Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

With such a conjecture, every move of the two men around him became strange in the eyes of Officer Otaki.

But the other party's behavior was not too outrageous. It just made Otaki feel uncomfortable thinking about the kind of relationship the two of them had.

After they finished their meal and left the noodle shop, Otaki wiped the sweat from his head and ate the noodles with peace of mind.

Lancer, who was outside, bit his toothpick and entered the roasted bird shop opposite. After a long time, he came out with the packed food.

He got into the car parked on the side of the road, opened the takeout box, and asked Gin: "Isn't that man out yet?"

"Yeah." Gin seemed to have been lifted from the ban, and he had been smoking since he got in the car.

Lancer couldn't stand it anymore, so he handed a string of lanterns to his mouth and patiently coaxed him: "You also eat some human food occasionally? You didn't even take a few bites of noodles just now. I helped you solve it." It fell. Are you planning to become a god?"

Gin glanced at the lantern in front of him in disgrace, and refused with a bit of disgust: "It's too greasy."

Take a deep breath and don't get angry with this man who doesn't know how to enjoy yourself.

Lancer angrily stuffed the roasted bird skewers into his mouth, chewing and complaining: "You won't eat the udon just now if it's not greasy, what excuse are you looking for..."

Gin was not angry either, holding a cigarette between his fingers and staring at his bulging cheeks with interest.

"You seem to have two stomachs and can eat anything."

"No, I still can't eat the pie that the leader has drawn for me."

Lancer swallowed the food carefully and glanced sideways at him: "You have never suffered from lack of resources. Once you go to the doomsday world, you will know how precious these foods are."

"Is this why you lick your fingers every time you finish sushi?" Gin asked him.

Lancer paused, feeling a breath trapped in his chest.

Between being pissed off by Gin and trying to defend himself, he chose the latter: "You don't understand, licking your fingers is a ritual and a reverence for food."

He said angrily: "People like you who waste food and refuse to eat well will not understand."

But the man in the driver's seat laughed and said, "Why not? I smoke every cigarette carefully."

"..."

"And cigars."

It's hopeless. Carry it away and bury it.

Lancer shook his head while showing off the tempura, and accidentally caught sight of Otaki finally coming out of the noodle shop and preparing to drive away.

"Come on."

Their car followed Officer Otaki's car from a distance and watched him return to the apartment where he lived.

Lancer complained in the car: "He came out so late. Could he have eaten three bowls of noodles in there?"

Ginjiu said, "If nothing else, he probably had a crush on the proprietress of the restaurant, so he sat there for a while and chatted with her."

"Oh?" Lancer's eyes flashed with gossip, "I didn't expect that the boss lady is really good at it. I can find my second love here!"

The man beside him watched Officer Otaki return to the apartment. After paying attention to the floor and room where he lived, he turned his head and looked at Lancer.

There was a hint of disapproval in her eyes: "Have you forgotten? She is a member of the organization, and the last person she should be with is the police."

Lancer didn't pay much attention to these things. He said meaninglessly: "If she has the ability to keep deceiving her, I don't think it is impossible."

"What if she betrays?"

"Then kill her."

In Lancer's opinion, many things don't need to be too complicated. What to do and how to do it when something happens has long been the optimal solution.

Gin's thinking logic is consistent with his, but: "If they really get together one day, I will clean her up. It's not my style to leave trouble."

"Ha!" Lancer suddenly laughed and began to say in a strange tone: "Then why did you spare Shirley's life on the cruise ship? She obviously wanted to kill you, didn't she? Or is she not considered a future problem? "

Gin glanced at him, raised her big hand and pinched his cheek gently.

Just like a puffy puffer fish suddenly popped, Lancer's mood value suddenly returned from negative to normal.

Looking at the system, I was amazed.

"It's done." Gin said.

He was the first to leave the car. Lancer burped and opened the car door with some thoughts in his heart.

They looked at the floor where Officer Otaki lived at the same time, and took steps at the same time, brazenly walking into the door of the apartment building.

……

"Your house is quite big."

Conan and Haibara Ai followed Hattori Heiji around his house and sighed.

"Although I have been to Osaka several times before, I have always been involved in cases, so I have never had time to visit your home."

Hearing this, Hattori Heiji scratched his ears with his fingers in embarrassment.

"Yeah... almost every time you come here, you will encounter a murder case." He noticed Haiyuan Ai's somewhat depressed mood, so he raised his voice and assured them: "But don't worry this time, even if there is any case, the police will work. Just live here temporarily. No matter how brave those guys are, they will never break into my house and rob people!"

Hui Yuan Ai said calmly: "Then I'll lend you some good words."

"Um……"

"By the way, can I go to the backyard and have a look?" Huihara Ai volunteered: "When I just passed by, I saw that there were maple trees planted there. I want to take a look."

Hattori Heiji nodded: "Of course, if you have anything, just call me."

"Thank you." After saying this, Hui Yuan Ai left alone.

As soon as she left, Hattori Heiji immediately bent down and asked Conan: "Hey, Kudo, has this lady always had such a cold personality?"

Conan laughed dryly: "What else? It was quite tiring to get along with her at first, but she also has her cuteness."

"Cute?" Hattori Heiji's eyes suddenly turned funny: "I'm talking about Kudo, are you trying to be both independent and independent? The eldest sister at the detective agency wants it, and so does this indifferent young lady. I didn’t expect you to be quite carefree.”

After hearing his words, Conan stared back.

"What are you talking about? I only have Xiaolan in my heart."

"In that case, why not tell her everything that happened to you. Anyway, you can only hide now. One more person might give you more strength."

Conan retorted: "What are you talking about? If it were you and Kazuya, would you tell her?"

This is quite a problem.

Hattori Heiji scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's a pity that you can't change back to your original appearance. Otherwise, you could use your true identity to reveal the secrets of this organization to the Tokyo police. With their help, your chances of winning may be much greater."

Hearing this, Conan paused.

He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"It's not impossible, it's just..."

"Oh?"

"We need to discuss this with the little lady you are talking about."