Draw a card and become a high school boy

With the episode of Osamu Dazai, Toru Amuro, who originally wanted to have a serious conversation with Shiomi Kazuo, couldn't continue the conversation.

Shiomi Kazuo said that the boy just now was a mafia, and from the result, Osamu Dazai really fits the mafia identity.

In Japan, sex is legally compliant, but its legal nature cannot conceal that its essence is still a violent institution on the fringes, and even the police rarely conflict with them.Xijian Heyin's behavior of dancing in the mafia minefield can be said to be extremely dangerous, but in the end not only did he easily skip it, but also left an excellent impression on the other party.

But since it is the mafia, the danger of the opponent has to be increased, and the possibility of retaliation cannot be ruled out, so this stronghold is no longer safe.

Originally, he just wanted to find a quiet place to talk to Xi Jian Heyin. Even if he exposed his identity, he would not be able to put him in prison. He is a policeman, not an anti-social personality.

...Did he do it knowing this?

Amuro looked at the boy, and Xijian Kazune smiled at him, which made him unsure again.

"Your code name in the undercover organization is 'Bourbon'? "Xijian Heyin asked with a smile.

Toru Amuro: "..." He did it on purpose!

"When I mentioned Dazai's bourbon just now, you showed a bad expression. In addition to my investigation, the organization usually uses the name of the wine, so it's easy to judge. This is the basic deductive reasoning. " Xijian Heyin explained proactively.

In fact, he didn't notice Toru Amuro's expression at all, but when he first met Dazai, he felt that his painting style was different from Conan and the others. The Conan he met and the Toru Amuro in front of him were both very humane people.That Dazai, if he hadn't seen his magic circuit, he would have thought he was a magician, an absolute egoist who was out of the world.

So out of curiosity, he opened the forum and took a look. As soon as he opened it, he was overwhelmed by [Ah~Bourbon~~], and it was hard to know.

Amuro transparently didn't want to talk, took a few deep breaths to stabilize, and forced a smile, "Some things, even if you guessed it, it's best to hide it in your heart as if you didn't know it, this is given to you by an adult advice."

Xijian Heyin couldn't help laughing, and gradually turned into a big laugh, exaggeratedly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Sorry, you are such an interesting person."

Toru Amuro was expressionless, and finally he couldn't help but sighed, "What can I say about you?"

"Be my assistant." Xijian Heyin said to Amuro Toru with his hands behind his back, "I will also consider your suggestion, and I will definitely pay attention to what I say in the future."

It's hard to describe Amuro Toru's expression, he seems to be engaged in a fierce psychological struggle, and finally he stretched out his little finger to Shiomi Kazuo, and said as if giving up, "Pull the hook."

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[Do me a favor, brother. ]

As an electrical incompetent, Shiomi Kazuo has very limited electrical appliances in his home. Except for electric lights, there is only an old-fashioned landline phone that was forced to be installed.

Usually it won't ring, because there is only one person who can dial this number. Every time he calls, he is looking for something. After he came to Japan, it became more obvious. Jing Xian found that his brother is comparable to Doraemon. It's easy to use, and sometimes I even ask him for business affairs.

Shiomi Kazuo, who originally wanted to refuse, changed his mind after hearing the destination.

Recently, he has been concentrating on studying magic at home. Last week, someone from the UK finally came and brought the books he wanted. His colleague El Mello II, who was regarded as a courier, also proposed some useful ideas. suggestion.Holmes is useful, yes, but not enough for the status quo.

But it is also because he has been immersed in research that he has basically encountered nothing during this period of time. The high-frequency encounters with key people like before have never happened again. The recent forums are all calm and nothing interesting. Time to do something.

Jingxian's commission was about a reception, and the information was rather vague. He just asked him to see from a detective's perspective whether there were any strange and unreasonable things happening inside.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for such a big scene of mixed fish and dragons to happen without incident. According to his statistics, in the past 20 years, there have been criminal cases in Tokyo that can be included in the file. Taking the reception as an example, it can be successfully concluded. There are only three times in the past 20 years. , the rest are either missing persons, homicides, or terrorist threats. In short, only a small number of people are safe and sound.

Judging from the civil cases, among the remaining three incidents that were safe, there was an illegitimate child scandal, one was a husband and wife quarreled and divorced on the spot, and the other was a quarrel between two guests.

From this point of view, the event rate is actually [-]%.

Xijian Heyin closed the book with a "snap", took off his coat from the hanger next to him, and hurried out the door.

However, the destination was not the reception. Before that, he planned to find his assistant first.

Shiomi Kazuon, who was sitting in the taxi, counted a little. Conan was called at the scene last time, so it should be Amuro Toru's turn this time.

Both of them are busier than him, Xijian Heyin felt that they had to find some more alternatives.

"Coffee Poirot," he said to the driver.

The driver responded and lit a cigarette slowly, not intending to drive.

The smoke slowly floated in front of Xi Jian Heyin. He closed his eyes and pressed his seat belt to get out of the car. At this moment, a hand stretched out from the back seat, and a gun was pressed against his head. back.

"Don't move around." The man in the back seat threatened in a low voice, "My marksmanship is not good, and I can easily go off."

"Heh." The man sitting in the driver's seat smiled softly and said in a calm tone, "Don't be afraid, kid."

Xi Jian Heyin raised his eyebrows, waiting for him to continue.

"You got the invitation to tonight on the "Flora", right? The man said in a gloomy voice, "You are a detective, take me in in the name of an assistant." "

"Huh?" Xijian Heyin turned to look at him.

He increased his strength in the hand of the man in the back seat, and said sharply, "Don't move!"

"I just want to go in. Of course, I can also choose to kill you and take the invitation, but I can't bear it." The man was dressed in black, with long white hair hanging down to his waist, with a cold smile, " You are so smart, you know how to choose?"

"I'm very strict in choosing assistants." Xijian Heyin stretched out a finger and blocked the muzzle of the gun behind him. After a muffled sound, white smoke came out of the gun, accompanied by scorching of paste.

"You...!" the person in the back seat said through gritted teeth.

The white-haired man's eyes turned cold, and he put his hands inside his clothes.

"But it's okay." Xijian Heyin fastened the seat belt again, leaned back on the car seat, and said briskly, "There's no need to go to Poirot, just go directly to the venue, Mr. Assistant."

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