Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 158 Reasons for Leaving the Organization

"It's 1:40 now, and at 2:10, the next patrol will come. So we must write down all the information within these 30 minutes."

A stretch rope was tied around Conan's waist.

When you are about to leave, just press it to quickly return to the airway, and then take the opportunity to escape.

"how about you?"

Conan couldn't help but asked: "You gave me the rope. If you are found out then, how will you get out?"

"Don't worry, I still have full confidence that I can escape."

While speaking, Qinghai Chuantang's eyes kept staring at the pocket watch in his hand, watching the passage of time every minute and every second.

Finally, 1:45.

Qinghai Chuantang carefully opened the wind deflector and jumped down.

After observing the surroundings and confirming that everything was normal, and no one was ambushing outside the door, he nodded and signaled Conan to jump down.

With the help of the rope, Conan slowly fell to the ground.

Qinghai Chuantang inserted the USB flash drive into the interface, and soon a window popped up, prompting to enter a four-digit password.

She said with some embarrassment: "Ben Chuan didn't tell me the password at the time."

Conan was silent for a while, and began to recall the contents of the previous note.

133, 130, 1348
If the same first two digits are removed, the rest is 3048.

Conan told Qinghai Chuantang his conjecture, but after trying it, a "password error" prompt box popped up.

So, the U disk started the secondary password protection program.

"The King of Heaven and Earth Tiger?"

Conan felt a little strange when he saw this question.

Just as he was thinking, Qinghai Chuantang entered the words "Chicken Stewed Mushroom" without hesitation, but still prompted an error.

Qinghai Chuantang hesitated for a moment, and entered the answer again.

"Akai is [-] meters."

This time, the prompt popup shows that the password is correct.

Soon, the second question popped up: Pagoda Town River Demon.

"Conan is not tall."

When watching Qinghai Chuantang type this text, Conan's expression and heart are particularly complicated.After seeing the prompt "The password is correct", Conan already had the urge to plant mushrooms in the corner.

The U disk has entered the loading state.

Perhaps because of the huge amount of data, it took a lot of time to finally reach 100% progress.

Qinghai Chuantang looked at the time on his pocket watch, and there were 15 minutes left.

"The list of members of the intelligence team, the list of action plans for the next week, the procurement plan report, the identity investigation of the shadow manager, and the organization of BOSS intelligence data"

There are so many folders, comparable to a dazzling array of commodities.

"Sister Xiaotang," Conan said anxiously, "Hurry up and open the fifth folder!"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, and when he was about to open the door, there was a sudden movement outside the door.

From the sound of footsteps, there should be more than five people coming.

Seeing this, Qinghai Chuantang immediately pulled out the USB flash drive, stuffed it into Conan's pocket, and then pressed the button on his waist.

Use gestures to signal the other party to leave first.

Came earlier than expected.
The lights came on, and a young man wearing glasses appeared in sight.

It's Yuya Kazami.

He pointed the gun at her, "You're surrounded now."

Several men in suits also walked into the house and pointed their guns at her.

Qinghai Chuantang raised his hands and smiled slightly.

At this time, several small black balls rolled down to their feet, and soon released a large amount of smoke.

Thick, a little choking, and I couldn't even open my eyes at all.

At this moment, the fire sprinkler was suddenly turned on, finally allowing the smoke to dissipate a lot.

But when did the door close?
The door of the control and management room in the confidential archives is made of special materials, which cannot be broken by brute force alone.

I don't know who cursed: "Damn! There is no signal inside!"

It seemed that they could only wait until the next patrol arrived.

After escaping from the window of the conference room, Qinghai Chuantang came to the dark alley and met Conan.

As soon as we met, Qinghai Chuantang couldn't wait to say: "The special program code is added to the USB flash drive. After it is successfully loaded once, it will be automatically destroyed and cannot be retrieved."

In other words, the current USB flash drive contains only ordinary learning materials.

hateful!

Conan clenched his fists, obviously he was close to the last person.

"When it was 2:10, didn't there still be 15 minutes left? Why was it discovered so soon? Could it be that the other party predicted our actions? Or"

"Perhaps, it's just a coincidence." Qinghai Chuantang said with a chuckle: "After all, knowing the final boss so easily doesn't fit the plot development in the film and television drama."

She seemed a little too optimistic.

When Conan was about to say something, Qinghai Chuantang continued: "If the question cannot be answered, then go back to the original point and start thinking again."

origin?

"Could it mean 'Shadow Administrator'?"

Indeed, his purpose of betraying Zhu Fu Jingguang, as well as his initial position, are worth pondering.

"It's true that you think so. It's just that the origin I'm referring to is 'Toru Honkawa'."

From the moment he made Toru Ben Chuan his informant, Qinghai Chuantang had imagined countless possible things that might happen.

