Chapter 525

Compared to Heiji Hattori, Conan Edogawa didn't find it strange at all. Years ago, when they went to a barbecue restaurant, Saiki Usaba had already shown off in front of him once in order to subdue the criminal who was disguised as the restaurant manager.

Conan Edogawa likes to suspect things by looking at details, so this open and honest statement, which he had known about for many years, did not arouse his suspicion.

"Brother Bo Ye has learned self-defense techniques, after all, he was abroad for a long time and often encountered robberies and gunfights..."

Although Heiji Hattori still felt that something was amiss, he dismissed the unease in his heart when he saw Conan Edogawa's "this is normal" expression.

He and Conan Edogawa were truly exhausted from their suspicions about matters related to Usaku Saiki. Even if their minds still wanted to dwell on it, their hearts simply didn't want to move on.

Especially since the police car happened to arrive and they needed to help with the explanation, Hattori Heiji put aside the awkwardness and focused on the important matter first.

After they finished handing over to the police, Hattori Heiji suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and found that the strange guy was already gone.

"...What did Bo Ye-ge mean by that? Is that guy also a member of the organization?" Hattori Heiji asked Edogawa Conan in a low voice.

Conan Edogawa hesitated for a moment.

Not necessarily... Maybe Bo Ye means that the person looks like a Japanese policeman...

But if it really was Japanese public security, then Brother Bo Ye shouldn't have spoken so easily, even though only a few of them heard it at the time; he was far too careless.

Or perhaps Bo Ye himself wasn't sure, but just felt it was somewhat similar, and after being denied, he didn't care anymore, so he just said whatever came to mind?

Damn it, if he had spoken openly with Mr. Amuro, he could have asked directly now... But as things stand, it seems the Japanese Public Security Bureau doesn't need his help at all; at most, he can just make connections with the FBI.

However, judging from how much Mr. Amuro disliked the FBI before, it seems like the matchmaking wouldn't have been very effective... They're all adults now, and I hope everyone can be more mature.

Usoppei didn't get to eat at Poirot Cafe today. Although he gained a lot of suspicion points, it wasn't filling enough, so he still needed to buy something to eat.

Suspicion Value System: [You can buy it in the store!]

Bo Yezhai: [I'm not stupid, why would I use points to buy these? It would make sense in a post-apocalyptic survival world.]

The suspicion system is getting a little anxious.

It's been a while since Usoppon Saiki cast his bait and mentioned he might buy props from him, but now Rum's part-time job next door is going well, and Ireland is happily helping Usoppon Saiki with his work.

The suspicion system suddenly snapped out of its daze and realized that there didn't seem to be any place where items were needed...

It began to suspect that it had been deceived. Bo Yezaki had said those things in the hopes that it would shut up and stop complaining.

The Suspicion System finally couldn't hold back any longer today: [When are you going to buy the items from me?]

Bo Yezaki replied perfunctorily, "We'll research this later, after Ireland and I finish up the Boss's mission."

The suspicion system was barely appeased.

As for Bo Yezaki, once Ireland was mentioned, he stopped worrying about what he wanted to eat, lowered his head and sent an email to Ireland, asking Ireland to bring his latest research results to his house and also bring him dinner.

What? Bring what? It's only because of his indecisiveness that Bo Ye Saiki made Ireland decide for herself.

Ireland, upon receiving the email, did not feel troubled at all; on the contrary, she was invigorated.

That's great! My boss hasn't forgotten me! My boss cares about me!

As for bringing his own lunch, he hasn't even had the chance to curry favor with his boss yet. This is a sign that his boss doesn't treat him like an outsider and trusts him!

Otherwise, if he went to deliver food to Gin, believe it or not, Gin would just throw it in the trash and not eat a single bite.

As for why he didn't just say what kind of food he was bringing... that must have been part of his boss testing him.

After all, his task was to visit people and prepare gifts. Potts must have wanted to take this opportunity to test whether he could grasp people's preferences!

Ireland thought about it for a moment, then called Bourbon and asked where he was and if he was free to cook.

This isn't called opportunism; it's called copying the correct answer if it's available.

Bourbon coldly refused: "Sorry, I'm a bit busy right now. You'll have to figure it out yourself."

After what Usoya Saiki said to him, it was impossible for him not to care about the person whose "aura was very similar to his." After seeing the police off, he felt that his business had been affected, so he made an excuse to close the shop early and then went to the Japanese Public Security Bureau to check information.

He's too busy right now to get involved in the messy affairs of the members of the Bo Ye Zhai Ji Education Organization.

Even if Usaku Saiki needs the help of the Japanese Public Security Bureau, it shouldn't be something as trivial as cooking for him anytime, anywhere, right?

Ireland failed to cheat, but he wasn't discouraged. He managed to find out from Bourbon what Potts liked to eat, and quickly bought several kinds. He felt that as someone who was originally in the action team, his intelligence gathering level was passable.

