Conan and Hattori Heiji walked and talked, getting farther and farther away.
The two talked a lot about the organization.
In fact, although Hattori Heiji knew about the organization, he was not able to update the version in real time because he was not with Conan.
Only now did he know that investigation organizations around the world were already in the cooperation stage, and Conan's father, Kudo Yusaku, was currently serving as the general counsel of the entire joint investigation team.
"Hey! Why did you just tell me now that such a big thing happened?"
"It's not enough of a friend~"
Hattori Heiji squatted down, elbowed Conan, looked at Conan and said with a smile: "Since your father is in charge of that group, how about letting me join in?"
"How's it going? Kudo~"
Conan glanced at him helplessly and muttered: "How can I be so proud? Even I don't know the specific situation of this investigation team now..."
Compared to Hattori Heiji's hot-blooded attitude, Conan's face was serious.
He always felt that things were not that simple.
This joint operation is unprecedented in both scale and intensity, and it is impossible for the organization not to receive some news.
But until now, it seems that the organization has not taken any proactive measures to deal with it.
This kind of silence is so scary...
"Hello!"
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, Hattori Heiji next to him turned his head and stared warily at a bush not far away.
Conan immediately came to his senses and asked, "What's wrong?"
"There seems to be something over there..."
Conan looked in the direction of Hattori Heiji's line of sight, and it looked like a very lush bush.
The two walked over to check. Hattori Heiji reached out and opened the bushes, but there was nothing inside.
At this moment, a brown squirrel sat on the ground not far away and made a "squeaking" sound.
Obviously, it was this little guy who had disturbed the two of them just now.
"Tch, it turns out to be a squirrel..."
Hattori Heiji shook off a contemptuous look and didn't take it to heart.
Conan turned around and said, "Forget it, we should go back."
"OK……"
Hattori Heiji nodded and immediately smiled playfully.
"By the way, can you tell your dad about joining the investigation team? What if I'm specially allowed to join?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Oh~ I won't miss a piece of meat if I tell you~"
"You are very annoying..."
"If you don't agree, I will bother you today~"
The two of them walked towards the villa along the original road.
The little squirrel that was standing on the ground just now was also jumping towards the deep forest.
Suddenly, a gray hand stretched out from the bushes, grabbed the squirrel with precision, and dragged it into the darkness.
…
The filming lasted six hours.
Until 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the last scene before dinner today was being filmed in a certain room in the villa.
I saw the actress on the monitor taking out a large sword with a skull pattern from the treasure box.
"This, this is the magic sword that Yaozi said will destroy zombies as soon as it touches it... the Zombie Sword."
"Strange, what's going on with this feeling?"
"It seems like something is running into my body..."
"Ah——! It's power!"
"I feel the power!"
After an extremely twee confessional line, the actress made a shameful expression as if she was about to climax in front of the big glowing sword.
"Very good! Card!"
As the director said "Cut", the actress put down the big sword in her hand, and her expression returned to her usual cold expression.
This made Conan and Hattori Heiji, who were watching from the outside, a little embarrassed.
Haha, as expected of a low-budget movie, it seems to have an indescribable sense of cheapness and shame...
However, this kind of shooting effect made Mao Lilan, Toyama and Ye shine.
“It feels so shocking!”
"Yes! It's so awesome~"
At this time, the few members of the film crew checked the shooting results with each other and determined that the film could pass.
Since the remaining scenes take place at night, they had to wait until night to shoot.
Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, everyone decided to have dinner first and then wait for nightfall before shooting.
"Speaking of which, where did Harawaki go today?" the director suddenly asked.
The photographer next to him looked around the studio and murmured: "It's weird, if it were normal, he would be picky about shooting..."
"Then let us help find him?"
Conan's innocent face appeared beside them with a smile.
The reason why he took the initiative to be courteous was that Mouri Kogoro's body seemed to have not recovered yet. It would be nice if he could be allowed to stay here for one night.
And by staying here, you can avoid the risk of being targeted by the organization if you return to the office.
The director and photographer turned their heads and were stunned. Before they could answer, Hattori Heiji pushed Conan's back and walked out. As he walked, he said: "Anyway, he is in this villa, let us find him~"
"Ah? I'm sorry to bother you..."
…
When Conan and Hattori Heiji came to the corridor, they went straight to the second floor.
During this period, Hattori Heiji was still trying hard to persuade Conan to let him join the investigation team.
Although Conan repeatedly stated that he couldn't do it, this Osaka black chicken just refused to give up.
"We are the best friends~"
"A good friend needs to support you at this time~"
"hehe……"
Conan grinned slightly and laughed helplessly.
The two of them walked to the door of "Harawaki's" room, the very confident screenwriter that morning.
"Hey, everyone wants to start eating lunch~"
"If it's too late, everything will be lost~"
Hattori Heiji stood at the door and called twice. Seeing no response from inside, he reached out and pulled the door handle.
With this pull, the door opened directly.
The male screenwriter inside was lying on the floor in a strange posture.
Conan and Hattori Heiji's pupils suddenly shrank, and they quickly ran into the room and walked around to the front of the screenwriter.
He was seen curling up slightly, lying on his side on the floor, his eyes closed forever.
Conan stretched out his hand to check his pulse, and then said in an angry tone: "Damn it, he's already dead..."
Hattori Heiji stared at the corpse's outstretched right hand, which contained a black mobile phone.
He grabbed the phone out with a handkerchief and saw that the phone was in shooting mode, and the screen reflected Conan's concentration on the corpse's mouth, sniffing it.
"It smells like bitter almonds, it's potassium cyanide..."
Conan straightened his body and made his own judgment.
"Look at this again..."
Hattori Heiji showed the deceased’s mobile phone.
