After Becoming a Red Agent, My Identity Concealment Level Never Increased

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Chapter 42 Chapter 42

Chapter 42 Chapter 42

◎Identify yourself◎

In the subsequent cases, the murderer could only be one of them, but surprisingly, there were only two this time. According to the rule of choosing one out of three, there was probably one person who had not been found out, and the possibility that this last person who had not been found out was the murderer was somewhat high, but Mu An Jiaxi was really not interested, so he went straight home and watched TV and ate snacks comfortably.

Why would she be like those kids who couldn't be pulled back but still insisted on joining in the fun? Half an hour later, they returned, their hands and feet dancing as they reconstructed the case, as if they had solved it themselves, and they excitedly told her about it.

From their statements, Mu'an Jiaxi also understood the general situation of the matter. At the beginning, there were only two suspects, but as the investigation into the case deepened, they found that there was another one. That person was their former teammate and roommate in the band, who had a falling out with them not long ago and went abroad to work.

The police then found out about his return to China through the purchase information of his flight ticket, and discovered through surveillance footage that he had been in and out of the residential complex. They eventually caught up with him at the hotel before he left.

Finally, it was discovered that he was the murderer.

The whole case was actually caused by greed. The deceased fell in love with an antique belonging to the murderer and became greedy. He secretly made an identical pirated one and replaced it with the murderer's antique. The murderer left in a hurry and did not notice anything unusual.

After settling down in Canada, he found that there was something wrong with his antique. The murderer called him, but found that the deceased had changed his number long ago. Because the antique was a relic left by the murderer's deceased father and had a very deep meaning, he should have wanted to ask him for it, but the new job was introduced by a relative and the salary and benefits were excellent. There was also a clear rule that you cannot take leave in the first month of work, so the murderer could only wait until the second month to take leave, called other teammates to get their current addresses, and returned to Japan the next day. He found the deceased when he was alone.

Finally, under the murderer's questioning, the deceased confessed. After hearing that the deceased had sold the antiques, the murderer was very angry and killed him on the spot in a fit of rage.

Mu'an Jiaxi shook his head after listening to it. In fact, it was all caused by greed.

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After leaving Muan Jiaxi's apartment, Conan went to Poirot Café to find Amuro Toru.

Xiao Zi was cleaning outside the door. Conan greeted her and pushed the door open. He walked into the coffee shop. There was no one in the shop at that time. He climbed onto the chair and sat on it. He took out a notebook from his pocket and handed it to Amuro Toru who was washing the cups. "Mr. Amuro, it's confirmed that it was her."

Toru Amuro picked up a cloth to wipe the water droplets off his hands, took the notebook and started flipping through it.

Conan asked again: "Mr. Amuro, should we talk to her and find out her position and which side she is on?

He closed his notebook and said, "Judging from her current behavior, she's on our side, but we still need to talk to her."

"About some time."

"Tonight, ask her out tonight."

"good."

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After they left, Mu'an Jiaxi went to the study and walked to the bookshelf in the corner. She found that the notebook she had originally tucked away there was gone. However, the distance between the books was not enough to make people notice that one was missing. She smiled and shook her head, complaining, "You guys could have taken a picture, but you took the whole book away. Aren't you afraid that I'd find out?"

He then turned and left the study. Just as he closed the door, the system displayed [Amuro Toru, Conan, and Subaru Ooshi have found the key evidence. The concealment level has all been reduced to zero. The identity of the tasker has been exposed. The punishment has been triggered.]

[Please select three people from the main storyline and turn off the information exploration function]

Muan Jiaxi seemed to have been prepared for this and said three names without hesitation, "Hattori Heiji, Xiaolan, and Sonoko."

[Okay, the tasker's ability to detect the three people's information has been successfully disabled.]

When Mu An Jiaxi returned to the living room, the phone on the coffee table rang. She walked over, picked it up, and saw the three big characters "Amuro Toru" on the screen. She pressed the call button, put the phone to her ear and said, "Hello."

The next second, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone, saying: "Meet in the evening and let's talk."

Mu An Jiaxi sat on the sofa with the phone in hand. He seemed to have known the purpose of his call. Without any surprise, his tone was very relaxed and he said cheerfully, "Okay, where are you?"

"Under the Rice Flower Bridge, 8pm."

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

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Time passed slowly and night fell quickly. Mu'an Jiaxi went out with his bag and strolled slowly on the street. After making sure that no one was following him, he walked in one direction with a purpose.

As she walked on the road, she was wondering why the Black Organization didn't send anyone to follow her today. Suddenly, she remembered that the one who would follow her from today onwards for the next few days seemed to be McAllen. He had mentioned the date he would follow her before.

I couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in my heart. He is really worthy of being a partner. Well done.

After walking for about five or six minutes, Mu'an Jiaxi finally reached her destination. In the pitch-black night, someone had been waiting by the bridge. Upon hearing footsteps from behind, he turned around and looked at her without saying a word.

His face was heavy and serious, his hands were in his pockets, and he said nothing.

She walked over and greeted him casually, "Good evening, Detective."

