Dashang Zhushan, who was killed by Qianjian, had murderous intentions. From the ethical point of view of the Five Star Group, evil is used to eliminate evil, and violence is used to control violence, which is within the acceptable range.

And it itself has certain connections with the black organization...

The five-star team has never been afraid of poaching people.

"Don't look like that, Master Kaito."

Senjian Shidai is not young, so he eats very quickly. In a few minutes, the food on his plate will be empty.

She wiped her mouth and looked at Kaito who looked tired.

"I don't want to implicate you. After all, what you do still has certain risks. If the people in that organization find out that I am still alive, they will definitely get rid of you all."

Senjian Yudai also spent a lot of time at Kaito's house. She usually helped with housework, just like in her own home. She looked friendly to Kaito and didn't want to harm him.

But Kuroba Kaito also didn't understand, "But didn't I also say that? The leader of the five-star group, my Uncle Blade, he is undercover in that organization! And he is also a high-level person..."

"As you said, he couldn't organize a sniper operation at that time."

Senjian Yushiro saw it more clearly than Kaito, and said calmly and calmly:

"It shows that this gentleman still has care in that organization and cannot act unscrupulously based on his own ideas... In a sense, it also shows that the organization is even more irresistible."

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

Okay, he admits defeat. Anyway, he says he can't defeat Granny Qianjian at all.

...The problem is that that was not his focus just now!

"That Qianjian Granny, she mainly wants to become a full-time official! This has nothing to do with that organization at all..."

Kuroba Kaito took the last bite and lay weakly on the table, "And mother-in-law, if you know anything about that organization, just tell me. Uncle Ren has also lost contact recently, and I have two eyes here.

A touch of darkness..."

His only mission now is to go to Yokohama to help Fu Jingguang disguise himself.

But Jingguang is worthy of being a Japanese police officer, and he learns things very quickly, and he just learned a simple disguise technique.

As a result, Kaito now only goes to deliver materials, make meals and so on.

The other thing is to steal gems and see if I can seduce someone from another small and broken organization.

"...Actually, what I said in the annex is most of what I know. I don't even know the membership of that organization."

Seeing that Kuroba Kaito was a little frustrated, Senjian Yushiro sighed slightly.

Seeing that she was showing signs of relenting, Kaito instantly became energetic. He turned his hands over and handed the conjured notebook and pen directly to Senjian Yoyo with a flattering smile:

"That's not a problem! Mother-in-law, just write down whatever you know~ I actually know a little bit about that organization, we can communicate~"

Terai Huangnosuke: "..."

Master Kaito, pay attention to your appearance!

"...Why do you want to know the organization's information so much?" Qianjian Fengshi blinked, "If you ask your boss, he should know a lot more than me, right?"

Kuroba Kaito smiled helplessly, "He is just like you, mother-in-law... When I asked about the organization, he said that knowing too much is not good, but it is very curious."

"Indeed..."

Senjian Yueyo nodded in agreement, "It's really strange that you, a phantom thief, have the curiosity of a detective."

Kuroba Kaito: "..."

Is there any inevitable connection between the detective, the phantom thief, and curiosity...the three?

He doesn't understand.

Qianjian Jiedai added: "There is another saying, curiosity killed the cat."

Kuroba Kaito looked serious: "I am Kaitou Kid, not a cat."

"……All right."

Qianjian Jiangdai reluctantly took the pen and paper.

Kuroba Kaito was extremely excited: He had been working hard for so many days, has it finally come time to unlock the secret?

Although there is a high probability that it is something vague, it is still much better than Uncle Ren not telling him anything.

Time passes bit by bit in the process of thousands of generations of writing.

…

Nishitama stronghold.

Gin played with his new mobile phone.

He actually misses his old big brother, after all, he has been with him for many years.

But then I thought about it, in a sense, my mobile phone was the "evolution" of Big Brother, and Gin felt that this PHS was very kind.

Unfortunately, it is still a relatively primitive one and does not have a greedy snake on it.

Otherwise, Gin felt that in addition to mine clearance, he could have one more entertainment project.

There is just one thing that makes Gin have a problem with it——

Why can’t I turn off the sound of the phone’s keystrokes?

Gin searched for a long time in the settings, and finally rolled his eyes and threw the phone to Vodka to tinker with it.

He didn't want to call a series of numbers that day, and the next second the spy could tell from the change in his voice what call he was calling.

But Vodka studied it for a few minutes and said that it might be necessary to remove the speaker, but in this case, there would be no sound when the call came in.

Gin could only be speechless about this.

In what era is this mobile phone so retarded? Can’t even turn off the button sound?

(Ke Xue era)

Ten minutes later...

Gin Jiu held the phone and pressed the buttons, having a great time.

He even typed in every cell phone number he remembered and listened to the melody composed of these numbers.

Including the boss’s garbled number.

"Speaking of which, when mobile phones develop further in the future, communication will be all about sending text messages directly."

Gin's mouth twitched.

Well, if it develops further, Penguin and Weixin might be able to use it.

...But whether the world can develop those things is still open to question.

If it really doesn’t work, let Xie develop it when there is a smart phone... Hey, this is a good idea!

I don’t know how long it took for Gin to start in the Internet era.

He only remembered that Conan was already using a smartphone at that time, but he didn't know how long it would take now.

However, most of the eldest brothers have evolved into PHS, so it shouldn’t take too long, right?

Only then did Gin remember that he hadn't looked at the calendar for a long time. After groping in his pocket for a while, he took out his handwritten version of the Noah calendar.

The special calendar produced by Noah is kind enough to mark the year in front of each date.

Gin looked at this big year starting with 2 and fell into deep thought.

Sure enough, it’s outrageous and it’s Conan!

He silently put away the calendar - out of sight, out of mind.

Then, Gin picked up the phone and continued to play with the dialing keys to guess the music.

The best guess is the garbled number of the unscrupulous boss: no matter who dials this number, it will be empty, and it must be the number of an organization member to dial.

"O Crow, why do you sing..."

Gin hummed along with the keys, "Because the crow is in the mountains... there are seven lovely children..."

This is a nursery rhyme related to crows, an old antique song from more than seventy years ago:

"Seven Children".
Chapter completed!