Conan's winery play house

Chapter 560
A quiet night is the best time to rest.

Even members of criminal organizations spend most of their nights recuperating.

Organizations don't have missions every day, and members don't kill every day.

Killing is a means to an end, not an end in itself.

And killing is not the only way to achieve the goal.

Most of the time, the members of the organization put on the skin of normal people and live normal lives.

Just like now, Ireland, who has always been a tough guy in the organization, is sitting on the bed, holding a book of fairy tales with a dreamy cover, and telling bedtime stories to the children beside the pillow in a tone that has never been seen before.

A painting style that does not contain the slightest bloody smell and has nothing to do with darkness.

Even that fierce face seemed to be covered with a hazy and soft light.

He watched the boy beside the pillow close his pale blue eyes, his slender eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, like the wings of a stagnant butterfly that no longer vibrates, his breathing is steady, and he has obviously fallen into a peaceful sleep.

So his storytelling voice became softer and lower, until it was almost silent in the end.

He closed the storybook, put it on the bedside table beside him, sat on the bed with his waist resting on the pillow, his thoughts were absent, as if he was thinking about some important issues, and he seemed to be worried about something.

What Ivy did to Tequila, if Tequila was free afterwards, it might be a problem.

In the dead of night, Ireland ponders what the future might hold.

The face hidden in the darkness is cold and full of chills, revealing the breath of an extremely dangerous existence living in the dark world.

It seems that the next moment, the gun will be drawn to point at a certain target and buckle the key to life and death.

But he didn't do anything, he just looked at the sleeping boy and slowly closed his eyes.

And after Ireland closed his eyes, the boy who seemed to him to have fallen into a deep sleep opened his eyes silently. In the night, there still seemed to be a bright galaxy shining in the empty air. The smile on the corner of his mouth rose, and he closed his eyes again. eyes.

As if caught in a dream that even the air is sweet.

……

Wake up, wash up, have breakfast, say goodbye to Ireland and Bourbon.

Finally set foot on the road to school.

"Bye-Bye."

"come back earlier."

"Be careful on the road."

Plain but warm exhortations, like the daily life of every ordinary and harmonious family of three.

Aituo was very satisfied with this, holding Daifuku in the shape of a teddy bear, he was very happy all the way, and happily entered the school.

Then Aituo, who had a happy face, met the little friend who had an unhappy face.

The face of the little friend Zhu Xingxiushu was full of displeasure, as if he would randomly pick an unlucky guy to beat him up in the next second.

It smells like a bad school bully.

Seeing Miyamoto Aituo's arrival, he only changed his hand to prop his chin, and turned his face towards the window.

What a discerning person should do at this moment is to ask what happened to the other party, but Miyamoto Aituo obviously lacks some so-called vision and curiosity.

He just looked at his unhappy little friend suspiciously, then turned his head and took out his textbooks, doing his own thing seriously.

He never asked about his family and friends, and he was not curious about everyone's secrets. Unless everyone took the initiative to tell him, he would just pretend that he didn't know anything and didn't want to know anything.

Hideki Morohoshi was waiting for his friend to ask him what happened: ...

Aito, this guy... really can't rely on the other party's EQ and common sense.

While thinking like this, Zhu Xingxiushu, who calmed down his mood very skillfully, changed his hand to rest his chin, and turned his face back from facing the window.

He put on his headset and switched on the bullet communicator.

"There have been serial wounding incidents recently, but it's different from ordinary serial wounding incidents. This incident is a little more interesting." He said in a low voice while looking at his little partner.

Aito, who was sitting next to Zhuxing Hideki, obviously didn't need to use earphones and communicators, so he just watched Zhuxing Hideki intently, waiting for the other party's follow-up.

Zhu Xingxiu raised his eyebrows, and the unhappy look disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

"The first person to be injured was Mumu Shisan who worked in the Metropolitan Police Department, that is, the Mumu Police Department who often cooperates with our reasoning..."

"At that time, Mumu Shisan was doing daily running exercises in the park, but he was attacked with a crossbow. It didn't endanger his life at all. After being transferred to Lutai Police Hospital, he insisted on leaving the hospital within two days."

"A small sword was left at the scene of the crime. It is suspected to be left by the murderer. It should be a symbol of something."

Aito nodded cooperatively, and Takizawa Shinya and others asked curiously from the earphones, "And then? And then? Who is the second victim?" Hideki Mohohoshi's desire to continue telling the case was satisfied.

"The second client is Fei Yingli, a lawyer from Fei Law Firm. The prisoner delivered a box of chocolates in the mailbox of the law firm, and the chocolate was doused with pesticides. Fei Yingli fell into a coma immediately after eating the chocolate and was arrested. The subordinates of the same firm were sent to Dongdu University Hospital for gastric lavage, which saved his life."

"A paper flower was left on top of the chocolate box, probably some kind of message left by the prisoner."

"The third party involved is Dr. Ali, that strange doctor who often stays with those first graders... The crime took place at the home of Dr. Ali. After opening the door, he attacked the person with the crossbow in his hand."

"Dr. A Li was then sent to Mihua Central Hospital for treatment, and his life was also not in danger."

"A strangely shaped object was also left at the scene of the crime."

"What do you think these three things represent?" Zhu Xingxiu asked in a questioning tone.

"What do the three things look like?" Kikukawa Seiichiro asked.

"That's to say, Hideki, without knowing the specific appearance of those things, it's hard to guess what they are." Jiang Shouhuang said with a smile.

"Do you have a photo?" Takizawa Shinya rolled his eyes and asked.

The three of them stayed by the window, ignored the rest of the class, and communicated in whispers while wearing earphones and lowering their heads.

"Come over when you finish class, I brought photos." Zhu Xingxiushu said calmly, and took out three photos from his pocket.

They are swords, chocolates, and strange-shaped things.

"Aito can take a look first." He put the photo on the table and pushed it in the direction of Miyamoto Aito.

Aito looked at the photo pushed in front of him, blinking his eyes and searching for similar items in the memory database.

The advantage of the memory palace is that all memories can be organized and arranged, and you can search directly when you need them.

"This is..." He quickly found the same thing, but he didn't have a chance to say it.

"Don't say it! Don't tell the answer! We'll let us guess!" Takizawa Shinya's voice was so loud that Hideki Momohoshi frowned and took off the earphones, holding them far away with one hand, Still can faintly hear.

"We haven't seen it yet, Ai Tuo has already said the answer, so there is no meaning at all." Jiang Shouhuang's voice still sounds like a smile, and from the voice, one can imagine the appearance of the other party's smile.

So Miyamoto Aituo stuffed the answer back into his mind, and closed his mouth obediently.

　Foreign languages ​​are easy to hear, but that's all.

　　Completely liberated, hehe.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)