"Don't be so nervous."

Noticing the expressions of the two, Dr. A Li hurriedly explained:

"When I asked about Dr. Miyano among the friends I knew, someone told me that he had an old classmate who grew up with him from elementary school to high school. He seemed to be called Dejima Shahei, and now he just happened to be doing design. teacher's work."

Hui Yuanai listened in surprise.

Deep in my heart, I was looking forward to it but also a little scared... If it was really someone who had contact with my parents and black organizations, maybe it would have been silenced by now, right?

Even if they were not silenced, are they part of the organization?

Or after he defected, that place is now being closely monitored by the organization?

If that's the case, isn't the present past dangerous...

"What kind of designers are they?" Conan's question interrupted her thoughts.

"I'm not very clear about this..."

Dr. Ali said: "However, I heard that Dr. Miyano published a book at his own expense when he was young. The binding and cover design were made by his old classmates. Although the sales volume is not high, the design is very novel. , the academic reputation is quite good.”

Are you an artist?

Conan had an initial impression in his mind.

Well, the words have come to this point, even if I stop him, this stupid detective will take risks...

"In that case, let's go after breakfast." After Hui Yuanai said this calmly, he opened the door and walked out.

It's useless to think too much, she wants to ask the cadres of a certain organization directly!

"Hello!"

Conan was full of helplessness, but because Ye Gengyi was also at home, it was inconvenient to go out and ask, so he had to close the door again, turned to Dr. A Li and said:

"Doctor, please tell me right now. Although the possibility of inquiring about the details of that designer friend at that time is unlikely, you still have to be careful if this is a trap..."

…

In the kitchen.

Since the rice cooker didn't explode, Ye Gengyi said while holding the sushi, "Dejima Sheping? I don't remember."

"Oh, that's how it is…"

Hui Yuanai leaned against the door, looked at the bedroom door on the other side from time to time, thought for a while, and temporarily suppressed the question about his parents: "We may check later, how about you? "

"Just now Xiaolan called to invite us to eat high-end sushi and dessert at the office at night..."

Ye Gengyi yawned, and said without interest: "It seems that Mr. Mao Li made a lot of money in a certain commission. In order to avoid wasting time in line, I plan to buy some gifts for visiting in the afternoon."

"For a person like you who is afraid of trouble, if you don't want to refuse directly, wouldn't it be fine?" Hui Yuanai was surprised.

"No way, because today is Girl's Day, come and try..."

Ye Gengyi took a prepared piece of sushi, walked to the door and handed it over.

"Well…"

Hui Yuanai subconsciously opened his mouth, and after regaining consciousness, he hurried away with his head lowered, without stopping at all.

…

This late breakfast was quite amicable.

After the meal, Dr. Ali found a reason to visit an old friend, and set off with Conan and Haibara.

It's another day to send warmth to the door with the **** of death...

There are still a few hours until noon.

Ye Geng withdrew his thoughts, went to the basement, and put a black oval sphere on the operating table.

After Hui Yuanai returned from Xianqiao Station, he returned the prop with unknown function to him.

After Ye Genyi recovered the nanorobot attached to it, he restored the original appearance of the high-explosive smoke bomb.

【Sir, considering the dinner at night and your current state of mind, I don't recommend you to perform a respiratory system damage repair experiment. 】

Ye Gengyi thought for a moment, but this time he didn't refute. After a soft 'hmm' sound, he held the high-explosive smoke bomb in his hand.

Speeds that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

On the skin covered by his clothes, a close-fitting body armor instantly condensed, and the high-explosive smoke bomb slid down the corner of the clothes all the way to his waist, and then disappeared together with the whole body armor.

The grid is not enough, technology can make up.

As long as there's a way to combine multiple props into one, it's a thing.

Of course, if the number of nanorobots can reach a certain level, these will no longer be a problem.

Thinking about it, Ye Gengyi took down a transparent glass test tube from the operating table at the side, put some nanorobots in it, and started today's research.

Time passed quietly, and it was already noon in a blink of an eye.

After simply eating some sushi in the crisper, Ye Geng drove out and went to a nearby shopping street to buy some beer and flashy packaged snacks.

Just as he was about to go to other shops to buy some meat and fruit, he happened to see Takagi Tsutomu in a gray suit, scratching his head and walking out of a hamburger shop with a blank face.

On a date?

Get dumped?

Have a case?

Forget it, just pretend you didn't see it... The cadre of a certain organization was thinking about it, and was about to give up buying meat and fruit and leave here quickly. The next second, the familiar greeting came from the ear:

"Huh?! It's Mr. Ye, what a coincidence! Here, I'm here..."

Ye Gengyi: "..."

Sometimes I am quite envious of Conan's invisibility skills...

A cadre of a certain organization thought about it, while standing in the same place expressionlessly, staring straight at the police officer in gray suit who walked in front of him:

"What happened again?"

Hmm... Takagi Tsubasa was looked at a little hairy, and he honestly told the whole story of his visit to this burger restaurant.

"Someone was poisoned to death by potassium cyanate, but after a poison test at the scene of the murder, it was found that only the right side of the victim's trousers, the head of the belt, and between the fingers of the left hand, the handkerchief and the wrapping paper of the hamburger were found. A small amount of poisonous reaction, right?" Ye Gengyi concluded.

"Well, the police department asked me to come here to investigate, but so far I haven't found anything strange."

Takagi said: "The only thing left is a design studio in Kubado-cho that had conflicts with the deceased."

"Oh, come on." Ye Geng nodded slightly, and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Ye! In fact, the murder scene is nearby. Since we met, why don't we go there and have a look together?"

Takagi was ashamed, "Besides, Mr. Ari, Conan and that little girl are also over there..."

When mentioning the design studio ~lightnovelpub.net~ I should have guessed it... Ye Gengyi was silent for a moment and asked:

"Who is the deceased?"

"It seems to be called..."

Takagi Sheru hurriedly flipped through the small book in his hand, "Dejima Shahei."

In the end, it was still taken away by others.

Forget it, after all, he is also Uncle Miyano's friend... After thinking about it, Ye Geng put the things he was carrying into the trunk, and after confirming that the police officer in the gray suit in front of him came on foot, he opened the door and said:

"Get in the car."

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