After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

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

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

The long silver hair was braided and rolled up, and finally fixed behind the head with a ribbon. 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, her frowning brows never loosened.

She is waiting, waiting for Rye.

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

Although it didn't arrive at the agreed time, it still made Qianxue Amamiya, who was already pressed for time, a little irritable. 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, there was a delay 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 transaction partner?"

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

The target of their mission this time is a pharmaceutical company. This company has always been a partner of the organization, but recently I don’t know what went wrong. Hands and feet, so the organization decided to kill the chickens to warn the monkeys and support new puppets to come to power.

The transaction object they are waiting for is this puppet. On the one hand, it is the internal situation of the trading company.

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

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

"Bang", after a small sound, Yingying flashed a little fire in Ley's hands, swaying slightly, and then lit the cigarette on his mouth.

Ley threw the match in his hand and threw it into the trash can not far away. The cigarette between the index finger and **** of his left hand rose with green smoke.

"I didn't expect you to be of such an old school." Amamiya Qianxue glanced at the young man who was still using matches, a little surprised.

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

He and Spurmony have not seen each other since their return from Alaska.

Rye raised her eyebrows, "Isn't that bad at all?"

But also, compared to the first meeting in the organization, Spomoney has lost a lot of weight.

"It's enough if I don't live." Amamiya Qianxue folded her arms around her chest and pursed her lips into a straight line.

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

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

"Mr. Zhuxing!" Before she could turn on the phone, a shout came not far away.

Amamiya Qianxue looked over suspiciously, it was a middle-aged man in his thirties, "A transaction partner?"

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

The two stood up and were about to walk over.

Immediately after, Amamiya Qianxue felt that her arm was being pulled, her eyes widened, and she tried to break free from the restraints of the people around her.

Amamiya Qianxue was protected by a tall figure behind her, and she didn't drink a drop of wine, but she knew that there was a commotion over there.

"What's wrong?" Amamiya Chiyuki said, twisting her arm, motioning him to let go quickly.

Rey tilted her head halfway and whispered in her ear: "It seems that our trade partner will never come."

Amamiya Qianxue frowned, what kind of thing is this?

Then she thought that there was a dead person nearby. The person who came here was probably a search class. If Matsuda Jinhei was present, it would be too troublesome.

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

Amamiya Qianxue tugged at the sleeves of the person next to her, "Let's go first, or it will be troublesome to be pulled in."

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

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

Setting back the time more than an hour ago, Matsuda Jinping, who had just returned home from get off work, received a call from a colleague who was searching for a class.

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

The colleague replied: "It's a young man, he reported to the police that he had received a death communication, so I hope our police can follow him in the past few days to see if there is really someone. Want to kill him, are you free?"

"Okay, now? Where is the place? What does that person look like? But to be honest, he knew that someone threatened him, wanted him to die, and even went to the bar, he was really brave Ah." Matsuda Jinping curled his lips, holding the car keys and preparing to go out.

"He said there is a reason to go, and I will send the ones you want to your mobile phone."

"Okay, until when?" Matsuda Jinpei agreed.

The colleague replied: "Three hours, you go to the bar and then pick up someone's shift, his daughter's birthday is today, you are equivalent to working for him, he will come back in three hours , then you don't have to follow."

"Okay, I'll go to the bar."

After Matsuda Jinhei drove to the bar, he saw his neighbor, Yuki Kurosawa, before he needed to be stalked.

She is sitting in the corner booth with a cold face, wearing a transparent coat on the upper body with a camisole inside, and the skin on her chest and waist is exposed, it looks like It fits the attire of a bar and nightclub very well.

But the expression was not very enjoyable, because she was staring at the wall of the glass in front of her and frowned.

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

Just as Matsuda Jinhei was thinking about this, he saw the pair of half-drooping eyes light up slightly, and the bright and cold neon light hit the bottom of her eyes, reflecting the tiny fragments of light.

The frown that had been frowning also stretched out.

She waved towards the long-haired youth walking towards her, raising her voice a little, "Here."

The long-haired youth wearing a knitted hat bowed his head and did not know what to say.

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

Vaguely bored wandering around in the dim and ambiguous bar, he propped his forehead and stopped looking at the two people talking there.

Only lips are pressed into a straight line.

The unhappiness in the eyebrows can be seen by anyone.

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

He repeatedly persuaded himself in his heart, persuading himself not to be affected by that familiar feeling.

