Conan's World: Ke Xue Wei Tan

Sarye felt like she had been crazy all night, and when she woke up she had a terrible headache. The hangover left her mind in a mess, and she couldn't get up from her seat even after crawling several times.

When the dizziness in front of her eyes subsided, Sarye realized that she was in a speeding car, huddled in the back seat, covered with her own clothes.

Sarye still had some impression of what happened last night, but her consciousness only stopped at seeing Gin and Vodka. What happened after that was completely out of her own control.

"Where are you?"

Sarye hammered her head hard and asked in a hoarse voice.

A deep male voice answered briefly: "Shizuoka."

"Shizuoka?" Sarye climbed up from the back seat with great effort, covering her temples and said:

"Vodka is not good. I traveled more than 100 kilometers in more than four hours..."

She paused and suddenly noticed Gin Honju, who was driving in front of her. Her eyes widened suddenly and she asked, "Where's the vodka?"

Gin didn't speak, just glanced at her silently through the rearview mirror.

Sarye shook her head, and fragmented memories returned to her mind intermittently. She stiffened and asked cautiously: "Last night... wasn't it me who drove it?"

Gin had no intention of covering up the embarrassing dark history for Sarye: "You drove to Nagano Prefecture alone."

Even if he couldn't stop him, the car was driven back by Gin in the end.

What happened during the journey is simply full of imagination, but the little girl did not show any shameful expression at all. Instead, she showed a rather proud smile, proudly stood between the driver and co-pilot, and showed off: "Then I'm okay. , I ran 500 kilometers in less than four hours and was not caught by the traffic police..."

"The traffic police are not yours to get rid of."

Gin silently interrupted her narration, and Sarye immediately shrank back and huddled in the back seat.

It's such a pity that she fell asleep and missed the wonderful scene of Gin swerving the traffic police. You know, in her previous life, she loved to sit in the passenger seat and follow Gin to dodge.

But to be able to steal gin in front of vodka in this life is an unprecedented feat.

After two seconds of silence because of regret, Sarye still raised her head, seriously confused: "Should I go find Vodka to apologize?"

Gin didn't speak, but Sarye always felt that the expression on his face was subtle, as if it was written all over, "You should apologize to me first."

He was cleaning up things for her again.

Sarye felt uncomfortable, and the all-night hangover made her dizzy and nauseous, and waves of nausea and vomiting filled her throat. She quickly patted the car door, holding back her nausea and said, "Stop."

Gin looked back at her, obviously disgusted that she vomited in the car, and quickly stopped on the side of the road.

Sauriye rushed out of the car door, held on to the flowers on the roadside and retched for a while, but her stomach was empty, so she didn't spit out anything. She held the flower bed with one hand, and pushed back her long hanging hair with the other to relax. After a while, I was blown by the wind around me, and I finally woke up completely. I looked around and rubbed my chest to cushion my dizziness.

Gin also got out of the car, leaned against the car, and looked at her back from a distance. After waiting for a long time, Sariya staggered back to him, rubbed her temples and asked:

"Why did you go back to Japan?"

Gin said: "Last month Vodka received an email saying that your company is ready for cross-border operations. You asked him if he has anyone to cooperate with."

This is indeed the case, and Sarye's mind is a little clearer again: "You are here, which means..."

"There is one ready."