After the world of Ke Xue is full of bad luck

The night scene is blurred, and the cold neon lights flicker in the dim bar, making the whole bar look drunk.

The chaotic atmosphere was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

When almost everyone was indulging in the noise and alcohol, Amamiya Qianxue, who was huddled in the corner booth with a cold face, seemed out of place.

The long silver hair was braided and tied behind the head with a ribbon at the end. The shoulders and neck were slender and graceful.There was a glass of ice water in front of her, and her fingers were tapping on the table.

Under the dim light, she never let go of her frown.

She was waiting for someone, for Ley.

She is the logistics of Ley's mission. The so-called logistics is the person who is responsible for investigating intelligence for him, invading the surveillance system, and finding a way out of the police. However, her mission partner has not come yet.

Although it didn't arrive at the agreed time, it still made Amamiya Qianxue, who was already pressed for time, feel a little irritated.But I can't say anything, after all, I arrived early.

Five minutes before the appointed time, a long-haired man in a gray jacket finally arrived.

"Sorry, I was delayed by something on the way." As soon as Ley arrived, he apologized to her first.

Amamiya Qianxue lowered her eyes, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I arrived too early, where is the trade partner?"

The seat was too narrow for the tall and slender Ley. He leaned against the wall, with one leg stretched casually, "Not yet."

Their mission this time is a pharmaceutical company. This company has always been a partner of the organization, but recently something went wrong. A new puppet comes to power.

And the trade partner they are waiting for now is this puppet. On the one hand, it is the internal situation of the trading company, and on the other hand, it is necessary to see if this puppet has any second thoughts.

"Do you mind if I smoke?" Ley asked the people around him.

Amamiya Qianxue shook her head, the air is already filled with enough second-hand smoke, she doesn't care if there is more.

"噗", after a small sound, a little fire flickered in Ley's hand, swaying slightly, and then lit the cigarette on his mouth.

Ley shook the match in his hand and threw it into a trash can not far away. The cigarette held between the index finger and middle finger of his left hand was billowing with blue smoke.

"I didn't expect you to be of this old school." Amamiya Qianxue glanced at the young man who still used matches, feeling a little surprised.

Ley chuckled, did not explain, but began to care about her recent situation, "How are you doing?"

He and Spumoney hadn't seen each other since their return from Alaska.

"It's not bad, except that I can't sleep or eat well, everything is fine." Amamiya Qianxue stared at the crystal clear ice cubes in the wine glass, and replied casually, with a careless tone.

Ley raised his eyebrows, "Isn't that bad at all?"

But also, compared to the first time they met in the organization, Spomony lost a lot of weight.

"It's fine if you don't live." Amamiya Qianxue folded her hands on her chest, her lips pursed into a straight line.

"Oh, you really don't care at all." Ley sighed and shook his head.

Amamiya Qianxue took out her mobile phone, ready to check the time, what time is it, is this transaction partner so slow? ? ?

"Mr. Zhu Xing!" Before she could turn on her phone, a voice came from not far away.

Amamiya Qianxue looked over suspiciously, she was a middle-aged man around 30 years old, "Trading partner?"

"Yes, let's go." Ley nodded.

The two stood up and were about to walk over.

Immediately afterwards, Amamiya Qianxue felt her arm being pulled by someone, her eyes widened, and she tried to break free from the confinement of the people around her with her backhand.

However, due to the strength of Lai's arm, Amamiya Qianxue was half-forced to be protected by him. With a scream, a glass of wine was splashed on his chest.

Amamiya Qianxue was guarded by a tall figure, she hadn't even touched a drop of wine, she only knew that there was a commotion over there.

"What's wrong?" Amamiya Qianxue said while twisting her arm, signaling him to let go quickly.

Ley tilted his head halfway, and whispered in her ear: "It seems that our trading partner will never come."

"He's dead?" Amamiya Qianxue rubbed the pinched place, red marks appeared on her fair skin.

Ley nodded, giving up half of his body, Amamiya Qianxue took a few steps forward, and saw the 30-year-old man limp and fell to the ground with a painful expression.

Amamiya Qianxue frowned, what is this called? It was so hard to wait, but the person died... This is too unlucky.

Then she thought that someone died near here, and the person who came was probably searching for it. If Matsuda Jinpei was there, it would be too troublesome.

