Conan: On the possibility that Whiskey is an undercover agent

"Stop this for now, let me ask you a question."

After conspiring loudly, Iori Yemuro and Shirley reached a consensus to first test whether this guy had any problems with his brain.

"What is the formula for L'Hôpital's rule?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shirley reached out and poked him, muttering softly, "Too easy, this..."

"what?"

……

It’s over. Will Gin be angry if the code member’s brain is screwed?

I don't know if Gin is angry or not, but Irish Whiskey knows from looking at these two that they don't have any good intentions for him.

"Tokaji liqueur, right? We met four years ago."

Irish Whiskey remembered that Tokaj was clearly just a little girl. He saw it with his own eyes four years ago, being carried away by Gin with a dark face.

He even bought her candy, how come he became a man?

Is the power of a girl's transformation so great?

Now Ye Muro Iori fell silent, as if... there was indeed such a not-so-beautiful misunderstanding four years ago.

At that time, Gin took him out on a field mission to assassinate a politician. That guy had once cooperated with the organization and took away a young psychic and then turned against him.

Since the banquet was heavily guarded, he put a little dress on him and threw him into the banquet to attract the pervert's attention. It was successful, but it was definitely not a good memory. Damn, that pervert was still picking at him when he died.

He had no experience in dealing with bloodstains at the time and was nearly discovered. Fortunately, those little brats were easy to fool, and as long as he pretended to be injured, someone would help him cover up his lie. In the end, he lied that he was going to change clothes and got stuck when he was climbing over the wall of the women's restroom cubicle, and it was the Irish whiskey that helped him get out.

Next, he was caught buying candy by Gin, who took him away. The cold and heartless old man took advantage of him and threw him back to the laboratory without him getting any candy.

No, I can’t recall. The moment I recall, I want to curse Gin.

So he took a deep breath and said, "This is probably a misunderstanding. Let me make it clear that I don't have any special hobbies. It's a requirement of the mission."

Who would wear such an ugly little dress for no reason? Gin's taste was simply outrageous. He despised him from the bottom of his heart.

four years ago?

Four years ago, Miyano Shiho was still studying abroad, so she had no idea what the two were talking about, but it shouldn't be anything important.

"Okay, so my experiment here is complete?" Irish Whiskey looked at the other person who had not responded. "Macallan? Wasn't he dead? Did you pull him here for the experiment?"

The young man who was being pointed at subconsciously looked at Ye Muro Iori, waiting for him to give orders. The latter was also stunned for a moment. If he hadn't said it, he wouldn't have realized that this guy also had black hair and green eyes, but he obviously looked Asian. It was easy to tell that this person brought it up on purpose.

"The grass on his grave is as tall as you. Do you want to go see him?"

It was a pity. Irish Whiskey rubbed his nose and said, "Don't be so angry, Tokaj. Are you still holding a grudge against him for betraying you?"

"Let me correct you, that's not betrayal." Ye Shiyi glanced at the other party with a smile, and the latter was stunned for a moment and immediately looked away.

"Okay, I know... Gin scattered his ashes, are you still angry?"

Of course Irish Whiskey knows about Macallan. That guy is really a hidden talent and now Rye is living a miserable life. Why should the British make things difficult for the British?

Lei should be British as well, he looks quite similar.

But Gin was the scariest one at that time. His face was so gloomy that it could freeze people to death. He rushed to Crimea without stopping. He thought Tokaj was already cold, but he didn't expect that it was the gentleman who was cold.

He had some thoughts about Tokaj's partner being given a bye some time ago, but Gin never considered him as a candidate. After so many years, he didn't even know whether Tokaj was a man or a woman.

The silver-haired killer has a strong sense of territory. Anyone who violates his property will be treated like a rat. It seems as if Tokaj is some kind of secret organization. He is clearly a living person, isn't he?

Therefore, Irish whiskey has always believed that Tokaji is the little canary raised by Gin, and thought that he would finally be able to see its beauty after waking up from this experiment. In a sense, his idea was indeed correct, but something seemed to be wrong.

