Kuroba Kaito is also Amamiya Noriko's old childhood sweetheart. When she was learning the disguise technique from Kuroba Pirates, Amamiya Noriko's greatest pleasure was playing with Kaito.

Kaito became angry and frustrated, just like Shinichi.

Both of them are very fun.

Especially when I was a child, I was already very smart and would inevitably be a little proud, but I was suppressed by myself and I couldn't stop doing it.

Moreover, when she went to the Metropolitan Police Department before, Nakamori Ginzo from the Second Investigation Section told her that her daughter Aoko missed her very much.

When Conan saw that Amamiya Noriko was perfunctorily letting him play, his head was suddenly filled with black lines. Seeing that Amamiya Noriko was still looking at her phone, Conan leaned over and tried to take the opportunity to see what she was looking at.

"What is Sister Noriko looking at? Can you let me take a look too!"

"OK."

Noriko Amamiya changed her mobile phone page to a video of Arata Kudo acting silly and cute when she was a child.

When Conan saw it, his face turned as dark as Heiji's. It was outrageous. It wasn't the video of him pretending to be stupid when he was Conan, but the video of Kudo Shinichi pretending to be stupid. Why does this guy still keep it?

"Look~ he looked a lot like you when he was a child, didn't he?"

"It's very similar..."

Conan reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, turned around and said that he had to go to the toilet. He really couldn't stay around Amamiya Noriko!

"Run away?" Noriko Amamiya held her cheeks and looked at Conan's back with her beautiful eyes: "Well, I don't know how many people want to come to me, stupid straight man, if they make me doubt my beauty.

what to do."

She got up and went back to Xiaolan's place. Conan, who said he wanted to go to the toilet, was also there, so she knew she definitely wasn't going to the toilet or anything.

Let's not bully the children for now. Amamiya Noriko and Xiaolan Sonoko went to chat. It's been a long time. When I had a fever and cold, Sonoko and Xiaolan came to visit me. They are good sisters.

Conan was not interested in the topic between girls at all. He sat alone and pondered the content of the interview between Amamiya Noriko and the reporter Reina Mizuno. Amamiya Noriko's reaction was worth exploring.

And that... maid from Amamiya reporter Noriko?

"It's really strange. I always feel like there's something wrong somewhere, but I can't get much out of it just by guessing."

Conan scratched his head, lost in Amamiya Noriko's confusing operations.

And outside the Amamiya residence.

Riho Chieda sent Reina Mizuna to the door. In view of the etiquette of the Amamiya family, she asked aloud: "Miss Rena Mizuna, do you want me to drive you back?"

"Thank you very much, but no, I have a car to drive, so I will send it here."

Shui Wulian shook his head and smiled.

Riho Chieda nodded and watched her gradually walk away from the door.

The reporter from Nippon TV Station, Mizuno Reina, remembered that this person was given special care by the lady, so he should pay more attention to it in the future.

Rena Minami walked for a while and looked back for a moment without leaving any trace. When she saw Riho Chieda still standing at the door and watching her from a distance, she couldn't help but nodded. The people of the Amamiya family are very polite.

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But this Chieda Riho is also very capable. She is a distant relative of the Amamiya family, and now she plays a butler-like role for the Amamiya family. If we talk about the security forces around Amamiya Noriko, she should have arranged them.

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Walking to the side of the road, Shui Wu Reina got into the car that she drove over, started the car, kicked the accelerator and drove off.

After checking that no one was following me, I went straight to the underground parking lot of a nearby building without any pause.

A black Porsche 356A was parked in the corner. Sitting in the driver's seat was a square-faced man in a black suit. He was wearing a top hat and sunglasses, so his face couldn't be seen. He was sitting motionless while holding the steering wheel, his face slightly turned to the side.

It can be seen that he is observing the environment outside the car.

The silver-haired man in the passenger seat was looking at his phone intently, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

It wasn't until Rena Mizuna's Citroen BX19 GT parked in the parking space next to him that he turned his head and looked at the woman in the driver's seat next to him. Rena Mizuna, the anchor and reporter of Nippon TV, whose code name in the organization was Geel.

Gin's slightly cold eyes turned to Keir and said solemnly: "How is it."

"Long time no see, gin and vodka."

Gil didn't get out of the car, he just lowered the window and looked at Gin and Vodka. After saying hello and seeing that Gin didn't seem to have a cold, he continued, "The Amemiya family does have one of the characteristics you mentioned.

The female bodyguard who is relatively similar should be a retired female soldier, and you can tell by her body and style to a certain extent."

