How can there be such a dangerous world of Conan

In Sugihata's home, the girl was playing with the violin in her hand. The violin was wiped very clean, and it shone brightly under the light. Her slender fingers pulled the bowstring and plucked the strings, making it emit a beautiful melody.

"What is this for?" Hui Yuanai asked.

Such a scene is too rare, or it should be said that it has never been seen before. If the piano sound is beautiful, it is not at all if it is wonderful.

"Want to relax?" Dai replied, and the melodious piano sounded again.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Ai looked at the scenery outside the window: "There is no moon tonight."

"So it's a serenade."

The sound of the piano is elegant and long, as if under the moonlight, it is quiet and beautiful, and the love needs no words.But it is low and slow, as if that love will never reach the day, and it has to be suppressed, forever and ever...

In Mihua Central General Hospital, Belmode is lying in his own special ward. Today's dinner is still the pizza from Polo Café, and it has a layer of rich cheese rolls.

"It's a good day, and there's still pizza to eat." Judy stared at Belmode, wary.

"I'm not used to being stared at when I'm eating." Belmode looked back with provocative eyes.

Annoyed, Judy slams the door and leaves.

After confirming that Judy had left, Bellmode flipped open the cheese roll of the pizza and found what he wanted.

A tiny note that read: NOW.

Just two words convey a lot of information.

Belmode tore out three pieces of the quilt, crumpled one piece into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth, twisted the other piece into a thin rope and tied himself up, tied his feet with the last piece, lay back on the bed, and thought to himself time.

Ten minutes later, Belmode struggled violently, jumping up and down on the bed, making as much noise as possible.

This movement attracted the FBI agent who opened the door to guard the door, and the two agents ran in, confused.

"what happened?"

Belmode tossed and turned, struggling desperately.

The special agent pulled out the cloth strip stuffed in his mouth.

"Bermod is gone!" Belmode shouted in Judy's voice: "Quick!

Chase! "

One agent nodded and rushed outside, while the other came over and tried to untie the cloth strip on Belmode's wrist.

"Leave me alone, chase after me!"

After being drank like this, the detective also turned around and rushed out.

After driving away the detectives, Belmode untied the rope and rushed out. There was no one in the corridor, as if he was called to arrest 'Belmode'.

"Easily."

Belmode looked around, and the only one who was troublesome in the FBI was Akai Shuichi.

Just be careful to avoid him...

However, things backfired, because it was Shuichi Akai who appeared in front of Belmode.

"Bermode." Akai Shuichi said.

It's just the voice, which seems to be a little different from the Akai Shuichi I've heard before, but more like another person.

"Calvados?!"

Belmode knew that Calvados was a member of the organization, a sniper who was good at sniping, and was very obsessed with himself.However, she obviously asked for help from Bourbon, but it wasn't Bourbon who came, and she disguised herself as Akai Shuichi?

"This is the mask that Bourbon gave me," Calvados replied, handing over a cosmetic bag and a pistol.

What does Bourbon want?

No time to think, keep up as fast as possible.While opening the cosmetic bag, I found that it was the cosmetic bag that was taken away by me. There were a lot of things in it, but there was an extra... a lighter?

And there is no doubt that it is the kind of lighter that only men will like. It is extremely simple, that is, an ugly lighter.

"What is this?" Calvados asked. He seemed to have seen this lighter before. When Bourbon asked him to keep an eye on Mori Kogoro, he seemed to have seen the exact same lighter!

"Who knows." Belmode shrugged, not caring, and threw the lighter back into the bag.He took out the cosmetics and wiped them on his face, changing his face little by little with the wiping movements, trying to look like Judy Sterling as much as possible.

Calvados had doubts in his heart, but considering that it is an extraordinary moment, it is not appropriate to have side effects, so he forcibly suppressed his doubts.

Two members of the black organization walked out swaggeringly, and met the escort on the way, shouting from time to time, 'I'm real! ''You have been cheated! ''Show one! ' Poor Judy, yet no one paid any attention to her.

"Thank you, Calvados." After leaving the hospital, Belmode thanked.

Calvados climbed uphill: "Can I invite this beautiful lady to dinner?"

If it wasn't for getting a makeup bag and being able to disguise as Judy, it wouldn't be so easy to get away.Anyway, after all, he was taken care of by the other party, so Belmode nodded.

Naturally, the place to eat would not be any high-end restaurant, but an ordinary nightclub, where scantily dressed dancers come and go at will, and vicious men are everywhere, just looking at the inner world full of violence and sex.

Two residents of the other world were sitting peacefully on a table in the corner, chatting.Calvados was full of flattery, Belmode was grateful, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

"It's bourbon for two," the waiter came over with two glasses.

Neither of them ordered this kind of wine. As for the orderer, he knew it well.Calvados looked at the table not far away, where sat a dark-skinned blond young man, who was also a member of the organization, code-named Bourbon.

"Bourbon." Belmode greeted: "What did you do?"

Bourbon came over with a wine glass, pulled out a chair and sat down: "Me?"

After taking a sip of the wine, he spoke again: "I investigated a little bit of interesting things, such as Belmode, why you were arrested."

"Hmph," Belmode replied with his nose, "Stop talking about such boring things."

Belmode thought that Bourbon just wanted to embarrass himself, and didn't think much about it.

But Calvados was full of thoughts, and the tasteless lighter kept flashing back in his mind: "Tell me about it."

Unconsciously, Calvados' words carried a little bit of force.

Bourbon didn't take it seriously, but it was better to say it was right in his arms: "I investigated Keir and found that she boarded the White Queen with you, and I haven't contacted her since then."

"Shut up! Bourbon!" Belmode angrily snapped.

"Okay," Calvados smoothed things over, "Bourbon, don't go on talking."

Calvados lowered his head, rolled up his pupils, and looked at Bourbon from bottom to top. Although he said 'don't continue talking', it was actually an expression for me.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He tilted his head and motioned to Bourbon.

Bourbon followed with a smile: "What a coincidence."

Two big men go to the toilet together, and they are not children.

Of course Belmode knew what they were going to whisper, but she didn't care, as long as they didn't say it in front of her, it didn't matter.