After a moment of silence, his lips slowly opened. His voice was flat and expressionless as he said coldly, "Should I call you Miss Mu'an or Zhanbian?"

Mu'an Jiaxi was actually a little scared of his appearance, but he pretended to be relaxed. He walked forward, leaned on the railing and said, "It's up to you. You can scream whatever you want."

Amuro Toru's gaze followed her and he said to her, "Then you have admitted your identity."

"You've already taken the evidence away, so why shouldn't I admit it?"

Amuro Toru observed her expression and said, "You let them take it away on purpose. What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to play the game of guessing who I am anymore. Exposing my identity will save me a lot of trouble in the future."

"You've always been on their side, why are you suddenly helping us?"

Mu'an Jiaxi turned around and leaned against the railing, saying, "I didn't choose who to help. I worked with them before for profit, but now I don't want to help anymore. It's that simple."

Amuro Toru didn't believe her words, "It's not just that simple, there must be another reason."

Mu An Jiaxi laughed inwardly. She was indeed alert. Fortunately, she was well prepared. "Before, I helped them because I didn't know my own life experience, so I cooperated with them. But after knowing my life experience, I thought that if I still cooperated with them, I would be disloyal and unfilial."

She took a step forward and slowly said, "I've been looking into the cause of my parents' death because I felt there was something fishy about their deaths, but after a long time, I still couldn't find anything. Then, a few days before we met, I suddenly found out. They were killed by the Black Organization."

She turned to look at him and continued, "My father used to be an intelligence trader, buying and selling intelligence. One time, someone from the Black Organization came to our house and wanted to buy intelligence, but that intelligence concerned many people's lives. Because of his moral standards, my father refused them, so they killed him. My mother happened to be there that day and was also killed by them. The police investigated and said it was a burglary, so they closed the case. But I didn't believe it, so I kept investigating secretly."

He spoke with such vivid emotion and pitiful and tragic feelings that Mu An Jiaxi couldn't help but want to praise himself, saying that his acting skills have improved again.

Toru Amuro had checked her information a long time ago. Her parents did die shortly after she was born. The specific cause of death was that she was brutally murdered by robbers during a home invasion. She grew up with her grandmother.

Although the information is true, her words still need to be verified.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Mu'an Jiaxi continued, "You don't have to believe me now, but I have no intention of harming you, and I'm not on the opposite side of you. You just need to know this."

Amuro Toru said: "I really can't believe you now, even though what you did before was indeed helpful to us."

At this time, Mu'an Jiaxi said again: "I have some news that will definitely interest you. That gentleman is coming to Japan. Do you know what this means?"

"How did you know that?"

"I overheard this conversation between Gin and the others. You've been undercover for so many years, reaching the top, wasn't it just to get information about him and bring down the organization? But you still haven't gotten any information in all these years. I can help you. You must have heard of my intelligence capabilities."

Amuro Toru was silent for a moment. He had to say that she hit the nail on the head. During all these years of being undercover in the organization, he really had not received any news about that gentleman.

Muan Jiaxi looked at Amuro Toru, who was lost in thought with his back to her, but didn't bother him. After a moment, he turned around, a smile finally appearing on his face. He said gently, "Then let's get acquainted. Hello, my name is Amuro Toru."

Looking at the hand before her, Muan Jiaxi knew it meant Toru Amuro had begun to accept her. She suppressed her almost uncontrollable joy and reached out to shake it back. "Hello, my name is Muan Jiaxi. I look forward to the day when the organization's affairs are resolved and we can meet again under your real name."

Amuro Toru said gently, "Okay."

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Muan Jiaxi was sent back by Amuro Toru. After getting out of the elevator, she took the key and walked towards her home. Before she reached her door, she found a person squatting beside her door, as if waiting for someone.

She paused for a moment, then continued walking forward. When she reached the girl, she asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

The little girl looked up at her, then lowered her gaze and saw the key in her hand. She immediately stood up and asked, "Excuse me, are you the owner of this house?"

Mu'an Jiaxi nodded and said, "Yes, may I ask who you are?"

After she saw that she was right, the girl jumped on the spot excitedly, and then she started to say a lot of nonsense, "Do you know how long I've been waiting here? A full half hour. No one answered the door when I knocked. My legs are numb from squatting..."

Seeing this, Mu'an Jiaxi immediately interrupted her and said, "Wait, wait, do we know each other?" Then he suddenly thought of something and lowered his voice and whispered, "You are not the one who came from over there."

Although the words were confusing, the girl understood them instantly and nodded her head like a rattle. "Yes, yes, you finally realized it."

Upon hearing this, Mu An Jia Xi looked her over and asked, "How old are you this year?"

The girl didn't understand what she meant, but she answered her, saying, "Sixteen, what's wrong?"

After hearing this, Mu An Jia Xi turned around instantly, put his hand on his forehead, looked up at the sky and sighed: "Oh my God."

I thought to myself, "When did this system start kidnapping children? Each one is younger than the last. Are they easier to deceive?"

The girl saw that she had been sighing since she heard her age, so she walked up to her and asked, "Is there any problem?"

The person who had been sighing immediately turned around and waved his hand, saying, "No problem, no problem."