The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Three minutes ago, Furutani Rei, dressed in a bartender uniform, was walking into the box where Kurokawa Ryusuke was with a tray.

The atmosphere in the box was very lively, the stereo was playing electronic blurred sound effects, and there were several men and women twisting their waists frantically in front of the LCD screen, and the colorful neon lights shone on their faces, flickering on and off.

This kind of atmosphere was just what he wanted, Furuya Zero took advantage of no one's attention and threw the capsules into every glass of cocktail, which would ensure that Ryusuke Kurokawa could drink 100% of the drinks containing peanut powder.

In the noisy environment, if everyone wants to talk, they can only raise the volume. The younger brother sitting next to Heichuan shouted loudly: "Hey, the blond bartender over there, yes! It's you! Bring the wine!"

Jiang Gu Ling walked towards that side with unhurried steps. He put several glasses of paradise cocktails with the same taste on the black marble coffee table, and smiled harmlessly to humans and animals: "Paradise, please take it easy." .”

Paradise is a cocktail made with dry gin, almond brandy and orange juice.

Its meaning is quite good, as long as Ryusuke Kurokawa drinks it, he can go to the world of bliss... that is, heaven.

"Bourbon, what's the situation on your side, there is no situation here at present."

Ritsu Sasashima's voice came from the headset, Furutani Zero put away the tray and moved slowly to the door of the box without moving. With one hand, he adjusted the tie that was a little tight, and secretly tapped the small microphone hidden behind the tie.

"Oh...Understood."

After confirming that Sasashima Ritsu understood what he wanted to express, after Fuitani Rei noticed that Kurokawa started to cough, he knew that the allergic symptoms had begun to respond, and he was no longer suitable to stay in the box.

Holding the tray under his arm, he walked towards the door of the box, and glanced at Ryusuke Kurokawa, who was still drinking the cocktail with toppings, before opening the door, and the arc of the corner of his mouth gradually deepened.

Welcome to the world of bliss. For a villain like you, not going to hell is the best ending.

When Jiang Gu Ling came downstairs, he noticed the two people sitting in front of the bar. What's more interesting is that they both ordered a glass of milk with ice cubes, which is really out of place in this bar.

Akai Shuichi lit a cigarette, not because he didn't want to drink, but because the person next to him who couldn't hold a drink made the decision for himself without authorization.Since you can't drink alcohol, you can always smoke a cigarette.

Ritsu Sasashima glanced at the bartender Rei who put down the tray, and after looking up and down, the more he looked, the more he felt that the clothes suited him.

"Mr. bartender, are you here to be lazy?"

Hearing the ridicule in Ritsu's tone, Jiang Gu Ling stared at Ban Yue and didn't reply, but raised his chin towards the front door, apparently intending to make them retreat.

That's right, everything that can be done has been done, and it's useless to stay here. It's better to find a suitable place to determine the death of the target person.

Ritsu Sasashima didn't drink that glass of milk. Since he joined the organization, he has become less and less fond of eating outside. To put it bluntly, he doesn't want to leave his fingerprints or DNA samples. He also understands why gin and vodka always choose convenience The store solves food and clothing, first, it is more convenient and suitable for busy people, and second, the remaining garbage is disposed of by oneself and can be easily destroyed.

"Tip the rest."

Pushing the money forward, Sasashima Ritsu picked up the piano case and walked towards the front door. When passing by the stairs, the jazz music could not cover up the hurried footsteps and panic shouts upstairs. It seemed that their target Severe symptoms such as acute laryngeal edema should have occurred.

In the chaos, the three of them left through the front door openly and came to an unmonitored alley nearby. Ritsu Sasashima, who was not driving, directly got into Ley's beloved car, the Chevrolet c-1500.

Hideichi Akai fastened his seat belt, turned his head to McCallum and asked, "Where are you going now?"

As long as he is on a mission with McAllen, Akai Shuichi basically doesn’t use his brains, because someone will plan the mission perfectly, and he can win the game. If he can be lazy, he will be lazy. This is his principle in the organization.

Ritsu Sasashima, who had already remembered the streets of Tokyo clearly, said indifferently: "Go to the intersection of 7-chome and 3rd, that is the fastest way to reach Mihua University Hospital, calculated according to the time of poisoning, It should happen there."

"Ok."

"I have a new mission here, so I'll take my leave first." Jiang Gu Ling couldn't help but say, it's obviously an intelligence team, but it has a lot of things to do, the organization really likes to force capable people to be used as model workers.

"Well, you go."

In about two and a half minutes, he successfully arrived at the intersection of Mikacho 7-chome 3rd, stopped at the side of the road with double flashing lights, Akai Hideo got out of the car and pretended to troubleshoot, while Sasashima Ritsu in the car observed.

Sure enough, the flamboyant white Lexus lfa roared from the corner, and he had no choice but to stop the car obediently when he saw a red light. The previous bravado has long since disappeared, replaced by panic and confusion.

"Well!!"

Ryusuke Kurokawa, who was already uncomfortable sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly widened his eyes, pinched his neck in pain with his hands while kicking his legs forward, white foam slowly gushed out of his throat, and his heartbeat stopped within 15 seconds up.

"Boss? Boss!!" The little brother stretched out his hand in a panic to sniff, and when he found that there was no sign of breathing, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. What should we do now? The boss died in the car and he was beside him... It's hard to tell the difference.

Witnessing all this, Ritsu Sasashima retracted his gaze, and he said, "rye, the target is confirmed dead, send me to the base in Nishitama City."

Akai Shuichi opened the car door and sat in, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you going to break your sniper record again? It's really tiring to catch up with you."

"Our results in positioning sniping are similar, but we are slightly inferior in mobile sniping."

"Is the difference of one hundred yards actually 'almost' in your eyes?" Akai Shuichi paused when he took out a cigarette, thinking that he had already smoked one today and simply did not continue, and said with a smile: "Could it be with this Stimulate me in a special way?"

"It's okay, don't learn G's paranoia, I don't mean that."

"Oh, you play the violin well. I haven't seen you play it before. You look like a violinist."

The topic jumped a lot, Sasashima Ritsu raised the corners of his lips in self-deprecating hearing this, and asked, "Have you ever seen a violinist who pulls the trigger more times than picks up the bow?"

"Your violin skill is much higher than that of Sherlock Holmes."

"That doesn't sound like a compliment."

Feeling for the ring on the index finger with the thumb of his left hand, he said indifferently, "As a criminal, it's inappropriate for you to use Sherlock Holmes as an analogy to me..."

"Do you want to be the Napoleon of crime? Like James Moriarty."

"Being the leader is very tiring. I don't want to be anyone, I just want to be myself."

His eyes were full of sarcasm, he really didn't want to play roles like Toru Nanase or McCarron.

If he could, he wanted to be himself again...

Back to the day when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom four years ago, Sasashima Ritsu was still living a stable life, not the current life of licking blood on the tip of a knife.

The sixth man of Conan's police academy