Port Mafia fifth cadre

Today's weather is not too hot.

Kawakami Yu looked at the temperature before going out, thought it was better to hide the three-piece suit in the snow, and put on a light shirt and loose pants, Nakahara also thought about his luggage, and changed into the suit he wore most often. ——He only brought two sets of clothes, both of which looked similar.

For Hong Kong and black cadres, it seems unnecessary to bring too many clothes.Isn't it fragrant to buy directly when you want to use it?

This hotel is located on the edge of the city. Its appearance is not resplendent, but a slightly idyllic appearance in line with Kawakami Yuzu's aesthetics. Even the walls are telling the history, which makes people feel nostalgic when they see it.Due to the relatively remote location, there is not much traffic nearby. Kawakami Yuzu and Nakahara Nakaya stood in the hotel lobby and looked out. There were only two or three pedestrians on the street.

Zhongyuan Zhong also just contacted his own people in Hong Kong and asked them to drive over to pick them up. He had just experienced the "kidnapping incident of Kawakami pomelo", Zhongyuan Zhong also felt that he was still a member of Hong Kong and he should rest assured.

There were very few people in the lobby either.

Kawakami Yu found a travel magazine on the bookshelf, flipped through it casually and saw that there were so many colorful pictures in it, so he started to admire it with satisfaction.

As soon as I saw the third picture, there was a slight pulling sensation in the pants, as if being caught by something.

Kawakami Yuzu lowered his head, "..."

A little raccoon with gray and black fur pulled his trousers with its front paws, turned around and took two steps outside, then turned back to look at him, acting very human, as if it wanted to take him somewhere.

Kawakami Yu quickly leaned over, reached out and grabbed the little raccoon by the neck and hugged it into his arms.

The little raccoon froze.

"..." Nakahara Chuya, "Where did the raccoon come from? Did it come out of the nearby woods?"

"squeak!"

The little raccoon was struggling to get out, but was hugged tightly. Yuzu Kawakami smiled and said, "It should be, I remember that there are wild raccoons in Italy." He followed the arc of the little raccoon's body, from the top of his head to The tail and the fur of the raccoon exploded, and the eyes sparkled and said: "It seems to like me very much."

"squeak!"

Kawakami Yuzu had a happy face, "Look."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

No, it's blowing hair.

Pets are not allowed in the restaurant. Kawakami Yu put it back into the magazine, held the little raccoon and sucked it for a while, and when the car arrived, he reluctantly handed the little raccoon to the hotel lobby staff, gave him a tip and asked him to find a way Take the raccoon to a suitable place and release it.

Struggling to no avail, he lay down and continued to suck. The little raccoon changed his arms and heard that he was going to leave again. His spirit improved a lot visibly to the naked eye.

The black-haired, golden-eyed 'girl' blinked, leaned over to the little raccoon who had escaped from the sky, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and her voice was so soft that it was almost eerie: "Goodbye, Karl."

raccoon:! ! !

The fluffy eyes wide open in shock are so cute.

Kawakami Yuzu followed Nakahara Nakaya out, with an evil (Carl's perspective) pleasure in his back.

The little raccoon is covered in messy fur and has nothing to love.

The person who drove to pick up Yuzu Kawakami and Chuya Nakahara was a member of the gangster intelligence team who stayed here with Hongye Ozaki. He was very familiar with the roads of Sicily because of his occupation.

Kawakami Yuzu sat in the car, glanced at a narrow alley next to the hotel, and couldn't help sighing: "Karl is so cute..."

The intelligence brother pricked up his ears.

Karl?

"Carl?" Nakahara asked as he closed the car door.

"Hmm!" Kawakami Yuzu was quite excited, "I tried it just now, and this is Carl, Edgar Allan Poe's little raccoon."

To humans, raccoons all look alike.

Kawakami pomelo is no exception.

Occasionally, wild brown bears touch residential areas in Hokkaido. It is not too strange for a wild raccoon to touch a hotel here in Sicily, but it is not right to let yourself follow.It's not a comic plot, a boy meets a destined girl under the guidance of a small animal with spirituality...

No.

He could be the "girly" character.

Kawakami Yuzu remained expressionless.

"He sent pets to find you?" Zhong Yuan frowned.

"It should be about reasoning." Kawakami Yu said, "This time Peng Lie and Kirineolo are looking for people together. In addition to inviting supernatural beings, they also invited detectives on an international scale. I guess the Italian ones My colleagues did not tell the team the details of Miss Youni's recovery, so Mr. Poe may mistake me for a very good detective."

And Poe is a very competitive detective. Although he has severe social phobia, he is still active in various reasoning competitions. He wins every time and only loses to Ranpo once.

If Pengelie just told the combination that Kawakami of Hong Kong and Hei had found Youni, he would be vague—the inside story is really hard to tell, and it also involves the battle of illusionists, especially the nine generations of Wushou Bouche and Balian's Mamon. This suspected infighting situation in Taiwan Athletics...