Several young people who came with the transaction object were panicked, some shook people on the ground, and some called the police and ambulance.

Amamiya Qianxue tugged the sleeves of the people around her, "Let's go first, otherwise it will be very troublesome to be dragged in."

Before Ley could speak, Amamiya Chiyuki saw the person she least wanted to see, Matsuda Jinpei.

Amamiya Qianxue rubbed her temples, only to feel a headache, like a hangover headache.

Turning back the time to more than an hour ago, Matsuda Jinpei, who had just returned home from get off work, received a call from a colleague of the First Search Section.

"You want me to go to the bar to follow? What's going on? Is there a new case?" Matsuda Jinpei, who hadn't had time to change his clothes, stood in the entrance and asked his colleague on the other end of the phone.

The colleague replied over there: "It's a young man. He called the police and said that he had received a death message, so I hope our police can follow him in the next few days to see if someone really wants to kill him. Are you free? ?”

"Okay, now? Where is the place? What does that person look like? But to be honest, he knows that someone is threatening him and wants him to die, and he still goes to the bar. How courageous." Matsuda Jinping pouted. , ready to go out with the car keys.

"He said that there was a reason why he had to go, and I will send the ones you want to your mobile phone later."

"Okay, until when?" Matsuda Jinping agreed.

The colleague replied: "Three hours, after you go to the bar, you take over the shift of a person. His daughter celebrates her birthday today. You are equivalent to taking over for him. He will come back in three hours. Then you don't have to follow him." .”

"Okay, I'm going to the bar now."

After Matsuda Jinpei drove to the bar, he saw his neighbor Yuki Kurosawa before he could wait for the son who needed to be followed.

She was sitting in a booth in the corner with a cold face. Her upper body was wearing a transparent coat with a camisole inside. The skin on her chest and waist was exposed, which looked very suitable for a bar and nightclub.

But the expression was not very enjoyable, because she was frowning while staring at the wall of the cup in front of her.

I didn't expect Miss Kurosawa to come to the bar after get off work.

Just when Matsuda Jinpei was thinking this way, he saw those half-drooped eyes light up slightly, and the bright and cold neon lights hit her eyes, refracting tiny rays of light.

The eyebrows that had been frowning all this time also relaxed.

She waved at the long-haired young man walking towards her, and raised her voice a little, "Here."

The long-haired young man in a knitted hat bowed his head, not knowing what to say.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't notice it, and didn't know when his hand clenched into a fist.

Feeling vaguely bored wandering around in the dark and ambiguous bar, he propped his forehead and stopped looking at the two people who were talking over there.

It's just that the lips are pressed into a straight line.

Anyone can see the displeasure in his eyes.

This kind of thing is normal no matter what, Ms. Kurosawa has her own circle of friends, one or two male friends who have a good relationship, or have a stable relationship between male and female friends, this is normal, very normal.

He repeatedly persuaded himself in his heart, persuading himself not to be affected by that sense of familiarity.

But the half-downcast gray-blue eyes looked like a stormy sky, filled with some unbearable emotions.

Boredom and unhappiness, like dense weeds, accumulated in Matsuda's heart, making him a little out of breath.

He patted his forehead violently, trying to wake himself up, he came to work, and he couldn't be that kind of neglectful waste.

He turned his gaze back to the door of the bar, waiting for his colleague and that son to appear on the stage.

After a while, the familiar young man on the phone appeared in Matsuda Jinping's line of sight, and his colleague followed not far away, beckoning to Matsuda Jinping who stood up, signaling that he would leave to him in the future.

Matsuda Jinhei nodded, and after making simple eye contact, he sat at the bar and observed the son-in-law who was gathering with a few friends.

He and his friends were laughing and joking, without the slightest tension of being threatened.

He took the wine from his friend and drank it all in one gulp.

Then he took two steps towards the depths of the bar, and shouted inside: "Mr. Zhu Xing!"

Following his high reputation, Matsuda Jinpei looked over, and found that the person he called was the long-haired young man standing near Miss Kurosawa.

Then he witnessed the young master clutching his throat and collapsing to the ground in pain.

For a moment, the people around panicked, screaming one after another, and the more timid people even threw out the wine glasses in their hands.

