"This is the beginning. Remember what I told you before, he is a relatively self-centered person."
Katsuki Uehara, who was chewing beef tongue, put down his chopsticks, smelled the rich aroma of meat, and felt the explosion of cumin in his mouth. The expression on his brows immediately returned to normal.
"Is that why he always looked down on you, and in the end you put a sack on him and beat him up?" Sato Miwako, who was carefully cutting the raw steak, paused.
"That was all later. The thing that really caused his mentality to become completely unbalanced was probably Nahara Monáe."
When Katsuki Uehara said this, he sounded a bit dumbfounded: "After his sister had an accident in his junior year, although there was a gap between the two of us, at least it has not developed to the later stage."
"Are you two really fighting over a woman?" Sato Miwako stopped cutting the meat with her knife and raised her eyes to look at him.
"I should have told you before that she confessed to me several times and tried to follow and monitor me after I refused. I would be crazy to think about this crazy woman. I am afraid of this kind of woman lying next to me.
She cut my waist with a knife at night."
Miwako blinked after hearing this, and subconsciously lowered her eyes to look at the utility knife in her hand: "As for your flirtatious character, I support her on this."
Katsuki Uehara rolled his eyes: "I don't know why Oikawa Kunihiko likes that crazy woman. What I know is that he confessed his love and was rejected."
"I remember you said before that Mona Nahara liked you?"
"Who knows if she really likes me, but this crazy woman turned around and confessed her love to me. Do you know how embarrassed I was at that time? Even after entering the police academy."
"Yumi told me that you also had scandals in the police academy and were busy."
Putting the cut steaks on the grill one by one, Sato Miwako smiled and talked about the gossip she heard from her best friend.
"Oh, I will sue you for defamation later, Yumi Miyamoto, right? I remember it."
He took a vicious bite of the sizzling and oily tenderloin, and the sauce smeared on it made Uehara Katsumi satisfied, and even the sadness in his heart faded a lot.
"Whatever. However, if you really want to sue her, then I think you should think about whether she will be blacklisted and fined every day from now on."
"Why? This is called private use of public power."
"Have you done little of this?" Miwako put down her beer glass, with some foam still remaining at the corner of her mouth, teasing her.
"It's different, I call it special handling."
"It's better to say that the double standards are easier to understand."
"I'm not a saint, so double standards are weird." Katsumi Uehara admitted confidently.
"It's not surprising, it's human nature, and I am the same."
Miwako Sato, who wiped off the foam with a tissue, leaned on the back of her chair and raised her head slightly: "Do you need a rest?"
"unnecessary."
Uehara Katsumi, who understood what she was talking about, shook his head: "I will solve it."
The certainty in her words made Sato Miwako startled, and then she couldn't help but smile a little on her brows: "You know Uehara, sometimes I wonder how great it would be if I had your ability and confidence."
The puzzling phrase "Sorrowful Silang" in her memory has troubled her for eighteen years.
"Want to learn? I can teach you and be your teacher."
"Forget it, it's been so long since I graduated, so it probably wouldn't be appropriate to wear a school uniform again."
"It's not impossible. Let's learn about private customization. I have a friend——"
"uh-huh?"
"Ahem, pretend I didn't say that."
Katsumi Uehara, who was testing back and forth on the edge of the cordon, took a swig of watermelon juice and symbolically punished himself with three drinks.
The next second, the phone he put in his pocket vibrated.
"Gin, Calvados is currently in Paris, France, and won't be back for a while. His mission target seems to have conflict with the Lupine III team. Currently, he is waiting to see what happens, and he can't get away for a while.
"
Within the organization's base.
After hanging up the phone, Belmod still kept Shirley's appearance and turned to look at the slender figure who was checking the sniper rifle.
"If you can't come back, forget it. Chianti and Cohen are enough."
After pondering for a moment, Gin gave up the idea of sniping from all directions: "When you enter the Metropolitan Police Department, Vodka will come into contact with you."
"Are you sure? Are you still planning to let vodka come in contact with you?" Belmode was surprised.
She thought it was time for Vodka to leave the show after showing off her acting skills.
"Vodka's mission is not finished yet, not so soon."
"What mission?"
"Cooperate with Big Fish's mission."
After assembling the last part of the sniper rifle, Gin gently raised the butt of the gun and said coldly: "It's better that you don't know, just complete your acting mission."
"I hate it when people keep secrets in front of me."
"To each other, Belmode."
"Shirley" clicked her tongue twice, turned and left without hesitation.
Under the starry sky, a beautiful figure shrouded in a gray hood stepped on short high heels and hurriedly arrived at a drugstore in Mihua Town——
"Hello, may I ask what you need——"
"I need these medicines."
"Meehua Central Hospital."
The person who took the prescription took a look at it, confirmed it again, and said with a smile: "Ms. Miyano Shiho, please wait a moment."
"OK."
While Belmod responded, he didn't forget to look around -
"I know, I know. The doctor has bought the medicine and will go back soon." A child in a blue suit was holding a bag in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.
Um?
Conan, who was communicating about his "illness" with the doctor, noticed that someone seemed to be watching him. He subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the feeling. In the end, everything was as usual.
"What's wrong Shinichi?"
"Ah, it's okay, doctor. Anyway, I'm going to bother you this time."
"It's a small thing, but I still have to remind you that this is already the eighth time. I'm not sure if it will be effective if I continue to do this. After all, medicine is not my specialty."
"After all, I still have to give it a try. Since it's related to colds and white wine, let's see if it's possible to extract any exact antidote ingredients."
Thinking of the prerequisites that he had become big after drinking Baigan wine, Conan hung up the phone with a heavy heart.
It's been a day, and there hasn't been any new news from Katsumi Uehara -
Ring ring ring!
Just as he was thinking about it, Conan's cell phone, which he had just hung up on, suddenly rang.
"Uehara?"
"Where are you? I have something to ask you. There was some trouble in the winery."
Conan's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard "winery": "I bought medicine and was just about to go back to the doctor's house. Where are you?"
"I just sent Sato home. I'll see you at Dr. Agasa's house."
"good."
Conan, who couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, looked happy, put the skateboard in his arms on the ground, stepped on it and rode away.
Dr. Ali's house.
When the joyful Conan returned, the first news he heard stunned him——
"What did you say? Vodka is FBI? Are you sure this is not a black organization using him to fish?"
Instinctively, Conan rejected the possibility that the square face was the FBI.
If Gin hadn't been afraid of attracting the attention of the nearby police and causing unnecessary trouble, and was so focused on giving him medicine, he would have been shot dead by vodka.
He could see clearly that Vodka's hand was already on the butt of the gun.
No matter how you look at it, there is no way that such a person is an undercover agent.