I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

In the Polo coffee shop downstairs from the Maori detective agency, I sat by the window with a new cup of coffee.

This coffee shop has been open here for many years, and he has been here many times since he was a child.

In addition to the signature coffee, there are also other drinks and dishes available, and they all taste good.

In the past, when the adults in the family were busy, he would bring a team of bear children to forage for food.

After all, it is really troublesome to cook for a few other bear children in the shape of a child.

At the same time, the storefront of this coffee shop, including the entire three-story office building, belongs to the Maori family.

At the beginning, Mori Kogoro was going to open a detective agency after resigning, and he fell in love with this building at first sight and bought it without hesitation.

According to him, the second floor is office, the third floor is lived by himself, and the first floor can be rented out to make money, which is still very cost-effective.

In fact, since he started to work around, the rent of the coffee shop has become a very important source of income for the Maori family, except for occasional commissions.

Xiaolan can grow up well, and this rent is definitely indispensable.

However, Shinichi is not here to meet the little 337 angels today.

After some disguise, he now looks like another middle-aged uncle, and even the familiar shopkeeper doesn't recognize him.

"Jingle Bell~"

The wind chimes rang at the door again, and Shinichi followed the prestige and saw the person he was waiting for.

The pale blonde hair is particularly conspicuous, and although the skin is not as dark as the little black chicken, it is also wheat-colored, and the simple casual dress cannot hide the handsomeness of this person.

With a smile on his face, he looks sunny and cheerful, but Shinichi knows that this guy is actually very dark.

There are Bourbon and Amuro, and they are also called Valley Zero, and they have so many identities that they are almost as good as the woman who Belmored.

"Yo, you've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Bourbon walked up to Shinichi, as if he had seen through his disguise.

And in reality?

If he couldn't see it in this case, (BDCB) wouldn't have to stay in the organization any longer.

"Excuse me from being polite, let's get down to business. "

Taking a sip of coffee, Shinichi ignored the hippie smiling face of the guy in front of him and said directly.

"Haha, I'm not polite. "

Bourbon's complexion changed and he stood upright.

"I'm thanking you for those two fools, Matsuda and Hagiwara. "

At this moment, Bourbon has taken off his disguise, and expresses his gratitude to Shinichi from the bottom of his heart.

The death of two of his most precious friends at the hands of an unknown bomb maniac has always been a lingering obsession in his heart.

Because of his undercover identity, although he was also secretly investigating, he failed to find anything.

It wasn't until yesterday, after taking out the bomb maniac with his own hands, that he felt a lot easier.

"Speaking of which, you really didn't leave any affection for the Metropolitan Police Department for your actions this time. "

The new one is naturally referring to the fact that the bomb maniac was killed in the Metropolitan Police Department Detention Center.

You must know that when Officer Twilight called him to inform him of this, his tone was more angry than ever.

This is equivalent to slapping the police in the face!

"No, no, no, the thing was done by Bourbon, what's the matter with me?"

Shaking his head, Bourbon replied with a smile.

He has always put the safety of Sakura Country first, and rarely does anything against the law.

Even when he was in the Order, he mostly did intelligence gathering, similar to Belmore's, unless the target was someone abroad.

The reason why such a bold action this time is due to the fact that the Sakura Country Public Security and the Metropolitan Police Department themselves do not deal with it very much, and it is more out of a kind of resentment.

Obviously, his two friends both worked in the Metropolitan Police Department, but after they died in the line of duty, the police couldn't even catch the criminals all these years. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

With a kind of angry emotion, Bourbon also wanted to take this opportunity to knock his peers.

After spending a long time in the dark, his way of doing things will inevitably change.

"Okay, I also have something to ask you for this time. "

didn't care what the other party thought, Shinichi said straight to the point.

"Whether it's Gin or the guys behind you, they should be investigating my identity. "

In an affirmative tone, Shimichi looked to the past.

"That's true, but rest assured, we have absolutely no ill will!"

Nodding, Bourbon said truthfully.

At first, he was a little surprised why Shinichi knew his undercover identity, but when similar shocks became more and more, he gradually got Xi used to it.

Although he didn't know the true identity of the [Grim Reaper] in front of him, he already had some guesses in his heart.

How the bomb maniac was caught, he had told him from his own work under the police.

"Of course I know this, this time I want to ask you for help and cooperate with me in a play in front of Gin. "

Shinichi taps his index finger on the table, as if thinking of something.

"If you want to fool Gin, I'm afraid it's not that easy, right?"

Bourbon's eyes narrowed, and his expression became serious.

After being undercover in the organization for so many years, he still hasn't been able to get Gin's full trust, so he knows very well how difficult it is to fool that suspicious guy.

"Don't worry, someone else will help. "

The corners of his mouth curled, and Shinichi said confidently.

"Others? Are you saying there are undercover agents like me in the organization?"

Bourbon looked at Shinichi with some surprise.

"Speaking of which, it is also time for you to get to know each other, so as not to fight each other in the future. "

Rubbing his chin, Shinichi had a whim.

If the undercover agents in the organization were to be angry with each other, would they end up Gin to death? Or would Gin kill them?

Either way, it would be a backup plan to divert Gin's attention elsewhere.

Looking at the simple bourbon in front of him, on.

"Come, I'll show you a few colleagues later. "。