Conan: On the possibility that Whiskey is an undercover agent

Finally the pot was scrapped.

Scotland couldn't bear to watch it any longer. He thought that these two people could meet their survival needs normally, but the fact was that as long as Bourbon stayed with Tokaj, he would be assimilated by him, and then all kinds of problems would arise.

He rarely cooked, Tokaj had almost no need to eat normal food, and he usually ate takeout or ate casually. So this pot ended its kitchen career in its first use, which was quite pitiful.

“So reliable.”

"of course."

"I mean Scotland."

Ye Shimu Yizhi gave Bourbon a strange look, wondering why this guy was so proud. The latter didn't care at all and took the plate handed over by Scotland.

Irregular eating habits were nothing to Bourbon, but skipping meals was very torturous. In order to fulfill Rum's request to monitor Tokaj, he had hardly eaten a normal meal for several days.

The food in the institute's cafeteria was so bad that it was outrageous. Tokaj had never eaten there and he certainly didn't understand Bourbon's feelings. Hiro's cooking was delicious.

With the experience of Bourbon before, Iori Yemuro just dipped the spoon carefully to avoid the possibility that Scotland was a hidden killer in the kitchen, but it turned out to be unexpectedly delicious?

"Is it very hot? You may need to let it dry."

Having just come back from the kitchen, with his Scottish apron still on, Bourbon was adding more rice to his plate as usual. It was the first time he saw the reliable sniper dressed like this, and Yeshiro Iori was eager to take out his phone to take a photo.

…Damn it, Bourbon hasn't returned the phone to him yet. It's not that he's afraid of the phone being searched, this phone was bought for him by Scotland to contact people in the organization, and there's almost nothing on it except games.

Glancing at the other person twice more in frustration, Ye Shiyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "She's so virtuous. I didn't expect that she, who usually looks like she could scare children to tears, could actually cook."

The person who knew how to make this dish was Tokaji, who had a fever some time ago and kept talking about it. Scotland was surprised that this person could actually eat normal food. However, he would just taste it briefly at most and almost treated the main meal as a snack.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Tokaj the kitten eating. It was rare for the kitten to sit at the table. The heat from the food made water droplets hang on his eyelashes. Although he ate very little, he looked in a good mood, as if he was thinking about something happy.

Maybe he would also want to share the delicious food with Aoi, and the family happily chatted around the table.

Maybe it was an illusion, but at this moment Scotland actually felt that the atmosphere was unusually warm.

Iori Hayamuro was indeed in a good mood. The most critical part of his plan had been completed. Even if Gin had some suspicions, he would not be able to find out anything for the time being.

Even if there is to be a thorough investigation, they will be looking for faults with Scotland. He can stay out of it completely. He just needs to pretend that he is completely unaware of it.

As for why Scotland is in a bad mood, who would be happy if the mission failed?

He felt that it was most likely that Gin was warning him, but as long as it was not dead, it meant that he had temporarily passed the level of Gin, and he would not keep a useless mouse.

This is the experience that Iori Yemuro has gained from years of observation. As long as he is not dead, it means that Gin has not found any evidence; as long as he did not shoot, it means that he is not too suspicious; as long as he did not curse, it means that he is not angry.

Simple and crude, but quite effective.

But if Gin suddenly starts to care about others, then you should be careful and start thinking whether he has been caught slacking off recently or whether he has to hand in some work. This guy is not very romantic and heartwarming. Once he knows that the performance is not up to standard, Iori will be dragged around by him to complete tasks.

He had reason to suspect that this guy wanted to train him to be the next model worker, so he was particularly annoyed by his laziness. Let him go, because what researcher doesn't slack off?

Except for Shirley, she has no moral principles. The 14-year-old girl is so eager to stay up late and kill other people just to see her sister.

The 14-year-old Iori Yamuro wished he could sleep for 25 hours a day and spend every day in the laboratory with his seniors. He was not interested in the organization's main drug experiments, and his main field of study was neurology, so he spent 24 hours on the organization's dark web forum to eat melons.

The organization's dark web was created by a hacker predecessor. It was originally just an intelligence exchange forum, and its history is long gone. However, after so many generations of improvement, the forum's section classification is very rich.

There is not only the main information exchange area, but also the more popular living area, generally called the gossip area.

Due to the strict confidentiality, even highly-authorized officials like Gin generally treat this section as a decoration, so everyone speaks freely. I don't know how many rounds of CPs the silver-haired killer has been formed.

The most discussed character is naturally Vermouth. I learned this word from Yoshida Saki, which should be called "Mei Di", right? It's so advanced. It gives me an inexplicable sense of pride that my own child has done well.