And for this pair of these, she also came up with several coping methods.

There is no doubt that the information in the USB flash drive is real.

But it does not mean that the data is only stored in the U disk.

"Let's start with Ben Chuan Toru's residence first. However, the news of Ben Chuan Toru's death is known to the organization now, and it is likely that he will check out in the near future. Therefore."

"So, we must go as soon as possible."

Conan looked at her and made up his mind, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of staying up late."

"I'm glad you can think so."

Qinghai Chuantang smiled, took out two cans of coffee from his pocket, and handed one of them to Conan.

Obviously, it was premeditated.

After Conan took it, he had a speechless expression on his face: "Could it be, you expected it early in the morning, this operation will fail?"

"This is common sense, understand?"

Qinghai Chuantang tapped his head lightly, "Watch more film and television dramas and less mystery novels, and you will understand the routine."

Along the way, Qinghai Chuantang took the opportunity to talk to Conan about the organization.

Although it does not include food, it is included.

If you don't want to go to the accommodation arranged by the organization, there is also a housing allowance.

"Five insurances and one housing fund, life insurance, etc., are clearly arranged."

"Since you said it so well, why did you leave in the first place?"

Conan thought that she would say some righteous words, but he didn't expect.
"Speaking of which," Qinghai Chuantang lamented, "that's really sad."

The bonuses for members with a code name are different from those for members without a code name; the bonuses for the intelligence team and the general intelligence team are also different; the bonuses for the action team and the intelligence team are also different.

"Anyway, I'm also a member of the Intelligence Group with a code name, and I'm still expected to become the second in command in the future. I didn't expect that one month's bonus would be equivalent to half of Akai Hideo's salary in January!"

"The FBI and the Black Organization, there is no comparison between the two."

"Akai earns $3.5 a year."

Conan chose to remain silent.

Calculated in this way, the monthly bonus is around 15 yen, which is indeed not too high.

"What about the salary?" Conan asked curiously.

Logically speaking, the income of this kind of black organization should be higher than normal work.Otherwise, not so many people would go astray in crime.

"The salary of the intelligence team is not high. My annual salary is 200 million less than Amuro's."

"Then Mr. Amuro?"

"About 700 million yen. The current average pre-tax annual income is 432 million yen, and 500 million yen is only a little bit higher than the average."

I have heard stories about leaving because of the cruelty of the organization; I have also heard stories about people choosing to leave because of the suspicion of the organization. But this is the first time Conan has heard of choosing to leave because of lack of money.

A person who seems to do whatever he wants is like playing in the world.

It's just that what I said this time is true or false?

"I guess, you must be thinking now, what I said is true." Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help smiling, "I can only say that this is indeed one of the reasons for my leaving, but it is not the direct cause of my leaving."

The car finally stopped on the side of the road, and in front of it was an ordinary-looking apartment.

Whether it's an undercover agent or a member of an organization, it shouldn't be too eye-catching.

So this kind of choice also has the organization's good intentions in it.

The most important thing is that the rent here is cheap.

"Because it was arranged by Toru Motokawa's residence, and I was in charge. So I clearly remember that the monthly rent at that time was about [-] yen."

"But later, I heard that there were frequent homicides in the nearby Mihua Town. The owner was so frightened that no one would come, so he lowered the rent to [-] yen."

Qinghai Chuantang spoke in a low voice while using the wire lock method.

"That's really none of my business."

Conan wanted to cry, but he didn't know why homicides always happened nearby when he appeared.

Could it be that he was entangled in something unclean?

"I understand, it's all the author's fault."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.

After gently pushing the door open, Conan turned on his watch and flashlight, and began to observe the surroundings.

The house is very clean, and there are no unnecessary things. It looks very simple, maybe it is really just a place to sleep.

"This is!"

When the light illuminated on the shelf, Conan's expression suddenly became excited.

It was the first edition of Sherlock Holmes!

"However... the order of placement is not right."

"what?"

Hearing this, Qinghai Chuantang came over.

On the bookshelf, the books are placed in the order from left to right: "The Sign of Four", "The Uncanny Valley", "A Study in Scarlet", "The Hound of Baskervilles".

Conan explained: "If the novels are published in order, it should be "A Study in Scarlet", "The Sign of Four", "The Hound of the Baskervilles", and "The Valley of Uncanny".

In other words, either Toru Ben Chuan did it on purpose; or, someone had already come here one step ahead of them, wanting to find something.

"Anyway, let's look again. If someone from the organization came here, they wouldn't make such a simple mistake."

She still has this confidence.

When Conan heard it, he felt something was wrong: Why does your tone seem a little proud?

　Today is the public memorial day.

　　Significance: Keep in mind the history, don't forget the national humiliation, pay homage to the dead.

　　Our generation should be self-improvement.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)