Self-cultivation of fake wine

At the dining table, savoring the delicacy of high-end sushi and other special Japanese ingredients, talking about herbal salt

"When I was in Yokohama, the Mafia was what impressed me the most."

Dr. A Li was stunned, not sure why the topic suddenly went to another world, "Huh?"

Ordinary people always know nothing about the other world.

And Hui Yuanai has become vigilant.

"Yokohama is a special port city, and it can't do without the mafia—the government can't solve all the problems, and some problems must be dealt with by the local mafia." Herb Salt continued the topic, "Of course, they are some terrible people , always living in another world that is completely different from our peaceful society. Violence, lawlessness, death... abound.”

Dr. A Li still didn't know what Herbal Salt wanted to say, so he could only sigh in a daze, "That's really scary, did Herbal Sang have some terrible experiences?"

"Fortunately, the local mafia is indeed protecting the city while collecting protection money. They have their own order - for example, if ordinary people don't know their secrets, they will never have anything to do with the other world .But if ordinary people accidentally know something they shouldn't know, it will give those people a reason to have to pay it."

"Oh?"

"For example, I have been to their Chinatown... Ah, sorry, you may not be interested in this topic? Then let me tell you about my experience in collecting materials in the tropical rainforest?"

Only then did Dr. Ali realize that the young man was telling a story to warm up the scene, and he also laughed, "Is it the story about your adventure in the Amazon and the discovery of rare medicinal plants?"

"I've already made that story public, why don't you tell me about the other interesting animals in it?"

The men in scientific research and engineering chat happily, but Hui Yuan Ai is not happy at all.

She understands that the herbal salt just now was not just for telling stories to warm up the scene——

principle of silence

As long as you don't let your family members know the specific content of your occupation, and don't leak any information about the other world, you won't be approached by people from the other world.

Those who have nothing to do are meaningless.

However, if she really told Dr. Ali just now that "Herbal Salt is a member of the black organization codenamed Hell Agave", then in order to keep the secret, besides her traitor, even Dr. Ali will be hunted down by other organizations of!

Hui Yuanai was terrified and frightened.

The young girl with chestnut hair silently ate delicious delicacies, like chewing wax.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Herbal Salt is a reasonable person—this is much better than those mad dogs in the organization, at least you don’t have to worry about being harmed by innocent people, don’t you?

To Huihara Ai's surprise and despair, the man didn't say anything in the end, he just sent the two back to Dr. Ali's house, and then went back to Kudo's house.

As soon as he got home, Dr. Ari pressed his shoulders and questioned the identity of the herbal salt.

"It's nothing, I did recognize the wrong person."

——In the end, Haibara Ai only gave this result.

Once Dr. Ali knows, it means that Kudo Shinichi will also know - she can't take the risk to gamble on the conscience of the organization, it is better to say that the members of the organization can basically think that they have no conscience at all.

Hui Yuanai didn't dare to take the initiative to ask the real purpose of the herbal salt.

But... Conan Edogawa dares.

After learning about Haibara Ai's abnormality from the doctor, Edogawa Conan immediately returned to his home.

"Mr. Grass is still used to living here?"

"It's pretty good. The mystery novels in your library are also pretty good."

"Mr. Grass also likes mystery novels?"

"Yeah, I met Edgar Allan Poe by chance on Baker Street during a meeting in England."

The little detective's eyes lit up immediately, "That writer? Himself?!"

Herb Salt nodded, "But what about your last name, Edogawa?"

"Haha, I just saw a report in the newspaper by accident... Although I was quite famous as a high school detective, I'm still not as good as a real detective." Edogawa Conan smiled like a fanboy, "Edogawa Ranbu—I don’t know if you’ve heard of it?”

"We've met a few times."

"Really?! What kind of detective is he? Ranpo-san is so mysterious! He is a figure of legend!" The reasoning maniac turned into a primary school student and was still a reasoning maniac. Conan was so excited that his little face was stained. Scarlet, "There were quite a lot of reports about him in the past few years. I don't know why it is difficult to know his information in the past few years... But people in the Metropolitan Police Department say that he is very active in the Yokohama area, and there are big cases. I will specially hire him as a consultant...it will become mysterious all of a sudden!"

After all, it is the axis of the five scumbags of the Armed Detective Agency. A few years ago, when I partnered with Silver Wolf Fukuzawa Yukichi, it was indeed often published in the newspapers. We all subconsciously avoid letting ourselves appear in the public eye.

Edogawa Ranpo is not a person with supernatural abilities—but he himself was fooled by Fukuzawa Yukichi into thinking that he is a person with supernatural abilities, and he is also a fan of the authorities. He has never doubted this white lie so far.

"He's fine. He works for a detective agency in Yokohama."

"Then what kind of person is he?"

"Excellent intellect, lack of common sense, likes small cartoons and snacks, seems a bit willful, but in fact has been protecting the people around him in his own way for granted."

