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Orihara Lin also said that he never expected that the leader of the assassination organization in front of him would pour down after only drinking a glass of wine.

Just one cup after another (although it was quietly replaced with super-high alcohol Chinese liquor).

The fabled - pour in a cup?

He raised his eyebrows in disbelief, this kind of person actually exists, and Ah Lin who is usually so powerful that he can fly, what kind of shocking news is this.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tilt his head and chuckle, and then realized that he had no choice but to spread his hands and think about how he should take her back.

Check out with Ah Lin's wallet, it is said that Ah Lin is really poor, and it will be empty in no time, then call the driver master, and send them to the side of the road in the home community.

Then, he tried to wake up Ah Lin who had passed out, and he didn't know if it was because of sleeping for a while, but Ah Lin woke up quickly, said that he could go home, took his bag and got out of the car, but put He stays in the car.

Just at this time the phone rang, and he picked it up while planning to get off the car. The content on the phone was related to other things he was planning.

He glanced at Xue Chuanlin outside the car again. Since everything had been delivered to the door, there should be no problems with the others. Besides, he also installed a monitoring device in the girl's room, so just take a look at it when the time comes.

So, for another matter, he left first.

But even though he thought so, it made him miss an event that could catch Ah Lin. Of course, he only learned of this when he received a call from Ah Lin the next day.

Yukikawa Rin that night was broken.

It was the first time for Xue Chuanlin to drink alcohol. In the days when she was always vigilant, alcohol, something that distracts the mind, was absolutely untouchable. Perhaps it was so, and she would inevitably be a little curious.

Although the taste is pungent and spicy, it is not difficult for her to do it all. She was still awake after drinking it at the beginning, and there was no discomfort at all, but after talking with Mr. Nakura, her head became heavier and heavier.

She realized uncomfortably that she was a little drunk, and although she tried her best to restrain herself, it had too much effect and finally made her fall into a vague dream.

It was a white and soft dream, whether it was long or short, but also seemed very deep, dragging her reason and making her unable to wake up.

That hazy feeling completely disappeared when she woke up from the dream the next day and opened her eyes.

Instinctively and vigilantly, she sat up from the bed, looked at the furnishings in her bedroom, and found that there was nothing abnormal, and she covered her forehead in a daze, frowning as she recalled in the dull pain in her head and the long-lasting sense of illusion. Looking at what happened last night.

The fragmented memory was only in a trance, being helped out of the hot pot restaurant by Mr. Nakura, and then walking in a vague way, as if Mr. Nakura was also supporting him, and after that, he probably walked back by himself.

"Is it broken?"

She frowned and murmured softly, but her eyes became sharper.

Fragments, that is to say, an unknown thing happened when she was unconscious. For her who hides too many secrets, it is too dangerous.

Thinking about it, she looked up at the upper corner of the room, where there should be a hidden camera hidden by Mr. Naicang, but that position was tightly pasted with black tape, leaving no gap at all.

—— "It seems that Lin, who is drunk, is still vigilant."

When he called Mr. Nakura to inquire about the situation last night, he just said this with a smile, obviously the same tone as usual, but it made Yukikawa Rin feel uneasy for no reason.

"Mr. Naicang helped me back last night." She considered the words, and asked uncertainly at the end, "Right?"

Amidst the irritated radio waves, Mr. Nakura was greeted with silence. After a long time, he smiled leisurely and said, "Ah, right."

Words are not affirmative, meaningless repetition is an ambiguous answer.

Xue Chuanlin lowered his eyes, hung up the phone after a few words of superficial thanks, and had already thought about it in his heart.

The conversation just now is Orihara Rinya’s usual style. He likes to use word games to make people fall into tangled and annoying situations. Adding a bit of a long smile is enough to make people ponder for a long time. Yes, in conversation, he never Let people capture any information.

For Xue Chuanlin, just those few words are enough, what she needs to know is whether something related to her identity was exposed last night.

