The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Kudo Shinichi and Mouri Ran left after the Broadway case was over. Kudo Yukiko needed to go to the police station to take a statement and could not leave until later, so the two of them took a taxi back to the hotel.

The night view of New York is brightly lit. Mao Lilan made up for the regret of falling asleep on the way here and not seeing the street scenery of New York. Kudo Shinichi reminded her that it would be better to close the window. She was waving the handkerchief in her hand, but her handkerchief was blown away by the open car window.

The girl anxiously asked the driver to stop, opened her umbrella, and got out to look for the handkerchief.

The car had not driven far when Mao Lilan still did not see any trace of the handkerchief. The ground was full of potholes of water, and she was a little worried that the handkerchief would get dirty and could not be washed clean.

Fortunately, Kudo Shinichi soon saw the handkerchief that was blown up the stairs. The boy put one hand in his pocket and went to look at the unclosed iron curtain door. He turned around and asked Mouri Ran to wait for him there, and he went upstairs to help her take down the handkerchief.

Mao Lilan was a little worried. She felt that the building was too gloomy, like an abandoned building that had been unmanned for years, covered with dust and dirty waste.

But the boy left quickly and decisively, leaving her no chance to stop him. Mao Lilan hesitated for a moment and swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

The girl's absent-minded expression caught Xinghai Gin's eyes. The man was standing not far away holding the umbrella. He saw Kudo Shinichi enter the building where Vermouth was, and guessed in his heart that nothing would happen to the other party.

If Vermouth could be found by a junior high school student, she could just jump off the roof of this building and not have to prove her ability.

Just in case, Xing Haiyin stood there for a while. Although the rain was not light, the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella could not cover up the footsteps approaching from behind. His light gray-blue eyes turned to the side, and a clear and sharp murderous intent flashed across them.

The man was wearing a long black trench coat, and his unsightly long black hair reminded Xing Haiyin of another man with long hair and a black trench coat, which made his mood, which was already unpredictable due to the rain, even worse.

The girl not far away was frightened by the man approaching with a cold face, and even stood still because she saw the gun hidden in the other's pocket.

Lei's face is quite intimidating. Before his identity was exposed, few people in the organization suspected that he was an undercover agent, mainly because his aura was too similar to Gin's.

Long hair, Japanese man.

And the aura he had honed in the organization, these combined factors successfully made the taxi driver label this man a "road devil".

The driver anxiously shouted at Mao Lilan to get in the car. The urgency in his voice was so strong that Xing Haiyin could hear the almost overflowing fear in the other party. He thought to himself that if she was really that scared, she should not take a shortcut.

Moreover, the FBI should have already blocked this place, but they let taxis in so casually. No wonder people in the organization always say that the FBI is crazy.

Xing Haiyin didn't think he could stay unnoticed here, so he generously exchanged glances with the man standing beside him. There was no peace in their eyes, the light gray-blue eyes showed no hidden malice, and the green eyes were full of cold scrutiny.

"I suggest you don't look at me like that." The man smoothed up his messy brown wig on his forehead and turned his head slightly, his expression not disguising his disgust at all.

He didn't say the second half of his sentence, but Akai Shuichi somehow picked up on what the other person wanted to express.

'It makes me want to dig your eyes out.'

This man had an inexplicable hostility towards him, a hostility that anyone with a discerning eye could see.

But Shuichi Akai has made many enemies, and he doesn't care about this unexplained hostility at all, nor will he take it to heart. The only thing he cares about is why the other party appears here.

He had watched the taxi go in just now and thought it was just passing by, so he was too lazy to try to stop it. After all, it wouldn't be an accomplice of the target inside, and the exit of the alley would also be checked. If there was anything really wrong, it could be detected there.

However, he didn't expect that the car was parked in the middle of the alley and hadn't moved for a long time. Considering that there might be a gunfight in the future, Shuichi Akai came in and drove the other party away.

But this man only noticed the other person after he got closer.

He was sure that he had not seen the man at the alley entrance, and other colleagues who participated in the blockade operation had not reported any news of anyone entering.

Thinking of this, Shuichi Akai's fingers stiffened for a moment. He loosened his hand that was holding the gun handle and instead rubbed the cell phone in the other pocket of his windbreaker.

There has been no news from there for some time.

Considering the man next to him who was obviously not an ordinary tourist, it was not difficult for him to guess what happened. However, it was somewhat unbelievable that each group had a large number of people in this operation, and they were able to knock down one group without alerting the other groups.

Shuichi Akai's gaze fell on an ordinary tourist who was frozen in place not far away. The girl looked frightened after the taxi driver drove away, and she didn't look like she could leave independently.

Being wary of the man standing aside with an umbrella, Shuichi Akai asked him the routine questions. Although the Japanese girl was afraid, she still answered his questions.

Knowing that there was another child here, Shuichi Akai frowned and wanted to smoke a cigarette. He reached out and tried to forcibly take the girl away.

There's not only the injured fugitive here. If only the highway demon was here, he wouldn't force the girl to leave. There are so many FBI agents guarding here anyway, and nothing serious will happen to the child here.

But there is an unexpected man here, a potential criminal who clearly shows his malicious intent.

Furthermore, the potential criminal may have killed a group of his colleagues, which may be because he did not smell any blood or gunpowder on them.

And these two flavors were the ones he was least likely to miss.

"We will find your friends, you leave first..." Ignoring the girl's own wishes, before Akai Shuichi could finish his words, a hand that did not belong to either of them intervened and separated the two of them.

"Why are you being so rude? If someone doesn't want to leave, why do you have to chase them away?" Xinghai Gin freed Mao Lilan's wrist that was grabbed, looking like a kind and enthusiastic passerby who was speaking up for justice.

Apart from the fact that Shuichi Akai's finger was almost removed, this guy really looks quite innocent.

"But it's really dangerous here, so don't stay here for too long." The brown-haired man glanced at the red on Mao Lilan's wrist, pointed at that spot and smiled, "It's better to apply a hot compress when we get back to the hotel."

"I..." Mao Lilan raised her head and wanted to thank the man who suddenly appeared, but her pupils shrank the moment she raised her head.

This enthusiastic citizen who didn't look like a local had a face that could be described as scary. A narrow red mark like a birthmark ran across his honey-colored skin. He had the kind of appearance that could make him the ultimate villain in a TV drama.

But at the same time, he has a pair of beautiful eyes with light blue pupils. But at this moment, Mao Li Ran could not see those light gray-blue eyes clearly. She felt dizzy, and the sequelae of the cold that had not recovered came back to haunt her at this time.

Mao Lilan was waiting for the dizziness to pass, when she felt her shoulders suddenly sink. She opened her eyes and found a large man's coat draped over her, blocking out the coolness of the rainy night.

She looked up again and met those light grey-blue eyes.

In a trance, she seemed to return to that rainy evening. She and the gray-haired boy sat side by side on a bench backstage at the game, waiting for Kudo Shinichi who was keen to get involved in the case.

Xing Hai Ya did the same thing at that time. She covered herself with the blanket given to her by the police to shield her from the cold wind coming in through the broken glass window.

At this time, Xinghai Yahu was lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

She suddenly felt a little sad.