Conan's Helping People

Rational Hinata: "?"

He stared at Belmode's smiling face, thought for a while, and still didn't say 'but you seem to be a big-tailed wolf with malicious intentions', but agreed, "Okay, I will try .”

Anyway, try not to die.

If it succeeds, then it can help the subordinates who have been working on the task all night to do a super-large cleanup task. If it fails, tell Gin that this is Belmode's suggestion, so that the other party can find the real enemy.

Either way, the gin has earned it.

Belmod raised her eyebrows. She heard the sound of a wheelchair in the room, so she stood up straight and looked towards the closed door.

"I'll press the elevator." Hinata said reasonably.

He walked to the elevator at a normal pace, pressed the elevator that stopped on the first floor up, and then looked back at the gentleman and Belmode who had come out.

The gentleman was still in the wheelchair, with a fluffy blanket on his lap, and he looked refreshed, the false spirit of an elderly man who has worked too long and is tired and then pulls himself together.

Hinata's reasonable gaze swept over the gentleman's sunken eye sockets, slack facial muscles, and hands on the handle, and suddenly realized one thing: today, it was Vermode who came to pick up that gentleman.

Now, is that gentleman having trouble even pushing the wheelchair himself?

Belmod raised his head, smiled at him, and lowered his body halfway. While gently pushing the wheelchair, he said softly: "Yes, we were just talking about Times Square for a while, and I will take Mr. Let's take part, just let him recognize someone."

She pushed the wheelchair into the elevator, and blinked briskly at Hinata Reasonable, pretending to be suspicious: "Otherwise, if you only see them in photos or on TV, Lily might remember them as the task targets of 'to be cleaned up'."

Hyuga Ryo also walked into the elevator, and he stated the facts, "They look similar."

They all have two eyes, one mouth and one nose, and they are all a little fat.

The photos sent by Gin are either very upright headshots, the kind of people who can recognize the person's appearance at a glance, but when this photo is put into a row of headshots, You will feel that this is like that photo just now, that one is also similar, and that one over there is also similar.

If you insist on identification, there will be a feeling of "the police took witnesses to check a row of suspects, and asked the witnesses to find out the murderer who had a quick glance from a group of people with similar characteristics".

Or, it is the kind of photos that were snapped secretly. Most of them are more than half of the face of the mission target, sometimes it is blurred, and the frozen face of the mission target is also slightly deformed.

In both cases, there is a certain gap between the photo and the person, and it is really normal to be confused.

The gentleman laughed, and he pulled himself together, like an ordinary father who saw his children playing and having a good relationship, "It is true that at a certain level, human beings are almost the same... they are all desires. / The look of hope and power."

The elevator stopped.

Belmode also gave a low laugh, and naturally changed the topic, "The event held in Times Square today is related to charity animals. The process may be a bit cumbersome at that time. If you are bored, you can help other organization members take action."

"In addition to the sniper target, there is another guy who needs to be cleaned up. If he 'suicide' or 'accidentally' dies, he can't have anything to do with the organization." She said, "When you find any flaws, you can help the group Members of the organization check for omissions and fill in the vacancies."

Dinner is still steak.

Rational Hinata was already used to it. He glanced at the dining table, then at Belmode who pushed the gentleman to the table and started tidying up, and declined, "Forget it, you're too famous."

Follow a big star to participate in activities... If one day, this big star falls off the horse and is pursued by justice, then he will also be implicated.

And there are too many people in Times Square, and there are even more people when there are activities, so let’s see you again.

Belmode sat down, and she blinked, "If you don't want to attract attention, you can also act separately from me. Something very interesting will happen in tonight's event. Are you really not going?"

"Such a grand event, half of New York will come to see it, and I feel that there may be several murders."

She raised the knife and fork, slowly cut up the steak, and winked at the gentleman again.

The gentleman cut a few pieces lightly. He didn't eat it immediately, but said helplessly: "Go and see, young children should have some vitality. You are separated from the screen and the phone, and you don't see everyone. You only leave it for your subordinates." The age of giving orders is still a little far behind."

After finishing speaking, he didn't eat either, but cut the steak a little smaller, about the size of a finger, then shook the steak and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

In the animal world, when an old animal can't even eat enough food, it means that it is really starting to die.

Hinata justifiably didn't focus on the gentleman's action of cutting the steak. He just lowered his head, glanced over there from the corner of his eye, concentrated on making noise, and at the same time agreed casually, "Okay."

Is this old animal dying?
He has a little bit of worry, but not much. Anyway, he also has a little way out, and Samoyed, the leader who takes the blame, is also very cute.

