Chapter 157 Gin’s poisonous plan
The next day, in the evening.
Lin Xinyi went to work at the Metropolitan Police Department as usual during the day, as if nothing had happened.
Mao Lilan finally went to school today, and so did Conan.
And Lin Xinyi also discovered that as long as the school didn't have a holiday and the two of them were allowed to attend class honestly, Tokyo would be safe.
He had a very peaceful day. He had no cases and could get off work on time.
After getting off work in the evening, Lin Xinyi put on the clothes he had prepared in advance, put on a woolen hat to cover his hairstyle, and finally rode an unlicensed motorcycle bought by Asai Narumi to the laboratory. nearby.
When he approached the experimental building where Miyano Shiho was imprisoned, Lin Xinyi's face had already changed into that of Shuichi Akai.
"There are two hidden cameras in the alley behind the lab."
"As long as I pretend not to know and park the car there, I can have 'Akai Shuichi' captured on the laboratory surveillance video."
Relying on his experience as a security director, Lin Xinyi, who had memorized the various surveillance cameras in the laboratory in advance, knew very well how to "accidentally" show his face in front of the camera.
And he came here today not in a hurry to save people.
He just pretended to be Akai Shuichi and stepped in to pave the way for subsequent rescues.
When the time comes, after seeing the surveillance video, Gin's suspicion will be directed at Shuichi Akai and the FBI, not his loyal little brother.
With this idea in mind, Lin Xinyi rode his motorcycle to the alley behind the laboratory and "accidentally" stopped the car under the hidden camera.
Then, Lin Xinyi took off his windproof goggles in front of the camera.
He came here on a motorcycle just so he could wear these goggles properly——
The straps of this kind of windproof goggles are very tight and are hooped around the head, which will damage the human skin mask of the disguise.
Therefore, people who use masks to disguise themselves simply do not dare to wear such windproof goggles.
Lin Xinyi specially wore these goggles to let people who saw the surveillance video know that he, "Shuichi Akai," was a real person appearing without makeup, not a fake with makeup.
"The camera should have caught me."
"Next, just pretend to be presentable and go around the lab, turn around twice, and the scene is almost enough."
Thinking like this, Lin Xinyi tried his best to use the face that resembled Akai Shuichi's to show the aloof and lonely temperament of a master.
Regarding how to play this role well, he consulted Miyano Akemi for a long time last night, so there should be no mistakes.
that's all.
"Akai Shuichi" walked around the laboratory, stopping to observe from time to time, and was "inadvertently" photographed by several hidden cameras.
At this time, in the sky covered with dark clouds, it suddenly began to rain heavily.
Lin Xinyi was even more happy.
After all, ordinary disguise relies on a mask to apply makeup. If it rains too hard, the makeup on the surface will be washed away. In more serious cases, there will be changes in "skin color" that are visible to the naked eye.
The heavy rain was here to prove once again that his face was 100% genuine leather, not artificial leather.
"It's almost time to withdraw."
"Look for another opportunity in the next two days and come over to rescue Shiho."
"I hope it will work out."
To be honest, no matter how good the plan was, Lin Xinyi didn't know what to do.
After all, according to his original thinking, he would at least have to wait until he had achieved "magical perfection" and practiced to the level of Kyogoku Shin who could dodge rifle bullets before he would rescue Shiho.
But now, because of the chain reaction caused by his brother-in-law's disaster, he had to take great risks and implement this rescue plan in advance.
Otherwise, if the rescue is too late, no one knows what Miyano Shiho will do in despair.
"Alas" Lin Xinyi sighed deeply:
He has no way to contact Shibao now and doesn't know Shibao's situation.
I don't know if she knows about her sister's death now, or if she has done anything impulsive.
With such nervous thoughts, Lin Xinyi left the laboratory, hid the motorcycle, changed back to his original appearance, returned home, and put on clean clothes.
Then, after resting at home for a long time, his cell phone suddenly rang:
It was Gin's call.
"Brother, what's the matter?" Lin Xinyi asked carefully.
"Come to the laboratory." Gin's words were still so concise.
"Going to the laboratory?" Lin Xinyi couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After all, he had just returned from performing there.
He tried hard to sound calm, and then asked: "What do you need from me?"
"It's very simple."
"I want you to completely sever ties with Shirley."
Gin said in an indifferent tone.
Lin Xinyi was slightly startled: "What do you mean?"
"Shirley doesn't know what happened yesterday."
That cold voice became even more chilling at this moment:
"I think"
"You should tell her this good news yourself."
