Ke Xue world is not scientific

In the lounge.

Yusuke Suzuki had just laid down when it occurred to him that he should report his trip to the United States with Gin Jiu, although the organization had not looked for him for a long time.

Take out your phone.

[I'm going to the U.S. for a while in three days - Grouse]

Gin Jiu returned in seconds, it seems that the organization really has not done much lately.

[Your current location.] [

Osaka – Grouse]

waited for about two minutes, and Gin Jiu sent the address.

Yusuke Suzuki replied, deleted the email, and left the lounge.

It's already past eight o'clock in the evening, so it's time to go back to Tokyo, and if you rest, you can be in the car.

He didn't expect that an email he sent in exchange for a temporary task.

I took out my mobile phone and called Maori Kogoro directly, explained it and left directly.

After arriving in Tokyo, as soon as I walked out of the station, a call from Hattori Heiji came.

"Brother Yusuke, is something wrong with you going back in a hurry?"

At this point in time, it is estimated that the case over there has ended, Suzuki Yusuke got into a taxi, "The day after tomorrow I want to go to the United States, just now the company has a temporary matter, I need to deal with it, how is the case?" The

reason he casually found was very contradictory, because he usually almost never cared about the company's affairs, but when the other party had a certain level of trust in him, he could use language skills to fool the past.

For example, after answering, he directly asked about the situation of the case over there, turning Heipi's attention away.

"The case is solved, the murderer is football player Ray Cutis, the method is quite simple, that is, the work... It's not good for Conan," Hattori Heiji glanced at Conan, who was still losing his mind beside him, and lowered his voice, "He's a fan of Mr. Ray, his favorite idol actually committed such a crime..."

"It's also a kind of growth for him," Yusuke Suzuki remembered that the Moonlight Island incident he missed had as much impact on Conan, "Let's not talk about it, comfort Conan."

Hanging up the phone, Yusuke Suzuki reported the location of the apartment to the driver, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

An hour later, he came to the address given by Gin Jiu, a tavern that was no longer empty.

"Have a glass of birds."

After Yusuke Suzuki finished ordering the drink, he walked over to Gin Wine and sat down, and there was a glass of half-drunk rye whiskey in front of him.

"The FBI guys have reached Tokyo."

Compared to the FBI, Yusuke Suzuki is more concerned about another thing, "What about vodka?"

"Here I am."

Behind the bar, vodka stood up, holding two bombs flashing red.

"You're going to blow up this place?"

Yusuke Suzuki felt a little baffled.

"It's just prepared in advance, Wei Que, do you want to come and see, these bombs are all made by the eldest brother himself."

"Okay, okay."

Gin Jiu: "..."

So, whether he should continue to say about the FBI, whether it will be embarrassing to continue to say, what to do, I really want to shoot these two guys.

Fortunately, Yusuke Suzuki went to the back of the bar to take a look and came back, "By the way, you just said what happened to the FBI?" "

Hmph," Gin snorted coldly, his eyes becoming slender, and a harsh gaze swept over Yusuke Suzuki's face, "The FBI people are already spying on you, be careful."

"Why is the FBI spying on me?"

Yusuke Suzuki reacted to this, and the few sneaky guys he saw when he went back to the apartment just now were FBI.

He also thought that the unlucky guy living in his community was targeted and ready to kidnap.

FBI... Judy... Also, Shuichi Akai?

The last time I encountered it was in the bus robbery, could it be that I was noticed when I was murderous to Belmode?

Think about it, Akai Shuichi himself has been in the organization, and he must be more sensitive to his kind of breath, plus he is often around Conan, monitor himself to see if there is no problem.

It is certainly impossible for the FBI to directly classify him into the organization because of some of the breath it emits, which is a bit excessive.

In general, just need to be a little careful not to expose the transfiguration things, and the rest is fine as usual.

Anyway, he and the FBI are not enemies, and from the source, the FBI followed Belmode to Japan.

As for Judy, it can be seen from the previous bus robbery that neither she nor Shuichi Akai knew that Shindemi Tomoaki was pretending to be Belmode.

Wait a minute... Looks like something went wrong.

Judy single-handedly arranged the new Zhiming to fake his death, can she not doubt it when she sees the new Zhiming?

It's good to play Mr. Judy, Yusuke Suzuki recalled that on the bus, Judy was still holding the arm of Shinderi Tomoaki affectionately.

Forget it, it's none of his business.

As soon as he came to his senses, he saw the timer in Gin Jiu's hand, and the time on it had jumped to a full five minutes.

Timing again....

Isn't this guy too idle.

"Ahem, what is this operation for?"

Gin Jiu put down the timer and took a sip of wine, "Someone stole the organization's information, and Bourbon has located the specific location of the other party just now. "

Black skin?

There will be no pit this time... If Amuro had taken the opportunity to make a big wave of ginjiu, wouldn't he have to be implicated and carry so many bombs.

It shouldn't be, Yusuke Suzuki thought about it and thought that Amuro Toru would not do anything, so he got up directly and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Porsche 356A on.

"Gin wine, can the organization consider equipping me with a trolley?"

Since Yusuke Suzuki last came out to rent and was fried by ginjiu, he came back to take a 356A.

"Lot 33B in the underground parking lot of the World Trade Building," Gin Jiu pulled out a key from the storage compartment and handed it to him, "This car is not used, you can take it and drive it." Just

now he glanced at it, there were still four car keys in the storage compartment, he knew that he had opened his mouth earlier, and this guy of Gin Wine did not remind him.

With the keys in hand, Yusuke Suzuki lay down in the back seat and went to sleep.

"Wei Que, you're sleepy again."

Vodka, who had been concentrating on being a driver, suddenly spoke.

"Comfortable to lie down."

"If someone suddenly shoots, the bullets won't hit him."

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."What

happened to Gin Jiu today, three sentences and two sentences with, he is menopause?

There are fewer and fewer cars on the quiet streets, and Yusuke Suzuki admires vodka a little, this car skill, even if he is not in the organization to mess around, he can't worry about finding a good job, the whole process is as stable as an old dog, he almost didn't fall asleep directly.

"Big brother, it's here."

After getting out of the car, Gin Jiu lit a cigarette and looked at the residence in front of him and sneered.

It's remote, and there isn't any surveillance equipment yet.

"Vodka, the target lives here?" Yusuke Suzuki yawned, "Or you go get it, I'm a little sleepy."

"Oh, it turns out that the newcomer to the organization is a lazy guy."

At this time, Bourbon came out of the shadows.