Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

Jing Baiye had a busy day. At 6 o'clock in the evening, he turned off the computer on time, and walked out of the office with a commuter bag and a lunch box. After going out, he saw that the rest of the information group were still stuck to their seats, completely immersed in work.

"Everyone has worked hard. You are just starting now, you don't need to work overtime in a hurry, you all go back to rest early." He couldn't help reminding.

Even if the employees don't work overtime, as long as the boss doesn't leave, they don't dare to leave, so Jing Baiye turns off the computer and leaves on time these two days to prevent them from dragging and daring to leave before him.

He left the Internet cafe and went to the park next to him. He texted at 5:50, telling Midorikawa Shin was still picking him up at yesterday's place, that it would take about 20 minutes to drive here from the safe house, and that he could feed the pigeons while he was waiting.

Jing Baiye likes animals very much. Many animals like to get close to him. Even some birds that are afraid of life are willing to fly to his palm or shoulders.

He pulled out feed from his commuter bag, still sitting on the bench from yesterday. As soon as he sat down, many pigeons flew over and landed at his feet, a few on the back of the bench.

A pigeon he was very familiar with came to rub the back of his hand, he smiled and touched it, opened the package of the feed and started feeding.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, a white Mazda entered the park. The speed of the car was not fast, and he drove to a stop near him at a slow speed. The person who got out of the car was Amuro Toru.

"Why are you here?" Jing Baiye asked strangely.

"Lu Chuan is preparing dinner, and it's inconvenient to leave halfway through, so let me pick you up." Amuro came over, and the pigeons surrounding the bench flew away in fright. He looked up and watched the pigeons go away before looking at Xiangjing Baiye, "Just pick you up for him, shouldn't it matter?"

"It's fine." Jing Baiye shook his head.

In fact, anyone can pick him up, and he welcomes Gin alone. Because Amuro was resting today, he asked Midorikawa Shin to pick him up.

He patted off the scraps of feed on his hands and got up, picked up the commuter bag and bento box on the side: "Let's go to the Rice Krispies Department Store first, and tomorrow you're going to Cupido, I have to buy some preparation tools."

After being reminded by Lu Chuan Xin in the morning, Jing Baiye realized that it is not a good thing for him to encrypt other people's identities casually, and it may cause them trouble.

The problem of black households in Japan has always been serious, and people who are caught are even fined. If Toru Amuro and Shin Midorikawa, who are Japanese citizens, were treated as black households because the police couldn’t find their identities, it would be very troublesome to deal with later, and the thought of the fine would be suffocating.

So he planned to protect Amuro Toru from the other side: to make him less conspicuous and reduce the risk of him being noticed.

The reason why Jing Baiye didn't do it at the beginning is very simple: Except for Korean men, men in most other countries don't like and don't want to wear makeup. He is not sure if Amuro will reject it. At the same time, for him, hacking into the database for encryption is much less time-consuming than putting on makeup.

When Belmod taught him advanced disguise, he taught him makeup.

Make-up is not easy. The materials used in makeup are simpler and wider. Belmode often wears old makeup and plays Sharon and Chris, two female stars with an apparent age difference in their twenties.

The two sat in the Mazda, and Jing Baiye was still in the co-pilot.

"Someone brought the violin this morning, and I put it in the living room temporarily." Amuro reminded when he started the car.

"Why don't you leave my bedroom or study room?" Jing Baiye asked puzzled.

"The bedroom and study are relatively private spaces. Without your permission, I can't go in casually."

Jing Baiye disagreed. Other people's study and undercover are indeed privacy, but the things he needs to hide most are put in the system backpack, and there is nothing important in these two rooms.

His mobile phone and computer are the same, which can be shown to others at will. As long as he does not operate it in person, other people will not be able to see any confidential information at all.

"You can enter the study room as you like. When you're bored, you can go and read the books. There is no confidential information in it that you shouldn't read." Jing Baiye said, thinking of An Shitou's strange face last night, and added a little speechlessly:

"You don't have to be so careful with me. Just like last night, my encryption of your identities will bring you other troubles. You realize this, and you can tell me directly at that time."

Jing Baiye doesn't care whether others respect him or not, just don't push his nose on his face. He doesn't like being held too high by others, so his attitude is naturally the best.

If he made a mistake or neglected something, he hoped that others could point it out in person. Compared with the follow-up remedies—it might not be possible to get it back—face is actually less important.

"……it is good."

Amuro glanced at him thoroughly, his tone and eyes were a little different than before, a little more genuine and gentle.

The white Mazda left the park and headed towards the Cornflower Department Store.

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After dinner, Zhu Fu Jingguang left the safe house, and Amuro was about to wash the dishes when Angstra stopped him.

"I'll give you makeup first." He held a shopping bag from the Cornflower Department Store in his hand, "I'm not sure how waterproof some cosmetics are, and whether you will have allergic reactions. If these don't work, you have to take advantage of the Shop before closing to buy a new one."

Amuro put down his rolled up sleeves, followed Angstra to the bedroom, and sat honestly at the desk.

He did not reject makeup. As someone who sometimes needs to sneak into investigations, disguising is a compulsory course, and he also wants to see how Angstra's disguising skills are.

"If you feel itchy, tell me immediately, don't hold it back." Angstra took out the clip and brushed the broken hair on his forehead to one side: "After all, whether your skin is red or not, I totally see it. Toru Amuro, who came out~www.novelmt.com~ was mentioned again by her skin color, showed a kind smile: "I see. "

……

Angstra put down the disposable hair dye spray and touched Amuro Toru's temporarily blackened hair.

"This spray is of good quality." His raised hands were clean and not stained with any black, "How about this face?"

"..."

Toru Amuro picked up the mirror, he no longer knew the person in the mirror.

Obviously, I just adjusted the corners of the eyes, the bridge of the nose, the mouth, and dyed my hair...

The black-haired man in the mirror had a plain appearance, just a public face. It was impossible to find it when thrown into the crowd, as if there were people similar to him everywhere. You can recognize them when you look closely face to face, but if you want to identify them, it's hard to tell the specific features.

In high school, Amuro Toru had seen the makeup skills of female classmates. Only when they got close enough to distinguish them carefully could they distinguish their original facial features, but they couldn't tell them apart from a distance.

"……not bad."

This is Amuro Toru's most real thought. This face is definitely more suitable for follow-up investigations than his original face. Even if his skin is still dark, he can still blend into the crowd perfectly.

"As long as you're satisfied, I'll do the same for you tomorrow morning." Angstra shoved him a bottle of something, "Now take it off, it's not good to keep makeup on your face for too long."

"Remove makeup every day? The next two days..."

Toru Amuro was a little envious of this camouflage technique, and hoped that Angstra could teach him directly. Now he has completely legitimate reasons for making this request, and he is not afraid of being suspected of ulterior motives.

"Today is just an experiment. Tomorrow morning, I will make a formal disguise for you, and I will add a layer of special treatment, which can last for three days."