Conan: On the possibility that Whiskey is an undercover agent

"No, it's not sweet enough."

"No, this one doesn't look good."

During the busy lunch time, Bourbon never thought of eating in a dessert shop. Seeing Tokay being picky, he just told himself that he couldn't say anything about him and should be tolerant, yes, be tolerant.

“Can I have the coffee without sugar cubes?” She looks so bossy, like a self-willed young lady. But this cup of coffee has already had three sugar cubes in it, and it’s not sweet?

"If you add more, it will become syrup."

He couldn't help but remind her, but she didn't listen to him. "Didn't you say you are the same as Scotland?"

Bourbon felt his blood pressure rising. In just half a day, his impression of Tokaj changed from a childish, self-centered kid to an extremely willful, fussy and stupid young master.

He is really perfect. There is nothing good about him except his face. No, when it comes to finding fault, he is a master at nitpicking.

So how did Scotland get along with this man in harmony? Was there really no moment when they wanted to assassinate him?

"What are you looking at?"

Noticing that this person was absent-minded, Iori Yemuro knocked on the table and said, "If you like, just order it yourself. If someone doesn't know, they would think I'm treating you unfairly."

Who the hell doesn’t eat dessert for lunch?

"You should eat something hot."

"That's right." Yeshiro Iori touched his chin, turned around and asked the waiter to bring a portion of egg tarts, "This one is warm."

He doesn't even know this little trick. Normal people certainly can't stand his eating habits. Isn't he pretending? Torture him to death!

Today, Gin picked a fight with him at the research institute, but luckily he didn't do anything, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to embarrass Bourbon with a clear conscience.

"Oh, by the way, I don't have enough chocolate. Go to the supermarket... You will buy me some, right? Bourbon--"

"it is good."

The blond man almost squeezed out the words from between his teeth. Seeing this guy deliberately using the expression he gave Scotland to instruct him, he seemed to think that this would make him less annoying.

——That’s true. Bourbon endured it and drove to buy that chocolate. The brand and packaging were really like your little master.

The young man, with small flowers all over his body, happily watched the blond man go away, as if he was waiting for the parents to pick up his kindergarten child.

The notification sounded, but Ye Shiyi did not touch the phone on the table, but took out his own private phone from his pocket.

"It's over, that guy already knows about it, you're really good at finding witnesses.

——luka.」

This "witness" refers to Scotland who is carrying out the mission to make the organization and the Yeshiro family believe that Yeshiro Aoi is dead. The witness is very important. This person cannot have any knowledge of their relationship, but must have the motive to pay attention to Yeshiro Aoi. Scotland is really the most suitable person.

As the target of the mission and the protagonist who caused the failure of Scotland's mission, he believes that Scotland needs to prove the truth of Ye Shi's death and the accident more than anyone else.

Even if there was suspicion at that time, it would not be on Iori Yamuro, because he was under the surveillance of the organization at all times. So far, Tokai had no idea about the whereabouts of Aoi Yamuro.

"But there is one thing I want to tell you. It's better to be more restrained. Recently, an organization of people with special abilities has come to City A. Mary Katris is not dead yet, so things are going to be uneasy during this period.

——luka.」

This should be referring to Fyodor and the others. The clown had just reminded himself with playing cards not long ago, and the Queen of Spades... It seems to be related to the monastery's previous collection of children with special abilities for the organization.

In this case, the fact that the dean is not dead means that she is still useful to the demons.

If he wasn't afraid of being killed accidentally, Iori Yemuro would have really wanted to join in the fun. Generally speaking, when people with special abilities are doing something big, they tacitly agree not to involve ordinary people.

But since the other party chose to cause trouble in City A, he felt that it might not be that simple. The organization might take action. After all, the boss still hated others messing around in his territory. Then it would inevitably involve sending experimental subjects on missions... and then attract the attention of the public security, and then it would involve the special agent superpower department...

Thinking of this, Ye Shiyizhixuan paused in making the cake.

Damn, isn't this completely unavoidable?

So can people with special abilities please stop running wild in other people's territory? Isn't Yokohama the default battlefield for people with special abilities in Japan? That's the happy hometown of people with special abilities, right?

On the other side, the supermarket

The salesperson said apologetically, "I'm sorry, we don't have this brand of chocolate here. Maybe you can look at something else."

No?

Bourbon began to suspect that Tokaji was trying to get rid of the brand he made up, so he took out his phone to search, and found out that this was actually British chocolate, so what was he doing wrong?

"Well, you can try this chocolate, it's the most popular here-"

"That's it, thank you!"

Looking at the blond man leaving at a high speed, the shopping guide's words got stuck in her throat. She hadn't finished speaking yet. This was a prank chocolate for April Fool's Day not long ago, and it was very popular among students.

It should be fine...right?

Something blocked his view. Bourbon looked up and saw a man in a cloak. It was very strange, but no one noticed him. The other party threw a word to him and disappeared, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

【Gold is correct.】

Who is He?

This was simply a sign of suspicion written all over his face, but the strange thing was that Bourbon was completely unable to identify His gender based on voice or anything else. For some reason, he thought that did not exist.

I returned to the dessert shop with questions in mind and found Tokaj playing with his phone out of boredom. I could even hear the sound effects when I walked closer.

He took a curious look and was almost caught off guard. On the screen, a cute girl was changing her clothes, hairstyle and accessories one by one. However, her aesthetic taste was really poor. Bourbon would say that she was picking things that normal people couldn't accept.

The extremely saturated color combination makes you look like a butterfly, which is unforgettable at first sight.

"Why is the rating so low? It's so beautiful... I've studied several issues of fashion magazines..."

Why is the aesthetic of fashion magazine so toxic?

"How about trying to change out those pink knee-high socks?"

Hearing this, Tokaj put away his phone and said, "What do you care? What do you know? This is called fashion!"

Seeing his angry look, Bourbon tactfully looked away, secretly complaining that this fashion was a little too early for humans.

So he sent me away so that he could secretly play the dress-up game?

As a normal person, Bourbon couldn't quite understand it, but besides not understanding it, he was a little impressed that the young master's aesthetic taste was so unique. Wait, is this why Scotland studies the psychology of problematic children? This unfortunate child does look a little off in the head. People who grow up in organizations are different.

After clarifying this, he looked at Tokaj with a kind look. Who would bother with a mentally ill problem child?

Feeling a chill on his back from being stared at by the blond man with a strange gaze, Ye Shiyi suspected that someone might have hacked his account while he was out. Why did that look of pity seem so full of pity?

Could it be that he was hit by a car and his brain is not working properly?

First of all, we should rule out the truck, Ye Mu Yizhi thought, otherwise why could Bourbon come back alive?

On the table was the chocolate that Bourbon had brought back. A whole box tied with a ribbon and a bow made it look quite elegant and beautiful. It looked delicious, but it was obviously not the one he had specified. Could it be that he had deliberately picked the wrong one to play a trick on him?

Anyway, Ye Shimu Iori felt that this guy was very likely to do this. Bourbon was a bad-hearted guy, stingy and vindictive. Adhering to the principle of not eating things from strangers, he casually threw the box of chocolates on the back seat.