Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

A group of people followed Matsumoto Kiyonaga into the door, and now the originally spacious lounge was already crowded.

Especially the childhood sweethearts Kudo Shinichi and Mori Ran who met once before, it seems that their parents are quite well-known in the search section, and the middle-aged police officers headed by Police Officer Megure chatted happily with them.

Although it was the first time we met the short-haired girl, the name "Suzuki Sonoko" appeared frequently in the news. She seemed to be the heir of the Suzuki family. She had a lively and outgoing personality, and had a good chat with the police officers.

At this time, we should be thankful that the curly-haired colleague really had the foresight. The two of them stood in the corner with a low-key look. Except for the greeting from the Nomiya Police Department, their immediate superior, they hardly attracted the attention of others.

However, this also facilitates Liya's observation.At least so far, the engaged protagonist, Sayuri Matsumoto in a white dress, has not come into contact with any dangerous objects, and now she is waiting for the arrival of "lemon tea".

In this seemingly peaceful and noisy environment, Liya suddenly heard the suspicious whispers of his curly-haired colleagues around him, and turned his head to look:

"what?"

"Strange, isn't it?"

Because in the closed and densely populated lounge, Matsuda Jinhei touched the cigarette case and put down his hands. He casually leaned against the wall and looked up at her boredly: "It's obviously just an engagement, not a formal wedding. Are the guests here?" A little too much?"

"Is that so?" There is no relevant knowledge in memory, and Riya didn't notice this before, and looked around after hearing the sound, and sure enough, he saw a lot of policemen who were not from the search section.

Could it be that the seemingly vicious, rigid and serious Section Chief Matsumoto is surprisingly popular and popular?

What a surprise.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who was read, looked at her daughter in a pure and beautiful white dress, and then at the man behind her who stayed in place like a log, and couldn't help but feel even more displeased.

Looking around, other people greeted each other, temporarily freeing up space for the two of them to communicate alone, so Matsumoto Kiyunaga no longer hesitated, stepped forward and pressed his daughter's shoulder, hesitantly said: "Sayuri, are you sure?" Yet?"

"What's so good about that kind of man, there are many better young people in our class!"

"Huh?" Responding, Sayuri Matsumoto's eyes widened in dissatisfaction, "It's about this time, what are you talking about?"

She knew that her father had always looked down upon her fiancé, no matter what method she could use, even after a lot of effort, she only managed to let him let go and agree to hold the engagement ceremony first.

But in any case, these police officers in the room are basically middle-aged, regardless of whether they are excellent or not, they can't be considered "young people", right?

Seeing his daughter's doubts, Kiyomaga Matsumoto immediately turned around and wanted to find Ren Saburo Shiratori as an example.This police officer is from the professional team, and he is only in his 20s this year. Isn't he much better than that weak consortium young master in terms of appearance, ability, and status?

But he scanned around, but couldn't find anyone, probably went out first.

Excluding Kudo Shinichi, who is not yet an adult, it is really a group of middle-aged men from a distance. Fortunately, there is a tall young man with black curly hair standing in the corner by the door, so he just pointed at him: "Even if it is a man with a backbone. An ordinary police officer, as long as you are willing, is much more pleasing to the eye than that kind of man?"

Glancing over there impatiently, Matsumoto Sayuri who was a little annoyed suddenly raised her eyebrows and laughed: "Father, even if I want to do this, right?"

The handsome young man with curly hair wearing sunglasses seemed to have noticed the movement here, but he just glanced over and continued to talk with his beautiful female companion beside him. .

Matsumoto Kiyomachi turned his head and took a look when he heard the words, and couldn't help but put down his hands in embarrassment, his momentum greatly weakened: "I'm just giving an example... If you like it, just do it first."

In a fit of anger, he took all the police officers out, and Kudo Shinichi and the others were coerced and went out together.

After a few minutes, the door was opened again, and a pretty young woman walked in with a gentle smile in her voice: "Sayuri, the lemon tea you wanted is here."

Riya, who has been paying attention to this side, was refreshed, and came over with a smile: "Miss Matsumoto, can you give me a copy?"

"Of course." Sayuri Matsumoto reached out for a bottle, and Kazumi Takenaka agreed without hesitation, and carefully handed out the straws, jokingly said, "Fortunately, I have the habit of preparing double servings. It's used."

Liya next to him quickly checked the undamaged packaging, and couldn't help frowning: Kazumi Takenaka let Sayuri Matsumoto take out the two bottles of lemon tea and open them by herself. It seems that she didn't intend to let her drink a certain cup.

Besides, there is no problem with the packaging on the bottle mouth. After shaking the bottle gently, there is no drop of water, so it is not injection poisoning.

strangeness.

Now there are only 13 minutes left. If she didn't do it first, is she going to poison in front of a group of people?

However, since there is no problem with the drink, I happened to be a little thirsty... Riya casually inserted a straw and took a couple of sips.

Although it is a cheap prepared drink, this sweet and sour taste is actually quite good.

After distributing the drinks, Kazumi Takenaka looked at her friend who was drinking lemon tea with a sweet expression, and then looked at Toshihiko Takasugi who was standing alone by the window, his brows and eyes were a little bored, and he lowered his voice: "By the way, Sayuri, come with me Come on, I have something to tell you..."

