When Conan came to apologize to him, Sugawa Gen was standing at the door, biting his lips almost until they bled before he managed to keep from changing his expression.

It was he who came up with the idea of ​​acting out a scene. Shuichi Akai didn't know the specific reason, but was happy to cooperate. While eating downstairs, he pretended to casually propose an action plan to arouse Conan's interest. In this disadvantageous situation, if Conan wanted to know the action plan, he had to hear it from them, which gave Sugawa Gen an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

If Conan wanted to know the specific actions, he had to ask them, which meant he had to agree to their requests and take the opportunity to correct some of his wrong ideas. Therefore, when Sugawa Gen was going through old accounts downstairs, he was really angry.

He knew that if Conan wanted to know, he had thousands of ways to get the information, but no, he had to gain control before Conan could react. He had to put Conan at a disadvantage. Conan could not act recklessly in this operation.

Although I feel a little sorry for him, this is the inevitable choice.

But he vaguely felt that even so, Conan would not be very content and could only take one step at a time.

"I'm sorry, I will be obedient and not mess around."

The young detective had a sincere expression, and his pure blue eyes were filled with a convincing light.

Gen Sugawa has always been very fond of Conan. In the past, when Conan got into trouble, Gen Sugawa would take the initiative to forgive him without Conan having to be humble. But this time, he had a cold face and went downstairs without saying a word.

"I'm going out for a while."

Akai Shuichi leaned out and symbolically comforted the young detective, "It's okay, he's not really angry, it will be fine when he comes back from relaxing."

The red and white faces match well, and Conan repeatedly hesitates between the cold and hot attitudes. He was trapped for a while and didn't realize anything was wrong.

"Come on, I'll tell you." Being a good guy, Shuichi Akai waved at him.

When Qichuan Gen left home, he didn't go far, he just walked around the neighborhood.

The weather was fine, the breeze was pleasant, the moonlight was bright, and the stars were shining. He stood at the intersection and answered the call from Jingguang.

"I've already contacted Zero."

Qichuan Yuan looked aimlessly at the slowly ticking red and red lights, "Congratulations."

"As expected, the organization has begun to suspect him. Thanks to your reminder, Zero has successfully escaped. He has now successfully left the organization. Next time, we will be companions fighting side by side again." Zhu Fu Jingguang said gently, "He asked me to say thank you to you."

Sugawa Gen kicked the stone at his feet, his eyes calm, "Although this message does not convey his sincerity, I accept it."

"Besides that, he also asked me to convey a message." Morobushi Jingguang's voice was a little distorted, but one could hear his faint smile.

Qichuan Yuan slowly thought about it and figured out the reason. His face was calm, his eyes echoed with the starry sky, but he was ruthless when he spoke, "You don't need to apologize. He has done nothing wrong to me. And if you want to apologize, I can't accept it in the form of a message."

He was not angry at Toru Amuro's long-term targeting. From the day he decided to help Jingguang hide the truth, he had already anticipated the sudden and violent malicious intent that was to come.

He was just angry at Toru Amuro's excitement in hurting Matsuda. Even though Matsuda didn't seem to have any negative emotions, it didn't prevent him from "meddling in other people's business."

"As expected, Zero wants to apologize for what he did to you in the past. He regrets causing you so much trouble. I bet you will not agree."

Zhufu Jingguang laughed softly, and he sounded in a good mood. "I made the right bet. Zero now owes me a meal."

There was a sudden burst of blinding white light in front of him. Qichuan Gen closed his eyes subconsciously. When the roaring engine sound disappeared from his ears, he opened his eyes and saw a black car speeding past, its taillights glowing an ominous red in the dark.

He seemed to have seen that car somewhere before.

"Jingguang knows me well. Accidents happen when the bet is wrong." Qichuan Yuan agreed calmly, "I must defeat him. Take me with you next time."

"Okay." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled. He heard the noise from this side and asked, "Are you outside?"

"Well, come out and relax."

"Okay, I still have work to do, you should go back and rest early."

"Okay, bye."

The call was quickly hung up. Qichuan Yuan put his phone in his pocket and looked in the direction where the black car was going. There was no one there. He looked for a while, holding the phone tightly, and suddenly felt cold and hot - he had seen that car in that video before.

He is always calm, and maybe has his moments of emotional fluctuation, but he can always use reason to overcome emotion.

Just like this time, between his mother and overthrowing the organization, he resolutely chose the latter.

Perhaps this has something to do with the loyalty running in his blood - he would enter reincarnation again and again for the person he recognized. But when that person changed beyond recognition, he felt that his sincerity had been trampled on, and at this time that person didn't seem that important anymore.

It's a good thing that my mother is still alive.

He was sad that his mother had become the kind of person she hated the most.

His mother became someone he didn't recognize and whom he could give up.

