Chapter 3

After the conversation, Toru Amuro closed the door and stood outside for a while. His expression was relaxed. It was obvious that the brief confrontation at the end had eased his mood, which had hit rock bottom.

However, this emotion only lasted for a short second. The person in the room still gave him a headache.

With a sigh, Toru Amuro sent an email to his public security subordinate, Yuya Kazami.

[Check this person, black hair and black eyes, no tear moles near the corners of the eyes, Chinese, Kitahara Yuki. —— Furuya Rei]

At the end of the email was a frontal photo of the hacker left in the surveillance at the Poirot Cafe.

Toru Amuro recalled the conversation between the two five minutes ago.

Toru Amuro: "Who are you looking for?"

Kitahara Yuki's expression was not good, "Go and pull out the frontal photo of me from the surveillance camera of Café Polo. I have black hair and black eyes, no tear moles at the corners of my eyes, and everything else is similar. I'm Chinese, and my name is Kitahara Yuki!"

"Twins?" Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows.

Kitahara Yuki didn't want to answer this question. He wanted to turn over, but because of the posture, he gave up the plan in annoyance.

God knows that in the vest mimicry state, the face of vest No. 1 is almost exactly the same except for the eye color and tear mole. If the remaining three vests are the same!

Then he will probably go crazy!

Who can explain scientifically the scientific feasibility of the quintuplets having different eye colors! ! !

Amuro Toru: "Is that your brother?"

It was obvious that a 20-year-old adult did not want his body to be the smaller one. The childish desire to win that belonged to the boy made Kitahara Yuki decisively say: "That's my brother!" Amuro

Toru: "You don't have a photo of your brother?"

... He actually needed him to pull up surveillance photos.

Kitahara Yuki was interested: "If you are willing to give me a computer, I can give you his photo."

... Amuro Toru did not agree or refuse, but suddenly felt that it was not safe to put electronic products in this room. Knowing that this person was not prepared to provide any useful clues, Amuro Toru walked out of the room.

The memory ended.

Toru Amuro sat on the sofa, his eyes fell on the mobile phone and computer on the coffee table. He had already seen Kitahara Yuki's mobile phone. Mr. Hacker was even too lazy to set a password. The phone was clean and there was no trace.

The hacker in the room seemed to appear suddenly. Except for the surveillance of the Polo Cafe, there was no surveillance that left his image! The hacker's skills were extremely advanced. He handled all the surveillance that might expose himself.

What's more, the hacker just showed extremely high reasoning ability.

Extremely high reasoning ability + top hacking skills, this is not a simple arithmetic problem of 1+1=2.

Toru Amuro leaned on the sofa, rubbed his swollen temples, his expression was cold, his lips were pressed into a straight line, the guy who needed to access the FBI and public security databases was also a big problem.

After sorting out his equipment, Toru Amuro planned to put aside the big problem of hackers for the time being and complete the mission of the Black Organization first. The next day

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The warm winter sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled on the young man on the bed. His cold white skin was coated with a layer of light halo, and his light golden pupils had an inorganic coldness at this moment. Kitahara Yuki said to the other person in the room: "Let me go." After that, Kitahara Yuki shook his wrist, and there was a pair of silver handcuffs. Last night, after talking, Amuro Toru untied the rope that tied him up, and rudely handcuffed his left hand to the hollow rectangular wood in the middle of the bed. The bedside was very suitable for handcuffs. Kitahara Yuki almost thought that this was a new bed that Mr. Public Security had bought specifically to handcuff him. Kitahara Yuki groaned and couldn't help saying, "This isn't a bed you bought specially? Mr. Public Security, I didn't expect you to be so playful." Toru Amuro Toru was not angry at Kitahara Yuki's provocation. He put breakfast on the bedside table with a good temper, "I need to go to work. If you have anything, you can call my colleagues." Obviously, Kitahara Yuki, who had been handcuffed all night, was not in a good mood. He said in a mocking tone, "What colleagues? Public Security colleagues or mafia colleagues? Or colleagues in the cafe?" Amuro Toru did not answer, but turned and left. "Hey!" Kitahara Yuki shouted, "I need to solve a physiological problem! Come back here!" Amuro Toru turned around and said, "Do you need me to handcuff you in the bathroom?" Kitahara Yuki said coldly, but in the end, it was Kazami Yuya who came in and resolved the dispute between the two. Kitahara Yuki, who was rarely quiet, no longer paid attention to Kazami Yuya. He fixed his eyes on the transparent light screen in front of him. [Countdown: 2 days, 8 hours and 23 minutes] [Vest No. 1 Shaping Value 21%] After one night, the Shaping Value did not change at all. It seems that he can no longer get any benefits from Amuro Toru, so he needs to change his target. If he can meet Conan, the Shaping Value should increase significantly, and the task may not take 3 days to complete. As for why he didn't go directly to Conan at the beginning, it was probably because he was afraid that he would unfortunately become a "victim" if he approached the Death God Elementary School Student when nothing was guaranteed! Become a member of the Corpse Brothers. The most frustrating battle is probably to die before the mission is accomplished! However, how to leave here is also a problem. Looking at his 40 strength, Kitahara Yuki gave up the plan of a strong attack! Kitahara Yuki shook his left hand, perhaps because of the vest camouflage, the thin white wrist only rubbed against the handcuffs slightly, but left a series of red marks. With his light golden eyes narrowed slightly and a brilliant smile on his face, Yuki Kitahara said to Yuya Kazami who was staring at him in the room: "Mr. Officer, please don't be so nervous. I'm just a powerless programmer." Yuya Kazami did not answer, still staring at Yuki Kitahara warily. "Can you give me a computer? I'm a little bored and just want to play a game. You can block the Internet so that I can't do anything bad." Yuya Kazami (staring.jpg) "Then can you give me a cup of espresso?" Yuya Kazami (staring.jpg) Yuki Kitahara was speechless and struggled to maintain a smile and said: "Are you dumb?!"

