more something was wrong. She felt that she might have been deceived.
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First-level researcher Katsuki Uehara, Edogawa Conan, expressed clear objection to this: "No, you don't know him. The changes in tone and micro-expression are enough to show that he is not lying. Gosho Aoyama does exist, but he
Maybe it’s not called that.”
Thinking of this, Conan, who returned to the sofa in the living room, suddenly stopped and looked sideways in the direction of Miwako Sato: "Officer Sato, can you help ask Officer Uehara?"
Since the two are already boyfriend and girlfriend, based on Conan's speculation, Katsumi Uehara should not be able to refuse Miwako Sato's question, especially if she also knows about the organization and drug A.
"I will not force him to tell me everything. As a police officer, I know that some things must be kept confidential according to procedures."
Glancing at the famous former high school detective who once kicked the blast-proof glass on the Shinkansen, Miwako Sato, who was sitting on the chair, picked up the coffee cup, lowered her head and took a sip: "I didn't think I could do it.
He knows the law and breaks the law like that."
"..."
"interesting."
Lifting her buttocks, Haiyuan Ai, who sat back on the sofa, raised his head and looked directly at the face of the policewoman, with a hint of amusement on her calm childish face: "You trust him? But as far as I know, you have only known each other for a year.
That’s all.”
"I know you are still wary of Keji and the police. This is normal."
Miwako Sato put down her coffee cup and used one of her special skills as a police officer - to talk to each other heart to heart, and her serious words made Haibara Ai a little uncomfortable: "But I think, at this point, the feeling in your heart
You should be able to let down some of your vigilance.
"Who is the Karasuma you are talking about?"
"As you can imagine, he is from Japan's top international conglomerate, the Karasuma Consortium."
Haiyuan Ai narrowed his eyes slightly, and then instantly returned to a calm expression: "The research institute I have worked for and the researchers I have met are all related to the Karasuma Consortium. Do you dare to investigate?"
"Well, if I remember correctly, the Karasuma Group headquarters seems to have moved out of Japan a long time ago, right? Can the Metropolitan Police Department still have jurisdiction over it?" Dr. Agasa raised his hand and interrupted.
"I asked my dad to help me check. He has many friends in Interpol." Conan, who was already making overseas phone calls, took action.
Karasuma...
"Ring ring ring!"
In the bathroom, Katsuki Uehara was washing his hands after flushing the toilet. The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang—an extremely unfamiliar number that surprised Katsuki Uehara.
It should be Shuichi Akai, right?
Is he that fast?
"Hello?"
"Officer Uehara, I'm sorry to bother you. My name is Shuichi Akai, and I am an FBI agent."
The moment the call was connected, a steady voice came from the receiver: "I asked Mingmei for your contact information."
"If it's a thank you, it goes without saying. Why don't you help me catch a few American soldiers? Their help is indispensable for Gin and his friends to leave Japan safely."
"I'm investigating, Officer Uehara."
Shuichi Akai was not surprised by the irony in Katsuki Uehara's words.
He also knew about Gin and his group's departure from Japan, and there was something fishy about it that even he was ready to do something about it.
He worked tirelessly on the front line as an undercover agent, but there was a group of insects holding him back, which made him feel useless just thinking about it.
"Thank you for your help regarding Mingmei's matter, Officer Uehara."
"You're welcome. If you feel guilty, just do me a favor. It shouldn't be difficult for you to do."
"you say."
"Find Belmod and rescue a CIA agent named Rena Mizuna from her clutches, and be quick. Her code name in the black organization is Geel. Her identity has been exposed, but I can't contact her now.
Fuck her."
"Kir? CIA undercover?"
On the other end of the signal, Shuichi Akai was a little confused when he heard this request. He was surprised by Gere's true identity and also surprised by Katsumi Uehara's choice.
A Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department police officer asked an FBI agent to rescue an undercover CIA agent?
What kind of weird combination is this?
"I am neither an agent nor a spy. Therefore, I do not want to abide by some of the unspoken rules of your profession."
Uehara shook off the water droplets on his hands, opened the bathroom door, walked out, and said in a serious tone: "Besides, the cooperation between Reina Mizuna and I is quite pleasant."
"I see."
"OK, happy cooperation."
USA, New York, on the balcony of an apartment.
The man wearing a black knitted hat hung up the phone, stared at the number displayed on the screen, and fell into a long silence.
He was originally prepared for Uehara Katsumi to use saving Akemi to exchange some information about the organization with him, but the policeman's choice exceeded his expectations——
Compared to the black organization, he seemed to care more about the CIA agent whose life was suspected to be in danger.
A CIA agent who had absolutely no interest in him and was out of reach of him.
"Uehara, Katsumi?"
The man leaned on the railing and looked up at the blue sky.
ps: I resigned and went to work seamlessly~
It just happened that someone wanted me to find another job, so I decided to move to a less stressful place.
After completing the formalities and handing over in the next two days, you can go to the new place and take up your post.