After leaving the restaurant, Nagasawa Yuki walked along the street towards the location Bourbon said.

The place Bourbon chose was the parking lot in front of a hotel, and there were several cars parked in the parking lot in twos and threes.

Nagasawa Yuki didn't know which car Bourbon's car was. He stood on the street not far from the parking lot and took out his mobile phone, wanting to send a text message to Bourbon.

Amuro Toru has been paying attention to the movement near the entrance, and he has long noticed the white-haired boy who looks like a mixed race.

Compared with the people around him, the tall and handsome boy stands out.

It's just that Amuro didn't know the specific appearance of Brandy, so he didn't act rashly.

"Om..." Toru Amuro picked up the vibrating cell phone and saw that it was a message from Brandy.

【What kind of car are you? ——Brandy]

Toru Amuro frowned, it seems that this young man is brandy, right?

【White Mazda Rx7. ——Bourbon】

As soon as Toru Amuro sent out the text message, he saw a young man with white hair and green eyes not far away, looked down after checking the text message, then raised his foot and walked towards him.

However, at this moment, Toru Amuro's pupils suddenly shrank!

monitor? !

Why is he here?

Could it be that he was in charge of investigating today's murder case?

In the blink of an eye, Toru Amuro had many thoughts in his mind.

His nerves were extremely tense, and Toru Amuro subconsciously tried to hide his face while pulling down the visor.

Now he must not be seen by Date Airlines.

Once Yi Dahang showed even a trace of familiarity when seeing him, Brandy, who was standing not far away, might become suspicious.

But--!

Amuro observed the situation outside worriedly, but he was almost suffocated by the scene in front of him.

I saw that Itahang, who was running from the street, patted Brandy on the shoulder from behind.

Toru Amuro clearly captured Bai Lan's subconsciously tense body, and his right hand that he grasped and loosened.

What are you doing, monitor!

Amuro cat cat pupil earthquake.

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Nagasawa Yuki received a reply shortly after sending a text message to Amuro Toru, and he found the target after looking around.

However, just when Nagasawa Yuki was about to pass, he felt a light pat on his left shoulder.

"Kurosawa-kun!" With a slightly familiar voice in his ear, Yuki Nagasawa restrained his instinct to fight back. He tried his best to relax his stiff muscles and turned to look at Date, who was supposed to be at the scene of the murder.

"Officer Date?" Nagasawa Yuki's voice was a little hoarse when he first spoke, and then he regained his fluency: "Why are you here? What's the matter?"

Datehang didn't notice that Nagasawa Yuki took two steps away without leaving any trace, he handed the driver's book in front of Nagasawa Yuki, and explained: "Kurosawa-kun, your driver's license Left in the dining room."

"So that's the case." Nagasawa Yuki breathed a sigh of relief without any trace. He took the driver's license and put it away again, and said politely: "Thank you Officer Date, I didn't even notice it."

"Don't be so careless next time." Itahang reminded: "It's very troublesome to reissue the lost driver's license."

"I'll pay attention to it in the future." After Nagasawa Yuki finished speaking, he continued: "Is the case in the restaurant still unresolved, Officer Date, please go back quickly."

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

Datehang was indeed still thinking about the case in the restaurant, he scratched his head and said, "I will trouble you with the record work later on."

"Okay." Nagasawa Yuki nodded, watched Date's back go away, and then raised his eyes and walked towards the Mazda Bourbon mentioned.

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How on earth did the squad leader meet Brandy?

And Toru Amuro, who was already worried about Date Hang, reached the peak of his worry when he saw Nagasawa Yuki staring at Date Hang's back with heavy eyes.

Oops!

Brandy—wouldn't it be eyeing the monitor?

Thinking of the rumors about Brandy's reckless behavior in the organization and the bad behavior of investigating and monitoring him before, the poor steering wheel in Toru Amuro's hand was almost crushed.

I hope...Brandy won't do anything to the monitor...

otherwise···

Toru Amuro looked at the white-haired boy who had already walked to the side of the passenger door, he let out a suppressed breath.

Otherwise, he... I'm afraid he will take the risk.

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