"what?"

Sayuri Matsumoto was stunned, she suppressed her smile, and was about to go out with her with lemon tea in one hand, but she stumbled on the carpet in a daze: "Ah——"

It turned out that a piece of the carpet bulged at some point, and she happened to step on it. Although Kazumi Takenaka helped him in time, the lemon tea spilled a little on his hand. Fortunately, the dress did not get on it.

Riya next to her walked away as if nothing had happened, took Sayuri Matsumoto's lemon tea and put it on the table, and took a few paper towels from the table to wipe her hands.

Kazumi Takenaka seemed very anxious to say something, before Sayuri Matsumoto took her own lemon tea again, she hurriedly dragged her out.

Toshihiko Takasugi, who stood alone by the window and was silent for a long time, suddenly looked up at the time: one thirty in the afternoon.

He briefly greeted the two who had no intention of going out, and he immediately opened the door and went out.

Checked again, there are still 9 minutes left on the panel.When the clueless Riya raised his head, he saw the curly-haired colleague walking quickly towards the window.

She suddenly remembered that Takasugi Toshihiko had been hovering near the window since the meeting, so she followed subconsciously and also looked out the window.

This is the back of the church. Looking out from here, you can see the lawn behind the church, the tower, and a small grove that is fresh and lush. In short, there is nothing special to note.

But today is obviously a happy day for engagement, but Takasugi Toshihiko frequently stands here and looks out. This behavior is indeed strange...

The next moment, Matsuda Jinpei, who had been observing for a long time without saying a word, suddenly said decisively: "It's the cemetery!"

"Why do you say that?" This kind of place is indeed a blind spot in Liya's knowledge, so he had to ask humbly.

"This kind of structure with a cemetery behind it is very common in Western-style churches. The grove probably was intended to be concealed by someone, but it was too abrupt," Matsuda Jinhei explained briefly, his eyes sharpened, and he stared at the place without blinking. A small forest, "Does Toshihiko Takasugi have any dead relatives?"

Liya recalled a little, and gave the information he heard: "According to Suzuki, Toshihiko Takasugi was adopted by Takasugi's family as an adopted son. It should be that his parents and other relatives are all gone."

"His parents, are they buried in this church?"

But that's not right, the dead parents would only be relieved when they heard about such an engagement, but Takasugi Toshihiko's trance-like demeanor didn't look like he was telling good news.

The dice suddenly turned—

[5/75]

[Successful detection check.You are concentrating on looking at the grove. Under your concentration, you are keenly and fortunately caught the inconspicuous reflection of sunlight a few hundred meters away. Guess what it is? 】

Such a small circular reflection, no need to think, the subconscious mind of the brain has already told her the answer - a sniper!

For a moment, his scalp was numb, and Riya didn't think about it at all. He took Matsuda Jinpei in a big stride and leaned against the wall next to him, with his back tensed and slightly bowed, waiting for the possible gunshot.

Ten seconds passed and nothing happened.

Matsuda Jinpei has relaxed from being confused and vigilant at the beginning, glanced down, and leaned back slightly uncomfortably: "No matter what it is for... can you let go?"

"Feel sorry."

It was only then that Riya noticed that he had pulled the other person over by the collar of his shirt forcibly.The consequence of not paying attention in an emergency is that the hem of Matsuda Jinhei's tucked shirt was torn out by herself, revealing a small white and thin waist line.

She subconsciously let go of her hand, and straightened her tie, which was not fastened, to cover it up. She took a step back as if nothing had happened, and explained her behavior with a serious face: "I saw the reflection of the lens in the distance, and thought it was a sniper shot. reflections, so..."

"I know."

Without questioning her judgment, Matsuda Jinpei sighed silently, turned around, and quickly straightened his messy shirt facing the wall.

hundreds of meters away.

The two people who were talking at the window suddenly disappeared, and Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that he might have been discovered.

However, he wasn't really planning to shoot at first, but he relaxed at this moment, got up and began to pack his things and prepare to leave.

Recalling the scene of a man and a woman standing side by side and having an intimate conversation just now, the black-haired young man with blue cat eyes and a messy stubble picked up the communication happily: "Zero, I have been discovered, and I am going to retreat now."

"Okay, anyway, the original mission of the organization was just to observe the situation and report, and there was no action order." The blond, dark-skinned young man standing in the safe passage cautiously lowered his voice, and responded to the sound.

Zhu Fujingguang's gentle voice continued: "By the way, what's the situation on your side now?"

The phone suddenly vibrated, and an e-mail with garbled characters popped up—this was the warning sign that the public security database had been logged in abnormally.

"Everything is going well, I will contact you later!"

Quickly hung up the communication, Jiang Gu Ling pulled out his gun, walked back to the door of the room he knew by heart, unscrewed the handle roughly and pushed the door open.

He was staring at the computer screen nervously, when there was a sudden crackling sound at the door, the middle-aged man turned his head vigilantly, and saw the handle of the locked door being turned.

His face, which was originally beaming with joy, suddenly froze.

But before he had time to make any response, the next moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, revealing the black muzzle of the gun, which was firmly aimed at his vitals.

"Well, did you find what you were looking for?"

The young man with light blond hair held a gun in both hands and smiled at him calmly.