Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

"Many times I feel like he's a ghost from a bygone era, but sometimes I feel like he's a god from the future. The name Nara Hikaru seems to be the one he identifies least with."

"I remember that the sequence was even ranked after the nickname [Cheng Tang]."

Nanatsuki Koshimizu supported her chin with her hand and brought her thoughts back to the present.

"However, Yan Shuangying will always be a hero who stands on the side of justice and innocent civilians."

"As long as you stand on the same side as him, his tolerance may even increase infinitely, but if you stand on the opposite side of him, no matter who stands in his way, he will kill them without hesitation."

“…Is there really anyone who can stand on the same side with him forever?”

Asai Narumi turned his head and looked at the former high school detective from Hokkaido.

And Koshimizu Nanatsuki said affirmatively.

"Of course there are people like that, like me, his accomplice—"

"Well, even though he doesn't want to admit it, he seems to miss a team that will always stand by his side more than I do."

"It's just that he never wanted to mention the name of that team to him. Although, from the name that clearly has a background, I've already guessed it. But since he doesn't want to say it, then I won't say it either."

The former high school female detective seemed a little unhappy. She stirred the glass with a spoon and then spoke.

"One day he will give up the identity of Nara Hikaru."

"He said he used this name and stayed in Beika Town just to repay a favor."

"I don't know if he will ask me to go with him when he leaves——"

crunch————

The door of the safe house was pushed open.

A man in black appeared at the door. His eyes swept across the interior of the house and then fell on Asai Narumi.

"It seems that you have something to ask me?"

Yan Shuangying said.

Chapter 62 has been modified. Pull down and refresh the bookshelf to view the entire content.

Sorry, I'm having some trouble.

I've been feeling a bit anxious lately and can't write anything.

Chapter 63: Rye Whiskey

I heard the door open and a familiar voice.

Asai Narumi subconsciously turned around and looked at the figure at the door.

Then he said in a low voice.

"Mr. Nara, I came here to say goodbye to you."

His words attracted the attention of Nara Hikaru and Koshimizu Nanatsuki who was browsing information on the computer.

The former high school female detective sitting next to Asai Narumi frowned slightly and asked.

"Is it because of your adoptive parents' family situation?"

"Really? You'd already severed ties with them before you went to Moon Shadow Island, and we haven't even exchanged messages in the past few years. Why did that organization still think they could lure you out by kidnapping someone from your adoptive parents' home?"

Although Nanatsuki Koshimizu was still on the train to Tokyo before Nara Hikaru took action against Pisco's automobile company.

But it's not that she had never been to Tokyo before. She just left temporarily because of some things. Therefore, Nanatsuki Koshimizu had actually investigated the information about Asai Narimi.

In order to avenge his father, Asai Narumi will not implicate his adoptive parents' family in the case of being involved in a heroin trafficking ring.

He deliberately severed ties with his adoptive parents' family before going to Yueying Island. He simply transferred his salary to an anonymous bank card and used this method to compensate his adoptive parents' family.

Moreover, Nara Mitsuru helped with the distribution of anonymous bank cards in his spare time.

The Black Organization could not possibly investigate this matter. They actually thought that attacking Asai Narimi's adoptive parents' family could lead to Asai Narimi, and then lead to Nara Hikari, who is an urban legend. It is really confusing.

"……Um."

Asai Narimi nodded slightly and said.

"My uncle and aunt are planning to move away from Beika Town because of the Black Organization's previous attack."

"The Metropolitan Police Department said they would send someone to secretly escort them out... This matter was implicated because of my revenge, and I believe I need to make amends, so I plan to disguise my identity and leave with them."

"With the self-defense techniques that Mr. Nara taught me before, there shouldn't be any problems."

The Metropolitan Police Department sent people to secretly protect him and he left? Are the people from the Metropolitan Police Department really useful?

After hearing this, Asai Narumi couldn't help but sigh.

Every city has a police headquarters, but Tokyo, as the actual capital of the country, does not have a police headquarters but a Metropolitan Police Department. Logically speaking, the talent quality of the Metropolitan Police Department should be far higher than that of police headquarters in other places.

But in reality, the police force of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department seems to be much worse than that of other local police headquarters.