Orihara Lin is also an extremely smart person. All the cameras he installed in her house have backups. He also hid deeper bugs for monitoring. He only deliberately exposed shallow cameras, just like she just blocked known cameras. Same.

On the basis of mutual understanding, she has always known clearly that there are still some monitors at home that cannot be blocked at all. She deliberately did not disclose them. Judging from the attitude of talking with Orihara Rinya just now, she got the information she wanted and was sure. He did not disclose any secret information.

She took a long breath, her expression was somewhat relaxed, she got up and went to the bathroom to wash, turned on the faucet that was running water, lowered her head to wash her face with water.

In the brightly lit room, the girl did not notice that when her black hair fell down as she lowered her head, there was a bloody scratch on her exposed neck and shoulders.

In Kudo's mansion, the bright sky was blocked by curtains, and the faint light was imprinted on the ground. The young man sitting with his back facing him lowered his head, his black hair was messy, his eyebrows and eyes that were somewhat covered still had an awkward look, and his cheeks were still dark. It was unnaturally red, and he looked closely at his hands, carefully cutting off the short nails with nail clippers.

Suddenly, the phone in the room rang, and Shinichi Kudo suddenly raised his head after recovering from his long thoughts, and reached out to answer the phone.

——"Xinyi, how are you doing?"

It was Mao Lilan, her tone was lively, and she asked about the things that bothered Kudo Shinichi last night.

But the always clever young detective asked dully: "How about what?"

"The thing about giving gifts, does that friend like it?"

After all, it was the friend that Xinyi cared so much about. As a person who bought gifts together, Mao Lilan was still very curious about that friend's reaction.

Kudo Shinichi didn't answer her right away, his eyes slowly shifted to his hand after trimming his nails, he didn't know what he thought of in an instant, he tightly covered his face, and after a long time of silence, he said something talk.

"do not know."

"Huh?" Mao Lilan asked with a blank face upon hearing this answer, "Didn't Xinyi go to see that friend last night, didn't he see his reaction?"

Kudo Shinichi frowned slightly, his eyes flickered, he lowered his voice, and said casually:

"forget."

"Ah, forgot to find someone or forgot to ask?"

"...I forgot all of them."

Kudo Shinichi's voice was a bit soft, and it seemed far away. Before Mao Lilan could react from this sentence, he heard a long series of beeps.

"What, you were the one who rushed to call me yesterday." Looking at the hung up phone, Mao Lilan muttered dissatisfied.

Even though she is a childhood sweetheart, Shinichi's occasional abnormal emotions still make her elusive.

It’s just that this elusiveness seems to be reasonable. Thinking of this, she turned her head and looked at the news broadcast on TV. It was nothing more than a well-known high school detective who had solved several cases recently, her childhood sweetheart—— Kudo Shinichi.

The young man who aspired to be a detective since he was a child entered high school, got the opportunity to go to the crime scene as he wished, and solved the mystery cases one after another with his excellent reasoning ability, but in the process, she saw him more and more often. Come less and less.

He always separates the case from his life, will not let the people around him be troubled by the case, and always moves forward with justice in his heart, so he will rush to the place where the case happened time and time again, but in the process, he makes her feel that he is It seems to be getting farther and farther away from myself.

Without his reasoning ability, without knowing his experience, without knowing the people he knew to solve the case, the distance caused by running in different directions would always make her feel unwilling but helpless.

wrong.

It is wrong to think that way.

Realizing that she shouldn't think like this, Mao Lilan lowered her head, rubbed the center of her brows, let out a long breath and smiled helplessly.

As someone who has known this reasoning maniac since she was a child, she knew that she should understand, listen, and believe, just like she did many times when she was a child, listening to him talk about Sherlock Holmes, solving complex mysteries, and seeing the sparkle in his eyes.

Besides, even if he leaves occasionally, he will still tell her as soon as possible, and he will always come back.

Correct.

No matter how far away, he will come back.

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