Ke Xue world is not scientific

Putting down the phone, Haibara shoved a peeled lychee into Yusuke Suzuki's mouth.

Not the fruit of the season, the expensive batch.

"Are you really not considering going to the hospital to take a look?"

Haibara was sitting close, and Yusuke Suzuki didn't go far to answer the phone, so she almost heard it.

"If I don't go, the hospital can't cure me."

Yusuke Suzuki also confessed, directly stating that his mental problems had not been solved.

It is better to be frank in this regard, lest Haihara follow him blindly and worry.

After thinking about it, he put down his mobile phone and began to peel lychees and feed, "I'm in pretty good shape now, because yesterday you said you would lend me a shoulder to lean on," "

I remember a Ski said that true love requires not only love, but also mutual insight into each other's inner world."

Yusuke Suzuki looked at Haibara with a serious expression, "But there are some things I can't tell you right now.

"It's okay, I remember a Ski who said that an inexperienced first love is charming, but a love that stands the test is priceless."

"I'll wait until the day you can tell me."

Then, Haibara mournfully changed, "But the next time you feel that something is wrong, you must come to me, okay?" "

Hmm."

Yusuke Suzuki nodded in agreement, and then stuffed another lychee into Haibara's mouth.

Although there was also a rest last night, but after a day of camping and taking notes today, Haihara still couldn't help but yawn.

Yusuke Suzuki didn't stay long, kissed Haibara and ran away.

Back to the apartment, Transfiguration, and then to Base 4.

Last time because of the oolong incident, it didn't come to fruition, and today it's still early, so he simply came over to take a stroll.

After arriving at the lounge, there was only one person in the room.

This young Englishman is tasting wine alone with bartending utensils in front of him.

"Wei Que, do you want to try it?"

Hakuba looked up proudly, the transparent corrugated glass between his fingers contained light green liquor, and the illegible outline of the ice cube was wrapped in fine bubbles.

"Exclusive recipe?"

"Of course," Hakuba reached for the wine glass, "or rather, it's an exclusive recipe from the previous moment, and now if you ask me to mix another glass, I won't be able to get it." "

...

Isn't that blind Jβ blending?

What about refining medicine here?

Yusuke Suzuki thought about it again and again, but did not dare to try, and sat down next to him, "What about Marahinu?"

"Training newcomers, now he is the chief instructor."

Hakuba replied distractedly, then put the cup in front of his nose and carefully savored the fragrance.

After tasting, I began to observe the color of the wine through the light.

The main source of this green is Charteler wine, also known as nettle wine, which belongs to the medicinal wine.

The wine was on the table, and only half of it remained.

Judging from the aroma of wine in the air, this half is estimated to have been drunk by Hakuba today.

The young man was addicted to tasting wine, and Yusuke Suzuki simply got up and left to see what was happening on the Malashino side.

The training ground is on the basement level.

It took about ten minutes to arrive.

As soon as he entered, he saw Malahinu punch a man in black, and the other party began to vomit blood when he landed.

There are no other people around, it should be opening a small stove.

Yusuke Suzuki didn't suppress the footsteps, so Malashinu quickly looked back, and the tight arm muscles quickly relaxed.

"Is the gin wine coming?"

"No, why do you ask that."

"Isn't it that you come with gin every time you come?"

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."He

obviously came alone, okay!?"

How can this be said as if he is a henchman of Gin Wine?

"I'm just coming around," Yusuke Suzuki glanced at the men on the ground, "Pay attention next time, don't casually ask the whereabouts of the core members in front of them."

Malashinu grinned, "No, because this guy is already dead in my heart."

With that, he took out his pistol from his waist and opened fire.

It turns out that he is not opening a small stove, but wearing small shoes.

Yusuke Suzuki said nothing about this, motioning for Malashinu to show him around.

The people in the organization are criminals, not neurotics, and they are certainly not homicidal people.

Malahinu always had his own reasons for choosing to kill the other party, and Yusuke Suzuki had no right to ask about it, nor did he have that mind.

"By the way, Gin Jiu said last time that you would send an email to him when you came alone, and I almost forgot."

Malashinu suddenly stopped, pulled out his phone and began editing the email.

Yusuke Suzuki thought it was a little incredible.

There's no need to bar gin....

Moreover, this guy Malashinu is stabbing him in the back in the face?

Isn't it a little too much.

He was about to say something when the phone in his trouser pocket began to vibrate.

Pick it up and take a look, there is mail.

[Since you are here, train well. ——Gin】

【OK。 —Grouse]

put away the phone, Yusuke Suzuki turned and left.

Training?

I train a hammer!

His abilities are no problem!

The first few times it was just releasing water!

Malahinu heard footsteps again, and when he turned around, Yusuke Suzuki had only one back left.

This is called away by ginjiu, right?

Their relationship is really good.

After sighing in his heart, Malashinu continued to walk forward, and after passing the verification, the metal door slowly opened.

Inside, are the remaining 29 trainees.

I don't know how much will be left in the end.

On the other side, Yusuke Suzuki went towards the gun room.

After firing a thousand rounds in a row, he left.

The smell of gunsmoke was so strong that he simply slept in the base and returned to his apartment the next morning.

Gin Jiu did not contact him again last night, and I don't know if Malashinu did not report his follow-up whereabouts or Gin Jiu was too lazy to continue to care about him.

My dream and Asuka remained at Dr. Agasa's house, and the room was quiet.

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't help but start to stunned.

In short, I don't know what to do, and it's a little uninteresting.

Whether this situation was caused by mental problems, he could not be sure.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

The phone rang.

The garden....

It seems that tomorrow will be 'three days from now'."

Yusuke Suzuki calmed his mind before picking up his phone.

"Garden."

"Okay, I see, tomorrow at 9 a.m."

"Don't worry, I'll go."

Hanging up the phone, Yusuke Suzuki went back to the bedroom and lay down.

As expected, the location of the appointment was still the Māori detective agency.

Is this the case calling him?

Yusuke Suzuki, who inexplicably began to be groggy, began to think cranky again.

After a long time, he suddenly sat up.

Perhaps, it is because he has already integrated into this world, after all, the Maori family as the 'protagonist' has an inextricable relationship with him.

Going deeper, the main characters of this world are connected to him.

Isn't that still an integration?

At this time, the night outside the window was still dark, and Yusuke Suzuki also felt a little relaxed.