Come to think of it, does it count as showing some affection when Vermouth and Gin went on a mission together a few days ago?

It should be, Iori Yemuro nodded in self-recognition, sighing that this is worthy of the American Empire. Selectively forgetting another highly discussed guy, it is Vodka who goes on missions with Gin every day regardless of rain or shine.

But considering that the person involved believes that Gin's lover is the organization, Iori Hayamuro should just pretend that it doesn't exist.

Because he felt that what Vodka said made sense.

This damn scroll king!

Sneaking a look at someone else's phone is an invasion of privacy. Although there is no need to have such a sense of public morality for members of the organization, Bourbon couldn't just look through it in front of the other person, so he just deleted the photos. Unable to bear the constant pop-up dialog box on the other person's phone, he also saw a familiar name.

Sugar God bless me

This ID often appears in the organization's dark web forums. It has a very high level and he is always on the major gossip posts. Bourbon occasionally posts in the life area. This person is especially active in the posts of Vermouth and Gin.

So the question is, does Gin know that Tokaj is always slacking off and spreading gossip about him?

Although Bourbon also felt that the relationship between Gin and Vermouth was unclear, the two of them reached a rare consensus at this moment.

"You should give it back to me after deleting it." Ye Shiyi spread his hands, but Bourbon, for some reason, handed him a chocolate.

Iori Hamuro:?

"May the sugar gods bless you?"

Iori Hamuro:!!!

Forgot about this. Ye Shiyi resisted the urge to throw the chocolate in his face. He was secretly annoyed at himself for not logging out of the account. It must be that Vodka had tagged him again and let Bourbon see it.

Doesn't this guy have any missions? I'll ask Gin to assign him more missions later.

The strange atmosphere between the two attracted Scotland's attention. However, when he went over to check the situation, he saw them playing the game peacefully again. He pointed out Bourbon's disappointing assists and Tokaj's constant scumbag behavior, but he still had the nerve to go against him.

"It's all your fault for talking nonsense! Are you out of your mind?"

"Who the hell told you to plant the sunflowers in the first row?"

"Why should I let someone with two hundred suns protect someone with fifty suns?"

Very good, very harmonious. Scotland withdrew his gaze and regarded this as their unique way of getting along.

After confirming that Scotland didn't look over again, Iori Yemuro continued to bargain with him.

"so what?"

In fact, he was still a little panicked. A reliable adult male would not do such a bad thing as telling tales, but Bourbon would. Iori Yemuro believed in his bad behavior unconditionally, and they could never get along peacefully.

"Nothing, I was just talking casually. By the way, it seems that Gin has finished his field work today, and I remembered that I still need to contact him... Hmm?"

Halfway through his words, half a piece of chocolate was stuffed into his mouth. Bourbon lowered his head, and the young master held the remaining chocolate and gritted his teeth, "Timely silence is a virtue of adults."

He swallowed the chocolate, "I like to talk, and this can't shut me up, young master."

The man's purple-gray pupils focused on the target with a deliberate lowering of his voice. The predator locked onto the prey from a condescending angle. As the person being watched, Iori Yemuro's pressure doubled. He was shrouded in the shadow of the man. The oppression of this guy was so strong.

He secretly cursed Bourbon for being useless, but fortunately, after facing Gin for many years, he had developed a poker face that would not change no matter what happened.

He blinked, "Okay, so what do you want?"

What purpose could the guys sent by Rum have? Either they are looking for trouble with Gin, or they are here to drive Scotland away. If Rum wants to regain the gentleman's trust in the intelligence team, he must start with Iori Yemuro.

Just stand up from where you fell.

He still didn't believe that someone could pull out a gun and hit him in the head.

The blond man stared at him for a long time, then suddenly leaned down, his hair brushing across Ye Shiyi's face, bringing an itch. He was about to push this inexplicable guy away, but was restrained by Bourbon's hand. There was a warm breath on his fingertips, and something soft brushed across his fingertips.

Ye Shimu Iori suddenly had a bad feeling. When Bourbon stood up, he saw that he had a piece of chocolate in his mouth, and the half in his hand was missing.

"Maybe next time, young master, this chocolate tastes good."

I clearly gave him half of it, so wasn't it for him? But he ate it all.

"Do you know what the meaning of sunflower is?" You gave me too many smiley faces, didn't you?

You can tell from the young master's expression that it's not something nice, but Bourbon chooses not to hear it.

Ye Shimu Iori pulled out a tissue in disgust to wipe his fingers. He really hated people getting so close to him. Unless this distance was set on an operating table, he would still be happy to be in close contact with Bourbon.

A cyborg with limited skins sounds great.