It's hard to imagine that having the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department do such a secret escort without causing any trouble.

"Specific time and location."

Nara Hikaru said in a calm voice.

"……Eh?"

Asai Narumi was stunned.

Before he could say anything more, he heard Nara Mitsuru say.

"You said your adoptive family was implicated because of your affairs, so you have an obligation to make amends."

"But I have to say that if I hadn't been targeting the Black Organization's base, your adoptive parents wouldn't have been involved at all. Therefore, I am also responsible for this matter."

"Tell me the exact time and location, and I'll give you a ride."

The man in the black coat spoke calmly and matter-of-factly.

What he said was not false.

In Asai Narimi's story, all those who dealt in heroin were brought down, and Asai Narimi himself committed suicide by burning himself. His adoptive family would not be affected by this, but now they are attacked by the Black Organization because of his existence.

He has an unshirkable responsibility, so he is obliged to see him off and ensure that no accidents happen.

After all, Nara Mitsuru has seen clearly the quality of the Metropolitan Police Department police officers during his time in Beikacho. As for the quality of the police... it is already very moral for those public security officers not to use people as bait to lure out the black organization.

It is impossible to expect them to spare more manpower to protect the evacuation of Asai Narumi's adoptive parents and their family at this critical moment.

Although he wanted to refuse Nara Mitsuru's kindness, Asai Narimi opened his mouth several times but ultimately said nothing.

He just whispered.

"Thank you."

crunch————

Asai Narumi left and disappeared into the night, making it difficult for anyone to notice him.

This was the stealth skill that Daito Buting had taught him during the special training in the mountains of Kanto. Nara Mitsuru passed these skills on to his assistants so that they could hide their whereabouts as much as possible and not be caught by the Black Organization.

Compared with the agents under Duma, the peripheral members of the Black Organization are still much less capable.

Unless the Black Organization specifically sends a few codenamed members from the action team, it would be impossible to track down Asai Narimi or his other assistants.

"I say, why didn't you take him along before? At least kill a few criminals to build up your courage?"

After Asai Narimi left, Koshimizu Nanatsuki spoke.

"He is different from you. He is much softer-hearted than you."

Nara Hikaru glanced at Koshimizu Nanatsuki and said so.

"If you have three enemies you want to avenge, and burning down a house would kill all of them, but would also result in the death of four other innocent people, you would definitely burn down the house to avenge yourself, and at most you would feel sorry for the innocent people."

"But Asai Narimi is different. He would rather give up the opportunity for revenge and look for other ways to get revenge than do anything that might hurt innocent people. He is a good person."

"Unfortunately, in Beika Town, being a good person is more deadly than being a bad person."

I took off the big bag I was carrying and put it aside. The zipper of the bag was a little loose.

Some golden luster representing bullets appeared from the big bag. With just a quick glance, Nanatsuki Koshimizu could be sure that the big bag was definitely full of guns and bullets, and even more than when Nara Hikari set out.

It seems that this operation was a complete success.

The information on the floppy disk taken from the organization members is not false——

"It must be the work of rye whiskey."

Nara Hikaru's voice came.

"He found this floppy disk before Miyano Shiho did, and burned the information about the organization's base he found into it. However, this floppy disk is no longer useful."

"I only took down the three organization bases recorded in it. The others were already deserted."

"The Black Organization will definitely not give up. They will start to fight back in seven days at the latest, and three days at the earliest."

The man in black said affirmatively.

"That would be a good show for them to seek their own death!"

As long as they dare to show up and take action again, all members of the organization involved in the action will be killed!

There will absolutely be no exceptions!

Chapter 64 Kusakabe Makoto and the Magician of Silver Wings

As New Year's Day approaches, the final of the Emperor's Cup football tournament will be held at the Tokyo National Stadium.

However, what surprised the tournament's chief organizer was that the secret police actually approached him, hoping to delay the start of the Emperor's Cup finals so they could conduct an investigation.

"Are you kidding me? How is this possible?"

The chief executive yelled.

"Are you, a bunch of incompetent spies, deliberately looking for trouble?"

"This game absolutely cannot be postponed or delayed. Fifty-six thousand tickets have already sold out, and tomorrow is New Year's Day. If I were to postpone the game, do you know how much money we would lose?"