I became a super detective after commenting on spoilers

The target's curly black hair moved forward and stopped at a constant speed in the scope. Gin's fighting instinct told him that the most suitable time was now.

Without hesitation, he hooked his index finger and pulled the trigger.

boom!The bullet aimed at Osamu Dazai's heart, no accident, the target was not dead but seriously injured...

Wait, who is that guy! ?

The dark blue pupils constricted, and Qin Jiu could clearly see that the passerby who rescued Osamu Dazai moved almost at the same time as the bullet.

That guy did it on purpose, and the timing of pulling the gun out of the breech, one second earlier, one second later, Dazai Osamu could not be unscathed!Which side?

One shot missed, Gin Jiu didn't have time to think deeply, and took a picture of Reiji Tsukishiro's figure. He dismantled the American M24 sniper rifle in twos and put it into a handbag.

The text message of mission failure was sent, and the next second after the reminder was delivered, the monotonous phone rang.

"The target is unharmed?" Rum's voice was distorted, "Because of the person in the picture."

The photo was loaded, and in the distance across the bank, Reiji Tsukishiro's silver hair and Osamu Dazai's black suit merged into a mass of color blocks.

"Rum, his information." Gin's cold voice sounded in the empty model house, and his attitude was not polite because of his status as Rum's second-in-command.

Hearing the irritability of the gin, Rum pondered.

He knows better than Gin, how important Dazai Osamu is as the first ring if he wants to move the cake of Yokohama Municipality.

They have very few opportunities, and they can only think about it in the long run.As an intelligence department that explores the path, it is indeed not in place this time.

"I see." Rum made a concession. He enlarged the photo on the screen, "Seize the opportunity before evacuation."

"You don't need to tell me." Qin Jiu snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

After scanning around to confirm the finishing work of the room, he sent a text message to the newcomer in the organization.

Before the port mafia came looking for them like hyenas, Gin pressed his hat and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

At the cafe, Toru Amuro received a text message from Gin.

[Retreat immediately after the target dies. ——GIN]

His eyes moved slightly, and he swept across the door of the store calmly, alert to possible emergencies.

Gin will not be kind enough to ask him, is the task changed, or the execution is not smooth, and the port mafia noticed it?

With Toru Amuro's current status as a handyman, he can't get more information.

ding ding dong.

The wind chimes at the store door collided with a series of crisp sounds.

Amuro glanced at the person coming from the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat. Dazai Osamu, one of the two blacks, and a silver-haired boy who was unfamiliar to him.

The fingertips on the handle of the cup were slightly buckled, and he restrained himself from observing the other party.

Osamu Dazai is famous all over the world, his every move may be captured by the other party, revealing information quietly.

As for the appearance of the young high school student on the side, the two kept a social distance, and Toru Amuro deduced that they were not familiar with each other.

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't know that he was noticed by both the real and fake bottles of wine, and he followed the waiter's guidance to the double seat.

The comment had disappeared on the way, if Osamu Dazai was not by his side, Reiji Tsukishiro would almost think that the comment was his illusion.

If the comment is gone, it will be gone, and he doesn't care about it.Just this trouble in front of me...

Reiji Tsukishiro watched as Osamu Dazai took a seat opposite him familiarly.

Now he made up a new reason to explain how he knew the sniper, is there still time?

Osamu Dazai opened the menu and happily chose between strawberry parfait and banana split, not knowing the collapse of Tsukishiro Reiji under the calm ice.

It's embarrassing enough for two people who don't know each other to sit at the same table. Sakura estimates that she will be there in 10 minutes...

No no, no matter what, he couldn't make the situation any longer awkward, he had to find a way to hint to Osamu Dazai to leave.

Reiji Tsukishiro secretly cheered himself up in his heart, rolled a few words back and forth on the tip of his tongue, and finally overcame the psychological barrier and said, "Dazai."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai looked away from the menu and looked at him.

