After Crossing, I Made Conan Cry

"yes?"

To be praised by a beauty of Bell Mode's level, even if the other party actually praises her often, Yoyo's eyebrows and eyes are frowned, and the smile on her face deepens a bit:

"Actually, I think so too. I didn't expect to be so handsome."

Yoyo stacked the tray with the tray that Bell Moder had just placed on the table, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to Bell Moder, hugging her intimately.

Seeing this, Gin put away the gun and subconsciously crushed the smoke between his fingertips.

It wasn't until the flames disappeared that he realized that she no longer seemed to have the previous rejection of the smell of smoke. He couldn't help but pause, and squinted his eyes slightly to look at the past.

Noticing the look in his eyes, Yoyo raised her wine glass and looked over suspiciously:

"Gin?"

"Tsk."

Gin said angrily:

"When did you learn to smoke?"

It is impossible for a person who rejects the smell of cigarettes not to reject it somehow, unless she has learned it herself.

So who taught her?

She obviously doesn't know how long they have known each other.

Could it be Bourbon?

"I know this."

Bell Mode feared that the world would not be chaotic and said:

"It's the dead FBI."

Hearing this answer, Gin's original plan to take advantage of the problem was shattered, but only for a moment, he sneered again:

"What's that Bourbon guy doing? Letting you get so close to an fbi."

"Uh...that..."

Yoyo wants to say that at that time Amuro Tooru didn’t know that Akai Shuichi was an fbi, and she was in a cold war with Amuro Tooru at that time, let alone that time, even now he doesn’t know that she and Akai Shuichi learned to smoke .

Otherwise, if he knew that Akai Shuichi taught her to drag racing and smoke...

But when she saw Gin's cold eyes glancing over, she choked back the words abruptly.

Youyou gave Bell Mod a look, signaling her to save her life, but she actually gave her a helpless look back, she couldn't help coughing, her eyes wandered for a moment, trying to throw the big, round black pot Back to Akai Shuichi's head:

"No wonder Bourbon. There was a time when I was very close to the rye. That's when he taught me."

"Ah."

Hearing the favoritism towards Amuro Tooru in her words, Gin sneered and before saying anything, Bell Moder on the side had already helped him express his heart.

"That's Bourbon's fault, too."

She shrugged her shoulders, with a bit of malice in her words:

"Who made him not capable enough to let you be hooked up by that FBI?"

"cough."

Seeing that the coldness around Gin had increased a bit, Youyou coughed lightly, and taking the opportunity to cover her lips with her hand, she quietly elbowed Bell Moder, signaling her to shut up quickly.

Bell Mode was enjoying watching the play, but since she received Yoyo's signal, she changed the subject according to Yoyo's meaning.

It's just that it's better not to change the topic than to change it. After hearing this, Yoyo just wants to give her the Bourbon whiskey in his hand, so that she should say a few words less.

"Speaking of which, you probably just came over from the Eastern Capital Tower, right?"

Her pointed eyes fell on the uniform that Yoyo was wearing, and there was a somewhat clear smile on the corner of her lips.

I went after it was easy.

Hearing this, Yoyo pressed the wine glass in her hand to Bell Moder's lips, gritted her teeth and said in a low voice:

"You'd better have a drink, Sharon." Just don't make a fuss, okay?

Bell Mode didn't refuse, but he didn't reach out to take her glass, but directly took a sip of the wine in the posture of Yoyo holding the glass to her lips.

The entrance has a slight caramel flavor, but you can feel a little burning sensation when you swallow it.

Bourbon ah.

Bell Mode gently pushed the wine glass away with his fingertips, and smiled casually:

"Compared to Bourbon, I still prefer Camus."

"Liar, you obviously like wine as long as it is."

Thinking of the time when she went to the United States, she saw a wine cabinet in Bell's safe house, even though she knew she didn't mean that, Yoyo couldn't help complaining.

"I can't help it, who told me that I'm not as dedicated as a certain eldest lady."

She picked up the martini on the table and clinked glasses with Yoyo, and instead of continuing to provoke, she talked about a detective named Kaito Horita who is currently investigating the case of Haneda Koji, and a rock singer who is about to release There's a new song called "asaca," and the gentleman is very concerned about it.

Across Bell Mode, Yoyo and Gin, who was sitting on the other side of her, looked at each other.

"Isn't Haneda Koji's case a mess that Rum didn't clean up 17 years ago? I can't be bothered."

Regarding this matter, Yoyo and Gin have only heard about it. After all, they were still receiving training in the laboratory of the organization at that time, so they only heard about it, and they don’t know the details.

Combining the plot in memory, Yoyo knows a little more, but she shrugged her shoulders and said casually:

"Me too, and Rum probably wouldn't mind letting me take care of it."

"That's right, it seems that this matter should be handed over to me and Bourbon in the end."

Bell Mode actually didn't want to care about this matter, she thought about the possibility of handing over all this matter to Bourbon, and then being lazy...

It seems totally fine.

Anyway, she didn't think those two people could really make any waves. If so, let Amuro Tooru handle it.

Thinking of this, Bell Moder and Yoyo looked at each other and smiled, and they clinked glasses tacitly.

'Ding--'

The two of them drank the wine in the glass. Knowing that Yoyo and Gin must have something to say, and knowing that he was in the way, he waved to Vodka, who hadn't had a drink on purpose, and motioned him to send him off. go back by yourself.

Vodka glanced at Yoyo, and after receiving her nod, he followed Bell Moder and left the bar with confidence.

Seeing that the person in the way finally left, Gin took out a cigarette, but without lighting it, he just held it in his mouth.

The very faint smell of tobacco barely calmed down his restless mood, he glanced at Yoyo who was already drinking his second glass of wine, raised his chin at her, and signaled:

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Ok?"

Holding the wine glass in one hand, resting her head on the other hand, Yoyo tilted her head lazily at him, and gestured to him from a distance for the glass of wine that was completely untouched on the table.

"Leave without a drink?"

Saying that, Yoyo seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly laughed:

"By the way, brother Zhen is surprisingly abiding by the rules in this regard."

"Ok?"

Gin cast a sideways glance at her, never expecting that one day he would get the evaluation of obeying the rules.