Chapter 254

Unlike Conan Edogawa, who was depressed for several days after learning that the bar where the deal was organized had been bombed, Saiki Usaba has been having a particularly happy time these past few days.

He ate and drank as usual, and no strange people came to him for advice. He leisurely waited until Saturday before going to another house to open the door for Bourbon.

Bourbon had already inquired about his schedule and didn't arrive early like a fool, but rather in the afternoon, just in time for Usoppō Saiki to arrive not long ago.

Bourbon was somewhat flattered to see that Usakabe Saiki opened the door for him so quickly.

"What's with that look of suspicion, like I'm plotting something?" Bo Ye Saiki complained. "If you're too scared to come in, then don't. Let Scotland come instead."

A real man can't say he's afraid, so Bourbon walked in without hesitation.

Because Scotland had given him a general description, Bourbon had a rough idea of ​​what Usakawa Saiki's new home would be like, but when he actually walked in, he still felt that the impact was beyond words.

The corridor leading to the entrance has walls painted a light green, and there's a wooden fish and a miniature shrine in the entryway. I don't know if it's for the convenience of praying before leaving the house or what, but they insisted on putting them there.

But it's not entirely unacceptable. After all, compared to the paintings on the wall that give you a headache just by looking at the messy lines and dirty colors, and the strangely shaped floor-standing clothes racks with all sorts of dolls hanging on them placed on both sides of the corridor after entering the house, the wooden fish and shrine, which are just placed in a somewhat inexplicable location, are so reassuring.

Bourbon resisted the urge to ask why the doll was hanging on the clothes rack. He turned sideways, his face expressionless, and walked through the two rows of clothes racks into the building.

Inside was the living room, where the style had suddenly changed drastically. The walls were painted bright red, the golden chandelier was magnificent, and the pink piano and the skull sitting in front of it clearly belonged to a veteran actor. The sofa had been replaced with a genuine leather sofa that was perfect for lounging on, piled high with cushions, but the patterns didn't quite match—it was too anime-style.

What's even stranger is the TV cabinet, which has two TVs on it. The one in the middle is a large LCD TV, and the one on the left is a small, old-looking TV with wires still attached. When you turn it on, it probably only shows black and white images. The right side has several game consoles and routers, filling the not-so-short TV cabinet to the brim.

Next to the TV cabinet, there's a shelf with a TV on each shelf. The top shelf reaches the ceiling, making it look like a TV store if you didn't know better.

Bourbon couldn't help but wonder for a second whether Usui Saiki simply enjoyed collecting televisions from different eras, or was just a television addict...

"Are these TVs still working?" Bourbon asked, pointing to the shelves.

"It can, but its performance isn't as good as the one I'm currently using."

This is the only TV he bought himself; the others were all taken from other TVs. They're of average quality, but their features are so good that he can't bear to throw them away!

Bourbon: "...Then why don't you throw it away? Don't you think it takes up space?!"

Bo Yezaki was furious: "Don't say such things! I have feelings for them!"

Bourbon: "Is that pile of coat hangers in the entryway also one of them? You don't want to throw any of them away?"

"right."

Bourbon: "…………"

Is this some kind of aftereffect of the Middle East war? This guy's hoarding habit seems to be getting worse...

Bourbon forced himself to look around, enduring the discomfort in his eyes. He noticed that the windows were covered in cartoon stickers, and the neighbors probably thought that the family had a child, which was why the windows were like that. On the tray of the sideboard, there were 20 identical glasses stacked together. It was uncertain whether Usaku Saiki could even stay here for 20 days a month.

The vases were also there; in addition to the previous few, there were several more, placed on the windowsill, blocking out much of the originally good light. The strangest thing was that there were no flowers in the vases, but instead a book was placed on the mouth of each vase.

Upon noticing Bourbon looking at the vase, Usoppei Saiki said, "There's something in the vase too. Although I've covered it with books to keep out the dust, I still need to take the contents out and clean them occasionally. Oh, and don't get the order mixed up, and don't get the contents wrong..."

After all, he categorizes them by attributes!

Bourbon no longer wanted to look at other places. After not seeing him for several years, Usakabe Saiki's family had become even more depraved. Trying to analyze Usakabe Saiki's psychology from this perspective, he could only conclude that "he was seriously ill."

"...What did Akemi Miyano and Scotland say about your family?"

Usakabe recalled, "Akami said cleaning my house would be easy and that I shouldn't feel burdened."

Bourbon retorted, "Isn't that sarcasm?"

"How could it be sarcasm!"

After all, although his house has a lot of stuff, he doesn't cook and only comes back to stay occasionally, so it's not really dirty. Most of the time, he just needs to wipe off the dust.