Yuya Kazami cleared his throat, "Mr. Furuya told me not to talk to you."

Yuki Kitahara: ...

Mr. Public Security is really good at this.

"Please tell that Mr. Public Security that I don't want to stay here, I want to go out. If I can't go out, don't you want to know that I have set up the program in advance to send Furuya Zero's information to the Public Security or the Black Organization."

Yuki Kitahara still had a bright smile on his face. He spoke slowly, except for some gritting of teeth, and the pleasure of satisfying his desire for control.

Yuya Kazami widened his eyes in surprise, he picked up the phone with a serious face and walked out.

I don't know how long I waited, when Yuki Kitahara was drowsy, the cold voice of Amuro Toru rang in his ears.

"You should wake up."

The cold voice made Kitahara Yuki shudder. He raised his eyes in a daze and saw Toru Amuro who looked unhappy.

Kitahara Yuki was not angry at Toru Amuro's cold face. Instead, he was a little happy. His light golden eyes were tinged with joy, and even the tuft of black hair on his forehead moved happily.

"Can I go out now?" Kitahara Yuki shook his handcuffed wrists, motioning Toru Amuro to untie him. He continued, "You can't keep me locked up here. You can take me with you when you go to work at the Polo Cafe. At least let me get some fresh air!"

Toru Amuro untied the handcuffs expressionlessly.

Kitahara Yuki, who did not intend to offend Toru Amuro too much, softened his voice, "You see, I am still very sincere in cooperating with you, otherwise your information would have been in the Black Organization long ago."

Toru Amuro's expression was still very cold.

Kitahara Yuki shrank his neck, thinking that he would not be beaten! This guy is considered to be at the top of the science world in terms of fighting power. I wonder if he is strong enough to punch in his fake vest state?

"Just follow me and don't play any tricks."

Kitahara Yuki nodded and stood quietly aside to show that he was very obedient.

After arriving at the Poirot Café smoothly, Kitahara Yuki greeted Miss Azusa Enomoto in a very social way and sat down in a corner inside the workbench. He

also waved to Toru Amuro, who had regained his former gentleness, to show that he really had no intention of causing trouble and that he was very obedient now.

Toru Amuro did not comment, but his eyes were always on Kitahara Yuki.

Kitahara Yuki looked around and did not see any trace of the Death God Elementary School Student, so he felt a little bored. And he rubbed his cheeks when Toru Amuro wasn't paying attention.

He was almost frozen with laughter because of playing the role of Vest No. 1. God knows he had a cold face before he traveled through time!

"Mr. Amuro, can I have a cup of espresso? The same as yesterday." Kitahara Yuki came to Toru Amuro and whispered.

Toru Amuro nodded without much expression.

Enomoto Azusa looked at Toru Amuro in surprise. Amuro-kun was a little strange. He looked very gentle usually, but today he was so cold to Mr. Hase.

Kitahara Yuki, who got a cup of espresso, finally met Edogawa Conan and Mouri Ran when he finished the last sip of coffee!

Kitahara Yuki's eyes lit up. It was time for the graduates of the acting department to start performing again!

But this time, Kitahara Yuki didn't rush forward, but sat in the corner to observe the interaction between Conan, Mao Lilan, and Amuro Toru, touching his chin from time to time, with a thoughtful expression.

Conan pulled Amuro Toru's sleeve, glanced at Kitahara Yuki in the corner, and asked in a low voice, "Amuro brother, who is that person?"

Amuro Toru didn't answer, because Kitahara Yuki had already walked forward at this time, with a smile in his light golden eyes, he curled his lips and stared at Conan.

"Little brother, you have a lot of secrets."