With such a generous reward, Maori Kogoro was like a chicken with blood pumped up. It was also coincidental that he was dressed neatly, so he immediately started to act.

To be honest, this kind of commission without much to go on is very troublesome to do, but it is also very simple.

The client clearly stated that he didn't know what he would find, and if he met someone with no professional ethics, he would just hand over something casually. But fortunately, although Maori Kogoro was a little silly at times, he was a good person.

The only clue he had was the address, so he could only start from the address. Moreover, compared to other addresses, his own home was the easiest place to start.

I hadn't left yet, so I naturally took the opportunity to offer my help, and Kogoro Mori did not refuse. This office was not his original house, but a place he rented and then bought before he resigned.

So, is there anything left behind by the previous owner of the house?

Kogoro Mori, who had never made any major changes to the house and whose daily cleaning was done by Ran Mori, was not too sure for a moment.

So I would naturally start working in this detective agency, and I would hide the last layer of security in this detective agency myself.

"The three black men just now, were they your people or yours?" I had just moved the table away a little and was about to observe the Maori Office first when Conan, who had been paying attention to me, stood behind me.

I kept moving my hands without even turning my head. "What do you mean?"

"Neither you nor Mr. Amuro obviously want me to have contact with that person." His tone was calm, no longer as nervous as it was in the past few days, and the last syllable of his voice did not fall, and it was obviously not a closing remark, as if he had something else to say.

But after a pause of a few seconds, I waited and found that he didn't speak.

Did you swallow your words?

I laughed, "Just because of this?" How can this be considered as evidence?

"Of course this is not evidence, and I don't need evidence." Conan suddenly said.

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, and the thing in my hand fell to the ground. I turned around and pinched his face woodenly.

"What are you doing?" Conan looked at my enlarged face and hands, thinking I was going to do something, but he just pinched my face.

It's like someone is trying to tease a child seriously, which is outrageous.

In his opinion, it should be scary too.

But I just wanted to confirm that the child had not been replaced by someone else. "No evidence? Is that your line?"

Conan: ???

I am also confused. Who can disguise himself as Conan, who is so young?

Shirley can, but the two of them have very different styles. Even if she disguises herself, I can easily see through her. Besides, disguises are useless to me.

I'm not pretending anymore, I'm going to show my cards. I have a cheat, if you have the guts go report me, there's no GM here.

Without further ado, I quickly figured out all the structures of the Maori Detective Agency, the load-bearing columns, building materials and room layout, all of which were in my hands.

Of course, there has been no progress regarding the commission, since I was the one who wrote it in the first place.

Walking down the stairs, I turned my head and saw Toru Amuro standing in the window. He had his name tag on his chest hanging upside down, as if it was just carelessness. But I knew he was sending me a secret signal.

So I didn't leave immediately, but sat down and ordered something to be made freshly prepared. I sat at the kitchen counter and watched what he was doing with his hands.

"Any catch up there?" he asked, sprinkling spaghetti into the wok, talking and working at the same time.

I shook my head. "Mr. Maori has lived there for more than ten years and has not found anything special. Besides, the note only has the handwriting at the back, so it may not be here..."

"No, it's right up there." He cut a few small tomatoes. "I've got the information. Let's not talk about the source of the letter today. The person is——"

"It was the people on the previous train. I paid special attention to them."

"Yes, codenamed Black Widow, she's a tough character. She's also the only one I know of who has held an important position here after switching from Pandora without even changing her codename." He thought, "But before this, there were many rumors about him, but few people actually saw him. If it's something that even he was sent here to find..."

You don't need to point it out to know that it must be something extraordinary.

I lowered my eyes, avoiding his gaze, and said, "What kind of things could be hidden in someone else's house for so many years? What place would never move even if the owner of the house changed or the house was renovated?"

"Load-bearing wall." His eyes flashed.

The structure of the house may change, not to mention the style of furniture inside.

But the load-bearing walls will never be demolished.

If someone wants to hide something, this is the only option.

"I've seen it before. You can't tell from the outside."

"The data that Feng Jian checked just now has also been sent. The house has passed through many hands before Mr. Maori. There was a system error in one of the data not long ago, and some of the data was lost."

"Accident?"

"What do you think?"

Of course not, I did something wrong. For a common database like this, no special action is needed. A network system is enough. Although it took some time, I finally did it without any mistakes.