For Akemi Miyano, cleaning at Saiki Usuba's house was actually quite relaxing. Saiki Usuba even allowed her to stay overnight. When she felt she was being closely monitored, she would come here to hide. At least she could be sure that the organization's people wouldn't come knocking on Saiki Usuba's door looking for her.

So Akemi Miyano has a strong attachment to this place and is very proactive in maintaining its cleanliness; this is definitely not sarcasm.

Usoppō Saiki added, "Even Scotland praises my place for being orderly despite the chaos."

Bourbon: "…………"

Is this a compliment...? But I must say, the word choice is very precise.

Although my eyes hurt, it seems that I did arrange things carefully, putting clothes racks together, cushions together, vases together, TVs together... Even though I arranged them carefully, it's still so blinding, but I don't think there's anything wrong with it. I always feel that the person in charge's brain may not have accidentally bumped into something, but has been run over by a tank.

Usoppon asked skeptically, "Are you sure you can handle it? If not, bring Scotland instead."

As a policeman, Bourbon, who always kept his things very tidy, closed his eyes in anguish: "If it's just dusting, I should be fine."

Bo Yezaki was finally satisfied, and then sat down on the sofa: "Speaking of which, you couldn't have come here just to clean for me, could you? What else is there?"

When it came to serious matters, Bourbon became a little more serious, and then subconsciously looked around.

"Don't bother looking. There are no cameras, no recordings, nothing at all. You can look for it if you don't believe me, or you can look for it while you're cleaning, I don't mind."

Bourbon looked around and saw that the surroundings were perfect for placing surveillance cameras and listening devices, then fell silent.

This guy is really not afraid of someone coming in and installing something. With his house in such a mess, it would be really hard to find out.

However, Bourbon brought a signal jammer, which might cause the signal to the neighbors upstairs, downstairs, left, and right to suddenly be weak, but he couldn't be bothered to care, since it would only last for a while anyway.

As soon as the signal jammer was activated, Bourbon asked, "Before I begin, do you have anything to say about Akemi Miyano?"

I already know, you know, I know, let's get straight to the point!

"...What do you want me to say?" Bo Yezai raised an eyebrow. "Talking about someone who's already dead...Huh? Judging from your expression, she's not dead? Oh, that must be my doing!"

Bourbon: "…………"

He felt that his expression hadn't changed at all, but considering Bo Yezaki's terrible ability to judge people, he wasn't sure if he had revealed anything in Bo Yezaki's eyes.

He had some personal motives for rescuing Miyano Akemi, so after guaranteeing that she was still alive, he left the subsequent interrogation to his colleagues in the Japanese Public Security Bureau to handle it officially.

Initially, he received the intelligence obtained from the first questioning, but this kind of thing cannot be done by asking once. Multiple questions are required, since human memory is sometimes unreliable. To ensure the accuracy of the intelligence, more questions are needed to find contradictions. Considering that the FBI was involved, the police even called in micro-expression experts and psychology experts to study the matter together.

As a result, they actually discovered some problems. They suspected that Akemi Miyano's successful escape was aided by someone, but this aid might not necessarily be an FBI agent.

Bourbon immediately suspected Usaku Saiki.

But the way Bo Yezaki readily took credit for the discovery that the person wasn't dead made him wonder if he was overthinking things...

Wasn't Usakata Saiki unwilling to admit it? What's going on now?

"What's with that suspicious look? Isn't it normal for a friend of women like me to help a poor girl?" Bo Yezaki pouted.

Bourbon said meaningfully, "This is betraying the organization."

“Gin is the one who betrayed the organization. What are you thinking, trying to kill Akemi? I bet Sherry is on strike right now.” Usakata Saiki hugged a cushion and said with a smile, “Besides, I have my own understanding of betrayal. Don’t use your undercover brain to think about me… Besides, I didn’t really do anything. I just had Chianti shoot Akemi in the heart. I didn’t expect her heart to be on the right side. Anyway, it’s better than Gin shooting her in the head. I’m definitely her savior.”

Bourbon: "…………"

I see. So this is the source of Usaku Saiki's confidence in admitting it? He really has a reason for everything. It's completely impossible to be sure whether he really wants to save Miyano Akemi.

The origin of the bulletproof vest cannot be traced; it went through too many transfers in the package, making it impossible to find the sender...

Bourbon looked at the silver-haired youth who was smiling like a white devil, and the scales in his heart swayed.

Never mind, I'll just tell him the news anyway.

Bourbon said coldly, "Rum has trained someone who is very good at interpersonal relationships. Rum wants to use him to replace you. Be careful and don't continue to be reckless."

Bo Yezaki: "...?"

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Bonus chapter

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Thin Leaf: I have my own understanding of betrayal.

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Bourbon felt he had no obligation to help Bo Ye, but if Bo Ye was the one who helped Mingmei, he felt he should still give her a heads-up.