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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Eight - Heart Disease, Belmod

After a few minutes, the security guards cleared away the crowd, and Chiba and Conan took advantage of their short stature to get through the gaps in the crowd and get to the place closest to Oto.

The deceased was fixed on the seat by the restraint device of the game console. His arms changed from their normal posture, with his palms facing up, and his head was sweating. The specific cause of death was unknown, and there were no obvious external injuries on the body. It seemed that he died from non-physical factors.

Pathological death? Toxic death?

At this moment, a familiar voice came from not far away.

"The Metropolitan Police Department is investigating a criminal case, please keep your distance!"

The person who led the team here to investigate the case was Officer Megure.

"The deceased, Mr. Kengo Oto, was 21 years old and unemployed. Most people said that he had bad conduct and often hung out here."

"In other words, he has made a lot of enemies here?" Officer Megure pondered.

"In addition, according to the investigation results, the deceased Kengo Oto died suddenly in the game."

"Is this true?" Officer Megure looked at the transcript presented by Officer Takagi and asked in surprise. "Did the deceased die suddenly in the game?"

"Yes," Takagi nodded. "Everyone said that he died suddenly in a fierce duel with another Mr. Shimizu Takayasu."

"Shimizu Takaho?" Officer Megure asked. "Where is he?"

"I'm here," the man in the dark suit from before came out. "He did die suddenly in the game. I was originally at a disadvantage because of a mistake, but he suddenly stopped moving, and I found the opportunity to fight.

Defeat him. When his supporters went to see why he didn't attack, they discovered that something had happened to him."

"By the way, why does this person dress like this?" Officer Megure suddenly looked at the game console restraint device on Oto's body and said. "It looks like he is filming a science fiction movie."

"Because this is the latest body-sensing fighting game, these parts are needed to feedback the body feeling after being hit..." Shimizu Takayasu explained. "After being punched, the device in the corresponding part will feel the feeling of being hit.

passed on to the player."

"Ah?" Officer Memu was surprised. "Could it be that he was beaten to death because of the severity of the beating?"

"No, no!" Shimizu Takayasu said quickly. "The impact of this is quite formal. At best, it is equivalent to flicking your forehead with your finger."

At this moment, Officer Megure's phone rang.

"It looks like the results of the mobile autopsy vehicle downstairs have come out," Officer Megure said after taking a look at them. "Hmm... no poison was found after the simple toxicology test, and the cardiac autopsy showed wavy shapes of myocardial fibers.

Due to the symptoms of degeneration, it is suspected that the deceased died of a heart attack.”

...milk tea shop.

"..." Haiyuan Ai was drinking a cup of milk tea when he saw a guy wearing a milk tea shop uniform walking over carrying a small bottle wrapped tightly with a red ribbon. "?"

"Just now, a lady asked me to give you this small bottle," the younger brother half-knelt in front of Haiyuan Ai and said pleasantly. "She asked me to give this bottle of wine to you."

"Who gave it to me?" Haiyuan Ai took the small wine bottle and asked doubtfully.

"She just said that I hope you can have a nice day." The boy shook his head and said softly, then ducked into the men's room of the milk tea shop.

Hui Yuan Ai raised his eyebrows, took off the red ribbon on the small wine bottle, and then——

Haihara Ai originally planned to identify the variety of wine from its appearance, but her eyes stopped on the red ribbon. "!!!"

Hui Yuan Ai's pupils suddenly shrank, and she immediately stood up and looked in the direction of the men's bathroom.

"What happened, Haihara-san?" Mitsuhiko asked curiously.

"..." Haiyuan Ai looked at Mitsuhiko and hesitated for a moment, but still said. "Mitsuhiko, please help me go to the men's room and call out the waiter just now."

"Okay." Mitsuhiko nodded, walked to the bathroom, passed a young man and walked into the bathroom.

Twenty seconds later, Mitsuhiko walked out holding a milk tea shop uniform with a blank look on his face. "Haihara-san..."

"What's going on?" Haiyuan Ai walked quickly to Guangyan and asked. "Where is the person?"

"There's no one inside," Mitsuhiko explained with a blank look on his face. "There's just this uniform."

"..." Haiyuan Ai's face turned a little pale. "I know..." Then, she quickly walked out of the milk tea shop, leaving the still confused Mitsuhiko behind.

Fujiwara took a sip of milk tea and quietly watched Haihara Ai's leaving figure.

"?" At this moment, Qianyu casually glanced outside the game hall, only to find Haihara Ai walking out of the milk tea shop in a panic.

"Haiyuan?" Conan also looked here, confused.

"I'll go take a look." Qianyu left these words and hurriedly walked out of the game hall.

...

"What's going on?" Qianyu quickly caught up with Hui Yuan Ai and asked anxiously. "Why are you so panicked?"

When Hui Yuan Ai turned around, Qian Yu's brows furrowed.

He read panic on Hui Yuan Ai's face.

"What's wrong?" Qianyu asked again. "What happened?"

His eyes fell on the small wine bottle and red ribbon in Hui Yuan Ai's hands.

There was a passage written on the red ribbon. Although the text was facing downwards because of Haihara Ai's posture holding the red ribbon, Qianyu could still distinguish part of the content that was not covered by Haihara Ai's hand.

There are two types of font sizes for unobstructed content, one is the same font size used for sentences, and the other is a larger font size that only writes one word.

"Vermouth," Qianyu read out the word. "Be-ru-mo-tto..."

Hui Yuan Ai's body trembled.

"Is this Belmod the same Belmod I know?" Qianyu said in a deep voice.

"..." Haiyuan Ai's face turned even paler.

"Follow me home," Qianyu said. "We'll talk about it when we get back."

"It's too dangerous," Hui Yuan Ai shook his head. "It will hurt you."

"It'll be okay."

"That's Belmod!" After Hui Yuan Ai finished speaking, she was about to turn around and leave again, but a look of surprise appeared on her face the next moment.

Qianyu put his hands on both sides of Haiyuan Ai's shoulders, restricting Haiyuan so that she could not turn around and leave, staring at Haiyuan Ai. "I have enough ability to protect you, even if I confront her and her men head-on.

There must be an advantage, and I can at least guarantee that your lives—you and mine—are not in any danger. I have this confidence, do you have confidence in me?"

Hui Yuan Ai stared blankly at Qian Yu, who had an extremely determined expression, and her eyes became a little red. Then, she suddenly threw herself into Qian Yu's arms.

"Thank you..." Haiyuan Ai's voice was filled with tears. "Thank you..."

"I'm here," Qian Yu's expression softened, she hugged Haiyuan Ai and said softly, "I will and can always protect you."

————————The dividing line between the author’s words

Vermouth is vermouth, while absinthe is absinthe. Absinthe was a mistranslation of Vermouth by the original translation team. Although the two materials are related to absinthe, they are two completely different alcoholic beverages. (Facts

Above, absinthe was banned in various European and American countries in 1910 and later. The ban was not lifted until the 1980s and 1990s - the United States has not lifted the ban yet. But in 1994, there was no way to do it.

Restoring absinthe to its peak level in 1910 - it was not until around 2010 that a French distillery succeeded in doing this.)

The translation of Vermouth in this article is uniformly set as Vermouth instead of absinthe, and there is no problem with the transliteration, it is still Belmode.
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