"Kazami is trying to recover the data, but tracing back... the office's supporting pillar may have hidden something. If we want to find it, we have to find a way to get Mr. Mori and the others out first." Amuro spoke in a low voice. There was no one else around, and Azusa Enomoto was also standing farther away.

I nodded. "Nothing was gained today. Mr. Maori will be out this afternoon - or tomorrow at the latest, to investigate other places with the same number. Ms. Maori will be taking exams in the next few days and will not have time to help him clean up the house. The actual search of the office should be handed over to Ms. Maori after she finishes her exams."

"I'm not sure about Black Widow's intention yet, but I will keep a close eye on him. Or maybe..." When Amuro Toru said this, his lips seemed to move a few times, but with my hearing ability, I couldn't hear it clearly.

I shifted my position. "What did you say?"

"Nothing. I don't have time right now, but I've heard rumors that Gin has arrived in Tokyo before he's fully recovered from his injuries. He suffered a loss last time, and now he's under great pressure. I'm afraid he'll commit another big crime." He also mentioned some rumors he had heard about the organization, as well as the previous intelligence compilation -

What he said was something I knew. "Gin and Black Widow have worked together many times. They act in a similar way. I'm worried that Black Widow's behavior just now was linked to Gin. I need someone to help me keep an eye on Gin's actions. Kazami and the others showed up in the bar before. I have a way to stabilize her in Bermode, and she didn't complete the mission to help people infiltrate Tokyo pretending to be Curacao. The danger level is not high for the time being."

Oh, so what you mean is that you want to give this job to me?

It's an honor.

"Don't worry, there's no problem keeping an eye on Gin, the difficult part is finding where he is." I raised my eyes and looked at Toru Amuro.

He gave me a reassuring look, silently put the prepared pasta on the plate, sprinkled some sesame seeds on it for decoration, then pressed a piece of paper under the plate and placed it in front of me - it was the address where Gin was staying.

As expected, his position in the organization has obviously improved, so intelligence can be easily obtained. The place where a top killer stays should be top secret.

At the same time, it also reflects that the center of the Black Organization's actions this time is Toru Amuro.

"By the way, I heard from Officer Fu that your memory..." He licked his lips, looking a little nervous and embarrassed.

He didn't finish his words, but I certainly understood what he meant.

I felt the unrest in his spiritual world, and at the same time my heart was beating wildly and uncontrollably. I had never felt such emotions before, and the physiological reaction made my expression more real.

I pressed my hand on the edge of the plate, applying a little force between my fingers, but not enough to crack the thin edge. "That's about right..."

I adjusted my mood and made my eyes look as sincere and gentle as possible before I raised my head again. However, it was different from what I imagined. His eyes were not on me, nor did he want to seek anything from me.

Toru Amuro was washing dishes under the faucet with his head down. His golden hair fell in front of him, blocking his expression and making it difficult for me to see clearly.

But I can understand the feeling of being homesick.

So I didn't care, I put my finger on my forehead and continued, "What happened before was due to some... external forces, but there shouldn't be any irreversible damage. You don't have to worry, it shouldn't take long--"

It won't be long before it doesn't matter to you whether the memory is restored or not.

After the incident is over, when Karasuma Renya is dealt with, Toru Amuro, as a core member of "zero", will definitely participate. At that time, find an opportunity for him to "sacrifice" in time, otherwise just stay on the sidelines - he is too sensitive.

As I was thinking, Amuro Toru suddenly reached out his hand. I had been paying attention to him, so I naturally avoided his hand that wanted to touch my head and lift my bangs, and then took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick sterilizer next to me.

"Jingguang." He came out from behind and put his hand on my shoulder, pressing it a little harder. "Gin will go to check out the place in the afternoon and will be back before 7pm."

I understood, and nodded, watching him go to help Enomoto Azusa clean up a table in the back.

What caught my attention was that his brain waves were unusually active. It was obvious that he was very emotional. As expected of a childhood friend, Toru Amuro really cared about Morobushi Kagemitsu's presence.

I remember that when I revealed my identity before, he didn't seem to react so violently. It must be because I couldn't sense his mental fluctuations at that time.

I turned around and looked at the food that looked so good, but I suddenly lost my appetite. The chewy noodles felt like chewing wax.

It tastes good, but I have no appetite.

Morofu Kagemitsu, is this the feeling of Morofu Kagemitsu's body?

Did your body sense my intention to get rid of you, and that's why you cried so sadly?

Oh shit, why is it a little sweet?