Ke Xue world is not scientific

"Gin wine, the normal routine of the organization is like this?"

Yusuke Suzuki is already a little sleepy, but Yi Rong face is very spiritual, which also provides him with some ideas, and he also has to pay attention to the performance of Yi Rong face in different scenes and different times.

For example, if you just did a strenuous exercise, and someone else's face is red and sweaty, and he looks like a nobody, isn't that clearly telling others that he has a problem?

Not to mention that there are people like Conan around him, although Maori Kogoro is confused, he can't even see such an obvious problem.

Moreover, is Maori Kogoro really confused?

Not necessarily.

After all, a person has been pricked with thousands of needles, and he can't think of anything after solving the case, and no matter how big a person is, he will have some doubts, right?

And he, confident to run to receive all kinds of commissions, as long as you dare to give, he dares to take it, and he has never worried that he will not be able to solve the case and cause his disrepute.

Either he knew that Conan, that is, Kudo Shinichi would help him solve it, or, his own reasoning ability made him so confident.

There is also an extremely small possibility that he is a pure NT, and to be honest, Yusuke Suzuki does not feel that this situation is true at all.

Seeing that Yusuke Suzuki suddenly began to lose his mind after saying hello, Gin Jiu also pressed the head.

Vodka still stands honestly to the side, like a statue.

Yusuke Suzuki, who came back to his senses, found Gin Jiu staring at him, and only then smiled, "Sorry, I just thought of something."

"You've been in this situation several times, and it seems that I have to think less highly of you."

Gin Jiu threw away the cigarette butt, "Wait another two hours, the organization's background check of you will be over, and if there is no problem, the gentleman will contact you personally."

"So, why do I have to wait here?"

"If there is a problem, it is convenient for me to erase you directly."

Gin Jiu said coldly, and by the way, he refilled himself with another cigarette.

That's what to do, wait.

So the three men in black stood in rows against the guardrail next to the road, cigarette not leaving their hands, and their eyes drifted.

"I'm hungry."

Yusuke Suzuki spoke first.

"Vodka, go buy three bentos."

"Yes, big brother."

Vodka should also be hungry, and it will disappear with a kick of the accelerator.

"I don't like bento..." Really

, it's not delicious, unless it's just made, whether you can buy it at this point in time is a problem.

"How? The eldest young master of the consortium can't eat it? Gin

Jiu found an opportunity and opened his mouth to taunt, but when he turned around, he found that Yusuke Suzuki had already walked to the trunk of his car.

His hand, which had been in the pocket of his left trench coat, instantly clenched the pistol, and his index finger rested on the trigger.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to get something to eat."

Yusuke Suzuki completely guessed what this guy with a late stage of hypochondria would think now.

After a while, he moved out a small pot, a bucket of pure water, and a box of ingredients, and he originally thought that if he went back too late in the evening, he would boil a hot pot at home, stay up for another day, and try to maintain his routine.

I didn't expect to use it now.

No bowls, no chopsticks.

Let's string incense then.

"Help get some twigs back and peel off the skin."

He himself climbed over the guardrail into the mountains to find stones.

When he returned, Gin Jiu was peeling the bark with a dagger.

I built a simple stove, set up the pot, and lit the firewood I got along the way.

Soon, a pot of pure skewers came out of the pot, and the charming aroma stimulated his taste buds, and even his stomach screamed.

Gin Jiu's stomach also growled, but he didn't dare to joke, what if there was a fire and merged?

Gin Jiu dares to let the vodka leave at ease, and he looks at him alone, that must be confident in his own strength.

"It tastes good."

After watching Yusuke Suzuki eat three or four skewers and waiting for about ten minutes, Gin Jiu took a skewer wearing beef from the pot and ate it in his mouth.

......

The vodka that had traveled several places to buy a bento box came back, looking at the mess all over the ground, and the air was still filled with fragrance.

"Vodka, hard work on you."

Gin Jiu secretly turned his head and burped, and soothed the vodka that was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

"It's okay, I will definitely take you with me next time, I will wronged you to eat bento today, eat a few more portions, and don't run in vain, these three are all yours."

Vodka: "..." At

this time, Yusuke Suzuki's mobile phone vibrated and he picked it up.

"Your code name, Grouse."

The email came from an unfamiliar address, probably from the gentleman.

Gin Jiu also received an email a few minutes later.

After reading it, he skillfully deleted the email and chuckled, "Heh, your code name is really good, it suits you very well." "

Yusuke Suzuki is too lazy to take the sake of gin, which is also a revenge, mocking him for whining first every time they meet? Or is he weak like a grouse?

It doesn't always mean good.

"Congratulations, Mightybird."

Instead, vodka came up cheerfully to say goodbye.

Gin wine: "..."

Vodka, where the hell are you?"

Oh, he probably didn't understand, that's fine.

"Can I go?"

Yusuke Suzuki was already in much better spirits after eating, and his voice was a little louder.

"No," Gin Jiu stretched his body in front of him rarely, "there are still some things to explain."

"First of all, if there is nothing important, do not take the initiative to contact the email address just now, that gentleman does not like to be disturbed."

"Second, now you are temporarily subordinate to my action squad, and all actions are subject to my orders."

"Third, the person responsible for investigating your background is codenamed 'Rum', has a high status in the organization, mainly responsible for intelligence-related work, you may contact him in the future, don't mess with him."

"Finally, the woman you saw last time at Base 1, her name is Belmode, she has the right to act independently, she has a special status, if there is an action you need to cooperate with her, go all out."

"By the way, all non-routine actions greet me in advance, and the eyes of the organization will no longer be on you for the time being, but as long as you make any suspicious movements, you should know the end."

After that, Gin Jiu got into the car and walked away.

Leave Yusuke Suzuki alone to clean up the garbage.

Edit the message.

"When I came back to collect garbage, I didn't eat alone. — Grouse"

Two minutes later, the Porsche 356A returned.

The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night, when killing and setting fire.

And Gin Jiu is picking up garbage with Yusuke Suzuki, and I don't know what Conan will think when he sees it.

When it was already dark, Yusuke Suzuki finally returned to his apartment, and he couldn't lie in bed yet, otherwise he would probably fall asleep all at once.

I don't know if Gin Jiu slept?

Edit the message.

"Did you sleep? —Grouse" "

What's going on. - Gin "

Seconds back? Doesn't seem to sleep yet.

"There is no action tomorrow. —Grouse

" "No, ask again next time." ——Gin"

......

So what do you do now?

Will it be killed if you continue to harass gin?

I wanted to try, but I didn't dare.

Yusuke Suzuki, who chose to follow his heart, casually found a movie to watch.

Not very good, the bleeding situation after a person is stabbed to the aortic artery is not like this, bad review.