Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Gin sneered, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth: "Ridiculous cop."

Furiya Rei clenched his fists, wishing he could punch Gin in the face.

His face suddenly turned cold, and when he was unhappy he would cause trouble for others.

"Mr. Vodka, I haven't had breakfast yet. Go buy me some steamed sweet potatoes and miso soup." He turned off the headset and said arrogantly.

Vodka: ...?

"But, but Bourbon, didn't you just eat a piece of cake?" Vodka reminded cautiously.

Fūya Rei said confidently, "Dessert and dinner require two different stomachs. Isn't that common sense?"

Vodka: God damn common sense!

"I don't care. I'm going to starve to death without food. I don't want to work anymore. I'm going to starve to death."

The detective's sudden outburst shocked the two people present.

The veins on Gin's forehead were throbbing, and he wished he could shoot the man to death.

But no, I have to endure it.

After silently repeating several times that this was the organization's property, Gin said irritably, "Vodka, go buy it."

Fortunately, the detective knew to turn off his headphones and didn't let his image be ruined in front of others.

Vodka: “…Oh.”

He put down the computer and walked out feeling aggrieved.

"Now, can you complete the mission properly?" Gin stared at Furuya Rei with his dark green wolf eyes and said gritting his teeth.

Furiya Rei didn't continue. Seeing that Gin's patience was running out, he didn't want to be shot.

Furuya Rei said cheerfully, "No problem, let's continue now."

He turned on his headset and reminded me according to the time:

"Attention, Reporter-kun is about to take action."

Everyone immediately turned their attention back to the mission.

As Masato Ishikawa began his speech, reporters came forward one by one to ask questions, and Saburo Yoshida also joined in.

He held the microphone in one hand and the dagger tightly in the other.

He couldn't help but feel relieved when he remembered what the masked man had said just now, that the poison on the dagger would kill instantly upon contact.

He seized the opportunity, pounced forward, pulled out his dagger and stabbed Masato Ishikawa.

Behind Masato Ishikawa, the plainclothes police officer who had been vigilant immediately wanted to reach out and pull the man away.

"Cohen-kun."

Fūya Rei shouted.

Cohen pulled the trigger and said calmly, "Roger that."

The bullet flew out, and the policeman felt a pain in his shoulder, and the smell of gunpowder and blood entered his nose.

He widened his eyes and shouted loudly: "There's a sniper attack, everyone be careful."

At the same time, he tried his best to pull Masato Ishikawa backwards. The sharp dagger almost scratched Masato Ishikawa's arm, leaving a tiny scar on the back of his hand like a fingernail.

The policeman covered the wound on his shoulder and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no one was seriously injured.

He took the man to a blind spot to prevent snipers from attacking him.

Ishikawa Masato's bodyguards rushed forward and knocked Yoshida Saburo to the ground and subdued him.

"It's useless, useless. Hahaha, Ishikawa Masato, you die with me, Yomi Hirasaka, our family is waiting for you."

Saburo Yoshida spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision blurred, and large areas of blankness and darkness spread in his consciousness.

He seemed to see his wife holding their son's hand, standing in the light and waving at him.

Saburo Yoshida died on the spot, but in an instant, Masato Ishikawa, who was standing next to the police, began to breathe rapidly, suffered a cardiac arrest, and collapsed to the ground.

The policeman didn't care about his injuries and hurriedly squatted down to check Masato Ishikawa, then called an ambulance with a grim expression.

But he knew very well that Councilman Ishikawa was beyond saving and his heart had stopped beating.

"Mission accomplished, time to call it a day."

Bourbon's smiling voice came, and everyone came back to their senses.

Just then, Vodka walked in with breakfast.

Furuya Rei pressed the microphone button and said in a cheerful tone, "That's all for today. Goodbye, colleagues."

After turning off the headset and pulling it off to throw it away, the detective leaned back in his chair listlessly and said without enthusiasm, "Killer-kun, although everyone cooperated well, I still hope that next time you won't ask me to do such unskilled work. It's too boring."

Gin snorted and gave the order: "Mission accomplished, retreat."

The headsets were turned off, and Chianti and the others kept their speculations about Bourbon, whom they had never met, to themselves and quickly left the scene.

The mission was successfully completed, the organization was invisible inside, and the blame was put on the reporter Saburo Yoshida, who had committed suicide by taking poison.

Even Gin couldn't find any fault with it.

After breakfast, Fūya Rei and Gin cooperated with the action team to complete two assassination missions and three intelligence missions. The schedule was very tight.

Until night fell, he firmly refused Gin's suggestion to keep him up late and drove him out of the safe house.

Gin is truly a model worker.

Rumors about Bourbon began to spread within the organization. Even the code-name members of the organization were extremely wary of Bourbon, and peripheral members even used "you know who" or "that person" to describe him, even though they had never even seen the person.

Time flies and it is October 11th, the day agreed with Dr. Agasa.

Early in the morning, Rei Furuya left the safe house and prepared to go to Dr. Agasa in Beika Town.

But he overestimated himself and underestimated the detective's poor sense of direction.

After circling the intersection of this street no less than four times, he had to admit that in his detective persona, he simply couldn't leave the house alone.

This is the problem. His trip must be kept secret and no one in the organization can know about it.

Fūya Rei stood at the street corner in silence for a moment, his eyes sweeping over the various pedestrians. When he saw a British man wearing a black top hat, casual clothes, and holding a gentleman's cane, his eyes lit up.

He rushed forward and, facing the gentleman's frightened gaze, deliberately said in a fierce tone: "It's you! The magic trick that abandoned the fans and deliberately ran away a year ago-"

The gentleman saw that something was wrong and hurried forward to hold his shoulder, raising his voice to cover his voice and said, "Ahaha, it's my friend. It's been a long time since we last met. Let's catch up."

Hei Yu Daoyi screamed inwardly: What's going on? After faking his death for a year, he disguised himself and returned to China to see his son, only to be caught on the street?

Furuya Rei followed his push and came to the corner of the alley. Before Kuroba Touichi could say anything, he said unhappily, "I'm going to Beika Town. Why did Kaito-kun drag me here?"

Hei Yu Dao was disheartened: This kid really knows his identity!

He stood in front of Furuya Rei and asked with curiosity, "I've clearly changed my appearance, how did you recognize me? I faked my death a year ago, but you were so sure you didn't make a mistake, you..."

Kuroba Touichi wanted to say more, but the detective childishly covered his ears and said in resistance, "Isn't it obvious at a glance? Don't ask."

"Take me to Beika Town now! As long as you take me to Beika Town, I won't expose you."

Hei Yudao looked at the station ahead, and after recalling that he had just overheard the people at the stall betting that a man in a detective uniform could walk around here for a few times, a certain guess became clearer and clearer.