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United States, hospital VIP ward.

Hirashima Yang grabbed the curtain and stood on the window sill, looking at Akai Hideo who was standing on the floor of the ward.

"Officer Hirashima, you come down first." Akai Hideichi held the steaming thermos, "Your injury is not suitable for strenuous activities, let's come down and talk."

Hirashima Yang shook his head: "Then you take out the thermos first."

Akai Shuichi also shook his head, "No, you have to eat it."

Not getting the desired answer, Hirashima Yang grabbed the curtain tightly and turned his face away.

"Officer Hirashima..." Akai Hideichi was helpless.

Hirashima Yang gripped the curtains in the ward.

The wheelchair was all alone on the ground nearby, but he didn't have time to care about it right now.In fact, if possible, he would like to return to Japan immediately from the United States.

The young man was standing in the sun, his hair had grown a bit longer, and now it was resting on his shoulders, softening most of his aggressiveness.

From Akai Shuichi's point of view, Hirashima Yang couldn't be seen clearly, only those golden eyes full of resistance were visible, looking vigilantly at the thermos bucket in his hand, as if he could rush up and overturn the bucket at any time.

...It was really as difficult as the little detectives said.

Thinking of this, Akai Shuichi slowed down his tone, "You come down and eat it, I can get you something else to eat, fried chicken? Pizza? Or donuts?"

While speaking, he moved a few steps calmly, blocking all the escape routes for Hirashima Yangneng.

"I'm not going to lie," he said, "you're still hurt, get off the ledge first."

Hirashima Yang jumped down from the window sill in doubt.

Akai Hideichi carried the thermos bucket with one hand, and firmly grasped Hirashima Yang's back collar with the other hand, and carried him from the window sill to the hospital bed.

Then Akai Hideo put the table on the bed, put the thermos bucket on the table, took out the chopsticks and spoon from his pocket, and handed it to Hirashima Yang, "Eat."

Unscrewing the lid of the bucket, looking down at the contents of the thermos, Hirashima Yang fell silent.

Now he began to wonder whether he had cheated himself by agreeing to the FBI to let Akai Shuuichi compensate him to relieve the burden on his heart.

The bone soup in the thermos bucket didn't know how Shuichi Akai operated it. It was still bubbling and bubbling. The smell of medicine completely covered up the fragrance of the bone soup.

Hirashima Yang subconsciously leaned back.

"I do not……"

"What are you doing?" Akai Shuichi interrupted him slowly. "Eat quickly, if you don't eat, there will be nothing else delicious."

Responded by a sentence, Hirashima Yang was silent for a while, picked up the spoon that Akai Hideichi handed over, and scooped up the soup as if he was dead.

Soup into the mouth.

The sweet, sour, bitter and spicy taste instantly exploded on the tongue.

Having never tasted such sweet party sudden death soup, Ping Daoyang clenched his hand holding the spoon suddenly, as if fireworks were blowing up in his brain, and each firework read "I seem to be dying".

"Akai Shuichi..." Swallowing the soup forcibly, even his voice was trembling, "What did you put in today's soup?"

"I made it according to the recipe of the medicinal diet, or yesterday's recipe, without adding anything." Akai Shuichi took him a glass of warm water, "Officer Hirashima, it seems that I did cry like you thought, at least eat more How many bites?"

This man took his shamelessness to the extreme. Whether he cried or not didn't matter to him at all, and even this matter turned out to be a condition for him to handle Ping Daoyang in his mouth.

Hirashima Yang: "..."

He had never seen such a dog in his life.

Resentful, he stuffed a few more spoonfuls of soup into his mouth. The weird taste made him miss his colleagues who were disguised and who were now running around the United States with Conan.

Naturally, a full set of acting is required. Hirashima Yang declared to the outside world that he came to the United States for treatment, so he would naturally be admitted to the hospital. Since Date Airlines and the others came to the United States as tourists, even if their identities are almost exposed by the FBI now, Also go through the follow-up process.

As for Akai Shuichi.

At the same time, Pingdao Yangsaitang glanced at the man who had changed his appearance and was sitting beside the hospital bed.

In order not to reveal that Shuichi Akai had been de-brainwashed, the FBI specially asked Yukiko Kudo, who came to the United States to film, to change his face.

Not the appearance of Okiya Subaru before, but a blond and blue-eyed Nordic man.

If Akai Hideo hadn't told who he was when he entered the ward for a day or two, and Judy was by his side, he would have almost pressed the alarm bell next to the bed.

Neither of them spoke, and the room was silent.

A few minutes later, Hirashima Yang pushed the spoon aside and picked up the glass of water on the table.

Watching Hirashima Yoshi pouring down the water, Akai Shuichi frowned, "Isn't it delicious?"

Hirashima Yang twitched the corners of his mouth: "You can try it yourself."

If you make it delicious, why should I hide on the windowsill?

Am I sick?

Facing Hirashima Yang's gaze of "you really don't know what to think", Akai Shuichi looked down at his mobile phone.

The amount of each ingredient in the recipe is listed. After confirming that he followed the recipe every step of the way, he picked up the unused chopsticks.

After a few minutes--

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Akai Shuichi: "."

Akai Shuichi clenched his hand tightly.

It can only be said that this man does not treat those British blood in his pedigree badly, his skills are stable, and only a few of them can be eaten. Most of the time, his first-hand cooking is shocking, and it will change into different flavors over time .

The remaining half bucket of soup was undoubtedly contributed to the trash can.

Akai Hideo has always kept his word, and he ordered takeout when he said he would order takeout, but seeing Hirashima Yang eating takeout happily, he couldn't help sighing, and many things flashed through his mind.

