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

“Remember the one-eyed policeman with white hair and white beard who died at the technology exhibition?”

They returned to the hotel, and Gin showed Lancer the few pictures he had taken.

Lancer thought for a moment and nodded: "It seems that this person was once thought to be Rum, but he was actually Bourbon's direct superior in the public security department. At the technology exhibition before, he was treated as a piece of meat by the guy named Murakami. Shield, died by Bourbon's gun."

In the replayed scene, Manager Kuroda was in full swing.

Lancer's eyelids twitched, "Don't tell me that Bourbon recognized his identity in the dark, so he showed mercy."

"No, I prefer that he was overly emotional at the time and missed the point." Gin said.

"Then why did the police announce his death?" Lancer thought for a moment and frowned: "Are they setting off smoke bombs for us to let us relax our vigilance?"

Gin's fingers turned an unlit cigarette, thoughtfully.

"If he's not waiting to cooperate with Bourbon, he must do something that can only be done after his death."

On the screen, Kuroda Hei and Shiratori Rensaburo were on the Metropolitan Police Department's boat. They were out at sea and seemed to be going somewhere.

"Are they going to which island?"

"No, look, this is the latest news report." Gin showed him the newspaper they had laid on the table after breakfast.

Lancer saw the headline on the newspaper at a glance.

[The world's first facility to connect police surveillance cameras around the world...]

Interpol has built a base on Hachijo Island, which stores and operates equipment that can perform face recognition worldwide based on surveillance video.

Lancer gave a perfunctory wow and said without any emotion: "It sounds so awesome!"

Gin: "..."

The young man turned his head, loosened his tight collar, and took a long breath: "Does this have anything to do with us?"

They travel cautiously and usually go out in disguise. Face recognition doesn't seem to hinder them.

The man bit his cigarette tightly and patiently explained to him: "With the popularization of surveillance, our actions have also appeared in the historical records of many surveillance cameras. Just being cautious in the future is not enough. There are also traces of previous surveillance. Our shadow.”

"Interpol is not all fools. They can calculate the target and route of each of our missions based on these records... When we are photographed next time, we may face police pursuits."

Lancer didn't take this thing seriously at all.

There was a bit of contempt and a bit of nonchalance in his eyes, "What are you afraid of? Just blow him up."

The man sitting opposite him seemed to have expected what he would say. He opened his mouth and chuckled: "What if this system is the one we are looking for?"

Then you have to consider whether to stay.

Lancer rubbed his scalp with the knuckles of his fingers and said slowly: "Is there a concrete answer?"

"I have observed it." Gin walked to the window and stared at the sea view outside the window. "The two policemen should stay here for a few more days. When they go to sea again tomorrow, we will follow them."

That's all we can do now.

Lancer yawned and dragged his tired body into the bathroom.

"I'll take a shower. Remember to call me for dinner later."

This hotel provides dinner, and Gin called the front desk and asked them to bring dinner, so when Lancer came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with a towel, he saw the food set on the small table.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Lancer asked casually. Without waiting for the sound of gin, he continued to himself: "It's okay if you don't go. You can go to bed directly after eating. I'm so sleepy!"

The hotel's shower gel has a very light smell, a bit floral, and mixed with a fresh mint smell.

They strictly followed the dining order of Lancer eating dinner, Gin eating Lancer, so the lights in the room were turned off early.

When he woke up the next morning, Lancer only moved his arm a little, and his teeth chattered in pain.

What happened to this guy last night? It’s like I haven’t eaten meat for several years...

[System: Maybe it’s because this mission made him excited? Because he knows your next destination. 】

Lancer was stunned and turned to look at the pillow.

empty.

So early in the morning, where did people go?

He climbed out of the quilt, put on his clothes and shoes with difficulty, stretched and moved his muscles.

The cell phone on the table rang. Lancer turned around and answered the call, angrily: "Hey! It's me!"

"Come down, get ready to go."

Lancer looked at the clock in surprise and said unexpectedly: "So early?"

It seems that he is really excited. He is not tired even if he goes to police station so early in the morning.

Humph, Lancer thought he could still handle a man who was just a few years older.

He rubbed his waist stiffly, put on his coat and walked out of the hotel room.

Unfortunately, he met an old acquaintance as soon as he went out. Lancer had to put on the hat on the back of his coat, lowered his head and walked forward.

Oncoming were two girls chatting happily.

"Really, I finally made it to Hachijo Island, and I didn't see any whales when I went out to sea today!"

"Yuanzi, don't worry! Aren't we going to go out to sea together tomorrow? We will definitely have good luck then."

The long-haired girl smiled softly, and suddenly felt that the figure walking by her looked a bit familiar.

It's a pity that the man just walked by in a hurry, and by the time she wanted to take a closer look, she couldn't see the other person's face at all.

Suzuki Sonoko, who was walking in front, looked back at her: "Xiaolan, what are you doing?"

"Huh? It's okay, I was just dazzled."

Suzuki Sonoko teased her: "Did you think you saw Shinichi?"

"It's nothing." Mao Lilan shook her head in confusion, "Maybe it's my misunderstanding. Yuanzi, please don't laugh at me."

The two continued to go to the end of the corridor, "It would be great if Conan and the other brats were still here, it would be a little more lively..."

Lancer, who was far away from them, took a long breath and looked back.

The eldest lady came for vacation and brought a best friend who knows karate!

If they were aware of his identity, they would probably attack him with a knife.

Lancer quickly arrived at the meeting point with Gin. As he was looking around, he saw Gin already waiting for him on the speedboat.

"Have the two policemen left already?" Lancer sat down and just asked, when he saw Gin naturally taking out a wrapped sandwich from his pocket.

He raised his eyebrows, took it and started to eat hungrily.

Yesterday's dinner had been consumed that night, and my stomach had been growling since I woke up in the morning. It was really embarrassing for me.

Lancer felt sorry for himself.

[System: No, your stomach started growling in the middle of the night. Gin was so disturbed by you that he couldn't sleep, so he got up early. 】

The system's merciless complaints made Lancer successfully choke on his sandwich.