Ai is going to be researching an antidote these next few days.
To avoid disturbing her, Kwangyu stayed obediently in the office.
He was playing video games in the living room in the afternoon when he suddenly received a text message.
It was posted by Kiichiro Numabuchi.
Basically, it means that the five million has been received.
But the group of people behind the other party were somewhat unhappy when they found out.
Therefore, Kiichiro Numabuchi used some methods that would be censored.
A few people were accidentally injured.
He was told this because Kiichiro Numabuchi was worried about the potential consequences.
So I'll tell him first and ask him what to do.
Although Guangyou believes his strength is decent, he wouldn't be so immature as to fight against those people.
Reconciliation is of course the best option.
He simply took back the five million that originally belonged to Uncle Mori.
I didn't take more money than I should have.
As for the method of reconciliation...
Of course, it's about showcasing your abilities.
It wasn't a big deal, and the other party didn't suffer any losses.
If they were capable enough, they wouldn't want to make an extra enemy over such a trivial matter.
Everyone here is smart; they know how to make the right choice.
He asked Kiichiro Numabuchi to gather information about the other party.
He'll go talk to those people tonight.
After receiving a reply from Kiichiro Numabuchi, Kousuke put away his phone and continued playing the game.
...
Time slips away quietly.
The sun sets behind the western mountains.
While playing a game, Guangyou suddenly heard Xiaolan's voice:
"Kuangyou, are you busy right now?"
"If you're free, could you go to the convenience store and buy me a bottle of soy sauce?"
"Okay, I'll go right now!"
After replying, Kōyū turned off the game console, got up, and left the agency.
After buying the soy sauce and returning home, just as he was about to go upstairs, Guangyou saw Uncle Mori leaning against the window of the office on the second floor, calling out to him:
"Kuangyou, please bring the newspaper from my mailbox up here!"
"good!"
As soon as he opened the mailbox, Guangyou saw a file folder in addition to the newspaper.
"Who is this for?"
He picked up the file folder and squeezed it.
It's quite thin.
There's something inside that looks like a small notebook.
I looked through it again.
His name was found on the file folder.
"For me?"
After a few seconds of confusion, Guangyou suddenly remembered.
He smiled and muttered to himself:
"So that's what it was."
Some time ago, when he was chatting with Shuichi Akai, Shuichi Akai said he wanted to get him an identity.
I haven't been in contact with Shuichi Akai for the past few days, and I don't know if I'll be able to get his identity.
I never expected to have it now.
Of course, it's definitely not an official identity.
To put it simply, he's just a temporary worker right now.
But temporary workers are enough.
He casually put his ID in his pocket, took the newspaper and soy sauce and went upstairs.
First, go to the second floor to give the newspaper to Uncle Mori, then go back to the third floor to give the soy sauce to Ran.
Then, Guangyou went straight into his room, took out his ID, and examined it carefully.
To be honest, even though he was a temporary worker, his credentials were quite impressive.
After admiring it for a while, Guangyou nodded in satisfaction.
Having a legal identity makes things much easier.
He suddenly realized that he could use this identity when he went to see those people tonight.
Although it doesn't have jurisdiction over Japan, it is still a national-level organization.
It's the kind of thing that everyone knows.
It sounds very intimidating.
Those people probably can't tell the difference between temporary workers and regular employees.
...
It's late at night.
The office was completely silent.
In the dimly lit room, Kōyū found the black robe he wore when he persecuted Akai Shuichi.
He changed into a black robe and took his temporary worker's ID and weapons.
After he finished preparing, he was ready to set off.
But just as he was about to leave, Kwangyu suddenly stopped what he was doing.
He looked at Conan, who was resting with his eyes closed on the bed to the side, and said:
"Alright, stop pretending to be asleep."
"Ask whatever you want, I have to go out."
Realizing he had been discovered, Conan stopped pretending to be asleep.
He sat on the bed, put on his glasses, and, by the moonlight, examined Guangyou, asking:
"What mission are you going to carry out?"
"I'm just going to deal with some trouble." Kōyū didn't try to hide anything and told Conan.
After explaining, he said to Conan:
"I'll be back soon."
"I brought things just in case."
"As long as they cooperate well, I won't do anything."
"And I assure you, even if there is an accident, I will try my best to only incapacitate people without taking their lives."
He knew that Conan was reasonable, but he also had his own principles.
Besides, he's not stupid; he wouldn't do something like that.
That is, to talk to that group of people while posing as a temporary worker.
Let's resolve this already minor issue.
After waving to Mitsuyuki Asahi, Conan said:
"No, that's not it. I trust you'll know what's good for you."
"I was just asking."
"You didn't tell me before."
"When I saw you change into this outfit, I thought you were going to do something like that again."
This worry was clearly unnecessary, and Guangyou shook his head in denial:
No, it won't.
"I have no reason to do those things now."
"And that gave me a reason not to do those things."
Although Kwang-yu was wearing a mask at the time, making it impossible to see his expression.
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