Looking at Akai Shuichi who was sighing, Hirashima Yang thought for a while, and handed over a donut, "Eating something sweet will make you happier?"

The voice just fell.

Akai Shuichi shook his head and got up from the chair.

He stretched out his arms to hug Ping Daoyang, but he was concerned about the bone fracture on Ping Daoyang's waist and abdomen. The gesture of hugging was cautious and contained guilt and remorse.

"...I'm sorry for what happened back then." Akai Hideichi said.

The two people in the ward knew why this man was sorry.Hirashima Yang wanted to turn his head to check on Akai Shuichi's situation, to see if his mental state was okay, but because of the other party's hug, he couldn't turn his head completely, so he could only keep glancing at him from the corner of his eye.

... Are his eye sockets red?

There was no psychological treatment for anyone at all, Hirashima Yang withdrew from the corner of his eye, and his whole body froze there.

After a while, he put the donut back into the takeaway box, blew off the powdered sugar on his fingertips, put his hand on Akai Shuichi's back, and patted it slowly like his mother in his memory.

"...There's nothing to be sorry about, Mr. Akai." The psychotherapist who rushed the ducks to the shelves lowered his eyes, "A lot of things are not satisfactory, and it's not your fault. It's hard for the strong."

The faint smell of cologne swirled in the air, and Akai Shuichi tightened his arms a little bit, and buried his head on Hirashima Yang's shoulder.

At this moment, it seems that they have returned to the underground wine cellar of Rixia Lian's family, but the characters between them have been changed.

When the little detective came in from the outside, he saw Akai Shuichi trying to "strangle" Hirashima Yang with his arms.

This, this, is this rye lying again? !

Flashing through his mind how he was deceived and unable to find Bei, Conan raised his watch reflexively.

"Officer Pingdao." The little detective said solemnly, "Don't worry, I'll rescue you right away, and I won't let you be taken away by the rye whiskey!"

Hirashima Yang and Akai Hideo froze together.

Unexpectedly, it would be such a death scene, Hirashima Yang raised his head, trying to stop Conan from firing the anesthesia needle, "Wait, Conan, listen to me first!"

"Tell me, Officer Hirashima." Conan closed one eye, patiently aiming at the back of Akai Shuichi's neck through the crosshairs on the watch cover, "Rye, I advise you not to move, you have been—"

Before Conan finished speaking, he saw Akai Shuichi let go of his hands and straightened up, then suddenly walked around Hirashimayo, and held both of Hirashimayo's wrists in his hands from behind Hirashimayo!

The hands were clasped behind, and this posture directly cut off the possibility of Hirashima Yang breaking free.

"Little detective, what do you want to say?"

With the hostage in hand, Akai Hideichi turned his head to look at Edogawa Conan, "Let's talk about it now?"

Conan said nothing, moved the watch several times, but still couldn't point it at Shuichi Akai.

Damn it, Conan gritted his teeth.

This guy used Officer Hirashima as a shield!

The little detective's cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead to his chin, and hit the ground again, making a few crisp sounds.

...What kind of bad taste is this.

Looking at Conan Edogawa who was about to turn pale with fright, Hirashima Yang narrowed his eyes.

He tilted his head back and knocked on Akai Shuichi's chest, signaling Akai Shuichi to restrain his desire to perform and stop acting.

"Don't scare Conan." Hirashimayo said helplessly, "Also, let me go first."

Akai Hideichi raised his eyebrows, and let go as promised.

The two adults were sitting one and standing in the ward, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

In this situation, who still can't understand that he is being killed by a donkey, Conan put down his watch expressionlessly, and looked at the two adults who transferred the social death to him, and his own social death was no longer important.

He looked at the two adults suspiciously, "So it's not that Rye is lying because of his outstanding acting skills?"

"Of course not, little detective." Ping Daoyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "But I was taken aback just now."

Akai Shuichi's movements were sudden, and he was taken aback when his hands were held at first, but fortunately, he quickly noticed something was wrong from Akai Shuichi's careful movements to avoid getting involved in his wounds, after all, Rye would not be so considerate .

"Since the little detective doesn't find anything wrong, then I can sneak back into the black organization again." Akai Shuichi said calmly.

There was no sign of crying on this man's face, as if the previous mood swings were an illusion, he became calm and introverted again.

"Wait." Hirashima Yang raised his hand, "Aren't you suspended?"

"It was originally like this." Akai Hideichi explained to him, "It's just that we discussed it later."

He said: "We were arrested, and the black organization has not acted until now, but it does not mean that they have not acted afterwards."

"If they take action, then we will either return to the Black Organization or be killed by the Black Organization. There are only two ways to go. If it is the route that I was rescued back to the Black Organization, then I still need to Keep going undercover."

Hirashimayo pursed his lips, "Then what if you are brainwashed again?"

Is it possible that he needs to find another opportunity to catch the person back and find the command words to undo the brainwashing again?But how many Baizhuming and Rixialian are there in this world who are fighting for their lives?

"As you said, things in the world are not as you wish." Akai Shuichi bent down and looked at Hirashima Yang who was raising his head. "As far as I know, the brainwashing words of the Black Organization have not changed. If I really took the route to be rescued by the Black Organization and was brainwashed again, then please, Officer Hirashima."

He smiled.

"My mission is not over."

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The author has something to say:

Brother Yang: Forced to the window sill by a bowl of soup.

感谢在2022-07-0811:21:45~2022-07-0817:45:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yu Hui Arens, Winnie, La La La one;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yu Xi Wu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!