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

When it was the turn of Conan and the others in front to enter the gate, Haihara Ai seemed to have noticed something and looked around keenly.

"What's wrong, Haibara-san? What are you looking at?"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya in front noticed that she looked a little nervous, as if she was looking around in fear of something, so he opened his mouth and asked.

Hui Yuan Ai recovered her mind, shook her head subconsciously, and remained silent without speaking.

After a moment, she looked at the hat on Mitsuhiko's head, pointed at it, and said, "Can you lend me this?"

"Huh? Good."

The dark green hat was put on her head, and Haihara Ai said thank you to Mitsuhiko.

"It's not important." Lancer, who saw this scene through the telescope, sighed in a pretentious manner. "Cuckolding has meaning, you should read more..."

A figure appeared quietly behind him.

"What's the meaning?"

Lancer suddenly turned around and saw Toru Amuro's face that was almost touching the back of his head, and was speechless.

"Brother Tohru? You scared me."

Bourbon also wore a hat, and unfortunately, it was also dark green.

Lancer opened his mouth, wondering if he would be shot to death after he finished speaking.

"The meaning of cuckold is... to express love."

Apparently, Bourbon didn't think he meant what he said. But when he bought the hat, he did have Ley's eyes in mind.

The same dark green color, although it was similar to Gin, at least it was unique to him.

"Have you found anything?"

Bourbon took the telescope from his hand, raised it and looked down at the cruise ship.

At this time, Conan and his group had walked into the blind spot of their sight, so Bourbon couldn't see anything.

Lancer looked at his disguised face with interest and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just saw a few troublesome guys."

"Oh? Is it Conan?"

"I didn't say his name, how would you know?" Lancer blinked.

Bourbon raised the corners of his lips and said, "You guessed it, that kid always seems to appear in various bizarre situations for various reasons."

Lancer hummed and asked again: "How much do you know about Curacao?"

"Not much." A certain slender woman with capable skills and a unique appearance appeared in Bourbon's mind.

He frowned and said frankly: "Just like you, he is a lunatic."

"How to say?"

Lancer's curiosity was aroused by him, and he was about to continue listening, but was interrupted by Camu's voice in the monitoring room.

"Master Lancer, I found my target."

Everyone in the action team cheered up.

Lancer asked: "Curaçao? Found her? Where is she?"

"She is on the first deck and is now walking into the cabin."

"I'll go over now." Lancer's cell phone rang at this time, which contained the surveillance footage sent by Camus.

He took a few steps and found that Bourbon was standing still, so he turned around and urged curiously: "Aren't you coming with me?"

"I met her face to face."

"But you have already disguised yourself. This face belongs to someone else."

After Lancer said this, a flash of ridicule flashed in Bourbon's eyes, and at that moment Lancer seemed to understand something.

He turned off the headset and asked, "Are you disgusted that you can't show yourself as you are?"

"No." Bourbon said expressionlessly.

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Lancer pulled his arm and walked down, saying some words that even he found incomprehensible.

"For a certain period of time, Gin and I almost always showed ourselves in disguise. We don't take things like face too seriously. After all, those who work in this industry are destined to sneak around and hide from people for the rest of their lives."

"While you are a police officer and an undercover agent, aren't you always secretive? I thought you were used to it!"

When walking down the first floor of the cruise ship, Lancer took out a bag of candy from his pocket and stuffed the Christmas cane-shaped candy into Bourbon's mouth.

Although the man kept a straight face, his mouth was still easy to pry open.

He bit open the candy, and the filling inside flowed out. For a moment, various expressions of surprise, surprise, and curiosity flashed across his face.

"Where did you buy it? The taste is really unique."

"I don't know. When Gin went out to communicate with his accomplices last night, he brought it back from outside." Lancer bit into an elk-shaped gummy and smiled mischievously.

“It’s funny to imagine a cold guy like him buying candy in a convenience store or supermarket.”

Bourbon thought for a moment, only to feel a chill.

"So, as long as the people you care about remember what you look like." Lancer raised his eyebrows, "At least you two are honest with each other in bed."

Bourbon: "..."

[System: Good comfort, don’t comfort me again next time. 】

When the two of them arrived on the deck, they didn't see anyone suspected of Curacao at all.

Kamu reminded in the headset: "She has entered the cabin and is in the photo check-in area after entering the door."

D Company spent a lot of thought on this celebration party for the top sales.

For example, an area similar to a booth was built in the cabin, and various high-selling jewelry bags were placed in the display cabinets for guests to enjoy and take photos.

Lancer looked like Curacao in his impression. As soon as he entered the door, he glanced at everyone lingering near the booth.

Finally, among all the people with bunted hair and gelled oil heads, I found the silver-haired head wearing a hat.

"Bourbon, over there."

Lancer and Bourbon split up and walked around from both sides of the booth, intending to block her from both sides.

I don’t know whose naughty child triggered a certain mechanism in the room, and the balloons located near the booth suddenly surged up, blocking their sight.

The two of them suddenly lost track of their target.

"Camu, where is the person?"

Through the headphones, you can hear the sound of Camus typing on the keyboard to adjust the monitor.

The other party hesitated for a moment and said, "She's gone. I didn't see where she went..."

Lancer: "Ah..."

At this time, Bourbon didn't know what he was thinking of. He turned to Lancer and asked: "Where is the control room?"

Lancer paused, "It should be in the innermost part of the first floor -"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened.

Not good! The other party may have a run-in with Kamu!