558 How do I not know that I'm connected to the organization?
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Beyond the passing time
After persistently looking after Anderberg for a while, Nan Ling really couldn't stay in m7 any longer.
The surroundings were indeed too remote. Even though the cafeteria of M7 had tried its best to provide a wide variety of food, it still seemed somewhat monotonous.
So one day, Nan Ling happily went out to find something to eat.
He also stopped by Mihua General Hospital to clock in, and then planned to find a random coffee shop on the side of the road to sit for a while.
Originally, everything seemed quite normal...
—Until this shop suddenly experienced a power outage for a few seconds.
A hint of bad premonition flashed through Nan Ling's mind.
Before he could turn his head to look, a scream had already followed and reached him.
He blinked, took a deep breath, revealing a rather complex expression on his face, and then slowly exhaled that breath.
Well, no need to say it, this must be a run-in with Conan.
It seems that with his frequency of encountering murder cases, he doesn't even need to observe the stars himself to pick an extra auspicious date.
He let out a deep sigh and scanned the crowd. As expected, he spotted a small figure closest to the corpse.
Conan was carefully examining the body. The location where the deceased was found was at the entrance of an escalator. The lifeless body swayed along with the movement of the escalator, making for a particularly frightening sight.
He peeked his head out and noticed a few strange symbols on the deceased's folder—circles, crosses, and triangles.
Unfortunately, he only managed to catch a glimpse before being grabbed by the collar and lifted up.
"Eh! Nan... Brother?"
Conan was a bit surprised to see him here.
Because, although the calendar showed that it hadn't been long since they last met, he always felt like it had been a long time since he'd seen him. During this time, he had instead been able to see his senior disciple Qi quite often.
Perhaps it's because there have been too many cases, so time seems to pass slowly?
Conan pondered for a moment.
Specifically, he has already experienced dozens of cases during this period...
Thinking about this, he felt a little guilty.
Even if it is said that detectives are summoned by cases, this frequency seems to be a bit too much...
He greeted Nan Ling, and then took him to find Mouri Ran, Suzuki Sonoko and Judy who had come with him.
It was only at this moment that Nan Ling realized that, strictly speaking, 'he' and Judy were meeting for the first time—he almost let his guard down.
Sigh, this is the downside of having too many aliases...
Here is the translation to English, preserving the original HTML tags:Judy greeted him warmly, completely unaware that this was not the first time she had met this person.
By this time, Mouri Ran had already called the police. However, before Inspector Megure arrived, Conan quietly pulled Nanling aside and deliberately glanced at Judy's position.
Here is the translation to English, preserving the original HTML tags:"I want to ask you a question." Conan's expression was a bit hesitant.
Nan Ling thought about it seriously for a moment and found that he couldn't guess what it was.
"What did you want to ask?"
"Did Seven... say anything to you?" Conan asked slowly.
Nan Ling: Uh... how should he answer this?
We are equally matched? Well, that's true, but it sounds a bit odd no matter how you put it...
Qi didn't tell me anything? Isn't this a bit of a stretch of the truth...
Here is the web content translated to English, preserving the original HTML tags:"Well, you might as well just say what's on your mind," he finally replied.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Conan's expression became even more hesitant.
"...Never mind, I won't say it after all."
Nan Ling: ?
Xiao Ke, how come you've also gone astray and become a riddle person?
This is a bad civilization! Riddle people, get out of Mihua!
"Conan." He showed an amiable and kind smile, "Please don't leave your words half-spoken with me, otherwise..."
Conan shuddered.
"Alright, alright, but after I tell you, you have to make sure Seven doesn't hit me," he sighed. "Although you might not know, Seven seems to have some connection with the Organization..."
The smile on Nanling's face faded a little.
"--He seems to be an FBI agent currently investigating the organization." Before he could react, Conan said this.
Nan Lingxin said, "I really don't know about this..."
Hey, wait a minute? How did he become an FBI agent? Could it be that Conan misunderstood him when he sat together with Shuichi Akai that day?
Come to think of it, Conan realized that Shuichi Akai was an FBI agent so early? He can't quite remember when exactly it was in the original story...
Conan didn't seem to want to explain, and just briefly described what happened on the bus that day.
"...So I think Shichi probably got on that bus with Akai Shuichi, trailing after Vermouth," Conan concluded. "I'm almost certain that Vermouth is on that bus."
