Me dressed as a gin brother

Conan pupil earthquake.

If the "Chairman" on the other side of the phone is indeed the one he thought of, then Mr. Kurosawa's tone of speech is a bit too impolite, right?

Wake up, Mr. Kurosawa, the person standing in front of you is your boss!

It's not Takagi, it's not Meguro, it's not Fuguya and Mr. Zhufu.

He is your immediate boss!

Kurosawa Hideaki looked at Edogawa Conan's wide-eyed eyes, and couldn't help snoring on his head.

Speaking of which, this young detective with great potential still firmly believes that he is a "pure police officer".In fact, it's no wonder that Kudo Shin couldn't tell. After all, who would have thought that the bright light in the police world was from the mafia?

No one could have imagined.

Hideaki Kurosawa squatted down and turned on the speakerphone, intending to use his actions to tell the children what kind of differential treatment a good policeman would receive.

The man who was the chairman of the public security committee on the phone was indifferent to the "taunting", and even agreed: "You are right. But the criminal section will not disappoint our expectations. After all, apart from the intelligence team of the security planning section, the criminal Best cops in class."

Kurosawa Hideaki whispered under Edogawa Conan's shocked expression: "You see, in the public security police, as long as you are capable, you will be favored by everyone."

Conan looked at Kurosawa Hideaki, "You also know that this is a preference?"

"If you want to get this kind of privilege, you have to be an excellent public security policeman." Kurosawa Hideaki continued to fool around.

"Really?" Conan wondered.

"Cough." The Public Security Commissioner on the phone laughed unnaturally, and quickly covered it up with a cough.

"Of course, it's absolutely true." Kurosawa Hideaki kept a straight face, pretending not to hear the smile in the chairman's voice, and nodded very seriously.

Then, without giving Conan any chance to ask questions, he got up and leaned against the railing in the porch to start talking with the chairman of the public security committee.

"Is the undercover on the Irish memory card list all under control?"

"It's under control." The person who answered the call this time was Matsumoto Kiyosaga, "However, due to the large number of people, they cannot be detained uniformly. At present, they are only restricted from entering and exiting the police station."

Kurosawa Hideaki took a deep breath, "Is the phone still on them?"

Matsumoto was silent.

It seems that the mobile phones are indeed still on the undercover agents. The Metropolitan Police Department does not have the habit of confiscating the communication equipment immediately when controlling the prisoners. It only asks the prisoners to hand over the communication equipment before the interrogation.

It's understandable that Matsumoto Kiyoshi couldn't remember it for a long time...

Kurosawa Hideaki convinced himself, and gave orders in an orderly manner, "Cut off the signal, confiscate the mobile phone, block the source of the news, form a group of five people, and take care of them in groups."

"sharp."

He paused for a moment, then looked down at Conan Edogawa who could only look up at people because he was not tall enough.

And staring at the other person's eyes, he continued with the next words.

"Although Renye Karasuma's organization is not a foreign force, Renye Karasuma and Amanda Hughes had a close relationship in the early days of the organization. There must be companies under the Karasuma Group that are registered abroad. The public security only needs to find a way to If the undercover issue rises to the level of violating national security, the detention period can be extended reasonably.”

"After the detention period is extended, please use this time to find the 'home' of the undercover agents, and try your best to obtain incriminating evidence from it. It doesn't matter if you can't find them. It's the same when I go back to find them after I solve these things."

"It's this feeling of winning, it's so powerful, I can't lose!"

A question mark slowly appeared on Kurosawa Hideaki's head.

Can this also be aroused to be competitive?

"...how is the one over there in the first search section of the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Because of Conan's reaction, Kurosawa Hideaki's tone hesitated.

Kiyoshi Matsumoto didn't answer for a while, and Hideaki Kurosawa's instructions were too much work, and the police officers couldn't complete the handover for a while.

After a while, Kurosawa Hideaki heard the voice of the Chairman of the National Public Security Committee sound again.

"We caught someone, and the arrest process was relatively easy. When the police officers from the first search section checked Dongri's personal equipment, they found traces of illegal access from his mobile phone that had not been cleaned up. He not only attacked your live broadcast room The prisoner is still the prisoner of the Internet of Things attack just now."

"Ah."

Expected.

"Should we release the news of Dong Il's arrest immediately?" the chairman asked.

Kurosawa Hideaki picked up the dust under the railing and rubbed it on the railing which was so clean that it was almost reflective.

What is the difference between today's Japan and this railing?

The surface is wiped clean, but it is actually surprisingly dirty.

Dongil was at best a soldier in a chess game. If Karasuma Renya was the king, then what was Rum?

Is it a knight?

Kurosawa Hideaki was amused by his own thoughts, how could there be any knight who wanted to kill the king himself?

That's true loyalty.

"Although Pramiya is cooperating with Rum, it is very likely that he is not satisfied with Rum as a partner. I need to listen to Pramia's second call to zero before making a decision on the subsequent countermeasures."

