People live from five to nine in Conan

"Akai Marie, formerly known as Sera Marie, has a younger sister, Sera Elena..."

"After Sera Elena married Koji Miyano, she changed her name to... Miyano Elena!"

"It's... that's how it is!?"

It took a whole night and activated almost all the assistants, and finally the result was so amazing.

Toru Amuro felt his feet go soft, and after a burst of dizziness, he plopped down on the sofa bed behind him.

"Drip..."

The phone's text message notification sounded suddenly, waking him up again.

Quickly clicked on the text message on the phone, and the content in the text message made his eyes widen again:

"The 134th session, D-class 17th, Miyano Akemi. ——Rum.”

After a long time, Toru Amuro finally came to his senses when the screen of the phone turned off automatically.

He muttered with a complex expression: "Masami Hirota, Akemi Miyano, Elena Miyano..."

"Sure enough, you are... huh, I'm afraid that bastard doesn't even know, otherwise... it's really ridiculous!"

Toru Amuro stood up abruptly, his eyes burning with anger.

The picture of his best friend dying in his arms keeps reappearing!

That bastard named Akai Shuichi killed one after another, and even used his own cousin, it's just...

"It's a damn bastard!!!"

The anger in Toru Amuro's heart was burning to the extreme, but his good professionalism made him calm down quickly.

"Huh——" he took a deep breath, frowned again and said, "Mingmei must be told the truth about this matter, otherwise, she may get deeper and deeper, but... how should I tell her?"

As the pillar of the Japanese public security, his identity must not be revealed.

Akai Shuichi is Miyano Akemi's cousin, he must not be the one to tell Miyano Akemi.

But if he doesn't say it, who can?

"See you in the wind?"

The figure of Kazami Yuya flashed in his mind, but he quickly recalled the appearance of Kazami Yuya who was kidnapped last time, and then shook his head:

"Wind can't do it."

"Administrator? No, this matter is not yet known to the people above."

"Then, it seems that there is only..."

...

Just when the guy in the expensive cassock that was enough to pay for his car repairs for several years appeared in Toru Amuro's mind, his cell phone suddenly flickered again.

"Drip..."

It's still the notification tone of the text message.

Toru Amuro frowned, and did not immediately check the content of the text message, but habitually began to replay...

First, in the process of handing over the photo of Miyano Akemi to Rum, were there any loopholes in my own words;

The second is the information center of Rum's reply, whether there is any special temptation;

And then, whether Miyano Akemi's identity is beyond his understanding.

Twenty seconds later, Toru Amuro was ready to respond to Rum's various inquiries.

He immediately opened the inbox and clicked on the unread text message at the top.

"I need a list of people who have been in contact with the host of Erquan Temple in the past week—Vermouth"

"It turned out to be her?" Toru Amuro's pupils shrank, and he frowned, "Why did she want Mu Yuan..."

An information explosion occurred in Toru Amuro's heart.

Because, he had used the same method to send Mu Yuan's photo to Lang Mu, but Lang Mu did not tell him Mu Yuan's information.

There are two possibilities, one is that Mu Yuan's status in the organization is much higher than him, but this is obviously impossible, because he knows that Mu Yuan has not yet obtained the wine title, and is still directly subordinate to Qin Jiu.

Therefore, the only possibility left is that Mu Yuan's identity is related to a task or person that he is not qualified to touch.

But now, Belmode obviously understands this matter.

"What is your relationship with him?"

Amuro stared at the name left at the end of the text message, lost in thought.

...

...

Los Angeles International Airport, Terminal 7.

A 30-year-old woman in light gray professional attire, with an ordinary appearance and a slightly rounded figure, was carrying a suitcase and staring at her mobile phone screen with a serious face.

"jingle!"

At this moment, an unread text message suddenly lit up above the long list of people she was reviewing.

"Dear Ms. Wei Meisi, I think the purpose of the organization will be achieved one day, and you must retire at that time.Therefore, I have made up my mind to let Erquan Temple completely get rid of the control of the organization and become the real master of Erquan Temple, so that you can enjoy a beautiful retirement life with peace of mind. ——Love you, Mu Yuan』

"Puff-inhale-inhale-inhale-"

The sound of heavy breathing continued, even causing the sidelines of the passengers to look sideways.

The most irritating thing in this world is the little bastard you raised with your own hands, saying something that makes you want to go crazy every day, but you don't know how to refute it.

"Crack, clap..."