I believe Samoyed himself feels the same way, right?He will be as gentle as ever, and he will obediently pick up the black dog pot, showing the angel smile of "I am willing to take the pot", right?

The other party has been in charge of the Tokyo Operation Team for so long, as long as his thinking is a little normal, he must have thought about the boss position of that gentleman, and maybe he also had a short-term wish of "I want to be the boss".

It just so happened that Hinata rationale didn't want to be the leader within five years, so he could continue to satisfy the other party's wish.

While casually repeating this decision that had been made long ago, Hinata Ryo once again found that he was really a good former subordinate. Even if Gin Jiu flicked his tail so cautiously, he didn't hold grudges. Push this messy, fluffy marshmallow to the top of the mountain.

Is this the joy of running in both directions with one person for the same goal?

not bad.

He bit into the sixth steak, and when the gentleman let go and put down the tableware, he also put down the tableware.

Then, without looking at the plate in front of that gentleman, he naturally looked up at the gentleman who took the initiative to look at each other, to show that he had no intention of inquiring into the other person's body.

The other party also looked over. When they looked at each other, the other party's eyelids were a little pulled, covering some eyes, but Hinata reasonably guessed that that kind of eyes would most likely be probing.

So he tried his best to show an innocent expression, and continued to stare intently at the gentleman's eyes, as if he had no interest in the man's hand slightly grasping the handle of the wheelchair and the remaining amount of steak.

That gentleman: "..."

That gentleman and Hinata who suddenly looked up and looked at each other reasonably for a while, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and shook his head helplessly, "The recent forces in New York are competing for the leading position in the next few years, Be careful when you go out."

While talking, he put the handkerchief back on the dining table, raised his hand and frowned wearily, "Send me up, Belmode."

"Okay." Belmode glanced calmly at the steak that was almost motionless in front of the gentleman, it was just cut into small pieces, so it seemed to be missing, and pushed the wheelchair to the elevator.

She said: "If there is anything you want to bring, you can prepare it. We can go to Times Square later, Lily."

What do I need to prepare for the event?

Hinata raised his hand reasonably and asked, "Do you want to change clothes?"

"Suit?"

If you prepare a grand dress...

He recalled Mrs. Hinata's sense of ritual back then, so he said again: "Black kimono?"

Belmode and the gentleman turned their heads at the same time.

One of them was pressing the door-opening button of the elevator with their hands still on the button, and the other was still sitting in a wheelchair, but their movements of turning their heads to look at them were almost the same, and their slightly subtle expressions were also somewhat consistent.

Rational Hinata: "?"

what happened?
Could it be that in the eyes of Belmode and that gentleman, his proposal is a bit like the behavior of the black-haired Hero from his perspective?
However, isn't it normal behavior to wear formal attire when attending a ceremony?
The elevator door opened.

Belmode withdrew her hand, she restrained her delicate expression, turned her head back, and pushed the wheelchair into the elevator, "No need to change."

"I have a suit and dress that suits you very well, and someone has already sent it over."

She estimated the time, "It's only five minutes away."

Fine.

"Please help me take off the tablet," Hyuga Ryo said without any objection, "Thank you."

Belmode said: "Okay."

The elevator door closed slowly again, covering both her and the gentleman.

Hinata turned his gaze reasonably, looking at the plate of steak on the gentleman's seat.

He put together the cut steaks in his mind, and found that the other party probably only ate one or two half-finger-sized steaks.

The wine didn't move at all, it only added to the atmosphere.

Eating is linked to the state of the body. If the gentleman didn't secretly eat other things in private, then there is a high probability that he really wants to GG.

Rational Hinata began to think: how to push that fluffy marshmallow to the top?

Thinking about it, he moved the tip of his nose and smelled a very faint smell of blood coming from the second floor.

It's really light, mixed with the smell of wine and steak, brewing in the air with other flavors, Hyuga Ryo is particularly sensitive to the smell of blood, so he can notice it at the first time.

If it was another person here, it probably wouldn't smell this smell at all.

And there is no sound of fighting or struggling, the second floor is very quiet, so why does it smell like blood?

Hinata raised his eyes rationally and looked towards the second floor.

Both Belmode and the gentleman were in the study, and the door was tightly closed before they came out.

The subtle, sweet smell of blood lasted for a few minutes. There was the sound of a car approaching outside the house, and then the car slowed down, stopped, and the driver opened the door to get off and walked towards the door of the house. The sound of the doorbell being pressed.

It was the man who brought the dresses.

