The world of science is unscientific

Although Kogoro Mouri was drunk, his influence was still strong. Conan only dared to mutter a few words in his mind. Suddenly, he saw the flyer in the bumbling detective's back pocket.

He took it and looked at it, then said loudly, "This flyer says that you can eat and drink as much as you want from 8 to 10 o'clock without paying extra."

"My dad ignores everything else when he sees these flyers!"

“What kind of talk is this?” Kogoro Mouri on Suzuki Yusuke’s back suddenly came to life. “You can pay for three people’s worth of food and five people’s worth of drinks.”

"Yusuke, you think it's a great deal too, right? Hahahaha~~~"

With a crash, the window of a house on the side of the road shattered.

Kogoro Mouri stopped laughing and looked over.

On the balcony, a young man opened the glass door and turned around as if arguing with the people inside.

"Please don't litter, okay? Go back now."

"You want me to go back? You bastard, you dare tell me to go back!?"

As they spoke, the two began to argue, their figures disappearing behind the curtains.

Kogoro Mouri broke free from Yusuke Suzuki's back. "Since I've seen it, I can't just ignore it. I'll go and break up the fight."

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."

Seriously, it's so late at night, can't you let me go back and rest? They might not want you to go and mediate!

Chapter 89 The Long-Awaited Organizational Mission

Just as Kogoro Mouri was shouting that he was going to break up the fight, a man walked by with a dog on a leash.

"You don't need to worry. The two of them usually bicker and fight like this, but they always make up with smiles after they've had their argument."

The man spoke softly, and Kogoro Mouri, as if under the influence of alcohol again, said, "Oh, I see. Then let's go home, let's go home."

Yusuke Suzuki breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't go in now, he could find an excuse not to come tomorrow.

Sure enough, the next morning, Kogoro Mouri called him over, saying that the person on the balcony the night before had died.

He refused outright, citing his lingering hangover.

That's terrifying. Last night, that person just glanced at Conan and died. He dares not stay near Conan for long, in case the Grim Reaper's halo descends upon him.

However, Yusuke Suzuki, who had hoped to rest for a few days, was still conscripted.

On a Porsche 356A.

Yusuke Suzuki yawned as he looked out the car window.

"Wei Que, didn't you get enough rest?" Vodka asked, glancing at the rearview mirror.

"It's alright, I won't fall asleep right away."

He was the only one in the back row, so Suzuki Yusuke simply lay down.

"A lazy guy."

Gin, puffing on his cigarette, made a sarcastic remark, but Suzuki Yusuke didn't respond, his eyes closed as he drifted off into his own thoughts.

The weather remains hot today, with visible heat waves pushing away any remaining coolness.

Their destination this time is Sapporo.

In the past, we received a batch of explosives from a certain yakuza group. They had just robbed a bank, and I guess they hadn't even taken the money out to spend yet.

According to Gin, he got the information from Rum, who happened to be investigating the group when an organization member discovered them.

Yusuke Suzuki was quite puzzled. Why would Rum, as the organization's second-in-command, concern himself with such trivial matters?

Upon arriving at the destination, Gin instructed Vodka to find a secluded spot to park.

“Wei Que, there are seven of them in total, with three on guard in the courtyard. Go and take them out.”

Gin got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and then took a sniper rifle from the trunk. He continued, "Don't make too much noise. Leave at least one person alive inside the house."

Yusuke Suzuki patted his face to clear his head, nodded in agreement, and left under the blazing sun.

He went straight to the gate.

Is anyone there? Is anyone there?

He was using a cute, girlish voice, and sure enough, two people came over in no time.

The two guys were a little confused when they saw Suzuki Yusuke. Where was the girl?

"Ah, are you looking for Shizuka? She went to cool off over there, she's over there." Suzuki Yusuke said in a masculine voice, taking a small step back and pointing to his left.

The two men had just peeked through the iron gate when Suzuki Yusuke swiftly snapped their necks, before they could even utter a sound.

