Akai Shuichi said sincerely: "Now in full view of the public, in order to maintain his reputation in society, 'Mr. Yamada' should not refuse to send the Maori lady to the hospital.
"But when this incident is over...privately, he might think that Jiang Xia has caused him trouble and secretly helped this peripheral member.
"But forget it, it's not a big problem. As long as I find time to find something for Vodka, he won't have time to do this - according to this guy's character, if he finds himself being targeted by me, he will definitely hide further away
The better, so he won't have time to trouble Jiang Xia."
Before Vodka turned this way, Shuichi Akai turned around and left quietly - he wanted to rush to the parking lot before Vodka and drive the car out for follow-up.
…
Among Chinese restaurants.
Vodka was like a forcibly requisitioned serf, reluctantly approaching and "enthusiastic" to help.
"Damn it, how did this kid know I was in the store?" Vodka learned from the pain and secretly reviewed his bad experience today:
"Could it be that my decision to have a good meal today because of the excessive work pressure was not a temporary decision, but was influenced by Uzo?"
"...It's impossible. I haven't had any contact with Uzo recently. I can't be so awesome no matter what. Thinking about it rationally - maybe there are his minions in this Chinese restaurant. When that person sees me coming to dine,
, reported me to Uzo immediately?"
This is much more reasonable.
While greeting Uzo's ancestors in his heart, Vodka walked to the parking lot not far away, and then he began to debate whether he should step on the accelerator and escape, or drive the car back to the restaurant honestly.
The entrance of the restaurant.
Conan never expected that Vodka was here and became an enthusiastic driver who was about to take them to the hospital.
... Let a guy like this pick up Xiaolan? Is this really possible?
Beside him, Jiang Xia seemed to notice his doubts. The considerate classmate patted his head and comforted him: "Don't worry. Mr. Yamada has very good driving skills and will definitely be able to send Xiaolan to the hospital as quickly as possible.
"
Conan's eyes twitched wildly: "..." Nonsense, can Gin's driver skills be bad? He is not worried about this, he is clearly worried about "contact with vodka" itself.
But then I thought about it, and it seemed that my group had been in contact with Vodka a lot. Once, they were even trapped on an isolated island together with Vodka, spending several days together...
"Forget it." Conan still prioritized "sending Mao Lilan for medical treatment" in the first place. He comforted himself in his heart, "Looking at the bright side, isn't this the 'opportunity to contact the black organization' that I dreamed of?
——Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise, I can get some key information from Vodka because of today’s incident.”
Not long after, a car drove from a nearby parking lot and parked in front of the restaurant.
Conan grumbled and got into the car with his classmates.
Vodka: "...?" Even if I despise you, why do you look so reluctant? - What, did you feel wronged by riding in my car? Or do you think I stole the attention of your Mr. Uzuo?
force?
He mentally beat up the kid, and while thinking about 108 ways to strangle a kid, Vodka breathed out a sigh of relief and drove to a nearby hospital, carrying a car full of people he wanted to die with.
On the way, Conan put his hand into his pocket, took it out again, put his hand into his pocket again, and took it out again.
Conan: "..." Damn it, I really want to install a bug and a locator.
...No, hold on.
"Only a few of us came into contact with Vodka's car tonight. Once these two things are discovered by Vodka, they will undoubtedly become a terrible talisman."
Conan took a deep breath, pinched his palms, and reminded himself secretly: "Not only can I not pretend, I also have to pray that others don't pretend either."
After sitting quietly in the car, Conan became agitated again not long after he was honest: "But the opportunity is rare. If we just get out of the car like this... it would be really unacceptable."
After thinking about it, his eyes began to wander around the various smooth surfaces in the car: How about looking for vodka's fingerprints here? - Although vodka was always very cautious in the past, he had never succeeded in this regard.
But today is a rare "accidental encounter", and here is Vodka's own car. Perhaps the cadres of this organization are careless and will accidentally leave traces on the car?
The ideal is very beautiful, but by taking advantage of the noise of the vehicle running, he took out the tape and quietly stuck it on a few places that were easy to touch. Conan regretfully found that there were no traces of fingerprints in the car.
——Looking carefully again, Vodka is driving while wearing gloves.
Conan: "..."
Forget it, there are no fingerprints, then look for hair - vodka is a big deal, it is impossible not to lose hair... Huh?!
Looking at Vodka's majestic back, Conan realized one thing belatedly: This guy seemed to have never taken off his hat!
The back of the head exposed outside the hat was actually covered with hairspray. The hair was so strong that it would not fall off and be picked up by him.
Conan's pupils trembled slightly for a moment: It turns out that this black organization suit has such a special meaning, which ensures to the greatest extent that these mysterious guys will not leave any traces in the outside world.
"He doesn't take off his gloves in his car, and wears a hat and gels his hair wherever he goes... How cautious is this Vodka guy?"
While he felt admiration for his enemy, Conan's trust in his friends could not help but be shaken again:
"This is completely different from Haiyuan Ai's introduction to him. From this point of view, Haiyuan's evaluation of members of various organizations cannot be taken lightly - after all, she is only a researcher and is trustworthy in professional aspects, but in other aspects she is still
never mind."
"but……"
A mature detective never gives up. If his plan fails, he will try another one. Conan soon had a new idea - vodka does not cause hair loss, but what about his partner?
Although he is also wearing a hat, Gin has not put all his hair into the hat, and his long flowing silver hair does not look like it has been gelled - in other words, as long as he loses his hair, it will sooner or later fall away with the wind.
Fall, fall into the car.
Conan began to stare at the ground, trying to find some long light-colored hair... but unfortunately, still found nothing.
Next to him, Jiang Xia couldn't help but glance at the neighbor with wandering eyes: "..." What are you looking for? Could it be that you want to pick up a hair of gin or vodka? That would disappoint him - a hair of vodka
It won't be circulated at all, and gin hasn't moved with vodka for a while, so naturally it won't take this ordinary black car.