Another reason he didn't mention was Haibara Ai's reaction.
But even though he didn't say it, Nanling probably knew.
"So, who do you suspect?"
Conan glanced back, the target was very clear.
Nan Ling also glanced in that direction and caught Judy's gaze.
She seemed to have completely forgotten her disguise, her face devoid of any smile, and the scrutinizing look in her eyes was impossible to conceal.
However, this look of suspicion, which even a blind man could see, only lasted for a brief second. Judy's face once again revealed that cheerful and friendly smile as she winked at him.
Nan Ling didn't pay attention, but instead looked back at Conan.
"Evidence..."
"Her skills are too good." Conan said calmly, "Moreover, she's not as foolish as she appears to be. If there's no ulterior motive, why would she disguise herself as someone completely different from her true self?"
Ever since their first meeting, whenever something unexpected happens, Judy's behavior becomes completely different from her usual self.
Being thick-skinned alone cannot explain her exceptional skills.
"That makes sense..." Nan Ling replied, "So, what do you want to do?"
"I don't have any evidence." Conan looked troubled, "Moreover, Vermouth's motives are unclear, and I'm worried about alarming her prematurely."
Given the current situation, it is indeed difficult to come up with a once-and-for-all solution.
Conan was quite perplexed for a while, but then suddenly remembered something.
"It seems that things have been quite unstable over there recently..."
"So you've heard about it too." Nan Ling was a little surprised, "Ah, that's right, it was reported on the news."
"Then, Seven won't get involved, right?"
"Why are you worried about him?" Nan Ling laughed, "Of course he's fine."
It seems unnecessary to worry too much about the culprit behind this matter.
"Oh..." Conan responded, lost in thought.
After confirming that Seven is from the FBI, and that the attack at the train station was related to the Organization, he couldn't help but suspect that behind the recent chaos, there might be the shadow of the Organization.
If that is indeed the case, then Seven would inevitably be implicated—in fact, he might even be the target of the organization!
He originally wanted to ask Nan Ling if he knew that the organization was also involved in this matter, but then quickly remembered Seven's warning—
Nan Ling must not be involved in this.
Conan furrowed his brows and pondered for a while, eventually letting out a sigh.
Let's focus on solving the case at hand first...
The surroundings were indeed too remote. Even though the cafeteria of M7 had tried its best to provide a wide variety of food, it still seemed somewhat monotonous.
So one day, Nan Ling happily went out to find something to eat.
He also stopped by Mihua General Hospital to clock in, and then planned to find a random coffee shop on the side of the road to sit for a while.
Originally, everything seemed quite normal...
—Until this shop suddenly experienced a power outage for a few seconds.
A hint of bad premonition flashed through Nan Ling's mind.
Before he could turn his head to look, a scream had already followed and reached him.
He blinked, took a deep breath, revealing a rather complex expression on his face, and then slowly exhaled that breath.
Well, no need to say it, this must be a run-in with Conan.
It seems that with his frequency of encountering murder cases, he doesn't even need to observe the stars himself to pick an extra auspicious date.
He let out a deep sigh and scanned the crowd. As expected, he spotted a small figure closest to the corpse.
Conan was carefully examining the body. The location where the deceased was found was at the entrance of an escalator. The lifeless body swayed along with the movement of the escalator, making for a particularly frightening sight.
He peeked his head out and noticed a few strange symbols on the deceased's folder—circles, crosses, and triangles.
Unfortunately, he only managed to catch a glimpse before being grabbed by the collar and lifted up.
"Eh! Nan... Brother?"
Conan was a bit surprised to see him here.
Because, although the calendar showed that it hadn't been long since they last met, he always felt like it had been a long time since he'd seen him. During this time, he had instead been able to see his senior disciple Qi quite often.
Perhaps it's because there have been too many cases, so time seems to pass slowly?
Conan pondered for a moment.
Specifically, he has already experienced dozens of cases during this period...
Thinking about this, he felt a little guilty.
Even if it is said that detectives are summoned by cases, this frequency seems to be a bit too much...
He greeted Nan Ling, and then took him to find Mouri Ran, Suzuki Sonoko and Judy who had come with him.
It was only at this moment that Nan Ling realized that, strictly speaking, 'he' and Judy were meeting for the first time—he almost let his guard down.
Sigh, this is the downside of having too many aliases...