Conan looked up and looked surprised.
"It's still recording..."
The two looked at each other and immediately realized that what happened might be recorded inside.
So, the two of them got together in a tacit understanding and started to look through the cell phone videos.
…
In a dark car.
Rum opened the curtain of the car window next to him and looked out the window.
Next to the left eye covered by a black eyepatch, the only normal right eye stared closely at the flaming clouds above the mountains in the distance.
And under the setting sun, a grand villa manor is located below the mountains.
The entire manor is like a hanging garden in the ancient Babylonian period. The steps are built along the mountain, and the gardens in each area are lined up in rows, which is very artistic.
In the four directions of the manor, four angel statues stand on the top of the lighthouse, posing elegantly in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
Rum's expression was a little serious, and he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie.
"Start taking action..."
As his voice fell, several responses came from the intercom.
Immediately afterwards, there was another heavy slamming sound.
Eng——
As the sound of closing the gate fell, the huge manor below remained silent.
But something seems to have happened...
For example, the searchlights that should be on at dusk no longer light up, and the manor's anti-theft system also completely fails.
On the laptop placed on the small table in front of Rum, the images on the four lenses also began to move.
These four pictures moved very quickly, and soon they arrived at the gate of the manor.
They climbed over four different gates easily, and then continued to explore the interior of the manor.
As Rum stared at the familiar scenes in the camera footage, his mind was also immersed in memories from a long time ago.
"Dad! Look! I have done my homework!"
"Very well, good boy, I'll buy you some sweets when daddy comes back..."
In Isekawa Yuichi's childhood impression, his father Isekawa Gozo was a complex term with multiple twists and turns.
When he was still very young, the young father was a busy man with a career, but he did not lack care for his family.
I stay at home for at least 4 hours every day.
At that time, Yuichi could finish his homework before his father's dinner time was over every time, and he was praised by his father before he left home.
But I don’t know when my father’s attitude began to become cold.
He was indifferent to his wife, indifferent to his children, and even glanced at himself indifferently, and then turned around and left.
From then on, the time Isegawa Gozo went home every day was shortened to less than 2 hours.
Yuichi didn't know what he had done wrong, so he could only work harder to get his father's attention.
This thought lasted for a long time.
Thanks to Yuichi's unremitting efforts, he was admitted to the best university in Japan with nearly perfect scores. After graduation, he passed the examination and officially entered his father's company.
At that time, Yuichi thought that as long as he worked hard, he could get closer to his father step by step.
Therefore, he worked conscientiously and helped "Manniu" companies create one stock market miracle after another.
But even so, Isekawa Gozo was still unwilling to talk to him more, and even passed orders through his assistant.
However, Yuichi has made rapid progress within the company. At the age of only 30, he has been promoted to the position of vice president of the company, second only to his father Gozo.
One day, Isekawa Gozo finally called him home from the company.
Yuichi was initially anxious, thinking that his father was finally ready to recognize him.
But when the father and son faced each other in the study, there was an old man in the room.
The old man is sitting behind the screen in the corner of the study. Just looking at the old silhouette created by the light, there is an indescribable sense of mystery.
"Rum, is this your best offspring?"
"Yes, Karasuma-sama."
Isekawa Gozo showed respect to that figure from behind, which completely shocked Yuichi's world view.
Because in his life, he has never seen his father treat anyone with such respect.
This is "The Bull" Isekawa Gozo!
The existence that can make all the difference in the Japanese stock market!
Countless powerful people in Japan want to make friends with people who are flattering!
How could such a person of such a high status be respectful to an old man?
Who is this old man?
"Young man, go forward and let me see you..."
The old voice commanded.
Yuichi didn't know why, but he walked forward as if his mind was possessed.
When he stood less than 2 meters away from the screen for less than a second, the old voice gave his judgment.
"not bad……"
"Stronger than the descendants of Pisco."
Yuichi bowed slightly and stared blankly at the silhouette on the screen, not knowing what it meant.
The silhouette was motionless and incredibly solemn.
Yuichi even thought for a moment that it was a fake, that there might be a tape recorder behind it, and a sticker stuck to the screen.
But suddenly, the silhouette moved.
A haggard and thin hand stretched out from the gap next to the screen, holding a black ball in the palm of the hand.
"Taking this medicine can delay the aging of your body to a great extent..."
Xiongyi looked stunned, staring at the black ball in his palm, his thoughts in his brain were a little confused for a while.
Delay aging?
Did I hear it right...
He turned his head to his father behind him, wanting to ask for help, but Isekawa Gozo just stood there silently, with no expression on his face.
Yuichi couldn't get an answer from his father, so he could only turn his head and continue staring at the silhouette behind the screen.
The person inside seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and comforted him: "Don't worry, this is not for free..."
"I want you to inherit your father's codename and serve me faithfully."
"I want you to become the number two person in the organization and execute all my orders unswervingly."
"I want you to grow up as soon as possible, to the point where you can surpass your father..."
"Until I can inherit this huge empire that I created with my own hands."
The figure behind the screen said a series of words that deeply shocked Yuichi's heart.
He felt an unprecedented sense of mission.
It seemed as if a road that was infinitely brighter than the road that his father... no, compared to the road that Isekawa Gozo took was right in front of him.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and picked up the pill from his wrinkled palm.
He stared at the pill carefully for a few times, then closed his eyes and swallowed the pill into his mouth.
It’s hard to evaluate the taste of this black pill…
It's not very good anyway.
He chewed it quickly and swallowed it all.
In order not to waste any of the medicine's power, he even picked up a water glass from the table next to him and rinsed his mouth carefully.
From then on, Isekawa Yuichi died.
A younger, ruthless and ruthless second-in-command of the organization, "Rum", was born.