Ke Xue world is not scientific

The time soon came to ten o'clock in the evening.

The picture in the surveillance file has not changed at all, and it can even be said that these surveillance videos simply repeat a frame countless times.

"Can this one still come back to life?"

Yusuke Suzuki whispered to himself, then got up and left.

Numabuchi will soon return to Japan, where he has grown his power in Africa.

It's not big, it's a small warlord.

After all, Yusuke Suzuki has not yet thrown money into arms in large quantities through formal channels.

There is no need to do so at this time.

Moreover, the transformation of EW into a transnational underground power is also a long-term process.

Now EW's heritage is simply not enough.

Yusuke Suzuki is also not sure whether Mato Nishino and Shin Tamura can accept such a development plan.

It is not safe to obtain funds from the Suzuki Foundation to prop up warlords.

After sitting on the black Mazda, Yusuke Suzuki suddenly noticed a fine white reflection in the gap between the visors.

Very faint and looks like paper.

He reached out and opened it, and a piece of gum wrapper slipped down the back of his hand.

Take a look at it, and there are two lines of Juanxiu's small words written on it.

[This action against Shirley is indeed a little too much, I hope you don't get angry, sorry. ]

Yusuke Suzuki slowly pulled out a question mark.

But then he remembered it.

This should have been left by Belmode after the events at the House of Angels.

It turns out that this woman will also apologize?

But even if I saw it earlier, I wouldn't respond.

Do apologies work?

Yes, but not much.

Yusuke Suzuki slowly twisted the wrapping paper into a ball with his fingers, and after thinking about it, he unfolded it again.

Tear it apart by reading power, break it until there is no possibility of putting it back together, and then open the window and let the wind blow it apart.

A little bit of gum smelled on his fingers.

Lime with sugar, not bad.

After washing his fingers with mineral water, Yusuke Suzuki drove off.

The location given by Belmode was just downstairs where Judy lived.

A little unexpected, but reasonable.

Yusuke Suzuki can't think about it now.

He parked the car firmly on the side of the street, and Belmode did not grind nonsense, and took the initiative to get into the car himself.

"Are you going to find an opportunity to burn down this building as well?"

Yusuke Suzuki said as he drove forward.

Hearing this, Belmod was a little surprised, and she tore her face apart, "It seems that you know the past between me and that FBI detective very well."

She took out her cigarette and lit it, and the crisp sound of the lighter pulling sounded, and she continued: "I heard Mary say that you were not there at the dock at the time.

"But Conan is here."

Yusuke Suzuki drove the car into a remote street and stopped in the middle of the street lights, the shadow just enough to cover the front and passenger seats.

"Oh? You have a really good relationship with him.

Belmode took two sharp puffs of his cigarette and pressed the butt out, "Well, in this kind of thing, it is still my lady who should take the initiative."

Saying that, she raised her hand to untie the silk scarf around her neck for decoration, paused again and asked, "Do you need to check it?" Seeing

that Yusuke Suzuki did not answer, she hooked the corner of her mouth to fold and thicken the silk scarf, and then blindfolded her eyes.

"I haven't experienced the feeling of doing this yet, should I try it before leaving?"

"Shut up or get out."

"Well, in fact, you deliberately pretending to be stupid will make me feel better."

At this time, Yusuke Suzuki did not catch the stubble again, but started the car again and set off.

Car music is definitely going to be on.

Conan has the ability to guess the location and location based on the sounds along the road, and Belmode naturally also has it.

Although the attitude shown by the other party is very sincere, habits and instincts are almost impossible to suppress.

She may not want to guess the route, but her instinct will inadvertently help her complete the speculation.

Shimabukuro June was transferred by Yusuke Suzuki two hours ago for a reason, and she can drive with confidence.

Not long after, the black Mazda stopped at the foot of the mountain.

"Arrived?"

Belmode saw that the car had no intention of moving on, and asked.

"Not yet."

Yusuke Suzuki moved his arms, "Next you need to sleep for a while, you have three options." "

First, carotid sinus syncope."

"Second, naked strangulation hypoxia syncope."

"Third, anesthesia needle."

"You pick one."

Belmode: "..."

I really just want to see the original body!"

Can't we just go over while chatting!?

All right... Can also be understood.

After a moment of silence, Belmod sighed, "For so many years, the only person who can make me fully feel the pain of not being trusted is you. "

Is the anesthesia needle the same as Māori Kogoro?" If yes, I'll pick three.

As soon as the words fell, Yusuke Suzuki pierced the anesthesia needle into the back of Belmode's neck through the power of reading.

He also has a lot of this thing, but there are not many opportunities to use it.

Confused detectives have antibodies that are almost dizzy, not to mention Belmode, who uses the body of an ordinary person?

With the seat belt fixed, Yusuke Suzuki does not have to help straighten his body.

Unconscious, Belmode leaned forward, his hair obeying the guidance of gravity to block out the moonlight a little hazy.

The woman's face line is indeed perfect.

The next step is the body search.

The underground lab she was going to next was a very secret place, and she had to make sure she had any extra electronic devices on her.

If there is, then there is no need to go.

Yusuke Suzuki's body search is very simple, first turn off the car, and then listen carefully to the sound.

In a non-interference environment, as long as it is a device with electric current, it is impossible to escape the search of his ears.

Soon, Yusuke Suzuki finished the search.

This woman is also outrageous, bringing nothing but a mobile phone.

So sure he wouldn't suddenly kill her?

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't figure out whether this was fearlessness, pure trust, or a clear attitude.

In short, since Belmod is fine, there is no need for him to temporarily regret not taking someone to see the body.

The car started again and headed for the hill.

The reason why he had to put Belmod unconscious was also because the gravitational feedback given by this uphill section was too obvious.

After arriving at the villa, Yusuke Suzuki carried Belmode directly to the basement, and then waited for the other party to wake up.

During this time, he himself was not idle and checked the vegetative Belmod again.

The wounds have all healed.

Due to the lack of spontaneous breathing, the lack of nutrients in the blood, coupled with the precipitation of time.

This body has completely changed its appearance.

It can be roughly described as: a thin mummy covered in black.

In the absence of device support, such a change in this body is an inevitable event.

She is jumping back and forth between life and death.