In this case, Edgar Allan Poe would not regard him as the detective who solved the mystery first, would he?

It feels inexplicable and out of sync.

Even though he knew it was just a misunderstanding and it was the result of a series of coincidences, Kawakami Yuzu felt a little flattered for a while.

As for the fact that they were from the same organization, Bouche acted like he didn't know Mamon, which represented all kinds of possibilities...he didn't want to think about it now.

In a dimly lit alley near the hotel, a double-layer cabinet was placed here by someone. The door of the upper cabinet suddenly opened, revealing a young man's head.

Pale skin, dark brown curly hair covering the eyes, it is Edgar Allan Poe who had a relationship with Chuya Nakahara at Vengley's headquarters.

The well-known detective in the United States murmured: "Why hasn't Karl come here yet?"

For the little raccoons who depended on each other, Poe, who didn't like crowds, gritted his teeth and overcame his social phobia, opened the door of the lower cabinet, and moved slowly to the entrance of the alley.He looked out vigilantly, and was frightened by the pedestrians on the street. He retracted his head and counted the number of people he might encounter along the way to retrieve Carl.

No, it's too suffocating.

Poe took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Steinbeck?..."

The car made a smooth arc and parked firmly in the parking space.

Kawakami Yu looked at the restaurant sign dangling past the car window, convinced that it was a three-star Michelin star, and held his chin, "How did you get a reservation?"

He was a little curious.

Unlike Kawakamiyou, who likes to stay in one place, Bai Lan is a powerful hacker, but he is also a cashier who loves to play around. He pays attention to all kinds of delicious and fun things in his hometown. Influenced by him, Kawakamiyou I was also taken to play the card several times in Sicily, and I am familiar with several famous restaurants here.

In the peak tourist season, such a restaurant must be booked at least one week in advance to ensure success, and the waiting time will be shortened through cooperative hotels. Of course, some seats will be reserved for emergencies. ——Hong Kong and black haven’t had such face in Sicily yet.

"Ordered by an intelligence agent." Nakahara Chuya's eyes were filled with a smile, "Sister Hongye is very powerful."

"right?"

He looked at the driver's seat appreciatively.

"Well, actually," the intelligence guy paused in embarrassment, "Mr. Zhongyuan, when you sent a message to ask if you could book a restaurant, the people from Kirineolo happened to be there..."

"The heir should have been found. The people from Kirineoro came to thank us this morning. They funded us with a batch of supplies and helped us redecorate every corner of the stronghold. That guard named γ The captain kept asking us if there was anything we could do to help, he was so enthusiastic, and we just received a text message from you, Mr. Zhong Yuan, so we took advantage of the opportunity to mention it..."

"The Italians are so enthusiastic." The intelligence brother showed a weeping expression and rubbed his back that was hurt by the hug.

What he didn't know was that Mr. Gamma of Kirineoro was the admirer of the leader Arya. Arya finally found her daughter after so many days of frowning. The excitement of Gamma was far beyond that of other family members. .

Chuya Zhongya's expression was a bit complicated, "So, it's all Kawakami's credit..." As expected, the local Jade Lengcui was even better.

Yes.

The intelligence guy thinks that Mr. Zhongyuan is a bit miserable.

After finally having a chance to show courteousness to a female colleague whom he has a crush on, the seat was booked because of her, which doesn't show his masculinity at all.

Ugh.

——Information requires objectivity, but gossip is human nature.

——Yes, this intelligence guy is a senior player on the Hong Kong Black Intranet.

Inside the restaurant.

The quiet music is flowing slowly, the food is like a work of art, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the beautiful scenery of mountains and lakes in a line, and there must be a good taste of the entrance, and the lovely Nakaya who eats together... Although Kawakami Yuzu has no Looking forward to it, but also in a happy mood.

If not seeing someone.

"What are you looking at? This is a high-end restaurant!"

"father!"

"Xiao Lan, should the coupon you draw be given to the bar?"

It took a lot of effort for Kawakami Yuzu to control himself from showing a disgusted expression.

What kind of fate can make two bad friends meet in different countries?

If he hadn't remembered that he was currently on the Fu Jiang trumpet, he would have been FW! %*#^! ((

The reserved seat was far away from Mori Kogoro's table, and there was a bar in the middle blocking the view, Kawakami Yuzu sat down calmly, hoping that the table was nothing but air.Thinking back, neither Xiaolan nor Conan would rashly interrupt this suspected dating situation, but Uncle Maori, who usually behaves carefreely, would probably come to say hello with a smile...

Hope he doesn't see himself.

I also hope there is no case here.

Zhongyuan Zhongye signaled with his eyes: Your friend.

Kawakami Yuzu looked back: It's not a friend with this identity.

Nakahara Chuya: Yes.

Halfway through the meal, Mori Kogoro waited for the group to leave. The restaurant was no different, not knowing that they were lucky enough to avoid a walking death.

Kawakami Yuzu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I received a text message from Conan:

[You changed your brother-in-law? ]