MTL - Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover-Chapter 17 It can't be all undercover.

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Jing Baiye's physical condition is not as bad as his face looks, but it's not that good either. No matter how hard his bare-handed fighting level is, without the bonus of Yan Gou's Soul, he can only hover at the B to B+ rank, which is the result of being restricted by his body.

He is now blind in his left eye, and also lacks a kidney, but this is the damage he caused before he took over this body, and only those on his body are his own.

Obviously the scars left by the execution in the previous life, I don't know why they appeared on this new body.

Lu Chuan Xin frowned when he heard his words, looked at the bandage on his body, his mouth moved as if he wanted to ask something, but Jing Baiye interrupted him in time: "I'm fine now, let's go buy ingredients."

Midorikawa Shin withdrew his gaze and did not speak again, but his expression was not relaxed.

According to the recipe they just read, the two went to the vegetable section of the meat section to buy all the ingredients needed to make Chinese egg fried rice. When going to the cashier to check out, Midorikawa Xin carried another carton of milk and put it in the shopping cart.

"What do you buy milk for?" Jing Baiye asked strangely.

"It's for you." Lu Chuan Xin looked at the two large bottles of Happy Fat House water in the shopping cart, and then looked at him: "It's not that Coke is bad, but in addition to carbonated drinks, you should also drink some milk and Water, right? I bought it for you, don't think it's too expensive."

It's not surprising that Jing Baiye knew to Midori that he was poor. When he was talking to Jinjiu in Toriyacho just now, he mentioned that he didn't have much money, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to buy milk for himself, and he didn't look at his expression. Angry about cooking.

Due to his special experience, Jing Baiye is quite sensitive to the malice and murderous intent of others, and he can detect even the fleeting evil thoughts. Not to mention the kind that hides a knife in a smile, because of the psychological shadow left by a non-human principal and a female snake, whether other people's smiles are sincere or not, he can also braid it at a glance.

So he could see that Midorikawa Xin was really not angry at all, at least not angry with him.

How could such a good-tempered person be included in the organization? Picture what? Is he again...

A terrifying thought flashed by, but was quickly kicked out of mind by Jing Baiye.

...he's not paranoid. Although he encountered two undercover agents in a row before, the frequency was a little high, but he didn't need to be as suspicious as Gin and see everyone like an undercover traitor. Besides, what's wrong with being good-natured? Like Shirley and Akemi Miyano who I saw today are also members of the organization, and Belmod is also very gentle to him. Could it be that they are all undercover or traitors?

[Host, if you have free time... Actually, you can check in the comics section of the store to see if there are any works you are interested in. 】 The system said quietly.

【comics? 】Jing Baiye is very strange, 【I don't watch 2D works very much, I read more novels and movies... Why do you suddenly mention this? Is the system store now engaging in comic discounts? 】

[…No, nothing. 】

Jing Baiye waited for Lu Chuan Xin to settle the bill at the exit, and stretched out his hand to him: "Give me the receipt, and I'll pay it back to you after I save it for a week."

Midorikawa took out the receipt from the shopping bag and handed it to him. Jing Baiye took it and looked at it, folded it and stuffed it into his pocket.

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It was 5:20 when he returned to the safe house. Xin Mirukawa took the ingredients to the kitchen to prepare, and Jing Baiye found the spare key of the safe house and gave it to him.

"Tomorrow morning, you will pick me up at 9:30. Let's go to the training ground together. I will send you the address later."

In Midorikawa Shin's checkout, Jing Baiye received an email from Jinjiu. In the email, he told him the training address and training content, and that he might be asked to interrogate the captives tomorrow night-the reason why he said "possible" is because that guy is currently still Didn't catch it - it won't be Midorikawa Shin to pick him up tomorrow night, but another member of the bottom of the organization.

"9:30?" Midorikawa Xin had already put on his apron, and now he doesn't look like an organization person at all, but more like a warm-hearted neighbor brother, "Is it too late? The normal training time starts from It starts at 7 in the morning."

"I usually get up at 9 o'clock, and it's just right to pick me up at 9:30." Jing Baiyue paused and added: "7 o'clock is the prescribed time for most of the lower-level members, and tomorrow we go to the code members who are commonly used. At the training ground, there will be people at least at 9 o'clock... At least this is the case in the United States, I don't know about Japan."

Midorikawa Shin looked at him: "Did you act in the United States before?"

"I went there to study abroad, and I didn't kill many people." After unconsciously destroying an FBI undercover agent, Jing Baiye didn't say the second half of the sentence, looking at the ingredients he put on the table, "You help me squeeze two rice **** and put them on the table. Refrigerator, I'll have breakfast tomorrow."

After explaining the important things, Jing Baiye sat down on the sofa in the living room next to him, and opened the laptop he just took down. Since it is an open kitchen, the kitchen and the living room are in the same room. As soon as he turns his head, he can see Midorikawa Xin, and the other party can see him directly.

He clicked on the instant messaging software "Gray Mirror" that he had created on the desktop. Currently, the only users are him and Belmod, which is more private and safer than specially processed emails. Some of the things he developed were not known to the organization, and he originally wanted to recommend it to Shirley, but considering that there was an absurdly vigilant gin squatting next to her, he thought about it and gave up.

In addition to the email from Gin just now, he actually received an email from Belmod, but she told him not to reply by email for the time being.

[Chris: You don’t need to bring any gifts to the Kuroba family. I asked you to investigate the reason for the disappearance of the teacher. Just go secretly. 】

[Chris: Is there anyone around you now? I want to have a video chat with you~]

[Grey: I'm in your safe house in Rice Flower Town, and there is a member of the bottom class with a good character who is cooking for me. 】

[Chris: Is that Shirley's lower-level sister? 】

[Grey: It's not her, it's a male member. How did you mention Shirley's sister? 】

[Chris: Gin hasn't told you yet? 】

[Grey: ? 】

[Chris: The code-named member of the action team can find three lower-level members as subordinates, and usually they only need to do things for him. Acting with the code members, these bottom members are more likely to show their abilities, and the possibility of getting a code name is higher than other bottom members... Of course, they can also do nothing and live their original daily life safely and safely Life. 】

[Chris: Shirley is not a member of the action team, and Gin is not easy to speak. If you want to protect that incompetent sister, she can only find you. Will you help her? 】

[Grey: ...I wouldn't believe it if I didn't help you. 】

[Chris: You're still so straightforward and cute... But you're always so gullible, be careful when you encounter someone with bad intentions, and you have to take good care of your subordinates? 】

Jing Baiye was a little speechless. For undercover agents, the larger the base, the lower the ratio. Since you can find three, it's impossible for them all to be undercover agents, right?

Wouldn't it be fragrant to buy lottery tickets and make a fortune if you were lucky enough to join a black-clothed organization?