Hinata looked away reasonably, got up and went to open the door.

A member of the organization who was wearing a black suit and kept his head down obediently, not daring to look up, was standing outside the door, holding two stacked black boxes in his hand.

There was a sound of opening the door upstairs, and at the same time, the slight smell of blood suddenly became stronger, and Hinata looked up rationally.

Belmode walked out of the study without changing his expression, closed the door casually, then looked down, and silently made a few gestures, indicating that he was going to get the tablet.

She also smelled of blood, but it wasn't strong, more like it was contaminated rather than injured.

Hinata rationally looked away thoughtfully, he reached out to take the two black boxes in the hands of the members of the organization at the door, and said casually: "Thank you."

Hearing his voice, the member of the organization subconsciously lowered his head at first, seeming to respect the people in this house, but then suddenly raised his head, "Huh?"

This is a black-haired, black-eyed, typical non-American face, who looks at most 30 years old, and a device that looks like a camera is strapped to his shoulder.

It's a mission recorder.

Is this guy surprised to hear his voice because he heard his orders during the mission?
Hyuga rationally glanced at the surprised member of the organization casually, closed the door behind him, and turned his attention upstairs again.

Upstairs, Belmode took the tablet, stepped on high heels and walked downstairs, "Change into a dress in the guest room."

There are many guest rooms on the first floor.

This is the option to directly ban the 'go upstairs to change clothes', why, because of the smell of blood?
Hinata nodded rationally and calmly, "Okay."

"I'm also going to change the dress and tidy up," Belmode estimated, "it will take about 10 minutes."

She belatedly asked again, "Should you know how to wear a suit?"

"If not, I'll go find you when I pack up."

This question is very familiar, very familiar.

Ryo Hyuga immediately became vigilant, "It won't be like a kimono, it will have seven or eight layers?"

"..." Belmode glanced at his expression, "No, there are only inner and outer layers, just two layers."

Isn't that just an ordinary suit?Why bother to ask if you will wear it?As long as it is a normal person who wears a coat, they will definitely wear it, right?

Hinata was reasonably skeptical, skeptical about the difficulty of wearing the suit in the box.

After entering the guest room, he opened the box first, took out the suit inside, and went through it carefully from inside to outside.

This suit is black and white, the inner layer is snow white, the outer layer is dark black, the buttons on the cuffs are crystal buttons, arranged in black and white orderly on the suit.

Except that the fabric is extra soft and fits very well, it is no different from normal clothes.

In another box are matching shoes and socks.

After all the replacements, Hinata rationally confirmed his own state carefully before going out to wait for Belmode.

Fortunately, the first time he saw him, Belmode didn't say with a smile, 'It's well dressed, don't wear it again next time', but raised his eyebrows with a smile, and said with satisfaction: "I knew you were very good with this suit." Yes, it really does look alike."

She blinked mysteriously, "There will be special gifts to choose from for participating in the event. You can choose the gift that matches your dress well."

what?
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Half an hour later, Hinata stood reasonably and calmly at the entrance of the event, looking down at those 'special gifts'.

The receptionist at the door enthusiastically introduced, "Aren't these dog brooches all cute?"

"There is Bianmu, it looks like it matches your outfit today, how about it, do you want to choose the Bianmu group?"

In the gift box, some lifelike dog brooches are lined up. There are four styles of them: the Border Collie with its head up and its tail wagging, the Samoyed with a silly smile on its face, the golden retriever with its tongue out and laughing, and the alert dog with erect ears. German Shepherd.

Rational Hinata: "..."

"Or Golden Retriever? Golden Retriever is a very friendly friend to humans!" Seeing that he didn't speak, the receptionist continued to recommend enthusiastically, and lowered his voice, "Did your parents come with you? We will carry out tasks in different groups later. Activities, it is better to do activities with parents."

"A border collie or a golden retriever? Or a German shepherd?"

The reception staff introduced in detail, "Bian Collies are very smart dogs, golden retrievers are very enthusiastic about humans, and German shepherds are very good dogs, usually police dogs."

Ok, thanks for helping to rule out the three options.

Hinata said politely, "The whitest one, thank you."

"Huh?" The receptionist hesitated for a moment, and whispered quietly, "The task of the Samoyed group is related to affinity..."

He took a few more reasonable glances at Hinata, and changed his words naturally, "Okay, do you need me to put it on for you?"

affinity.

Ryo Hinata was not sure about his affinity, but it was not a big problem. He recalled the gin and came to the conclusion easily: his affinity was good.

At least it is more friendly than the Samoyed who has the title of "Smiling Angel".