The room where the base is for people to rest is dimly lit, and vodka brings a bowl of soaked instant noodles.

My elder brother has been busy for a day, almost nine o'clock in the evening, and he hasn't had time to eat.

There are a lot of foods eaten in the base, but basically they are sealed and packaged canned instant noodles, and they don’t dare to eat those things that have been opened, as they are easily attacked.

Although this kind of sealed packaging also has the risk of being poisoned, it is much lower in the end. After all, you are not as cautious as the grass and trees are all soldiers.

"Brother, do you still have no clue?"

"No."

Gin was very annoying, it was not the case, but the questions asked by Damn Bourbon made his already busy schedule and heavy.

"Brother, why don't you let that guy Bourbon go and investigate this matter?" Vodka suggested.

Bourbon's intelligence capabilities can be said to be the top of the organization. Instead of looking for things without any clues, it is better to leave them to professionals, who don't have so much time to spend on this.

"That's all." Gin rubbed her eyebrows and lifted the lid of the instant noodles.

The fragrant turtle bone ramen smelled, and Gin’s brows were soothing.

If the insider fails to catch it, the organization will lose. If he starves to death, there will be nothing left.

Although he is loyal to the organization, the premise of being loyal must be that he has his own destiny.

...

Hunkawa and Conan are still talking.

Conan had a lot of questions about Custer, and in just a few minutes, he couldn't finish asking them all.

Shangkawa Shin wrapped himself in a bath towel and dried his hair and came out of the bathroom.

He placed his phone casually on the table, sat on the chair, pressed the center of gravity on the back of the chair, raised the front legs of the chair, and swayed while saying something unnutritious to Conan.

"How did you know her identity?" Conan's voice came from the phone.

Since Ping Shijia would contact Tomo Amuro by entrustment, it means that Tomo Amuro did not know her identity. How did he know the other party’s identity later?

Conan was very curious about the process.

"It's quite complicated to say. At first, we were all kept in the dark. I thought Amuro was coming, but I found that it was a poisonous flower."

Mitsuki Kamikawa sighed, and Tomo Amuro would not be able to get out of singleness.

"Is that true?"

Conan was almost anxious. He just kept his appetite open and was too tormenting.

"You want to get information from me, shouldn't you pay something? Do you want to make a fortune?" Mitsuko Kamikawa said in a joking tone.

"What do you want to do?" Conan became alert.

Guaikawa thought for a moment, and suddenly the bad taste broke out, "How about you put on your skirt and take a photo to send me?"

"No way! I didn't even think about it!" Conan's roar came from there. Fortunately, Kazukawa Shun's phone was not in front of her ears, otherwise her eardrum would definitely be destroyed by this moment.

"I just took a photo and didn't let you go out in a skirt, so I didn't want to..." Guaikawa sighed, "You have to pay for it to gain!"

"No way! You just want to tease me!"

Conan's face in the bedroom was flushed and he was completely angry.

He is talking about serious business, can't this guy be more serious?

"Conan, what's wrong with you?" Xiaolan's voice came from outside the door.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm following Brother Kawa." Conan covered his cell phone, adjusted his emotions, and explained to Xiaolan outside the door.

Seeing that Conan's attitude was so firm, Kurakawa Shun could only settle for the second best.

He sighed with regret and said, "Then treat me to a meal..."

"Tomorrow night, invite me to a high-end restaurant for dinner."

Hearing Kusawa Shun's words, Conan covered his wallet with pain, but it was not unacceptable to the women's clothing.

In a high-end restaurant, this guy really dares to say that his wallet is probably not going to be squeezed out.

"It's just a meal, it's much better than women's clothing."

"Okay..." Conan responded with tears.

For information, he could only succumb to the power of Kamikawa Shun.

...

...

With a "ding--" the wind chime at the entrance of the tavern sounded.

A man pushed the door open and he looked around the tavern and walked to the bar to sit down.

Because I came earlier, there are still a few guests in the tavern today.

Some people like to drink in quiet taverns, and they don’t have to pay enough money. They can also consume the price of Fengyuan Qingsi’s wine. In addition, because Fengyuan Qingsi’s bartender is quite good, and has a good personality and good chat, some people have become regular customers here.

This is such a regular visitor today.

"Boss, the same as before."

"Okay." Fengyuan Qisi nodded and began to mix bartending.

He has a good memory and can basically remember every customer he talked to, and this customer is the most common one.

His eyes accidentally flashed across the other person's face. This man looked ordinary, but he was wearing a suit and tie, and was very energetic. From the outside, he looked like a successful person, and he did not have the fatigue and listlessness that ordinary people would have in them.

He once inadvertently asked about his profession, but he just told him that he was doing business, but he never said what kind of business he was doing.

"Boss, every time I come, your business is very quiet." The man leaned against the bar, and his hands were casually placing on the counter.

"It's nothing wrong with cold checking." Fengyuan Kiyoshi pushed the prepared wine forward.

This man likes to drink whiskey sour, so he must order every time he comes.

The man picked up the wine glass and his eyes fell into the dim corner.

There is a table there, blocked and dimly lit, which is especially suitable for something.

"Don't mind if I bring my friends to drink?"

Kiyoshi Toyoto smiled gently, "Of course I don't mind."

...

The next night, Huokawa and Conan licked ice cream and passed by the street in front of the Kiyoshi Tavern in Toyoto.

I found that Fengyuan Kiyoshi's tavern was surrounded by a guard belt, and there were many onlookers watching and searching for a lesson to come in and out.

"What's wrong?" Guaikawa stopped and looked at it several times before confirming that the pub that was surrounded was the one in his memory.

The winery boss was actually surrounded by the police? What a terrible thing happened?

Kurakawa Shun's curiosity was completely aroused.

"It's a case." Conan has become accustomed to the case in Mikacho.

But it is necessary to get used to being accustomed to being accustomed to seeing what is happening.

He threw most of the ice cream left into the trash can, and slipped in from the cordon in a swaggering look in Kazukawa Shun's eyes.

Seeing such a big Conan sneak in, the policeman guarding the cordon seemed to be unable to see him, Katsukawa Shun was no longer surprised.
Chapter completed!