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

He turned his gaze back to the door of the bar, waiting for his colleagues and the young man to appear.

After a while, the familiar boy on the phone appeared in the line of sight of Matsuda Jinping, and his colleague followed not far away, and waved to Matsuda Jinping who stood up, indicating Please ask him later.

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

He was joking with his friends, without the nervousness of being threatened.

I took the wine from my friend and drank it.

Then took two steps towards the depths of the bar and shouted from inside: "Mr. Zhuxing!"

Matsuda Jin calmly followed his high reputation and found that the person he was calling was the long-haired youth standing near Miss Kurosawa.

Then he witnessed the young man clutching his throat and collapsed to the ground in pain.

For a while, the people around were in a panic, screaming one after another, and the timid people even threw the wine glass in their hands.

Matsuda Jinping's pupils shrank slightly, he quickly squeezed out the panicked crowd, and walked towards the slumped son while making a phone call.

After making the call, Matsuda Jinping took out his police officer card and reassured the people present, "Everyone calm down! Don't leave this bar for a while, and trouble the staff to turn off all the neon lights and music. , cooperate with the police in handling the case!"

Amamiya Qianxue and Lei exchanged glances, and there was a hint of trouble in their eyes.

It seems that I will not be able to leave for a while.

Men and women were whispering with their acquaintances, and the content was bad luck, trouble and the like.

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

There are pros and cons. The advantage is that I don’t have to undertake two tasks for a period of time.

That impatient person is really suspicious and difficult to say.

Fortunately, the arrival of the Mumu police department was not too slow. After a simple investigation, it was concluded that the deceased died of poisoning. The same poison was found in the glass of wine he just drank.

However, Rye, who was the last greeting of the deceased, was questioned, and it was Matsuda Jinhei who questioned him.

As an unrelated person, Chiyuki Amamiya stood near the bar, with a yellow cordon beside her. She looked at the place where the deceased had just stayed at the bar.

And then I found that there was a wet mark on it that was different from ordinary water stains. .

How can a bar have oil?

Wine of different densities? ?

Amamiya Qianxue frowned, she swept the wine glass at the hem, it was a little strange, according to the bartender's confession, the wine that my brother drank has always been stored in the bar, and he just took it out .

There is no bartending at all, what is going on? What's the matter with the layers in the wine glass? ?

Halfway through thinking about it, she slapped her forehead suddenly, why did she become a detective... and consciously thought about who the culprit was.

What is she doing! !

This kind of thing can't be left to Matsuda, how could he not find out...

Seeing that the questioning of the two over there was about to end, Amamiya Qianxue walked to the vicinity with her bag, nodded to Matsuda Jinping, and greeted with a smile, "Mr Matsuda has worked hard, Still working so late."

Ms. Kurosawa is wearing too cool clothes, the cherry blossoms will just fall tomorrow night, and early summer has not yet come.

The large white greasy film made him a little dazzling. He lowered his eyes and didn't dare to stare again, "Miss Kurosawa is the one, you must pay attention to safety when you go back."

He wanted to add "The weather is not too hot, be careful to catch a cold." But no matter how he thought about it, he had no position to say this.

The words turned around in the mouth, and finally held back.

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

"Good."

"Ah, by the way, Mr. Matsuda, when I was staying at the bar, I saw a pool of water stains there. Isn't that poison?" Amamiya Qianxue thought for a while. , or raised his mouth in a side-by-side manner.

Matsuda Jinping replied with a smile: "That shouldn't 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 light flashed in her mind, she probably knew what was going on, so she nodded at the long-haired young man beside her. Said: "Syrup, Zhuxing, do you remember, the black coffee I drank occasionally had syrup added to it, but every time it didn't seem to dissolve very much, it always accumulated at the bottom of the cup, and the drink on top was still the same bitterness. , it doesn't taste good at all."

Lai, who was suddenly CUE, raised her eyebrows, followed her words and said, "Yeah, you don't like bitter things."

"Mr. Matsuda, I'll go first." She smiled and nodded.

Then strode out of the bar with Ley.

Matsuda Jinping thought about that sentence in his mind, he suddenly understood how the prisoner was poisoned, he chased two steps, and wanted to thank Miss Kurosawa for the tip.

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

"Miss Kurosawa!"

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

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

Because the curly-haired youth on the opposite side was looking surprised by being struck by lightning, he looked in a trance, as if he had seen something extraordinary.