Gin nodded, "What else?"

"Miss Amemiya accidentally mentioned that she was injured, and it seemed to be serious. Does it match what you said?"

Shui Wulian chuckled lightly.

Gin nodded. The alley was so wide at that time that he fired several shots. He was lucky if he didn't kill him. If he missed with one shot, he wouldn't believe that his shooting skills were the same as Vodka.

"Where is Miss Amamiya?"

Shui Wu Lian shrugged; "I have a high fever."

It is consistent with the data.

Gin then asked how the layout of the Amamiya residence was, but Rena Minami didn't recommend breaking through. It was obvious that the Amamiya family had some arrangements.

She looked at Gin and didn't say anything. She just nodded to show that she understood.

But Mizuna Reina was still curious: "Don't you have any thoughts about Miss Amemiya?"

Gin glanced at her calmly and ignored her.

But it was true that his medicine was basically all wasted that night, and he was in urgent need of a technician similar to Shirley to make medicine for him.

When he was cleaning out the traitors, he needed this kind of drug that could kill people invisibly and leave no traces.

Lots of.

Seeing Ginjiu ignoring her, Mizuno Reina raised her eyebrows slightly. Being targeted by Ginjiu, Noriko looked a little dangerous, but she didn't seem to be dying. She couldn't let the CIA send someone to protect Noriko. Here is

Japan is not the United States.

Moreover, it would be too much of a loss to alert the enemy and expose oneself.

Mizuna Reina changed the topic, looked at the vodka next to the gin, and raised her chin: "Is the vodka a bit autistic?"

Vodka turned his head and looked at her without saying anything.

Ever since he made the huge mistake of forgetting that he had a gun that day, he has really become autistic.

However, the eldest brother thought that he did not shoot to avoid accidentally hurting him, which made him less autistic.

To be precise, it's not that I'm not autistic, but I just thought about it and believed it. I didn't draw the gun just to avoid hurting my elder brother!

The elder brother said that he should draw his gun next time. If he encounters that situation again, he must draw his gun quickly and take down the enemy who is against the organization with a few shots!

To live up to big brother's expectations.

I happen to have to deal with a traitor tonight. This time, I must impress my eldest brother!!

Mizuno Reina shrugged, and after the story was almost finished, she waved her hands and left. She was very busy, and successfully interviewed the eldest daughter of the Amamiya family. Returning to the TV station must be considered a great achievement.

And parking fees will be charged here after fifteen minutes.

Seeing that Kiel had already left, Vodka tilted his head and looked at his elder brother: "Brother, the female bodyguard Kiel mentioned was the one that night, right?! Shall we look for an opportunity to deal with her?"

Gin casually stubbed out the cigarette in his mouth and threw it out of the car window, and said indifferently: "I'll go again when I have the chance."

He doesn't want to alarm the Amamiya family too much yet. If Amamiya Noriko goes abroad again, the probability of catching her again is very small. The Amamiya Foundation's international methods are relatively complicated.

"Let's go to today's prey."

Raising the car window, Ginjiu said calmly.

Vodka nodded, feeling more relaxed after dealing with the traitor.

When he was leaving the underground parking lot, he was blocked by a pole, and after waiting for a while, it did not rise. Vodka looked up at the person at the security booth and shouted: "Why put the pole down?!"

The security guard looked over and slowly looked at the watch on his hand, "It's 10 seconds past the free parking time. Thank you for your patronage, 300 yen."

"Huh? If you hadn't stopped me, how could it have lasted more than 10 seconds?"

Vodka was furious and wanted to get out of the car to teach this unscrupulous guy a lesson.

Gin casually held down Vodka and asked him to lower the driver's window. He looked at the security uncle expressionlessly, flicked the coin into the security booth, and said in a calm tone: "Is this okay?

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The security guard felt the sound of coins flying past his ears, and when he saw Gin's emotionless indifference, he felt a chill in his heart. He pressed the pole several times in a panic, but it still failed to rise. Seeing the other party

His gaze is getting colder and colder, the kind of gaze that doesn't take human life seriously.

He ran out of the security booth in a panic, went straight to lift the pole with his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Please."

Vodka drove the car out, still saying, "This old man knows good and evil."

Gin snorted coldly.

When the security guard saw the car driving away, he couldn't help but wipe his hands in a cold sweat. Who on earth was he? It seemed very unusual.

"After all, I can be regarded as someone who has taken advantage of him."

"We need to find someone to repair this broken pole."
To be continued...