Cohen glanced at his partner: "You want to go in and eat too?"
"..." Chianti opened his mouth and then closed it, "I don't want to."
After a pause, she emphasized: "I just don't like sushi, I'm not afraid of that brat!"
Cohen nodded: "There's nothing to be ashamed of, I'm afraid too."
Chianti: "...Shut up! I'm talking about not being afraid!"
The two snipers quarreled and finally packed up and left.
On the other side, more than ten minutes later, Vodka finally got his long-lost pistol.
"My gun!" For a moment, Vodka almost burst into tears: Is this just a gun? Of course not, this is the ticket Uzo used to pull him onto the stage.
And now, as Brother Gin helps him get the gun back, this means that from now on, he will no longer have to go out together because of the threat of the hateful Uzo!
"And as a result, without a gun in Uzo's hand, there is no doubt that his threat level has been greatly reduced."
Vodka only felt that the future was bright, and he couldn't help but murmur piously in his heart: "As expected of Brother Gin, he has solved the problem that has troubled me for so long with one action - Brother, I will follow you for the rest of my life!"
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Gin divert his outstretched hand and throw the two guns he had just confiscated into the armrest box.
Vodka: "...?"
Gin glanced at him: "Let it be checked by the technical department first. If there is no problem, I will give it to you. Also, before you come back from this mission, don't bring any weapons with you."
Anyway, Vodka's marksmanship isn't very good, so bringing it would only cause trouble, and the gun might end up in Uzo's hands.
Vodka: "..."
Vodka looked at the armrest box eagerly: "Okay, big brother."
…
Jiang Xia stood behind the curtain, watching the murderous car outside leave.
After a large group of alcoholic murderous aura led his stingy little brother away completely, Jiang Xia returned to the bedroom and opened a drawer in the closet.
Lying quietly in the drawer's mezzanine is a Jericho 941, Shuichi Akai's favorite gun.
Jiang Xia picked up the heavy gun and made two gestures with satisfaction: The gun he gave to Gin just now was another gun he just picked up today, and he kept this one - compared to the gun that he hadn't covered yet.
The hot new gun is obviously more memorable than the old friend who has been in Shuichi Akai's hands for a while.
"Fortunately, Akai Shuichi sent a new one in time, otherwise it would be really difficult to fool him today." Jiang Xia looked at the gun that almost died, and then looked at the large fluffy colorless murderous aura in the pattern space, and endured it.
I couldn't help but sigh, "This Mr. FBI is such a good person."
The ghosts embraced the murderous auras of various flavors and nodded sincerely - those delicious but out-of-print murderous auras were finally no longer rare stocks that could only be seen but not eaten!
Jiang Xia ordered a black pepper steak-flavored murderous fish to feed the ghost to celebrate today's harvest.
After feeding the ghost, he thought for a while, then picked up the sushi he had just packed, and went out to the next door.
"I brought you some sushi." Jiang Xia looked at the sad Haihara Ai, "It should be your favorite taste, come and try it."
Haiyuan Ai had no appetite at this time, didn't want to eat, didn't want to drink water, and didn't even want to live.
But Jiang Xia couldn't just throw away the things she brought specially and not eat them. She finally got up, washed her hands and sat down at the table.
While opening the lid of the packaging box, Haihara Ai couldn't help but look out the window: Perhaps it was the sequelae of today's encounter, she always felt the night wind blowing, and there seemed to be waves of tissue smell floating outside the window.
...still the scariest one.
"It must be an illusion." Haiyuan sighed and murmured in his heart, "How could Gin run to a place like this without any problems... I must have been frightened during the day, and I am so uneasy now. Look,
Everyone seems like the thing I fear the most."
With this thought in mind, she calmed down, picked up the sushi and took a bite.
Then suddenly fell into silence.
Haibara Ai:"……"
She looked at the crystal clear sushi in her hand in disbelief. After looking at it for a long time, she took another bite very slowly and tentatively.
Then fell into a longer silence.
"Haha, I'm so sleepy that I actually feel like the sushi has the smell of tissue... How is this possible?"
Hui Yuarai was in a daze, and raised his hand to put it on his forehead: "Should I stop what I am doing and go see a psychiatrist? ... Or forget it, if I really share my troubles with the other person,
Then the innocent doctor may not be far from his grave."
…
On a sad night, it is obvious that more than one person is worried.
On the other side, there is a new doctor's clinic.
Belmod took off his disguise, stretched out his body and soaked in the bathtub, staring at his mobile phone.
Thinking of the email she sent to "that adult" before, she sighed silently.
"Obviously I was almost shot in the head by that kid's script, but now I have to turn around and speak for him."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but hammered the innocent bubbles on the water: "But who made Cool Guy behave so prominently on the bus? If the organization pays too much attention to this matter, go deeper.
After investigating, we discovered something unusual about 'Edogawa Conan'..."
Thinking about Cool Guy's tragic end, she could only put down her holiday and try her best to make "that adult" think that this was just a small matter.
"Although there is no evidence, my current reaction is probably part of Uzo's plan."
The more Belmode thought about it, the more headache she got. She raised her hand and pressed her forehead. However, she couldn't find a way to change the situation for a while, so she had to comfort herself:
"Forget it. If you think about it carefully, Uzo was even willing to use Akai Shuichi and his stand-in as bait in order to deceive Shuichi Akai into a gunpoint... He probably didn't do that against me, but he didn't take the matter of 'almost being shot in the head' seriously.
It should be a big deal - on the other hand, he actually remembered to ask his subordinates to remind me before it happened, which is much better than before."
Thinking like this, she quietly lay back in the water, trying to empty her head and stop worrying about those troublesome things.
…
the other side.
Gin chose his words carefully and reviewed the text on the screen several times before sending the report.
Not long after, he received a reply with a buzz.
Gin: "..." So fast?
...It seems that the adult has indeed noticed what happened today.
He sighed silently and opened the mailbox.
Then he was surprised to find that the situation was completely different from what he imagined.
The "sir" did not reprimand, nor express dissatisfaction, nor even ask a few more questions - there were only a few short lines in the reply.
