books44 Chapter 196: The Love-Hate Relationship Between a Righteous Police Officer and a Fallen Avenger
Chapter 196: The Love-Hate Relationship Between a Righteous Police Officer and a Fallen Avenger
"Is Ai alright?!" Fanze was the first to react, rushing to her side anxiously.
Asami Narumi and Amuro Tooru were a step too slow and were blocked behind them.
Shirley's physical signs were somewhat subtle but generally stable, and initial examinations showed no particular discomfort; she appeared to have simply fallen asleep.
"It's not clear what caused the coma at the moment."
After a quick examination, Makoto Aso came to the same conclusion: "However, it doesn't seem to be caused by low blood sugar. Just in case, it's best to go to the hospital for a check-up."
Yoya Kuromon lifted Sherry up and calmed the agitated crowd:
"Sorry to disturb everyone. Anyway, I'll take this child to the hospital first. By the way, Conan, you don't need to come along."
Before Conan could refuse, Haruya Kuromon explained in his ear:
"Shinichi, go and inform Professor Agasa first. Hospital treatment requires a health certificate, and I'm not sure if she has those documents. Besides, Sherry's identity cannot be made public, and if any abnormal values are found, we'll be in trouble."
I happen to know a doctor friend, so I'll take her to see a doctor first.
"Okay, leave it to me!"
Conan was immediately convinced after hearing this, and he sighed inwardly. He probably would have only remembered this kind of common sense on the spot. It was Kuromon who was so thoughtful!
"I'm going too!"
Suddenly, Fan Ze, who had been squatting silently to the side, made a move. He grabbed Hei Men Yao Ye's hand and said firmly, "I was the first to find this child when he was unconscious downstairs in the apartment building back then. I can't just ignore him!"
"A real person..."
Seeing the genuine concern and anxiety on Fanze's face, Heimen Yaoye paused for a moment.
His concern for Sherry was truly beyond expectations. After a moment's thought, Kuromon Haruya nodded in agreement, "Alright, then I'll trouble you."
On the other side of the street, Vermouth was touching up her makeup in the rearview mirror when she looked up and saw a group of panicked adult men suddenly pouring out of the coffee shop below the Mouri Detective Agency.
Leading the group was Butbell, followed by Yukiko's second child, and a little girl in his arms. Judging from her clothes, the little girl must have entered the store with Conan... Has another case been encountered?
Following Guinness was Vermouth, who was not surprised to learn during her initial background investigation that the two lived in the same apartment building.
Two handsome male waiters in aprons then saw him off at the door, their striking blond hair...
Bourbon and Vienna?! What are they doing here?
"ell, what a funny thing~"
Vermouth squinted, a long, slender cigarette between her fingers, and slowly rolled down the car window.
A spark flashed, and wisps of smoke drifted away on the wind. A group of people in the opposite lane started their engines and drove off into the distance, completely unaware of what was happening here.
"Bourbon of the intelligence department, Rum's right-hand man, currently in the throes of a passionate romance. Having your own squad infiltrate his inner circle—are you finally itching to take the next step, Jin-chan?"
However, that old guy Pisco is dead, and one of the four positions of the executives is vacant. The gentleman has not given any clear instructions on this matter. If you want to support your own faction, this is indeed the best time.
"I suspect Rum thinks so too. For that maddening throne so far away, they'd pay any price, even..."
Sacrifice what you once cherished.
......
As they watched Kuromon Haruya's car drive away, Asami and Amuro Tooru exchanged a smile and squeezed into the doorway side by side.
Bang.
He gently closed the door, and after confirming that no guests would suddenly appear nearby, Amuro Tooru preemptively asked, "Vienna, what are you doing here?"
"That's my line, isn't it, Bourbon?" Asagi Mitsuko fixed her braid and whirred the coffee grinder in her hand. "It's hard not to be nervous when an intelligence agent like you suddenly appears next to me, isn't it?"
"We're colleagues in the same organization, what's there to be nervous about? Are you some kind of rat that snuck in?"
"We don't have that kind of thing in our operations department. But you, be careful you don't get dragged into this mess and end up getting yourself into trouble..."
Ding-dong! A guest walks in.
Welcome to Poirot's Cafe!
Without checking the keywords beforehand, the two conscientious and exemplary shop assistants froze, exchanging glances.
Asami Narumi/Toru Amuro: Tch, this guy is still as troublesome as ever!
To understand why once inseparable anti-drug partners have fallen to such an irreparable state, we must go back to a recent port raid.
In short, after experiencing a hail of bullets, they discovered a group of young people who, after graduating from university, followed the Yakuza and embarked on a path of "making money".
While Bourbon decided to leave these people with the police, Asagi Narumi had already executed them on the spot without hesitation.
Not long after, Amuro Tooru still remembered that scene: Vienna under the lights, stepping on blood, coldly uttering a few words of judgment: "...Why that expression? Japanese law is too lenient on the death penalty; keeping them alive is just giving them an extra way out."
Perhaps it's because Asano Minoru is the only organization member whose entire life story is known to Amuro Tooru, or perhaps it's because of his principle of hating evil, or perhaps it's because he heard that he donated the organization's prize money to a charity foundation.
In the darkest of organizations, Amuro Tooru felt the light and warmth of humanity for the first time... to the point that he actually considered rescuing this wayward youth.
However, one incident revealed the vast gap between the two in their views on law, life, and other matters, making their eventual unpleasant parting of ways inevitable.
To put it bluntly, no matter what color the guys in the organization are, they can't escape the underlying darkness.
However, thanks to the stray bullet that accidentally damaged Vienna's disguise during that operation, he now has a complete grasp of the details of one of the codenamed members.
After serving coffee and bread to the customers, Amuro Tooru returned to the bar and casually asked, "By the way, I heard Mr. Hanzawa say that he had encountered a young girl who was unconscious before. Is she in poor health?"
Asagi shook his head and said coldly, "I don't know. I only met them today. Since they're local residents, it's best to build good relationships. Is her your target?"
"No, it's nothing, I just asked casually."
Amuro Tooru's eyes curved into an impeccable arc, his pupils deepening in color:
"I just don't know why, but that little girl looked very, very familiar."