Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

Conan never expected that one day he and Lancer would meet under such circumstances.

Although this result has long been foreseeable.

Lancer's almost voluntary surrender behavior is puzzling, but it also gives them a chance.

As a boyfriend who has close and intimate contact with Gin, he must have been involved in matters related to that organization to some extent.

Therefore, the police applied for a detention order from their superiors and temporarily detained Lancer in the police interrogation room for questioning.

Before Conan arrived, three waves of public security police had taken turns interrogating him.

But without exception nothing was gained.

"This man is very tight-lipped. He insists that he is only in a relationship with Gin and has no knowledge of his work status."

Next door to the interrogation room, Conan and Shuichi Akai could secretly stare at Lancer like they had done with Gin before.

Through the glass, you can see that the policeman couldn't help but slap the table, and asked Lancer something sharply, but Lancer still looked calm and calm.

He put his arms behind his head and rested them on his clasped hands, not to mention how relaxed he felt.

It's as if coming here is an ordinary thing.

After a few minutes, the attitude of the public security policemen was no longer aggressive, and Lancer lowered his arms as if to move his shoulders and neck.

Conan seemed to have observed something and was slightly surprised.

He leaned forward, placed both hands on the glass of the one-way mirror, and observed carefully again.

Akai Shuichi on the side asked him: "What? Did you find anything?"

"Wait a minute..." Conan did not answer him in a hurry, but waited for a while.

I saw the young man folding his arms again, tapping his fingers unconsciously a few times, lowering his eyes and raising them again, everything was done very covertly.

"Watch." Conan frowned and said directly: "Although he always looked careless, his eyes glanced at the watch on his wrist at least three times in a short period of time, which shows that he cares about it. time."

Akai Shuichi began to think.

He took the initiative to report the crime and was very concerned about time...

Could it be that he already knew that Gin was in this place, so he planned this coordinated operation with his companions, and planned to rescue Gin at any time?

Are they really that brave?

"I'm going to confirm the security situation at Ginjiu first, and will notify the public security police who are jointly searching to strengthen their vigilance. Kid, you..."

Conan said: "I'll just stay here for now."

Akai Shuichi couldn't think of a better arrangement, so he nodded in agreement.

When the door closed and Conan was the only one left here, he once again cast his gaze back on the young man in the interrogation room.

There will definitely be a next step.

Conan told himself that he couldn't really stay here for 24 hours.

In the interrogation room next door——

Lancer yawned slowly and said, "Are you done asking? Mr. Police, you have asked me the same question eight hundred times each. Can't you change the question?"

"Then you can explain it yourself. Is there anything else you want to add that you haven't said yet?"

"Yes!" Lancer thought that he could finally show off. He sat up straight and slapped the table and stood up: "Aren't you interested in the relationship between me and my boyfriend at all?"

The interrogating policeman sitting opposite fell into silence.

Lancer also took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said to them: "Do you want to see our intimate photos?"

Kiss, intimate photos? !

The faces of the two young public security policemen suddenly turned red and they looked at each other. An awkward atmosphere instantly filled the entire interrogation room.

You tell me to take a look at it. I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to take other people’s intimate photos.

If you don't look at it...what if there is some evidence that can prove Gin's guilt?

Before the two people's CPUs burned out, they walked out of the interrogation room to seek advice from their seniors.

Lancer shook his head regretfully while holding the phone.

[System: What a dog you are! Before leaving, I took a few photos with the black cat in my arms. Are they also called intimate photos of you and your boyfriend? 】

What is the problem? The repair cat is also called Gin!

Lancer slowly put his phone into his pocket, and then crossed his arms again.

With that moment, he discovered that the signal in this interrogation room was indeed blocked, so even bringing a mobile phone was of no use.

He was searched before he came in, and it was confirmed that he did not have any dangerous weapons such as firearms on him before he was taken to the interrogation room.

At the moment, no one is sure what Lancer wants to do.

Lancer was waiting for something. When no one else was around, he glanced at his watch openly, then sat back on the chair with his arms folded and his eyes closed.

Conan frowned again after witnessing this.

Soon after, his phone vibrated, so Conan answered the phone, with Shuichi Akai on the other side.

"There is nothing wrong with Gin. There are no devices inside or outside the confinement room."

Conan couldn't help but fell into doubt: "Then what is he waiting for?"

"If we can't guess it, then let's wait quietly - isn't there an old saying? Stay the same and cope with the ever-changing situation."

Time passed bit by bit, and this silence made people feel too uneasy.

Especially when Conan saw Lancer so bored that he yawned and even fell asleep on the table, he always had an ominous premonition lingering in his heart.

When the time passed to 6:06 in the afternoon, the door of Conan's room was opened from the outside.

To his surprise, the person who came in was not Shuichi Akai, but Rei Fukiya, a public security officer.

Before meeting this public security officer, he had another identity, that is Toru Amuro, a close disciple of Kogoro Mori and a waiter at Poirot Cafe.

"Mr. Amuro?"

As Toru Amuro, he always has a kind smile on his face.

Public security policeman Jiang Gu Ling, on the other hand, has a serious attitude and does not smile. He is completely different from the other one.

After he came in, the first thing he did was to stand next to Conan and look at the silver-haired young man in the interrogation room through the glass with him.

The other party was so sleepy that he yawned and squeezed out tears.

"Although this does dampen our enthusiasm, Conan, this matter should come to an end."

Jianggu Ling's tone was calm and calm, as if he had received some news.

Conan asked in confusion: "What happened? Mr. Amuro."

"A few minutes ago, the people above conveyed an order to my immediate superior——"

"We need to put away the gin."

In the interrogation room, the young man scratched the hair on the back of his head and suddenly turned his head to look at the single-sided black glass that he had never looked directly at before.

Even though he knew he couldn't see anything, when he stood up from the chair and walked to the other side of the glass to stop, Conan still suddenly felt flustered.

Immediately afterwards, he and Fangtani Rei saw the young man with short silver hair smiling in victory at them through the glass.

It's like mocking, more like showing off.