In fact, Bo Yezaki never intended to test him or anything. He just had a hard time making choices. Ireland was willing to go to several places to send him all the foods he liked, and he was happy to eat them.

"This is the intelligence I've gathered." Ireland respectfully placed the documents on the table, hoping that Bo Yezaki would have time to give him some pointers.

After finishing his meal, Bo Yezaki picked up the documents and flipped through them, then nodded: "Let's schedule an appointment with him; it's time to go."

Ireland breathed a sigh of relief.

He's actually not very good at this kind of thing; it would be great if he could just pass.

"I'll contact them right away!" Ireland said with a beaming smile, feeling that everything was going extremely smoothly.

The idea came to an end on the day of the appointment, when Ireland drove to pick up Potts.

Ireland stared blankly at Potts.

A bright red shirt, layered under a black haori, a silver cross around the neck and striking green earrings, a string of unidentifiable objects on the wrist, a red hair clip in the hair, a brown cowboy hat, and pale legs peeking out from loose black capri pants and ankle boots...

Ugh!

Ireland must be vomiting blood.

Although he had known for a long time that Potts was always like this and was used to it, today still deeply shocked him.

This isn't a casual outing! This is a visit to see some elders! They're all quite old; is it appropriate to dress like this for a visit? This is inappropriate.

Because he had a slight objection in his mind, Ireland did not drive off immediately after getting into the car in Potts, but instead asked tactfully.

"Don't we need to wear formal attire?"

Even if it's not formal attire, don't dress so...so...so avant-garde! Even a young man like him can't handle it!

What if we aggravate the elder's heart condition? Wouldn't this visit turn into a major accident?

Potts, however, felt perfectly normal: "No need, I represent the Boss."

Ireland's mentality is a bit broken.

You know you represent the Boss, and you still dress like this? Isn't this damaging the Boss's image?! The Boss can't possibly dress like this all the time, can he?!

No, no, no, Potts is a man who thinks more than he does; perhaps there's something he hasn't considered...

“If you’re representing the Boss, shouldn’t you be wearing formal attire?” Ireland continued, subtly trying to get an answer.

Potnis sighed.

Before he could say anything, Ireland already felt guilty.

Potts must have thought he was stupid, but he really didn't understand!

"Do you remember what the purpose of our mission is?" Pottnis asked.

Ireland, as if being randomly selected for questioning, immediately replied, "On behalf of the Boss, I am trying to build relationships with the elders."

“That’s just a facade,” Potts said. “We’re using the excuse of building relationships to test their attitudes toward the organization and the Boss. No matter what I’m dressed for, I represent the Boss. If they reveal their true thoughts because of my casual attire, then we’ve gained something.”

"I see!" Ireland finally understood Botness's good intentions. "Then you're dressed a bit too modestly. The outfit you wore last time we met was much better."

"It wouldn't be good to make it too obvious," Potnis said. "Black tones are fine, they fit the atmosphere of our organization. We have to give the elders some face, after all."

Ireland readily accepted the offer and started the vehicle, heading towards his destination.

Meanwhile, Ran Mouri and Masumi Sera are invited by Sonoko Suzuki to go out for dessert.

This was a girls' special, and Sera Masumi felt a little disappointed that she didn't bring Conan Edogawa along.

However, it's nice to relax occasionally, have dessert with the girls, and chat about topics without any hidden meanings.

Sera Masumi quickly adjusted her mindset and joined in the tea party.

Because they chose window seats, they would look out the window whenever something caught their attention, such as a bird perched on the window.

For example...

“Look, that ice cream must be delicious,” Sonoko Suzuki suddenly gestured for them to look at the mobile ice cream truck outside.

Sera Masumi glanced at it casually, then her gaze suddenly froze.

A muscular man who looked like a foreigner was obediently queuing in front of the ice cream truck.

Because there are many foreigners in Tokyo, the foreigners themselves are not surprising. The discomfort of those around them is more due to the fact that this person's muscles are too strong and his physique is too robust, making the weaker people around him feel intimidated.

What Sera Masumi noticed was the dangerous aura emanating from this person's every move... He didn't seem like an ordinary fitness enthusiast! He seemed more like a mercenary!

However, wearing a formal suit that's hardly suitable for any event, he's probably working as a bodyguard for a wealthy person... It seems like the employer is a bit difficult, actually letting someone so unsuitable for queuing come to queue for ice cream...

Lost in thought, Sera Masumi followed the muscular man who had just received the ice cream with her gaze, and found that he had stopped next to an inconspicuous car on the side of the road.

The rear window rolled down, revealing a section of a haori sleeve sticking out and a wrist adorned with a bunch of bracelets.

Sera Masumi: "………………"

Sera Masumi: "!!!"

Wait! Is that Potts?! It really is Potts, right?!

He usually wanders around alone, but today he's dressed like this and getting picked up... Could it be that he has something important to do?!

Should she go with them?!

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Potts: Give the elders some face, the main color today is black.

Then she paired it with a bright red shirt...

This is a bit outrageous in the eyes of the elderly.