"Announcing the news of Dongil's arrest now will probably make Pramiya's next call earlier. In this way, we will have less time to deal with other issues."

"We have to release the news of the arrest of 'Dong Il' against Plamia's psychological expectations of the Metropolitan Police Department's speed of solving the case."

"Pramia's psychological expectations?" asked the chairman of the Public Security Commissioner.

"Well, Plamia's psychological expectation is about 3:[-] am to [-]:[-] am tomorrow. I think it is better to choose around [-]:[-] am."

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't explain. He still had more than 20 seconds of reserved call time, so there was no time to explain too much.

"Give the phone to Chief Kuroda."

The man froze for a moment, then returned the phone to its owner.

There was a slight rubbing sound, and Kurosawa Hideaki raised his eyebrows, "The speaker is off, I want to talk to Kuroda alone."

clack.

There was a slight sound from the earpiece.

"Hey?"

Kurosawa Hideaki immediately confirmed that there was no diffuse sound and electronic echo, and it was indeed turned off.

"Mr. Kuroda, I believe you are more concerned about arresting Rum than I am. After all, Haneda should be your best friend back then."

Kuroda remained silent and did not answer.

"I will keep a secret for you, such as the fact that your son is from the FBI." Kurosawa Hideaki smiled slyly, "It depends on whether you can use all available resources to find Rum."

"The resources I can use include you?"

"If it includes me, would I still use your son's secret as a basis to talk to you?" Kurosawa Hideaki paused, looked at Conan who was trying to eavesdrop on the railing with his arms, and snorted, "Obviously Need not."

Conan:  …

Kuroda:……

"I hope our luck is good." Kurosawa Hideaki sighed, "If Asaka can speak out, the speed and possibility of you catching Rum will be much greater."

Kuroda: Are you completely cutting yourself out now?Is it inappropriate?

"My live broadcast will definitely focus all the eyes of Karasuma Renye and Rum on me. No matter what their original purpose is, they will be killed by me now."

Kurosawa Hideaki's tone was flat, calm as if he was discussing the terrorist organization's plot against him.

"Maybe they want my life to be worse than death. I will make all preparations. The worst plan is that Rum is not caught by you, and I will face Rum and Karasuma Renya when I sneak into the headquarters of the organization."

"Do you know the address of the organization's headquarters?" Kuroda Hei asked in a voiceless voice, "Why didn't you tell me? No, you can't go by yourself."

Although his son is an FBI, Akai Wuwu is a pure Japanese after all.

The dead Haneda would definitely not want their lamp to fall...

In short, sneaking into the organization headquarters is too dangerous, Kurosawa Hideaki must not go!

"I'm sure I won't go by myself. Didn't I read Pramiya's provocative letter for you before?"

Kurosawa Hideaki clicked his tongue in disgust, "It said there were three people."

"...What's more, I don't think I know where the headquarters of the organization is now, but I should know soon."

"I'm never wrong after all."

Kurodahei's slightly heavy breathing came from the receiver.

The other party was only a deep breath away from yelling.

Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at his watch, and immediately hung up the phone.

Heiichi Kuroda's anger was completely within his expectations, otherwise why did he have to talk alone at the end?

Conan's wrist gripping the railing began to feel weak.

He originally had a little longing for the life of becoming a police officer when he became an adult, but if Kurosawa Hideaki was his boss at that time...

Conan Edogawa shuddered unavoidably when he thought of the clown scare gun that Police Officer Kurosawa used after he took him home the day he became smaller.

No!He will never be Kurosawa Hideaki's subordinate, this man, he is a bastard!

"I advise you not to think too impolitely in your mind."

Kurosawa Hideaki pressed Conan's head hard, "I can hear you."

"How is it possible?" Conan wanted to push Kurosawa Hideaki's hand away, but the gap between adults and children was too great for him to do anything.

"Anyway, it's just relying on my micro-expressions to guess my attitude towards you, right? After I saw you solve the case, I went to study it on purpose!"

"Oh, it's up to you."

Kurosawa Hideaki withdrew his fingers in a good mood, don't cry when you know the truth, detective.

"Let's not talk about this for now." Conan turned the topic back on track, "I guess there is a bug around you, do you need my help here?"

"There is indeed a bug. As for helping... Maybe you can stay with me and I will tell you when I need help." Kurosawa Hideaki opened the door, "But you have to be mentally prepared, this time I will Besides Anshi and Zhufu, there are two other police officers around, if you want to help, it means that your identity will not be a secret in the police.”

"You said that in the live broadcast, the police just need to compare my information and they will know everything, right?"

"Well, I just told you out of sympathy." Kurosawa Hideaki said, "After all, we are also partners."

Conan:  …

Damn, do you really care about me?

"Don't talk after entering." Kurosawa Hideaki pointed to his throat, "The prisoner put a bug on Amuro's neck."

Conan was shocked, "Then how do you communicate??"

"Sign Language."

Conan: It's over, I haven't learned this yet.