Here is the translation to English, preserving the original HTML tags:Judy greeted him warmly, completely unaware that this was not the first time she had met this person.
By this time, Mouri Ran had already called the police. However, before Inspector Megure arrived, Conan quietly pulled Nanling aside and deliberately glanced at Judy's position.
Here is the translation to English, preserving the original HTML tags:"I want to ask you a question." Conan's expression was a bit hesitant.
Nan Ling thought about it seriously for a moment and found that he couldn't guess what it was.
"What did you want to ask?"
"Did Seven... say anything to you?" Conan asked slowly.
Nan Ling: Uh... how should he answer this?
We are equally matched? Well, that's true, but it sounds a bit odd no matter how you put it...
Qi didn't tell me anything? Isn't this a bit of a stretch of the truth...
Here is the web content translated to English, preserving the original HTML tags:"Well, you might as well just say what's on your mind," he finally replied.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Conan's expression became even more hesitant.
"...Never mind, I won't say it after all."
Nan Ling: ?
Xiao Ke, how come you've also gone astray and become a riddle person?
This is a bad civilization! Riddle people, get out of Mihua!
"Conan." He showed an amiable and kind smile, "Please don't leave your words half-spoken with me, otherwise..."
Conan shuddered.
"Alright, alright, but after I tell you, you have to make sure Seven doesn't hit me," he sighed. "Although you might not know, Seven seems to have some connection with the Organization..."
The smile on Nanling's face faded a little.
"--He seems to be an FBI agent currently investigating the organization." Before he could react, Conan said this.
Nan Lingxin said, "I really don't know about this..."
Hey, wait a minute? How did he become an FBI agent? Could it be that Conan misunderstood him when he sat together with Shuichi Akai that day?
Come to think of it, Conan realized that Shuichi Akai was an FBI agent so early? He can't quite remember when exactly it was in the original story...
Conan didn't seem to want to explain, and just briefly described what happened on the bus that day.
"...So I think Shichi probably got on that bus with Akai Shuichi, trailing after Vermouth," Conan concluded. "I'm almost certain that Vermouth is on that bus."
Another reason he didn't mention was Haibara Ai's reaction.
But even though he didn't say it, Nanling probably knew.
"So, who do you suspect?"
Conan glanced back, the target was very clear.
Nan Ling also glanced in that direction and caught Judy's gaze.
She seemed to have completely forgotten her disguise, her face devoid of any smile, and the scrutinizing look in her eyes was impossible to conceal.
However, this look of suspicion, which even a blind man could see, only lasted for a brief second. Judy's face once again revealed that cheerful and friendly smile as she winked at him.
Nan Ling didn't pay attention, but instead looked back at Conan.
"Evidence..."
"Her skills are too good." Conan said calmly, "Moreover, she's not as foolish as she appears to be. If there's no ulterior motive, why would she disguise herself as someone completely different from her true self?"
Ever since their first meeting, whenever something unexpected happens, Judy's behavior becomes completely different from her usual self.
Being thick-skinned alone cannot explain her exceptional skills.
"That makes sense..." Nan Ling replied, "So, what do you want to do?"
"I don't have any evidence." Conan looked troubled, "Moreover, Vermouth's motives are unclear, and I'm worried about alarming her prematurely."
Given the current situation, it is indeed difficult to come up with a once-and-for-all solution.
Conan was quite perplexed for a while, but then suddenly remembered something.
"It seems that things have been quite unstable over there recently..."
"So you've heard about it too." Nan Ling was a little surprised, "Ah, that's right, it was reported on the news."
"Then, Seven won't get involved, right?"
"Why are you worried about him?" Nan Ling laughed, "Of course he's fine."
It seems unnecessary to worry too much about the culprit behind this matter.
"Oh..." Conan responded, lost in thought.
After confirming that Seven is from the FBI, and that the attack at the train station was related to the Organization, he couldn't help but suspect that behind the recent chaos, there might be the shadow of the Organization.
If that is indeed the case, then Seven would inevitably be implicated—in fact, he might even be the target of the organization!
He originally wanted to ask Nan Ling if he knew that the organization was also involved in this matter, but then quickly remembered Seven's warning—
Nan Ling must not be involved in this.
Conan furrowed his brows and pondered for a while, eventually letting out a sigh.
Let's focus on solving the case at hand first...