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

After moving separately from Gin again, Lancer exchanged his points and system for a magnifying glass.

He wants to find the boss's cronies in the entire New Year celebration venue, then kill them and take the token himself.

In this way, he himself can intervene in the secret connection between the boss and someone.

But it was difficult to find people with crow marks on their bodies. Lancer used a magnifying glass to search inside and outside the crowd for a long time but could not find anyone with crow marks on their hands, necks or ankles.

Wait a minute, everyone wears long pants in winter, which completely covers the ankles. How can it be seen?

Lancer complained about the system, but the system calmly gave him the most classic elimination method.

[System: Think about it, how could the other party reveal their identity symbol in such a situation where they might be exposed? Wouldn't it be better if you specially choose people who wear coverings on their necks, hands and feet? 】

Makes sense!

Lancer touched his chin and nodded, then looked around with a magnifying glass and found that there were quite a few people wearing scarves.

Some people have not taken off their scarves because they have just come in from outside and are too cold, while others use silk scarves to match a fashionable and gorgeous outfit.

"Can this also be a choice of three...oh no, it is a choice of four."

Gin's voice came from the headset: "How do you say it?"

Lancer took a quick look and targeted these people.

"There are four people who are suspected of having crow marks. One of them is a lady with a silk scarf around her neck, her hair is tied up, and she wears a scale brooch on her chest... Well, I guess she is a lawyer. The other is a hand. The strong man with a bandage on his body looks like a sports fighter. The one with the same bandage on the back of his hand is a beautiful woman. She is cute and delicate... Oh! It's Okino Yoko."

Lancer opened his eyes and looked a few more times, "It's her, right? She shouldn't have anything to do with the boss, right?"

Gin's voice sounded a little confused, as if he was searching for information about this person in his mind.

But apparently, the search command executed by his brain failed.

"Can not remember."

Very good, Lancer can be sure that the man will forget Kudo Shinichi, it is really because of his poor memory.

"In the previous infiltration mission in Osaka, I was forced to wear women's clothing to sing... Oh, by the way, you hugged her when you left."

Probably shocked by Lancer's words, Gin was silent for a long time, and finally seemed to remember something, and replied disapprovingly: "That was a hostage-taking. Don't confuse two actions of different natures."

After failing to fool Gin, Lancer shrugged and said, "Okay, I just said it casually. Well, the person with the wristbands on his feet in the end was a high school boy."

Wait a minute, high school students...

Could he be a detective again?

Lancer is now allergic to the word detective. If a high school detective pops up and hinders him in the middle of the task, he will be very angry.

When the waiters running around the place came up to him, Lancer asked the waiter unconsciously: "Excuse me, do you know whose company that handsome young man belongs to?"

The waiter looked in the direction Lancer pointed, stared at the young man's profile for a while, and then smiled: "Oh, are you talking about that one? His name is Detective White Horse, and his father is the Metropolitan Police Department The White Horse Police Chief.”

Something to do with the police?

Before Lancer could take a breath, he heard the waiter say: "I heard that Mr. White Horse Detective has inherited his father's excellent genes and is also very talented in solving crimes. He is also a well-known high school detective! "

Lancer: "..."

"But it's strange to say that he usually brings a pet eagle with him, which is inseparable, but today he didn't see it with him... Maybe it's not suitable to bring it with him on this occasion?"

Playing eagle?

After Lancer thanked the waiter, he walked towards the window of the venue and looked outside.

Eagles are hard to find when hiding in the dark. Lancer didn't see any eagles with the magnifying glass he used. Instead, he saw a few pigeons on the top of the bell tower opposite.

He returned to the celebration venue and first took the opportunity to say hello to the sports fighter and wanted to shake his hand.

But the other party covered his bandaged hand and said with an apologetic smile: "My hand has been injured, so I don't have much strength. I think it's better to just shake hands..."

Before he finished speaking, Lancer showed an expression of admiration for him, and said to the man with twinkling eyes: "But I really like to watch your game! Please shake my hand once, I Not too hard! Or let me toast you..."

The disguised Gin appeared behind him at the right time, and deliberately bumped Lancer, causing the wine in his hand to spill onto the sports fighter's bandage.

The family doctor who was not far from him rushed over immediately.

"Oh no! The medicine you just changed cannot touch alcohol! It will seep in soon! Let me untie it!"

Lancer didn't expect things to go so smoothly. The other party untied the bandage on the back of the fighter's hand in front of everyone, only to see that his hand was swollen like a ball of randomly pinched flesh.

[System: oh my god! It seems that sports fighters are not easy to get along with these days! 】

After Lancer apologized repeatedly, he turned his attention to Okino Yoko.

Although he felt that there was no possibility that Yoko Okino was from the organization, he still had to go up and confirm.

The top hunter is able to take away the target in a panic while the figures are intersecting.

The hand flower was removed by Lancer with quick eyes and hands, but it was obvious that there was no crow mark on her hand.

By the time Okino Yoko discovered that her flower had fallen to the ground, it had been trampled so hard that it could no longer be used.

Lancer's eyelids twitched.

He stared at the last two candidates, lost in thought.

It is impossible for the son of the White Horse Police Chief to fall into the arms of the organization. But Lancer's intuition told him that there was something wrong with this boy.

As for what the problem is, he can't say yet.

The celebration is about to begin, and the organizer has already stood on the main podium and said New Year's prayers. But the young man put his hands in his trouser pockets and turned towards the corridor outside the lounge.

Lancer immediately said to the headset: "Gin, you keep an eye on that woman, and I'll go out with the boy to take a look."

Gin didn't answer, and he focused all his attention on Hakuba Tan.

Just as he walked to a deserted place, Lancer saw the young man sneaking into a certain lounge.

He ran so easily that the ankle injury didn't seem to exist at all.

See, he does have a problem!