The silver-haired boy frowned slightly, and the warm light shone on him through the glass, softening the coldness that drove people thousands of miles away, but he couldn't pretend the alienated tone—"I've made a date."

Know his mafia status, so don't want to deal with it?

Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin, then he must not be able to fulfill his wish~

Tsukishiro Reiji's eyes were bright, and he looked at Osamu Dazai full of hope, hoping that the other party would understand his "subtext".

Feeling the silver-haired boy's resistance, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyebrows deliberately for a while, wondering: "I just want to have a cup of coffee, if Reiji doesn't want to..."

The slender fingers flipping through the menu paused for a moment, Tsukishiro Reiji was stunned, his eyes trembling.

How can he accept such words!Can he say that you are not allowed to think!

In the unilaterally suffocated silence, he frowned, and it took him a long time to say: "I invite you."

please!Please leave immediately after drinking!

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips, the young man in front of him obviously resisted him, but he endured when he made a request——

The boy's blue eyes were as calm as ever, and he pushed the menu in the direction of Osamu Dazai with his fingertips.

The phone in the inner pocket of the suit vibrated two or three times in a row, Osamu Dazai curled his lips, knowing without thinking that he was an incompetent subordinate, it was a pity that he forgot to throw the phone into the river.

While Osamu Dazai was picking out coffee, Reiji Tsukishiro took out his sketchpad and began to routinely collect materials.

He's a manga artist, technically a shojo manga artist.

But the strange brain circuit, the plot and the lines without emotion, led to the serial manga being cut in half.

So he became a former girl cartoonist, but this did not prevent him from following in the footsteps of Ms. Mengye and drawing materials anytime and anywhere in life.

Teacher Mengye said that there are manga materials everywhere in life, as long as you draw more materials, you will be able to draw exciting girl manga!

For example, the expression of the lady next door is very interesting, with a hint of prudence in her tenderness.

Tsukishiro Reiji nodded secretly, took out the charcoal pen and began to sketch.

"Guest your coffee."

The waitress smiled and walked to the next seat, carefully put down a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, turned around and walked towards their table.

"Your coffee, sir." More milk, no ice, two parts sugar.Best decaf? ? ?

The waiter glanced at the last note on the menu, slandering how the customer seemed to be looking for faults.

Reiji Tsukishiro felt a familiar feeling of stuttering in front of his eyes, and he felt that something was wrong, the comment could not have a trigger mechanism...

[After looking at it three times, I found Bourbon's golden retriever from the potted plant. The production team is quite particular about the details.Bourbon deserves to be the hardest-working wine other than gin, albeit a fake. (Like 2W)

#1: Toru Amuro, who is not yet bourbon, can only do odd jobs for gin.

#2: Did the dead mafia bourbon get involved in this episode?

#3: Back upstairs, no, Bourbon is responsible for confirming his death. On the surface, this case has nothing to do with the winery. It can only be said to be awesome, with a Russian style. ]

The bottom of the ceramic cup hit the cup holder crisply, awakening Reiji Tsukishiro.

"Dead Mafia This Episode"... Is someone dying soon?

He frowned, excluding Osamu Dazai who should have used the concentrated gun.

The case seems to be related to the winery again, this time it is bourbon, and the name is Toru Amuro?

The winery is really not a serious organization, and they die wherever they go.

Reiji Tsukishiro scooped up a spoonful of chocolate parfait angrily.

Osamu Dazai noticed the boy's suddenly serious eyes, and glanced at his neighbor.

Ordinary two men and two women, but the relationship between four people is intricate, a pair wearing rings on their ring fingers, the man is cheating on his girlfriend's best friend present, and his brother has been secretly in love with his girlfriend for many years.

Judging from the calluses on his hands, he held a gun all the year round, with a vaguely arrogant expression, and he was a mafia.

Well, it's interesting.

Osamu Dazai stirred the small metal spoon, and the phone in his pocket vibrated again.

This time it should be the news from Mori Ogai.