Gin had reminded him through his earpiece that the other person was on the other side of the yard and couldn't see this place.

Having dealt with the gatekeeper, Yusuke Suzuki took two running steps and leaped over the iron gate.

"Big brother, Wei Que seems to be even more skilled now."

Vodka, observing through his binoculars, couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Gin, standing beside him, remained silent; a target had already appeared in the sniper scope.

Gin pulled the trigger, and the silent bullet shattered the man's skull. At the same time, Suzuki Yusuke had just taken down the last person in the yard.

"The distribution of people inside the room."

"I killed someone on the second floor."

Yusuke Suzuki quickly analyzed what Gin was trying to convey. The fact that Gin didn't give a direct answer meant that he didn't know the distribution of people inside the room either.

However, since Gin killed someone on the second floor, he didn't hear any commotion or shouting here, so the remaining three people are most likely clustered on the first floor.

He pressed himself against the wall, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside the room.

Two people are talking in hushed tones, but where is the third person?

Forget it, no need to make it so complicated.

Yusuke Suzuki reached the window and peeked out. The two guys were sitting opposite each other, eating watermelon.

I was out sunbathing, and you guys were eating watermelon.

This is unbearable.

Yusuke Suzuki took a few steps back, kicked the glass and shattered it, using the momentum to flip into the house.

"who!?"

The two men, panicked, grabbed a knife from the table before even wiping the watermelon juice from their mouths.

However, Suzuki Yusuke had already regained his footing. He shot out like an arrow released from a bow, punching the person closest to him directly on the head.

With just one strike, the man spun around and fell to the ground. The remaining guy tried to slash Suzuki Yusuke's neck with his knife, but was kicked away by a backhand kick.

He struck first, grabbing the man's throat and slamming him to the ground.

The man who was watching the melon twitched a couple of times, then stopped breathing.

"There's only one person left, come over here."

Yusuke Suzuki said something and started looking for the guy who had been hiding.

Half an hour later, the last bald man, under the watchful eyes of the three men, took out all the money he had stolen, saying, "This is all I have, really, please let me go."

The guy was crying his eyes out, as if he had been bullied.

It's important to know that, apart from pointing a gun at him and threatening him a few times, they did nothing else.

"Brother, do you want some watermelon?" Vodka cut up the remaining half of the watermelon for his brother and brought it over.

Yusuke Suzuki simply reached out and grabbed one.

It's not sweet at all... I'll just have to eat it anyway.

"Where's the bomb?" Gin's expression remained cold, his silenced pistol never leaving the bald man's forehead.

"It's...it's in the basement, I'll go get it right now."

"Vodka, go with him."

"Okay big brother."

Vodka put down the watermelon, wiped his mouth, and threatened, "Don't you dare try anything funny, or you know what will happen."

After everyone left, Gin remained silent for a moment before taking a slice of watermelon, breaking it into four pieces, and eating it.

Are you worried about getting watermelon juice on your face?

Yusuke Suzuki, transformed into a pea shooter, spat out watermelon seeds and took a moment to ask a question.

Unfortunately, no reply was received.

After obtaining the bomb, Gin immediately shot the bald man and then used the bomb he had just acquired to blow up the house.

Under the cover of night, a Porsche 356A drives along a winding mountain road.

"Gin, why do these guys have so many bombs?"

A gang of seven, with each person carrying fifty kilograms of explosives, that's just outrageous.

Are you doing wholesale here?

Gin chooses to remain silent and ignores Yusuke Suzuki.

Just before getting out of the car, Gin asked him if he wanted to take some explosives.

He didn't know how to use it, so Suzuki Yusuke rolled his eyes and declined, walking back to the city.

After I finished showering, Kogoro Mouri called again.

"Yusuke, do you want to go to Mount Tenbu with me tomorrow? We can ride the cable car, and as a tourist attraction, beautiful girls are naturally included..."

"Don't go."

Yusuke Suzuki hung up the phone, collapsed onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 90 Yuan Tai: I'm the King of Courting Death