Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 361 The Mysterious Black-Masked Man
Xia Chuan turned on the light, and the blinding light made Yuri close his eyes for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, Ishimoto Ichiro outside the window had disappeared.

"Here, these are his earphones. Here you go!"

"Damn it, if you hadn't turned on this light, I could have chased after him and caught him!"

Yuri turned around and glared at Natsukawa, then saw the earpiece in the other's hand.

"What did you do to my men?" Yuri's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water.

Although Number 2 isn't very bright, he's diligent and efficient, making him his right-hand man. He would be heartbroken if he died.

“The Akita dog next door needed a companion, so I brought it over to him to play with the dog.”

Yuri breathed a sigh of relief; at least he wasn't dead.

"Oh right, Akita seems to be in heat. I saw it scratching that... you know? Oh, it's scratching number 2's butt. Do you want to go check on it first?"

"Baka yarourourou (tongue click) --"

Yuri was seething with hatred. If he hadn't suddenly heard police sirens in the distance, he definitely would have gone up and exchanged a few more blows with Xia Chuan.

The Metropolitan Police Department, more trouble than it's worth, is back again. They're not good at solving cases, but they're number one at responding to calls!
They always arrived late, right at the last minute.

Yuri glanced out the window; the sound of sirens grew louder as they approached, and faint red lights flickered in the distance.

"Hey, you come with me."

Yuri refocused his gaze on Xia Chuan's location, only to find that the other party had disappeared at some point. The empty room contained only him and Number 1, who was lying on the ground almost foaming at the mouth.

The athlete's foot smell on the socks was extremely toxic, and even though it was homemade, it was unbearable for Number 1. Tears streamed from his unfocused eyes, and Yuri suspected that if he didn't receive treatment soon, he might not be far from death.

Yuri sighed deeply, glanced at the open door at the end of the corridor, took off his socks, picked up Number 1, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and walked straight out.

This operation taught Yuri that bringing only two henchmen was completely unreliable; next time he needed to bring more, like the Blue Castle.

They thought this would reduce the risk of being discovered, but in the end, they were short-staffed.

If the entire group were present, they could overwhelm Ichiro Ishimoto and the black-masked man by sheer force.

"Who exactly is this guy? How could Japan have such a powerful member of the Black Organization, and he looks completely unfamiliar to me? Doesn't Furuya know of his existence either?"

Back at the base, Yuri repeatedly relived the scene in his memory palace and suddenly noticed that Ichiro Ishimoto's accent and pronunciation were slightly awkward.

Yes, it's just awkward!
The awkwardness wasn't very strong; if he hadn't spent some time at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and talked with many foreigners who were learning or fluent in Japanese, he might not have been able to tell.

"The pronunciation is inaccurate, but it's not the Kansai style. Could it be a member from another branch of the Black Organization?"

Yuri pulled a stack of photos from the drawer and laid them out in front of him one by one.

This place contains photos of most of the codenamed members in Japan, including Rena Mizunashi from Nikko TV.

However, Rena Mizunashi is not very useful. She is dispensable in the Black Organization. Even if you capture her, you won't get anything out of her. The information sent back directly from Furuya is more valuable.

Therefore, Yuri only monitored the other party briefly and did not make any arrests, nor could he hand over the photos to his superiors.

Once the body is handed over, the leadership will definitely order its arrest. If the person is caught, Furuya Rei will likely be in danger.

It serves the interests of politicians but not the overall interests of the country.

Besides photos taken in Japan, there were also several photos of members from overseas branches. "Could this person be from the European branch?"

Yuri tapped the desktop, looking back and forth between several photos of the European branch.

With his strong tactical combat skills, based on the information provided by Furuya Rei, this guy should be the one who meets the requirements in terms of combat strength, right?
Yuri finally fixed his gaze on a blond, blue-eyed European and American handsome man.

Wearing a white T-shirt and sporting a sunny, cheerful smile, he has one hand in his pocket and the other holding a glass of scarlet liquid, toasting the camera.

"Could it be this guy, a key member of the European branch, the super assassin codenamed Louis?"

Yuri sighed, rubbing his temples in annoyance.

Because Japan's identity system is imperfect, they cannot provide photos to all immigration offices, making it impossible to determine whether such a person has actually entered the country.

Moreover, the Black Organization has masters of disguise, just like this time. If it weren't for that letter, the Public Security Bureau would never have targeted Ishimoto Ichiro.

Gin and the other codenamed members of the Japanese branch were already making them dizzy, and now a super assassin from the European branch has suddenly appeared, which means their workload will increase even more.

Also, who exactly was the person who provided the information?

Could it be the black mask that appeared today?
It's not impossible, but how did he know Louis's address?

Judging from the surprised look on Louis's face when he spoke, the man in the black mask probably wasn't a member of the Black Organization.

"Damn it, what's going on this year? So many strange guys have appeared. Tequila is one thing, but this black mask guy is really weird, and he's even stronger than Louis."

The unknown is the most terrifying thing, Yuri comforted himself. Fortunately, he encountered it today and was mentally prepared in advance. Next time should be better.

I must get my revenge someday. That kick still makes my chest ache just thinking about it!
Yuri spent the entire night sleepless, pondering Louis and the Black Mask's motives while writing his self-criticism.

When an arrest fails, a written explanation is standard procedure.

It's okay, that's just how the police are.

The sun was high in the sky when Xia Chuan didn't get up until almost noon.

Today is Saturday, so there's no need to take the two kids to school. Ai Haibara will prepare milk and bread for Anya's breakfast, which saves him a lot of trouble.

"By the way, where's Ai?"

Natsukawa found Anya sitting alone in the living room watching TV, but Ai Haibara was nowhere to be found. Natsukawa remembered that there was a fashion show featuring cute girls on Nichiuri TV on Saturday noon, which Ai Haibara had been watching recently.

Anya leaned back and glanced at her father, the toast in her mouth swaying from side to side.

"Smack smack smack—"

"Haibara went to Professor Agasa's house."

Anya was a little annoyed. These past two days, Ai Haibara had been dressing up as Conan, and then Conan had been dressing up as Shinichi Kudo. It was supposed to be fun, but they didn't invite her. How boring!
No matter what, Conan knew himself before he knew Ai Haibara, so she's definitely reliable!
How dare you not believe yourself, you stinky Conan!
When Anya visited Conan at Beika General Hospital the day before yesterday, she overheard Conan's inner thoughts and then began to subtly recommend herself.

As it turned out, Conan was completely unmoved by her words, which infuriated her!
"I heard Conan is going to have dinner with Ran at the Beika Central Building today, hehehe."

Anya suddenly revealed a half-moon-shaped smile.

"Since you don't trust me, don't blame me for being impolite!"

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