"It sounds really exciting... It would be great if I had the opportunity to reason together!" The little detective was almost so excited that he forgot his original purpose. "And what about Edgar Allan Poe? What kind of writer is he?"

——Have you forgotten your true purpose, Kudo Shinichi-san? ? ?

"He has a little raccoon named Carl, who's kinda cute."

"Little raccoon! It's just like what dad said, it's an incredible reasoning writer..." Edogawa Conan raised his lips wildly, and then lowered his voice mysteriously, "By the way, there is also a mysterious detective... …Did you know, Ayatsuji Xingren—I only heard of this name occasionally, and then the police officer immediately stopped me from asking, and even my father kept a mysterious attitude towards this person!"

"Where did you know Mr. Ayatsuji?"

"You sure know!"

"It's just a little bit of what I heard." Of course he knew about the rare S-level super-dangerous psychic in the Ability Secret Service's database, a murder detective who was feared by everyone, "This person doesn't go out often, how do you know? "

"Hey, by chance."

"Since you are so cunning that you can't be honest about anything, then I don't need to tell you." The black-haired man smiled coolly, "I hate guys who hide half and hide half and insist on asking others to answer questions. Whether you become Small reasons, or the conversation just now, make me feel that there is no need to continue."

"Huh?" The cunning and willful child who was used to pretending to be stupid was stunned for a moment, and then panicked, "I didn't mean to hide it, it's just that the other party said that you can't talk nonsense about this..."

"Then you shouldn't ask the police officer what he's not allowed to say." The man got up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests, "If you want to get other people's secrets, you must be prepared to make a deal with yourself. I will only ask for it. People who don’t like you don’t like it—I may have asked you a hard question, but has it ever occurred to you that you’re also asking questions that others shouldn’t be able to answer?”

"I……"

Before Kudo Shinichi could react, the man had already pushed him out of Kudo's house.

The Reaper elementary school student stood at the door of his house, and after a long time, he let out some aggrieved, animal-like whimpers.

"This, this is my house?"

—but the next day he didn't have to worry about it.

Because there was no luggage, the herbal salt moved away with a notebook that night.

As for the reason?

"I miss my lover so much, so it's better to move back to Yokohama."

—a perfect reason beyond reproach.

Then Edogawa Conan and Dr. Ari were scolded by Haibara Ai after learning about the incident.

"Are you idiots! You don't understand that man's character at all, so you rashly set your favorability to a negative value!"

Conan "You really know that person, Haibara. So he really..."

Haibara Ai looked at Edogawa's serious and serious detective face and wanted to send all criminals to jail, and wanted to throw him out!

"Shut up! Don't provoke him again! That guy and Gin are of a different nature! Don't mess everything up!"

"You don't tell us, how do we know if we will mess up!" Conan was also angry, he felt that Huiyuan always likes to hide it! "You should learn to share information, Huiyuan!"

"Share information? Then let you die?" Hui Yuan's voice turned into tears, "I'd rather have gin than meet that person! And you know why your parents let him live in your house, right? ?Because he is the one protected by the Pillar Tower! Are you going to make an enemy of the real king of this country!"

"What kind of real king... Those are just urban legends, Huiyuan! Moreover, even a ruler should not shield sinners!"

The young girl with chestnut hair looked desperately at Edogawa Conan who was arguing with her with "can't save" eyes.

This is the cognition of ordinary people - the sorrow of ordinary people who don't know the existence of people with supernatural abilities, and have never had contact with those special people.

"Actually, he has already warned us, doctor." Haibara sighed, "Do you still remember the code of silence about the Mafia that he wanted to talk about when we had dinner together a few days ago?"

"What do you mean? Do you want us to follow the rules of the Mafia, Hui Yuan?" The little detective looked at the young girl with chestnut hair in disbelief, "We don't need those! We have to follow the law and send all the bad guys to jail!"

"But that's just the law for ordinary people!"

"Speaking as if he is not an ordinary person! Huiyuan, no matter how terrible he is, justice will definitely..."

Hui Yuanai closed his eyes in despair.

But this time, she really couldn't just let the great detective's curiosity go.

Ordinary people are already living in trepidation just by being entangled with mafia such as the Black Organization. If they get involved with people with supernatural abilities...

And the culprit doesn't care about the little kids' arguments.

Rather, he has long wanted to find a chance to return to Yokohama after he figured out the new job and he can coo casually in the past few days!

Rice Flower Town... Huh, Rice Flower Town.

The tasks of the mere organization and the insincere entrustment of the Kudo family made people exhausted their patience. If you dove, you will dove! ho care!

Sure enough, it's important to go home and suck cats!

"Chuya, I'm back—!"

Gou Zi happily ran to the cat litter today!

Zhongye? ! !

Subconsciously clutching the cat's waist