The world of science is unscientific

Since he wasn't a local, he asked someone to buy him a lot of snacks from Zhonghua. The ones he could buy now were the ones he ate when he was a child.

"You can try it, it tastes good."

Gin, somewhat skeptical, randomly picked a few from the storage cabinet, while Vodka dutifully picked a bag at random and opened it to test the poison.

After confirming that everything was alright, Gin began to eat.

His expression remained indifferent, but he finished eating everything that had been taken out.

"Brother, it's actually quite delicious."

Vodka exclaimed in surprise after taking a bite of the large spicy chip, then ran to get a drink of water.

For this dinner, he made a pot of boiled sliced ​​pork, along with shredded pork with garlic sauce, Mapo tofu, spicy shrimp, and plum juice.

"Let's just make do with this; these are all the ingredients we have left."

Yusuke Suzuki brought over a bowl and chopsticks, and took a sip of the plum juice. The flavor of his homemade drink was rich and delicious.

Half an hour later, Vodka slumped on the sofa, his black suit jacket off, sweat still pouring down his face.

"Would you like some more plum juice?"

Suzuki Yu couldn't bear it. This guy was really something. He couldn't eat spicy food and didn't even say so beforehand. The food was cooked and he actually dared to eat it. He ate until he was full. Now his stomach and mouth are uncomfortable. His butt will be uncomfortable tomorrow too. What was he trying to achieve?

"I...I can't drink anymore, I'll be fine in a little while."

"Hmph," Gin said calmly, taking a sip of tea. "Vodka, what if I had a mission for you now?"

"I'm sorry... Big brother."

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't stand it anymore, but he didn't want to interrupt, since Vodka wasn't his subordinate; strictly speaking, he was Gin's subordinate too.

Given this, he chose to disappear.

"Where are you going?" Gin asked, looking at him.

"Would you like to come for a walk?"

"boring."

"Remember to close the door when you leave."

Yusuke Suzuki didn't go far either; there was a large park nearby where he usually did his morning exercise.

After strolling around for a while, he saw a familiar figure sitting on a park bench: Shimizu Reiko.

"You moved to this area?"

Yusuke Suzuki walked over and sat down next to her.

"Don't you want to ask if anyone's here first?" Shimizu Reiko chuckled, glancing at where Suzuki Yusuke was sitting. "Is this considered flirting?"

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."

Seeing him get up and leave, Shimizu Reiko chased after him in a coquettish manner and took Suzuki Yusuke's arm, saying, "Hey, I was just joking with you."

Shimizu Reiko had a diluted floral scent about her, which inexplicably made him feel relaxed.

"Laurel?"

"Huh?" Shimizu Reiko was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Hmm, does it smell good?"

Yusuke Suzuki nodded, recalling the symbolism of the laurel flower.

He remembered that the meaning of laurel flowers was something like bewitching.

Laurel, also known as the birth flower, has leaves from which laurel water can be extracted. It is a poisonous spice that can be used in perfumes and pastries.

Furthermore, the laurel wreath is associated with the story of Apollo and Daphne.

Yusuke Suzuki did not answer, and the two walked in the park for a while like a couple deeply in love.

"I will not join you."

Seeing that Shimizu Reiko still showed no sign of leaving, he reiterated his intentions.

“I know,” Shimizu Reiko said, taking a greedy sniff of his scent, “so, I’m joining you.”

Chapter 48 Triangles are stable

Yusuke Suzuki was slightly taken aback. What was wrong with this woman?

There's a conspiracy, there's definitely a conspiracy.

He didn't believe that Shimizu Reiko would fall in love with him after only a few meetings; the scenario of "you rejected me, but I fell in love with you" was highly unlikely.

So, what was her purpose?

Could it be that Shimizu Reiko knows about the organization's existence? It's possible, but the possibility is very low. If she knows about the organization and also knows that Suzuki Yusuke is a member, it can only mean that this woman holds an extremely high position within the organization.

Isn't this nonsense?

Is she trying to use her beauty to take a roundabout route?

That's quite likely.

"What are you thinking about?"

Shimizu Reiko reached out and gently poked his face with her finger, looking resentful, as if to say, 'Why do you have to be distracted when you're with me?'

"I'm wondering if you want to be Apollo or Daphne."

Yusuke Suzuki pulled his arm away from Reiko Shimizu's embrace and walked away without looking back. Neither Apollo nor Daphne had a good ending in the story of the laurel.

His attitude is already very clear.

When he returned to the apartment, Gin and Vodka had already left, and they had even thoughtfully cleaned the room for him, taking the trash downstairs as well.

It wasn't that Gin was particularly kind; he was just trying to erase the traces he had left behind, and he probably washed all the bowls he had used again.