Canary not only suspected that he was mentally ill, but also that he was a man. Well, he said he was a handsome guy.

Irish whiskey feels cheated.

"Since your brain is not broken, why don't you leave quickly? Otherwise, stay for dinner?"

Iori Yamuro yawned, urging this guy to stop standing in the lab, and then gently patted 02's shoulder, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Tell me the truth."

His expression was obviously much softer when dealing with the latter, which Irish Whiskey felt was a bit unfair.

"Just leave if you have nothing else to do. We are in a hurry to get off work. Please cooperate with us. The action team takes a break every few days."

Inexplicably, he could sense the resentment of a corporate slave in the words of a fourteen-year-old girl. Irish Whiskey noticed the bruises under her eyes. The research team was so terrible that they made such a young child work non-stop.

Scotland was just called away by Gin. He seems to be very busy recently. Iori Hasumuro has also been very busy recently. The world of workers is so bleak.

"There are a total of 37 test subjects in this batch, right? Apart from Irish Whiskey and him, are there any others whose rejection reactions are not serious?"

Hearing this, Miyano Shiho picked out a few lab reports and counted them. "Five, that's all."

"No more codename members?"

They are all rather unsatisfactory in comparison. Ye Shiyi curled her lips and thought that they should be good enough to fool the boss.

"No more. Codename members are not cabbages."

After working so hard for so long, the two finally had a chance to take a break. Shirley yawned more than a dozen times along the way, which made Ye Shiro Iori touch her head lovingly, and the latter was too lazy to struggle.

Iori Yemuro's way of resting is not sleeping. Having just been injected with medicine, he cannot fall asleep for a while. When he returns to the first floor, he finds that Bourbon who was left outside has disappeared.

So, he finally has no one following him now?

He has been staying in the lab every day and has no time to go out and play. He hasn't been out to eat melons for a long time. Yes, his entertainment activity is to go to the bar and listen to the bartender tell gossip.

What about some gang boss being a bootlicker, what about some tangled love triangle... It is bloody, but the plot is full of ups and downs, which greatly enriched Iori Yemuro's dull and boring research career. After all, he is either studying or studying at the research institute every day.

Different from the color tone of the laboratory, the colorful flashing lights were extremely conspicuous in the dim environment. The various colored liquors were shaking and reflecting the light. The crowd was whispering, and as usual, they looked at the guy who broke in unscrupulously, and then tacitly withdrew their gaze after seeing his face clearly.

Ignoring those gazes, Iori Yamuro looked for his old partner, but after a round he could not find him.

asked for leave?

Coming to the bar in disappointment, Iori Yemuro planned to show off a glass of orange juice and ask where the man had gone.

"You mean him?" The bartender, who was familiar with him, handed him a glass of orange juice. "He was fired. Look, the new guy over there is very popular."

Iori Yamuro followed the other person's gaze and saw a blond, dark-skinned man wearing a bartender's uniform, dealing with a middle-aged man who was trying to chat him up...

Bourbon!?

He nearly spit it out and choked twice, which scared the bartender so much that he quickly patted his back and took out a tissue to help him wipe the spilled orange juice.

"What's wrong? You're crying and snotting. Is it your ex-boyfriend?"

Fuck your ex-boyfriend, this is a surveillance camera!

The incident of his ID being discovered last time has not yet passed. This time, Gin ordered him not to come to the bar again, but he was caught again. Who knows if this guy will tell tales. Once Gin knows that he came to the bar, he will definitely know that he is free now and will definitely find something for him to do.

"I'm leaving now. Bye, don't tell anyone I was here. Tell him to come back to work. I'll pay for it!"

"Eh?" The bartender was puzzled and didn't try to stop the young man from fleeing. "Really? You should at least stay a little longer now..."

But soon the young man was caught by the new bartender, who used his size advantage to pull the man back. The two of them stood in front of him together. The blond man had an apologetic, shy and somewhat angry expression on his face, which was very consistent with the words he said.

"Excuse me, this is my boyfriend. Does he come here often?"

Iori Hashimura: ???

You are a liar, Bourbon.