Moreover, he has his own selfish motives. He is a self-centered, sophisticated egoist. He has been here for a long time and doesn't want to go back to the underground world filled with gunpowder. Maybe he can convince his mother to choose to surrender herself, and then everyone will be happy.

But this possibility is not strong, it is almost like a fantasy.

Dark clouds came from somewhere, and the expansion of haze quietly obscured a corner of the moon.

The cell phone rang again, and the melodious piano music broke the silent darkness. Qichuan Gen looked at the caller ID with a complicated look - "Gin.

He pursed his lips and answered the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, neither of them spoke. Qichuan Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the ground. A piece of grass stubbornly emerged from the cement, and a black insect was hanging on the tip of the leaf, gnawing on it.

The sound of light breathing flowed through the microphone.

"Have you decided?" Gin said in a calm voice.

Sugawa Gen understood what he was asking. In the decisive battle between the organization and the police, where would he stand?

It was this question that made him completely confirm that the organization was indeed aware of the police's actions. It seemed that the undercover agent arranged by the organization in the police had a high position and was deeply trusted.

Qichuan Yuan's mind was full of thoughts, his eyelashes trembled unconsciously, and he said calmly, "Yeah."

Gin didn't say anything and waited quietly for a while. When he found that Gen Sugawa had nothing else to say, he hung up the phone. A cold busy tone rang in his ears. With a "beep", the phone returned to its original interface.

Before hanging up, Gen Sugawa seemed to hear Vermode's voice.

The next time we meet, we will be clear enemies.

He felt a little emotional for a while, and was reluctant in his heart. From childhood to adulthood, it seemed that except for his mother, Matsuda and Jingguang, all the warmth, tolerance and favor he felt came from the organization.

Gin, Belmode, Vodka...

They may be able to stop children from crying at night, and their cold or beautiful appearance may cover a cold soul. Although they are a little unreliable and dangerous, Qichuan Yuan truly feels relaxed around them. Here he understands the feeling of having someone supporting him from behind.

But that's all, let's leave the sad and nostalgic things in the past, no one can destroy everything he has fought so hard to get back.

The lights are bright and the corner is extremely dark. A hint of danger flows here, lurking like a beast, waiting for the opportunity to show its sharp claws.

"You're just going to die like this?"

Bermode smiled, but there was obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes, he was angry and his voice was cold.

Gin bit the cigarette, the scarlet spark was particularly obvious in the darkness. He looked at her coldly, "Are you still going to reminisce with him?"

Vodka moved aside silently, feeling extremely cold all over.

Gin lowered his eyes, his features shrouded by a misty white eyelid, "He has already made his choice."

"What a heartless kid." Bermode leaned back on the sofa, absentmindedly shaking the empty glass, "But this is indeed the choice he would make."

In fact, from the very beginning, she had no intention of bringing Qichuan Gen into darkness.

This time he resolutely stood against the organization. Although he felt a little disappointed, he was not surprised either, and even a little excited and secretly happy.

"You are acting on your emotions." Gin exhaled a puff of smoke, his words full of malice, "I hope you can stay sober and don't lose your temper when the time comes."

"I should tell you this." Bermode chuckled, his words full of teasing and ridicule, "I hope you won't be soft-hearted because of the deep feelings you had for raising him in the past."

She put down the cup, put on her sunglasses, and left without saying a word.

How is that possible?

Gin curled the corner of his mouth. Talking about emotions was simply an insult to him.

Compared to the organization, Sugawa Gen is nothing. In the final analysis, he is just a mission target.

Gin crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, lowered the brim of his hat, and disappeared silently into the night with his vodka.

Even if I really invested in it in the past, looking back now, I just think of it as raising a vicious dog that doesn't know how to be grateful.

People in an organization can take it or leave it. Feelings are the least valuable thing and the thing that should not exist here.

This time the action was as swift as thunder. Before most people could react, a battle that might soon be filled with smoke of gunpowder had quietly begun.

Without anyone noticing, the number of cars leaving the city gradually increased, and the residents of Beika Town only noticed that the frequency of police dispatch was a bit high recently. But they did not notice that the police cars that left the city did not come back.

Unconsciously, the action, which was initially defined as catching the leader first and luring the snake out of its hole with Qichuan Yuan, changed its nature. When both parties gradually realized the truth, the action had gradually turned into a game between the police and the criminals.

Will justice triumph over evil, or will it be the other way around? This has become a tacit war between the police's credibility and face and the organization.

The police car left the city. Sugawa Gen was an important protected person. On the night before the scheduled date, a modified bulletproof car was parked at the door of Sugawa Gen's house.

When getting in the car, Qichuan Yuan was a little dazed.

He now had only one thought that was a little unprofessional but very appropriate to the situation - a war was about to break out.