Matsuda Zhenping's pupils shrank slightly, he quickly squeezed away from the panicked crowd, and walked towards the collapsed young master while making a phone call.

After making the phone call, Matsuda Jinpei took out his police officer ID, and loudly comforted the people present, "Everyone, calm down!! Don't leave this bar for the time being, and ask the staff to turn off all the neon lights and music, and cooperate with the police in handling the case!!"

Amamiya Chiyuki and Lai exchanged glances, and there was a trace of trouble in their eyes.

It seems that I won't be able to leave for a while.

The men and women talked quietly with their acquaintances, and the content was full of words such as bad luck and trouble.

Amamiya Qianxue leaned against the wall, pinched her chin and began to think. The puppet died, and it is estimated that the cooperation with the pharmaceutical company will be postponed temporarily.

There are advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that I don't have to take on two tasks for a period of time. The disadvantage is that I think I will be suspected by Rum again.

That quick-tempered person is really suspicious and difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, the Mumu Police Department did not come too late. After a simple investigation, it was concluded that the deceased died of poisoning, and the same poison was found in the glass of wine he just drank.

However, Ley, who was the last greeting of the deceased, was still questioned, and it was Matsuda Jinpei who interrogated him.

As an irrelevant person, Amamiya Qianxue stood near the bar, surrounded by a yellow cordon, and she looked at the place where the deceased had just stayed at the bar.

Then I found that there was a wet mark on it that was different from ordinary water stains. The drops of water seemed to be layered, and the bottom was a transparent liquid that was insoluble in water, which looked like oil.

How can there be oil in the bar?

Wines with different densities? ?

Amamiya Qianxue frowned, she swept down the wine glass lying there, a little strange, according to the bartender's confession just now, the wine that the son drank has been stored in the bar, and she just took it out.

There is no bartending at all, what's going on here?What's going on in the wine glass that seems to be layered? ?

Halfway through the thought, she slapped herself on the forehead suddenly, why did she become a detective... and consciously thought about who was the criminal.

What is she doing! ! !

Wouldn't it be good to leave this kind of matter to Matsuda, how could he not find out...

Seeing that the questioning of the two people over there was about to end, Amamiya Qianxue walked nearby with her bag, nodded to Matsuda Jinpei, and greeted with a smile, "Mr. Matsuda has worked hard, you are still working so late."

Ms. Kurosawa is dressed too coolly, the cherry blossoms will just end tomorrow night, and early summer has not yet come.

The large white greasy made him a little dazzled, he lowered his gaze, not daring to stare at it any more, "Miss Kurosawa is the one, be careful when you go back."

He wanted to add, "The weather is not too hot, so be careful of catching a cold." But no matter how he thought about it, he didn't have any position to say this.

The words swirled around his lips, but he finally choked it back.

"Thank you Mr. Matsuda for your concern, so my friend and I will go first?"

"it is good."

"Ah, by the way, Matsuda-san, when I was at the bar just now, I saw a puddle of water there. Could it be poison?" .

Matsuda Jinpei replied with a smile: "That should not be the case. The laboratory has checked it. It is syrup and spilled wine. There is no poison in it."

"Oh, that's it." Amamiya Qianxue lowered her eyes, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, she probably knew what was going on, so she nodded her chin and said to the long-haired young man beside her: "Syrup, Zhu Xing Do you remember that I occasionally added syrup to the black coffee I drank last time, but it didn’t seem to dissolve very well every time, and it always accumulated at the bottom of the cup, and the one on top was still bitter, not good at all.”

Ley, who was suddenly caught by the CUE, frowned, followed her words and said, "Yeah, you don't like bitter things."

"Mr. Matsuda, I'll go first." She nodded with a smile.

Then he walked out of the bar with Ley.

Matsuda Jinpei was thinking about that sentence in his mind, and he suddenly understood how the prisoner poisoned him, so he chased after two steps, wanting to thank Ms. Kurosawa for her reminder.

The moonlight is like water, pouring down, covering the whole land with a layer of faint moonlight.

"Miss Kurosawa!"

The person who was called turned around, and the breeze blew her loosely tied bun, and also made her skirt sway slightly.

She tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Because the curly-haired young man opposite had a surprised expression of being struck by lightning, and his expression was in a daze, as if he had seen something extraordinary.