Laboratory building, Miyano Shiho's room.
The night was already quite dark, but usually at this time, she would still be in the laboratory or office, staying up late with the bald researchers who stayed up late.
However, now that he has other priorities in life, Miyano Shiho is no longer so critical of his work.
She returned to her room early, sat in front of her personal computer, and proofread a paper seriously.
""Using the improved chelex-100 method to extract 12-year-old blood stains""
"The first author is Lin Xinyi, manager of the forensics section of the Metropolitan Police Department."
Although most of them are the fruits of his own labor, Miyano Shiho was very happy to fill in Lin Shinichi's name in the author's field.
In fact, this paper is not important to her.
It is neither a major theoretical breakthrough nor a weighty scientific research result. For this talented scientific girl, writing such a "simple" paper is just reminiscing about her childhood.
However, Miyano Shiho is now as focused as developing drug A, and has tried his best to proofread every word and punctuation mark in this paper to the best possible quality.
Arrange the paper, print out another copy, and bind it carefully.
"alright."
"Next, just let the guy get the paper published."
Miyano Shiho let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
She has a beautiful smile, but few people are lucky enough to appreciate it.
"But...he can't come to the laboratory now."
"How should I give the paper to him and ask Yamada to hand it over?"
"Speaking of which, he hasn't called me in the past few days. It must be because he broke into the laboratory last time and was scolded by Gin, right?"
Her mobile phone would be bugged by the organization, and she could understand why Lin Xinyi didn't call her.
And thought of Lin Xinyi's apology for pretending to be a grandson in front of Ginjiu.
Somehow, Miyano Shiho felt a lot warmer in his heart.
Even this bedroom, which didn't even have a window and looked like a prison, seemed warm and comfortable.
Her bedroom didn't have the flavor of a young girl. It was just four pale walls, a bed, a table, a computer, and piles of books and documents.
The only thing about this room that smells feminine
It was the layers of designer leather bags piled high in her closet.
These exquisite leather bags were simply collectibles in the past, but now, because the identity of the person who sent them has changed, the meaning of these bags seems to have changed.
In the past two days, when he has nothing to do, Miyano Shiho always likes to stare at these bags in a daze:
"Well, next time I see my sister, I will carry this bag out."
Miyano Shiho picked out a brightly colored handbag that he didn't like to use before.
It was a Prada limited-edition ostrich leather handbag that Lin Xinyi had given her before. The price was considered to be on the upper end of the many bags he had bought, almost 1 million yen.
She could still recall the funny look on the guy's cold face that was slightly deformed when he was swiping his card.
Speaking of which, she seems to have never considered it before. Will the organization reimburse the money for buying her bag?
"When I see my sister this time, do you want to tell her about me and Lin Xinyi?"
"She will be surprised if she knows that we have established a relationship so quickly, right?"
Holding the brand-name leather bag given by Lin Xinyi, Miyano Shiho lay half-lying on the bed in an inconspicuous manner, unfolding a beautiful and interesting fantasy.
At this moment, there was a sudden heavy knock on the door.
"Miyano, are you in there?"
An all too familiar voice came through the door.
"Why is Lin Xinyi here?"
"He won't, won't break into the laboratory for me again, right?"
Miss Miyano's heart was pounding and she hurriedly climbed out of bed.
When Lin Xin opened the door and walked in, he saw an aloof genius girl sitting upright at the computer desk with a reserved look and an indifferent expression.
"Lin, why are you here?"
Miyano Shiho suppressed the surprise in his eyes and looked very reserved and dignified.
But before Lin Xin opened her mouth, she held up the shelf again and picked up the carefully bound paper on the table:
"Just in time."
"I spent a little time preparing the last paper for you."
As she spoke, Miyano Shiho handed over the paper that she had proofread at least 10 times with a nonchalant expression.
Lin Xinyi took the paper with a complicated expression.
"What's wrong?"
Miyano Shiho was keenly aware of something.
Before she could ask in detail, a disgusting and strange smile came clearly from outside the door:
"Hahahaha. Lin, tell me quickly!"
"Don't keep your little girlfriend waiting."
Amidst the laughter like a toad, Vodka walked in.
Then Gin appeared, and his eyes so cold they could freeze the air.
"Why are you here?"
Miyano Shiho's face instantly became extremely cold.
Gin, vodka, these two people appear here.
It's like pouring low-quality vodka into a sweet and delicious drink, completely ruining the taste.
Miyano Shiho now not only cannot feel the faint sweetness, but also faintly smells despair:
"say what."
"Lin, what did they ask you to say to me?"