With one call and three presses, Ms. Wei Meisi skillfully saved the text message sent by Mu Yuan into her favorites, and then began to edit a brand new text message.

After ten seconds, click, send...

...

...

Mihua Port, in Warehouse No. 53.

Another mouse was dealt with. Gin had just lit a cigarette, and before he had time to take a puff, a rush of notifications came from his mobile phone.

When Gin clicked on the text message, the first thing he saw was not the content, but the contact person in the text message suffix.

"It turned out to be this troublesome woman..."

Gin frowned, and shifted his gaze to the content of the text message.

After a while, he suddenly threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out.

"Vodka, tell Chianti and Cohen to come back immediately and go to Erquan Temple!"

"yes, Sir!"

Vodka put down the cement in his hand and took out the phone, put away the phone after more than ten seconds and asked:

"Brother, is there something wrong with Mu Yuan? If so, I'm actually alone..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qin Jiu said impatiently: "Mu Yuan is the only one who passed the lie detector, his loyalty is beyond doubt."

The eyes under the vodka sunglasses blinked, "Brother, what do we want?"

Gin shook his head full of regret, "Loyalty alone is not enough, his ability really disappoints me, Erquan Temple has already..."

Chapter 71

Outside the organization laboratory, in an American restaurant.

Miyano Shiho picked up a cup of instant black coffee, blew on the hot air on it, and took a sip.

A gentle voice came from the opposite side:

"You two are really weird."

"elder sister?"

Miyano Shiho blinked cutely, and looked at Miyano Akemi who was sitting across from him suspiciously.

Miyano Akemi smiled, pointed at her coffee and said:

"After all these years, why are you still drinking instant coffee?"

"I……"

Miyano Shiho opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the mist rising from the coffee brought her back to kindergarten.

that time...

She studied neurobiology all night with great interest, just happened to see the instant coffee in the classroom rest area, and immediately wanted to try the refreshing effect brought by caffeine, but she didn't want to eat garbage like non-dairy creamer Food substitutes.

With a tangled heart, she fell into distress, and shared this distress with her only good friend-that guy.

The guy took the coffee in her hand without saying a word, and then handed her a small bag of black coffee powder before school was over.

It took her a while to realize that that guy actually picked out all the non-dairy creamer in the instant coffee one by one!

To this day, she doesn't know exactly how that guy did it.

Was a microscope used?

That's not easy to operate, right?

She doesn't know.

But there was no doubt that that cup of coffee, even though it burned her tongue, was the best coffee she had ever drunk in the world.

...

"...It's just getting used to it."

Miyano Shiho turned his head away, not daring to look into his sister's eyes.

"You, you didn't fall asleep all night after school!" Miyano Akemi smiled and took a sip of the pour-over coffee in front of her, and continued, "Do you know what this cup of coffee is called?"

Miyano Shiho pouted dissatisfiedly, "Coffee is just a tool to refresh my mind, I'm not interested in coffee."

"Heh... this cup of coffee is called Shirley." Miyano Akemi breathed lightly, blowing the faint flavor of vanilla cream, and continued: "It is said that coffee beans are fermented in sherry wine barrels, Although it is not a rare bean, it is... that person's favorite."

"elder sister!!"

"Okay, okay, you two..."

...

Wanting to reconcile the relationship between these two enemies does not happen overnight, Miyano Akemi knows this well, so she just taps her sister lightly every time.

As the saying goes, boiling frogs in warm water, she believes that one day, these two enemies will be able to wake up.

However, the lady named Mao Lilan...

...

"Sister! Are you listening to me!"

"Sorry, I was thinking about something else just now."

Miyano Akemi came back to her senses, looked at the photo that Zhibao handed over, and said unexpectedly, "This is..."

"Cute!" Miyano Shiho pointed to the little white tiger in the photo and said, "I named it Wukong!"

"Eh? Why did you call it that name?"

"Mu...that guy is of Chinese descent, and look at the word 'King' on this little guy's head, does the horizontal line in the middle turn inward at both ends? It looks like the golden hoop on Monkey King's head!"

"..."

Miyano Akemi looked at the excited younger sister with a complicated expression, pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, Mu Yuan also asked someone to bring me a photo of this little guy, saying that I would pass it on to you... "

Saying that, Miyano Akemi lowered her head and picked up the bag, took out a photo from it and put it on the table.

In the photo, "Wukong" is stretched out by two big hands and placed next to a tape measure, with a writing on the side with an oil-based pen - "fur coat, today's body length is 47.1 cm."

Miyano Shiho: "..."

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