Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Except for that gentleman, no one enjoyed the meal.

Cointreau received a box containing his belongings from the bodyguard at the door - it was quite simple, like a lost and found sign at a swimming pool.

He had the second most stuff, forming a small peak. Gin also had a peak, but there were two of them.

Jundu saw him stuff the two baskets of weapons back into his windbreaker, then drive away leisurely.

Vermouth came here in the organization's car. It was getting late now and she didn't want to expose the safe house, so she picked up the only item in the frame - a lipstick with a silver needle hidden at the bottom, touched up her makeup, and asked Jundu.

"Junto? Do you mind taking me back?"

"Of course I don't mind." Cointreau also packed his things, "My car is over there on the suspension bridge, Vermouth, you need to walk a few steps."

"No problem." Vermouth agreed readily.

The suspension bridge at night seemed particularly quiet, with darkness all around, as if swallowed by endless darkness. The moonlight was completely blocked by the dense shadows of the trees, with almost no light able to penetrate.

Cointreau walked steadily in front, while Vermouth followed closely behind him. The flashlight in her hand emitted a faint light, barely illuminating the road under their feet.

——There seems to be something wrong.

"You and Gin are really the same kind of people." Vermouth said with a smile, "Do you have your own storage for coats? How do you store so many things?"

"It will fit in anyway if you try to stuff it in." Jun Du said simply, "Be careful."

The wind at night is always very strong, and the suspension bridge is shaking so much that people can hardly stand on it. Vermouth lost her balance and subconsciously grabbed Cointreau's clothes.

Jundu quickly turned around to help her: "Be careful!" In a hurry, the flashlight spun and fell into the abyss, and was completely swallowed by the darkness.

Vermouth grabbed Cointreau's arm and felt that his arm was frighteningly thin under the thin coat.

Cointreau had no idea of ​​her feelings: "Are you standing firm, Vermouth?"

“…Yeah.” Vermouth responded, “Use your phone to illuminate, even though it’s a little dim.”

"No need." Jundu said, "I'm sorry." Then he bent down and picked up Princess Vermouth.

His night vision has always been excellent. In the dark, his eyes seem to glow like a cat's. He walked on the suspension bridge with big strides, and every step landed accurately on every wooden board.

Soon, they came to the other side of the cliff.

Cointreau put Vermouth down steadily.

"Thank you, Cointreau." Cointreau shook his head and opened the car door for Belmode. "Get in the car first, Belmode. It's cold at night."

After the two entered the car, Cointreau took off his coat without saying a word and sat quietly in his seat.

The car started smoothly. Vermouth reached out and turned off the lights inside the car, and the interior of the car instantly fell into darkness.

In the darkness, Vermouth's voice was particularly clear: "Jundu, do you want to have a midnight snack together?" Her tone sounded like an invitation, but there was also a hint of threat in it, as if saying, "If you dare to agree, you'll be doomed."

Cointreau obviously understood what Vermouth meant. He shook his head very tactfully and replied, "No, I'm full."

The car continued to move forward, gradually driving out of the dense forest. The moonlight shone through the car window onto Cointreau, reflecting the fatigue and helplessness on his face.

People who grope around in the dark often have keen alertness and unique perception to detect danger.

At that moment, they both realized that the sense of surveillance that had been looming over them suddenly disappeared, and their tense bodies were instantly released.

Cointreau remained silent, driving the car away silently, and chose to stop beside a gurgling stream. The sound of the river could cover up some weak sounds, which was exactly what they hoped for at the moment.

The two of them unbuckled their seat belts almost at the same time and immediately began to carefully check themselves, especially the equipment they had just returned.

There was no problem with Vermouth, but as there were many things on him and they were mixed together, Cointreau had to check carefully three times before he was sure that there were no eavesdropping devices installed on him.

But just in case, he was cautious and turned on the signal jammer.

"This is my first time riding in Xiao Yucheng's car..." When the car started again, Belmode asked again: "Xiao Yucheng, are you hungry?"

This time, there was a hint of gentleness and smile in her voice.

Jundu nodded and shook his head: "I'm hungry, but I have no appetite."

He was so disgusted by the old man that he couldn't eat anything now.

Vermouth's lips curled up slightly, and she laughed: "Well, then just think of it as accompanying me for a walk."

Hearing her words, Jun Du nodded obediently and said, "Okay, Sister Sharon. In fact, I have a small request, and I hope to get Sister Sharon's help."

Vermouth raised her eyebrows with interest, with a hint of teasing in her voice: "Oh? What is the request? Tell me about it."

After that, she stretched out her fingers and gently hooked a strand of her hair, twisting it back and forth around her fingertips, her movements graceful and charming.

Cointreau turned his head and his eyes fell on Vermouth. He blinked his clear big eyes and smiled innocently. He asked cautiously, "Will you agree to my small request?" He seemed a little uncertain.

Seeing this, Vermouth raised her hand and gently pinched Jundu's soft cheek, saying lovingly: "Of course, our lovely Xiao Yucheng rarely asks me for anything. As long as it is within my ability, I will do my best to satisfy you."

Cointreau smiled slyly: "I know Sister Sharon is the best! There's nothing else to do, just ask Sister Sharon to pretend to be..."

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Lin Xiaochen slurped his instant noodles and stared at the computer screen in front of him.

He searched for the victim's information on the web, but as expected, he couldn't find any information. However, he found an entrepreneur with the same name who had died eight years ago.

He sighed. The price of staring at the screen for seven hours was that his eyes could not bear it.

As the main work of the Second Investigation Section had not been completed yet, Lin Xiaochen no longer worried about the victim and planned to finish the work first.

When the squad leader and the others have investigated to a certain extent, I will try to get more information from them!

Lin Xiaochen made up his mind.

The phone rang, and Lin Xiaochen quickly swallowed a mouthful of noodles and answered: "Hello, doctor? Eh? Do you have any trial medicine? Okay, okay, I'll come over tomorrow, thank you."

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Cointreau: Go away, old man! I like beautiful sisters to stick with me~