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

"Huh? Do you know who leaked Scotland's undercover identity?"

Lancer heard the news while eating, and blinked. After hearing this, his originally chaotic mind suddenly woke up.

Probably Bourbon knew the news before him, so he hadn't been seen since he got up early in the morning.

Rai took off the bandage on his face, looked in the mirror, and touched the scar on his cheek.

The burn scar is not big, but it accidentally overlaps with the scar that Bourbon had specially made up when he played Shuichi Akai.

Looking at it this way, Rai felt like he was in a trance of past and present lives.

My former self laughed at the ugly scarred face, which hurt the heart of the old man now.

He put down the mirror, facing Lancer's bulging cheeks and stunned eyes.

It is strange to say that Lancer's current body is in his early thirties, and his actions and expressions are not inappropriate at all.

He seems to be still the same twenty-year-old young man.

The ten-year age gap doesn't seem to be that big.

"Well, Bourbon has taken action in this matter, so we can save some energy." Ginjiu, who is a master of perfect attendance, also felt depressed and out of breath after encountering these things one after another.

He volunteered: "Would you like to go on vacation somewhere to relax?"

Rai and Lancer looked at him with shocked eyes, as if they were not looking at Gin, but some alien.

I saw Lancer across from me put down the bowl and chopsticks, reached over and touched Gin's forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever, and then asked uncertainly: "Are you serious? Scotland can be left to Bourbon." Go deal with it, but don’t you have to chase the international killer?”

Gin, who was sitting cross-legged, put his phone in front of Lancer and said calmly: "I heard that that guy has left the country. It's not easy to find her now."

Lancer blinked and sighed: "This guy is running around like a rat. Isn't there any police from other countries who will punish her?"

He turned to look at Ley: "Does the FBI not care?"

"Ha." The man with long black hair pushed back the hair that had fallen to his forehead, holding a cigarette between his fingers.

The more provocative your movements are, the more provocative you are.

"Why are you asking me? I'm not the FBI now."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Lancer continued to pick up the bowl of rice.

Not long after, Bourbon returned to the public security side. With the support of his immediate superior, Kuroda Bingwei, he continued to work as a public security officer.

Only this time, he targeted a classmate who graduated at the same time, and was determined to investigate evidence that this person had a secret communication with the organization.

"Huh? It's a bit strange."

Edogawa Conan found it a bit incredible.

The blond man in front of him told him some scrap information, and he only found out from his mouth that Scotland's death was related to the high-ranking police officials. The other person was Fangtani Ling's classmate at the police academy, and he suddenly felt something was strange.

Toru Amuro, the waiter who returned to work at Poirot Cafe, leaned over the counter and approached Conan. He narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "What's weird?"

Hearing this, Conan lowered his voice and said: "Brother Amuro, I think you are already considered a person with a relatively high police rank among your peers in the public security police. But since the other party can dispatch other police officers to hunt you, it means that his police rank should be It’s better to be taller than you.”

"Generally young police officers don't get promoted so quickly, right?"

Tohru Amuro is already considered to be the king of detectives. His undercover organization has gathered a lot of information, and he usually has to deal with other public security incidents. One person can be divided into three people to use. With such work efficiency, it is already very high to be promoted to the police department. What an exaggeration.

If he hadn't made great achievements, it shouldn't be possible for him to rise so quickly, right?

Hearing this, Toru Amuro smiled at him, and while wiping the plate in his hand, he said to Conan: "You are still the same as before, Conan, and you will not give up until you get the answer you want."

Conan across from him smiled awkwardly, and then sucked the juice in the cup vigorously.

Toru Amuro said as if unintentionally: "However, I'm not sure. Since the other party's police rank is higher than mine, his power must be much greater than mine. It is not difficult for him to hide himself, and there is another reason for this. possible."

"What is possible?"

"That person comes from a police family, and his elders and brothers are all working in the police. I think it is not impossible if they deliberately wanted to get some information from my classmate."

"It's impossible for people to be vigilant all the time, especially when facing their own family members. There will definitely be times when something is leaked."

Conan looked at him blankly and said oh.

The atmosphere between the two became awkward again, and the noise of several children was particularly obvious in the background.

At this time, Toru Amuro glanced in the direction of the booth and said to Conan: "It looks like you are going out for fun. Where are you going this time?"

Conan raised his head, looked back at Ayumi and the others, twitched his lips in embarrassment, and said, "Actually, this time I was invited by the client to visit his manor."

"Oh? Is it a commission completed by the Young Detective Team?" After seeing Conan nod, Toru Amuro said clearly: "It's really good. It's best to be a child, carefree."

Conan laughed a few times.

He didn't feel good at all. If possible, he really hoped that he could return to his original body as soon as possible and be with the guys from the dark organization...

"You're young, don't think too much." Toru Amuro took away the juice cup that he had finished drinking and helped him get a refill.

"Thinking too much can easily lead to hair loss." Toru Amuro smiled and put the juice cup in front of him, "I'll take this cup."

Seeing his relaxed expression, Conan stared blankly for a while, then lowered his voice and asked cautiously and tentatively: "Hey, Mr. Amuro..."

"Ok?"

"During the time when you were being chased by the police, were you always with Mr. Akai?"

The smile on Toru Amuro's face did not change, but he stretched out his hand in front of Conan, and then clenched it into a fist.

"Conan."

"Yes!"

"I haven't bought you anything to eat, have I?"

"Well, I seem to have eaten cake before, even though it was melted..."

Amuro Toru smiled gently and harmlessly: "Then do you want to try my sandbag-sized fist?"

Conan waved his hands and shook his head and refused repeatedly: "No, no, no!"