Conan: I Am Surrounded By Undercover

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Haspel sat down against the wall, flipped open the menu on the dining table, looked at it a few times, and closed it again.

"Would you like to order now?" The waiter who brought him in didn't leave immediately, but asked honestly at the table.

"No, I'll wait for my girlfriend to come over first."

Haspel tugged at the collar of his tie and tightly buttoned shirt, feeling that the temperature in the private room was significantly higher than outside. He looked left and right. There were no windows in the private room, and the overall vision was dim. The only light source was the pair of heart-shaped lamps above the dining table.

"Get some ice water first." Haspel stopped the waiter when he was about to leave.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

When the waiter went out to get water, Haspel took out his mobile phone and put it on the table. He first sent his girlfriend an email to ask her where she was, and then began to take a closer look at his surroundings.

Most of the double private rooms in the restaurant are provided for couples. The interior decoration is different from that of the restaurant, and it has a more romantic atmosphere. Not only the shape of the lamp, but also a rose and three candles on the dining table, flowers and some notes left by past guests on the wall.

Haspel picked up one and looked at it, and found that he couldn't understand it at all. His oral Japanese barely passed the test, and he could have laborious communication with Japanese, and his writing level was on the same level as that of elementary school students.

And his girlfriend has been studying in Japan for a long time, and she is very fluent in listening, speaking, reading, and writing in Japanese. If he didn't look at the obvious white appearance, he would have suspected that she was a girl born in Japan.

Their e-mail exchanges are all in Japanese, and sometimes the e-mails she sends are too many words, which will make him incomprehensible. He didn't want to lose face in front of his girlfriend, he would rather use the software to check, rather than offer to let her communicate in English.

He waited for a while, but before the reply from his girlfriend came, the waiter came first with water.

"Thank you." Haspel wiped the beads of sweat from his cheeks, took the glass of water in his hand, and couldn't help complaining, "Is the air conditioner broken here? The temperature is abnormal." After all, drink the water in one gulp.

"Sorry, let me check... sir?"

The empty water glass fell to the ground without being broken, and slowly rolled to the corner of the table. Haspel sat in his chair with a dull expression, not responding to the close call of the waiter.

The waiter looked at him worriedly, stretched out his white-gloved hand, and pushed the customer's shoulder, but there was no response.

He gritted his teeth and pinched the person with his thumb. After pressing down hard, the person was still not awake.

The waiter instantly put away his worried expression. His gray-purple eyes showed no warmth when he looked at the strange guest in front of him. He raised his finger and tapped the hidden earphone on one side, and said softly:

"Okay."

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Angstra came here from another private room. Instead of going straight to the cia agent and organization undercover contact who had been successfully drugged, he first picked up the remote control to adjust the temperature in this private room.

Then he walked to the dining table and bent over to pick up the empty glass: "Did he finish drinking it, or did he accidentally spill the rest of the water?"

"It's all drunk. After all, it was very hot here just now." Amuro Toru stayed in this private room for a while, and the sweat from his back had wet his shirt. He glanced at Haspel and then at Angstra: "What are you going to do? How can such an unconscious person ask for information?"

Unlike some bosses and some colleagues, he detests fbi and cia from the United States. If the organization can trick them, he doesn't mind being a real organization member.

"I have my way."

Angstra smiled lightly, with a bit of youthful innocence and innocence. He put down his glass, walked across from Haspel, pulled out his chair and sat down.

"You can leave. If you stay in this private room for too long, others will come and urge you to go to work." He said to Amuro.

"..."

One of them was sitting, one was standing, and one was driving the other out.

Amuro Toru felt that the scene in front of him was familiar, as if it was back to when they met for the second time. Angstra was also interrogating others that time, and his behavior at the time made him think he was a little lunatic.

He was still wearing that naive sweater, and even had a smile without any murderous intent on his face, but it was completely different from when he was at the homestay during the day.

The current Angstra is very dangerous. He and Gin are of the same kind. He is a person who has been in the dark for a long time and his hands are stained with filth. He will not allow others to resist him at all.

"Then I'll continue to work... You can call me over anytime you need me."

Angstra nodded, Amuro left the private room and closed the door. He glanced at the closed door, did not choose to eavesdrop or install bugs, and returned to the door to continue entertaining guests.

When he passed by the window, he saw the dog called by Angstra... No, it was a strange man of unknown origin, still sitting there.

Angstra did not tell him the identity of the man, nor what to do with him. To avoid arousing suspicion, Amuro Toru didn't ask any further questions.

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Time passed by, and Amuro glanced up at the clock hanging on the wall in the dining room from time to time. It was 6:51.

He was calm on the outside, but he was worried on the inside. 7 o'clock was the originally agreed time for the Russian woman, but it was only intercepted and modified by Angstra, which made Haspel come here half an hour earlier.

If she comes on time, they are not doing well, how will it end then?

While he was waiting anxiously, he heard two clicks from the other end of the earphone, and Angstra's voice sounded from the opposite side: "Okay."

Amuro finally breathed a sigh of relief. He told a passing waiter that he wanted to drink water and asked him to replace him at the door. The other party saw that he had a good attitude and readily agreed.

He looked left and right, and saw that others didn't care about him~www.novelmt.com~ and immediately walked towards the private room.

As soon as Amuroto arrived at the door, the door of the reserved private room suddenly opened, and Angstra stood at the door. He glanced inside through the open door, and saw Haspel resting on the table with one hand, shaking his head from time to time.

Seeing that the target had woken up, Amuro was shocked, and immediately grabbed Angstra's arm, subconsciously wanting to drag the other party out of this dangerous place.

"It's alright." Angstra patted the back of his hand and reassured him, "I got the information, and the others haven't recovered yet, so you don't have to worry so much."

As soon as Amuro put down his hand, Angstra reached out and poked him, and whispered, "I only ate bread from the convenience store at noon, and I came here before dinner. I'm so hungry now... you get off work soon. Right? Then I'll wait for you for a while, and we'll go back together and have a meal on the way."

"..."

An Shi looked at him blankly, and he looked back inexplicably: "Have you already eaten?"

That dangerous Angstra... is gone again.