Just as Osamu Dazai withdrew his eyes, the man sitting next to him suddenly suffocated, his voice sounded like a stuck bellows, and then he closed his eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The waiter who had first aid training stepped forward, took a breath, took a few steps back, fell to the ground, and screamed in horror: "Dead, dead——"

The sound of the spoon hitting the wall of the ceramic cup slowed down. Osamu Dazai was surprised. He glanced at the calm young man. Seeing that the other party had not hurriedly filled in the last few strokes of the sketch, he separated his eyes indifferently. waste reclaimed.

Osamu Dazai picked up the warm white mocha, the rich chocolate and milk flavor relieved the fatigue of absenteeism and failure.

He slightly revised his impression of the young man in his heart, and it seemed that he was not a good man.

It took Reiji Tsukishiro three or four seconds to react when he heard the scream, his fingertips were stiff.He bowed his head, and his excellent basic skills made the wiring as pleasing as ever.

Unexpectedly, he caught a glimpse of the corpse from the corner of his eye, and Tsukishiro Reiji was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his eyes and sat upright.

Dead bodies are scary, scarier than bullets.

This time the murderer acted too fast. It took only 2 minutes before and after he read the comment that the man died, and he didn't even know how the deceased died.

Just take a look at the comments.

[Choose one of the classic three, the male cheating girlfriend, the ex-wife killing in love, the dog licking and going to jail for Bai Yueguang, all the elements are complete. (Like 1.1w)]

The murderer is the original partner? !

Tsukishiro Reiji stared blankly at the beautiful woman who was crying uncontrollably. The diamond ring on her ring finger was shining, and it was just a pair with the ring around the neck of the deceased.

[Bourbon pretended to be terrified and laughed to death, and slipped away. jpg (like 9265)

#1: I will post this emoji when Bourbon is playing hard in the future, hehe. ]

He remembers commenting that Bourbon was blonde...

Tsukishiro Reiji glanced around casually, the handsome blond guy who was in a hurry to pay the bill was quite conspicuous, Toru Amuro happened to meet his eyes, showing a helpless smile.

Hmph, pretending to be a good citizen.I remember you.

Tsukishiro Reiji looked away.

As everyone knows, he is also conspicuous in Amuro Toru's eyes. The misty blue pupils precisely lock him from the crowd, as if peeling off his disguise, and then move away as if nothing happened.

Toru Amuro looked back at his expression through the glass window. He was as panicked as the customers around him, and he couldn't find a weakness.

Is he worrying too much?Amuro was startled.

[No, I said the one black and one white in the corner can't be Dazai and Tsukishiro, right? (like 2115)

#1: Sister, you don’t need to use a microscope. Why is Dazai here if he doesn’t return to Hong Kong?

#2: Second, there is only a back view of the black hair, and the person opposite him is only painted with white patches. ]

I'm sorry, but that white lump of color is me.

Tsukishiro Reiji thought indifferently.

It is estimated that he did not intervene in the murder cases that have occurred. The police are not free, but Bourbon is more suspicious.

Reiji Tsukishiro frowned, seeing the store manager standing aside stupidly but only wiping away his sweat, he couldn't help reminding: "Call the police, the scene will be sealed off before the police come, including irrelevant people."

His voice was as cool as a gurgling stream, quiet but unexpectedly powerful, like a reassurance, calming the panicked crowd.

"Yes, call the police." The store manager shivered and took out his mobile phone.

Amuro Toru, who is less than one meter away from the store entrance: ...

He sat back in his seat silently, and it seemed deliberate to leave now.

I always feel that this "unrelated person" is secretly poking at me.

Osamu Dazai, who was also good at reading comprehension, lazily leaned back in his chair.

For him, following others to solve puzzles was a novel experience.Of course, except Mori Ogai.

He reached out and grabbed the corner of the waitress's clothes, and ordered with a smile.

"I want two panna cotta~"

So, is the dead person in question, or is it someone in the crowd?

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Bourbon: Has been targeted