Ke Xue: Ai-chan and I have an agreement

Despite having messed up things countless times due to drinking, Uncle Maori still couldn't let go of this thing that he was nostalgic for.

After waking up from his sleep, Uncle Maori first thought of his job and the like-minded foreign friend.

The feeling of meeting a worthy opponent is truly unforgettable.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to ask for that friend’s name.

While he was sighing, Uncle Maori opened his mobile phone and saw more than a dozen emails, all from the same person.

Maorilan.

Looking at the time again, several hours had passed.

Hey, it seems that my level has improved.

I only slept for a short while.

Thinking of this, Uncle Maori couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

It was not until Mao Lilan's last email indicated that his pocket money would be reduced by 30% in the future that he realized the seriousness of the problem.

This kind of thing...don't do it!

Without any hesitation, Uncle Maori went to the bathroom, wiped his face simply, left the hotel, hailed a taxi on the side of the road and drove towards his destination.

But when we really arrived at Shanneng Temple, we were shocked by the scene before us.

Shiina Yuichi and his group got a large table of delicious food from somewhere and they were enjoying the meal.

"Uncle Maori?"

"dad?"

Two voices with completely different tones but the same artistic conception sounded at the same time.

Hearing this, Uncle Maori curled his lips and said indignantly, "What are you doing?"

"Let's eat." Shiina Yuichi said confidently, and even pulled Uncle Maori to sit down with him naturally, "Eat some of this to warm your stomach."

Uncle Maori was holding a bowl of bright red soup, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

Are you using this thing to warm your stomach?

However, it was hard to refuse the kind invitation, and Uncle Maori soon succumbed to it.

During the period, Mao Lilan also explained why she was here.

Knowing that Shiina Yuichi was doing this for his job, Uncle Mori felt inexplicably guilty.

He vowed never to drink so much again...

But on second thought, doesn't this kid Shiina Yuichi also need his own name to cover him?

It seems that my title as the famous detective Mouri Kogoro is not in vain.

One day, my name will be known throughout the country!

Yuichi Shiina: That is truly fortunate for the Japanese people.

But eating was eating, and Uncle Maori was still very ethical. After a while, he began to study the white paper with the puzzle drawing on it.

But it wasn't long before the beads of sweat on his forehead began to reveal his true inner feelings.

Exactly the same as Shiina Yuichi.

As for Conan, the previous owner of the white paper, he has disappeared.

During this period, everyone actually noticed it.

Only Shiina Yuichi secretly noticed the boy's departure.

And Shiina Yuichi didn't try to stop him.

It was obvious at first glance that the guy couldn't hold back his desire to solve the puzzle.

Shiina Yuichi didn't want to care about it.

After all, in the territory of the God of Death, no one can make him do anything weird.

In addition, he learned this from the conversation between Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko.

After dinner, they were going to play with Yuanshan and Ye, but they hadn’t brought a certain dark-skinned guy with them.

It was obvious at first glance that these two detectives were going to meet.

Why not have someone help take care of the children?

Judging from the time, it’s time for Vermouth to contact me.

At the same time, at a winery base in Tokyo.

Vermouth's face turned gloomy as Shiina Yuichi was talking about her.

A member in black stood in front of her tremblingly, not even daring to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the frowning Vermouth.

"Can't find it? Are you saying that the organization's intelligence network in Japan can't find a group of inbound mercenaries?"

It was hard to tell whether it was a question or a doubt, but the coldness was indeed enough to make one feel uneasy.

But there was nothing he could do about it, and the man, with cold sweat on his face, nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, sir. After the Snowfield Mercenaries entered Japan, their movements seemed to have been hidden. We couldn't find out, and..." The man hesitated.

"And what?"

Vermouth frowned unhappily. She was already upset when she knew this piece of news, and now this person was still hesitating. It seemed that the Intelligence Department needed some proper training recently.

"That person has given orders not to continue the investigation, and asked you to voluntarily report the reasons for the investigation." The man took a deep breath and said the rest.

When Vermouth heard this, she was dumbfounded.

What do you mean?

The boss asked her to stop investigating?

That’s not right… 90% of it is not right.

How did the boss know that she was investigating this matter?

A small group of mercenaries could not possibly attract the attention of the BOSS, and if Shiina Yuichi hadn't contacted her, she would not have been able to get involved.

Wait...Yuichi Shiina?

Is it for him?

After careful consideration, a ripple appeared in Vermouth's heart.

She still underestimated the importance of Shiina Yuichi in the boss's heart.

Potter, who exactly are you?

Inevitably, Vermouth asked this question in her heart.

"I understand. You go down, stop the investigation, and report the information you have found to me." Vermouth waved her hand with a headache and drove the man away.

The man also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally he didn't have to work.

When Vermouth was the only one left in the room, after much hesitation, she sent a text message to Shiina Yuichi using her own private account, which was not recorded in the organization's intranet communications.

After sending the message, Vermouth sighed and leaned back in her chair for a long time in silence.

Her behavior has affected her inner principles.

If the boss knew about this, my status in the organization would probably plummet.

Compared to Pisco's, his ending is probably not much better.

Angel… …

At the same time, sporadic noises were heard from the room of Dora Pharmaceutical Company, which had closed early.

The fully armed intruders were lying on the ground in all directions, and the surrounding walls were covered with blood and bullet holes.

Felix, who was shot in the abdomen, slowly sat down against the wall, covering the bleeding wound with one hand and holding the pistol with only a few bullets left in the other hand.

The man lying at his feet was very familiar to him.

He is the captain of their team.

But now it has turned into a corpse.

And an hour ago, they quietly invaded Dora Pharmaceuticals.

To be honest, the process went incredibly smoothly at the beginning.

These people still dream of finishing the work early and going home early.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this company actually arranged three fully armed and well-trained guard teams here.

After just one encounter, they were almost wiped out.

Damn, what kind of good person would put so many lethal weapons in a pharmaceutical company?

What kind of medicine have you researched?

Unfortunately, no one would answer Felix.

In the shadows, several figures appeared, led by a graceful woman.

The woman raised her hand with a cold face, and several people behind her raised their guns.

"Haha, God's retribution?"

Felix smiled bitterly, followed by intensive gunfire.

…………

【The room is under repair and we are not accepting any customers for the time being. We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience.

——Doro Pharmaceuticals】

Passerby: Wow, all that noise, I thought there was a war going on inside.