When the lights first came up, it started to rain lightly in Osaka.

The car broke through the rain, as if anxious.

"I'm hungry again." Kogoro Mouri supported his arm on the car window.

"In another 30 minutes, we will be at our director's home in Oyakawa." Police Officer Otaki smiled.

A serial murder case occurred during the day, and the leisurely journey was interrupted. Hattori Heiji and Sakata Yusuke went to investigate the case, while Conan and others were carried home and waited by Officer Otaki.

"The food made by Heiji's mother is recognized as delicious." Yuanshan and Ye said with a smile.

"Really, I'm so happy now." Kogoro Mouri suddenly became energetic.

"I don't know where Chen Xing has gone." Maori Ran said worriedly.

"Tao, he is not a child anymore. Will he still get lost?" Kogoro Mouri curled his lips.

"But he left at that time, and he seemed very anxious." Ran Maori wanted to speak but stopped. The last person who ran so far was Shinichi, and she had left a shadow.

"Maybe I've met an acquaintance." Conan comforted: "Didn't Sister Sonoko say that he seems to have people he knows in Osaka."

"Is there any?" Ran Maori was indeed distracted, and he seemed to have mentioned it.

However, Conan held his chin and wondered where Chen Xing would go and why he suddenly left.

In his past cognition, he rarely was anxious and was always calm when encountering things, but this time he left in a hurry, as if it was because of someone.

Conan was extremely curious.

--Sumo said that there are people in Osaka who knows Ceciung, but as that person, he would never appear on such a street and would even chase him out.

So, who is it?

At this time, Officer Otaki received a call, "I am Otaki, what? You said you found the wanted Mizuaki Kiichiro's car in Mino Mountain? Okay, I'll go there right away!"

After hanging up the phone, he apologized: "Mr. Maori, I'm sorry, I might want to invite you to have a lady's meal later."

...

Meanwhile, Mino Mountain.

Next to the bushes on the high ground, Chen Xing stood behind the tree and said calmly, "Do you still have to do it now?"

There were three or four police cars parked not far below. The policeman in a raincoat was scattering around with a flashlight and searching. He obviously found clues of Mizuaki Kiichiro's hiding, coming for him.

Curacao said calmly: "The mission is to be completed."

Chen Xing looked at her for a few seconds and said slowly: "What are you going to do and kill the police?"

"No?" Curacao looked back, smiling and contemptuous.

It's just a few policemen.

Chen Xing remained silent, and then he suddenly realized that he was the organization's current person, and what he said was their usual style. As long as he could achieve his goal, it didn't matter even if he killed someone.

"Search separately and determine the whereabouts of the target." Curacao said, turning around and acting.

"You have long thought that the police would come?" Chen Xing asked. That's why he asked him to come together as a helper.

It's not about dealing with the police, but about saving time in finding people.

Curacao did not answer, but just raised his fingers and waved his fingers back at will, and then disappeared into the woods.

Chen Xing didn't hesitate too much and turned to the other direction.

The sound of the waterfall was vaguely heard. Chen Xing pulled open the branches and saw the wooden house not far ahead, with no lights and shadows.

The police hadn't found this place yet, and the light of the flashlight was like a fireflies in the mountains, still at a loss.

Chen Xing tightened his raincoat and walked out.

In the quiet night, there was only the sound of rain, the sound of kicking to the iron trash can was particularly crisp.

While he was alert, he kicked the trash can with his feet. Under the extremely light, several invoices from convenience stores were stained with rain and were wrinkled on the grass.

Chen Xing was a regular customer of convenience stores and could recognize these invoices at a glance. He thought about it and walked straight to the wooden house. This time he was sure of a lot of steps.

The door of the wooden house was a bit old, the sound of opening the door was harsh, and the room was empty, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

"Has it been found?"

Curacao's voice appeared behind him. Even if he had been together for half a day, this cold tone still made people unable to like it. I am afraid that even as a friend, my heart would be thrilled.

Chen Xing felt it for a moment, took two steps forward, and suddenly kicked high. A wooden board on the ceiling exploded immediately. As the broken wood flew, an entrance of one meter square was exposed.

Curacao looked at him with some surprise. There was no light and the room was dark. How did he find it?

She was a little more curious. She pursed her lips and took off the hood of the raincoat. When the water droplets slid down the streamline, she had already jumped up and grabbed the wooden board at the edge of the entrance with both hands to leverage the force. She was like a flexible fish, and suddenly she got up.

The flashlight emits a dazzling light. This is a tight attic in a wooden house. A middle-aged man with thin hair is sitting against the wall with his hair disheveled, covering his eyes illuminated by strong light with his hands, while his other hand is handcuffed firmly on the water pipe.

"Muzumari Kiichiro?" Curacao whispered.

The narrow environment made people unable to stand up. She held the flashlight's elbow and supported her bent knees, and her hand holding the gun was pressed against another long straight legs, slightly arched her waist and leaned over her body, like a hunting cat, elegant and dangerous.

"Yes..." Mizuazuki Kiichiro subconsciously responded. The dazzling light made him unable to see clearly in front of him. He could only judge from the voice and blurred figure that the other party was a woman.

Curacao glanced at the handcuffs that held his action, "How could you be handcuffed here?"

"It's that policeman!" Mizuazu Kiichiro suddenly became angry, "That damn guy, imprisoned me!"

As he said that, he knelt forward in the strong light, "Please, give me some food, I'm almost starving to death."

"Oh." Curacao leaned back and sneered: "You are not as good as doing the experiment in this way now."

"You, are you from that organization?!" Mizuazu Kiichiro's souls burst into tears for a moment.

Bang!

The answer to him was a gunshot.

Curacao shook the cuffs of the raincoat covering her face, and the splashing blood was thrown out with the raindrops. She turned off the flashlight and came down from the entrance.

Chenxun is gone.

Curacao was stunned for a moment, turned on the flashlight again, took pictures around, and even called him a few times to make sure that the guy was gone.

"Interesting." She twitched and quickly left the scene in the lights floating around.

...

Chen Xing left when Curacao fired his gun. The "exchange" with the other party has been completed, so there is no need to continue to greet him.

As for whether she would report the "Sword Qi" matter to the organization, he felt that she would abide by the agreement and insisted on giving a reason, which was the pure curiosity in the other party's eyes at that time.

He is willing to give his own trust.
Chapter completed!