Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Ministry of Public Security.

A relatively tough-looking office worker packed up his things, said hello to his colleagues, and picked up his handbag to get off work.

His face was filled with relief——

This man's name is Hirahara Yoshiro, a clerk of the public security, and an informant of the secret organization "Zero".

At the same time, he is also an undercover agent sent by the organization.

Recently, his workload has inexplicably dropped a lot.

At first, he was worried that his undercover identity had been exposed, and he was frightened for a long time. Later, after his research, he discovered that he was not the only one with a decrease in workload, but almost the entire office.

Everyone is the same.

I heard that the Human Resources Department has introduced a new 'burden reduction order' policy...

After he spent a short period of time cautiously, he found that his work was normal except for a small amount of work. From then on, he felt completely at ease and lived a leisurely life of making jokes during working hours.

Especially after the two important members of the police undercover organization disappeared, Hirahara Yoshiro's leisure level skyrocketed.

…ta da da…

The sound of leather shoes on the tiles was particularly clear, and the corridor seemed unusually empty and lonely.

However, Koshiro Hirahara didn't feel there was any problem - this situation has been like this since the implementation of the 'burden reduction order'. The day shifters left early when they had nothing to do, leaving only a few unlucky ones who had to work the night shift. At this time, either

Whether you are eating or in the office, it is quite normal for the corridor to be empty.

But before he could walk out of the floor and enter the elevator, the cell phone he carried started to buzz.

Pingyuan Xizhilang paused and took out his mobile phone tremblingly - when he saw the call, well, it was his superior leader...

It seems that there is no doubt that the unlucky guy who was selected to work overtime tonight is him.

"Pingyuan... Toze has something to do at home today, so he can't come to the night shift, so I'll ask you to work overtime today."

"Ah, good leadership, no problem leadership."

Today he talks very little as a leader. In the past, he would say a few nice polite words to praise his work and so on...

But Pirahara Yoshiro didn't take it too seriously and turned around and walked towards the office.

The only colleague was a little surprised to see him come back: "Did you forget to bring something?"

Pingyuan Xizhilang lamented: "No, it's my turn to work overtime today."

"Then you are really unlucky..."

The colleague shook his head and looked at his watch, "I'm going out to buy food, can I bring you one?"

"Well, I'll trouble you then."

The office quickly became empty, and Yoshiro Hirahara sat at his workstation, turned on the computer again, and prepared to enter the waiting state.

but……

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

It seemed like something... something dangerous was approaching him!

Although it is only a vague intuition, as a loyal member of the organization, he is still very confident in his intuition.

Pingyuan Xizhilang held his breath for a moment.

The office would be even more eerily quiet, if it weren't for the sound of the clock moving...

……etc.

Isn't the wall clock on the opposite wall?

Why can he hear so clearly from so far away?

He suddenly realized something, looked at his office drawer in horror, and immediately stood up to escape.

However, the moment he stood up, a ray of light that was more dazzling than the sun exploded in front of him. Along with the severe pain transmitted to the sympathetic nerves all over his body, he no longer had time to think, and completely lost consciousness...

downstairs.

The loud explosion failed to make anyone here react - because there was no one else there.

Everyone was dragged to dinner parties in the name of 'friendship'.

"Mr. Fangtani, the person has been dealt with."

The man with eyes stood at the corner of the explosion floor, holding a phone in his hand.

He, Kazami Yuya, is Ryoya Rei's direct subordinate.

"Dispose of the body without making any noise."

The other party's instructions came over the phone.

Obviously, they were jointly involved in the explosion.

"However, this explosion cannot be hidden from the superiors. It is not in line with the original plan. Mr. Fangtani, the next step should be..."

"You don't need to worry about the rest of the matter. If asked by the higher-ups, you can call out the surveillance on the east side of Building C from 2 to 3 o'clock this afternoon;

Tell them that the masked man in the surveillance camera is probably the mastermind of the explosion.

We must not let others know that we are behind this incident.”

"...Yes, I understand."

——

Yoneka Town, the alley between 2-chome and 1-chome.

The old and small repair shop welcomed two customers:

One big, one small.

It was Akai Shuichi and Conan who came to visit Judy.

Recently, they often come to visit the five-star group's nominal "den" every now and then. The owner of the den, Tianle, is not a person who likes to be disturbed, but due to the instructions of his boss, no matter how much he wants to drive people out, he can only

I can bear it.

Conan smiled like a child when facing Tianle: "Good evening, Mr. Hiirago, um...have you had dinner?"

He learned this greeting from Lie.

No matter what the situation is, Lie greets them every day, and the terms of greeting are almost inseparable from 'Have you had breakfast?' 'Have you had lunch?' 'Have you had dinner?'...

Conan can only attribute the reason to the fact that this is the basic custom of the continent on the other side of the sea.

Tianle nodded silently, his tone still very gentle, "I ate it, but it's not your share."

Before Conan and Akai Shuichi could react, he used a mechanism to open the secret door, reached out and knocked on the visitation schedule:

"Fifteen minutes."

Akai Shuichi's brows jumped: "Mr. Hiirago, Judy's situation has improved a lot now, is it possible..." Relax the time limit?

"Can't."

Tianle's gentle tone revealed an imperceptible indifference.

Leaving unfamiliar people in your own territory for fifteen minutes is already the limit.

If the time passes a little longer, he will wonder if these two people have set up any bombs or bugs in the room, added sulfuric acid to the water heater, or painted the nail clippers red...

In fifteen minutes, Tianle thought he could do a lot of things.

So much so that every time he waited for Conan or Shuichi Akai to leave, he would have to spend double the time to eliminate hidden dangers, which was really not cost-effective.

Of course, Akai Shuichi and Conan had no idea about the thoughts of Tianle, a person with the same persecution delusion. They just sighed in their hearts that the other party's control was too strict, and then one big and one small walked into the secret door one after another.

recovery room.

After entering, Tianle closed the door very thoughtfully, leaving them with sufficient privacy.

However, as soon as they entered, Shuichi Akai and Conan were stunned by the sight in front of them.

"...Um, Judy, what are you doing?"

Akai Shuichi looked at the broken straw scattered on the ground, and he and Conan couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths twice.

There are also two formed straw puppets on the table...
Chapter completed!