However, Gin is a person... If you say he's cautious, he has a head of flowing long hair and never worries about hair loss; if you say he's not cautious, he just never gets into trouble.

When I woke up, Kogoro Mouri called.

"Yusuke, didn't we agree to go and solve the case together today?"

Perhaps because he was new to teaching, the bumbling detective spoke rather tactfully and politely.

Yusuke Suzuki hung up the phone and glanced at the calendar. Today was the day they had agreed to meet. He clearly remembered... Well, it didn't matter that he remembered. He would just pretend he had slept for three days.

After washing up, I skipped breakfast and went straight downstairs.

Half an hour later, on the winding mountain road near the sea.

"Although you cruelly left me, I still cannot forget you. I will always silently protect you. Just hearing your voice brings me boundless joy."

Ran Mouri was sitting in the back seat, holding a piece of paper and reciting it with great feeling. When she heard her father complaining, she said with dissatisfaction, "These are the lyrics to Mr. Tenma's 'Red Love Dream Song'."

She looked at Suzuki Yusuke, who was driving, and asked, "Yusuke-nii, what do you think of the writing?"

No comment.

Yusuke Suzuki can't write lyrics; he plagiarized everything. What right does he have to give a critique?

"This trip is for work, you know. Our identities this time are the chairman's friends, the Morita family. Don't forget, you absolutely cannot let anyone know that I am the famous Kogoro Mouri."

"Anyway, no one can tell, so don't worry."

Conan suddenly interrupted.

"Bang~"

Kogoro Mouri launched a powerful attack, and if Yusuke Suzuki hadn't stopped him, Conan would probably have gotten a spanking today, since it was Yusuke Suzuki who was driving.

Evening, seaside villa.

"After entering the gate, we still have to drive all the way to the house door. It's like a foreign movie!" Ran Mouri exclaimed excitedly, looking out the car window.

The villa was built right on the edge of a cliff. I don't know what they were thinking. With the sound of the waves so loud at night, how can anyone sleep?

But it must be said that the level of sophistication is still very high, and of course, the methods of committing crimes are also more advanced.

Yusuke Suzuki parked his car at random, and the four of them walked together to the front of the villa. Kogoro Mouri stepped forward and knocked on the door.

A moment later, a stunningly beautiful woman with long, straight black hair opened the door. "Are you Mr. Morita?"

After receiving Kogoro Mouri's reply, she pushed open the door and said, "Welcome, please come in."

As soon as he entered, Kana Yoshino greeted him and shook hands with Kogoro Mouri, saying, "Welcome, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Oh? Mr. Suzuki is here too."

Upon seeing Suzuki Yusuke following behind, Kana Zen greeted him with a smile.

After being introduced, the group learned that the aloof and beautiful woman who had opened the door was Kana Yoshino's secretary, named Tokudaiji Masayo.

“This is the venue,” Ghana Shanze introduced along the way. “My wife is managing everything here. Please come and sit here, all four of you.”

“There’s no rush,” Kogoro Mouri asked after admiring the artwork in the hall. “May I take a look at this entire mansion first?”

Kana Zenzhe readily agreed and instructed Tokudaiji Masayuki to lead the group around.

At this moment, a beautiful woman dressed like a princess came out and said with a smile, "No need, I'll do it."

"This is my wife, Mei Fang, who is also the president of Gana Music Publishing House, a subsidiary of Gana Enterprises."

"Please follow me, everyone," Kanami said, her every move conforming to the standards of a court lady, dignified and elegant. "Changdai, you can go to the kitchen and prepare."

Yusuke Suzuki remained silent, pondering to himself, "Could it be that I guessed wrong, and the one with the green glow on her head is actually Mrs. Mei Fang?"

This Ghanaian is really brave; he took his beautiful secretary home directly. Is he truly innocent and has a clear conscience, or is he just reckless?

Never mind, this is their family matter, and besides, triangles are stable.

Kanami led the group on a tour of the villa. When they arrived at the piano room, Conan began to unleash his powers, heading straight for an art sword.

Yusuke Suzuki raised an eyebrow. Even if he didn't know the plot, it would be easy to solve the case. Wouldn't the murder weapon be found then?

"Conan!" Kogoro Mouri yelled, "Can't you stop touching me like that?"

“It won’t break that easily,” Kanami said with a light laugh, covering her mouth. “Although it’s a decoration, the materials and craftsmanship are exactly the same as the real thing.”

This is a real sword... It's definitely a murder weapon. I bet Yusuke Suzuki five packs of spicy strips that it's real.

While visiting the room next door in Ghana, the landline on the table rang.