Chapter 97 Chapter 97 One stick every year - start! ...
Jinpei Matsuda really wanted to call Rei Furuya and shout: Rei, save me!
But in front of Olga, he didn't dare to call Furuya Zero or shout "Zero Zero".
So, Jinpei Matsuda could only rack his brains and try to persuade Olga to give up.
How did Furuya Reira usually persuade her? You deadhead, remember now! Stop thinking about that skit!
"Well..." Jinpei Matsuda tried to organize his words.
"Um?"
"Why did you kill Gin?" What kind of stupid question is that?
As expected, Olga glanced at Matsuda Jinpei and said nothing. She continued typing on her phone, seemingly sending a message to someone.
"I mean—"
With a "ding" sound, the elevator stopped at the underground parking lot on the second floor and opened the door.
Olga went out.
Matsuda Jinpei hurried after him. "What I mean is, if it's just the two of us going to kill Gin, maybe, maybe, isn't that a bit too much?"
"What?" Olga finally turned off her phone, looked up and gave him a look, "Isn't that enough?"
...Is that enough?
Matsuda Jinpei silently drove Olga to the amusement park. He realized that after three years in the organization, he still couldn't understand its thinking.
Trading at an amusement park???
Well... perhaps his knowledge was too shallow. Anyway, in Matsuda Jinpei's stereotype, weren't these illegal transactions conducted by dark organizations usually carried out on a dark, windy night in an abandoned warehouse with no grass growing?
Amusement park???
Jinpei Matsuda's speechlessness reached its peak when he saw Gin and Vodka queuing up for the roller coaster.
*
As for how Gin was found in such a huge amusement park?
Olga kept checking her phone on the way. As they were approaching the amusement park, her phone suddenly made a sound similar to the sound of winning a game.
"Done."
That's what Olga said anyway.
In short, when Jinpei Matsuda finally found an empty parking space in the amusement park parking lot and parked his car, Olga had a confident expression on her face.
"I'll be back soon. Wait here for me. Don't run around."
That's what Olga said anyway.
But this time, Matsuda Jinpei was in no mood to watch the skit. He painfully opened his phone, sent a distress message to Olga Dear Zero Zero, and began praying to God, Buddha, Allah, and all the gods, hoping that Furuya Zero would open his phone and take a look.
Fortunately, it was probably some god who responded to Matsuda Jinpei's prayers. Anyway, it was Lingling who appeared. No, it was the god who appeared. Lingling responded to his call.
[Matsuda Jinpei: Zero zero zero zero zero, your dear Oria is going to kill Gin, what should I do?] Read
[Amuro Toru:?] Read
[Amuro Toru: Are you with her now?] Read
[Amuro Toru: It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not, just be careful not to be discovered by Gin and don't hurt innocent people.] Read
[Matsuda Jinpei:?] Unread
[Matsuda Jinpei: ? ? ?] Unread
[Matsuda Jinpei: Lingling? Lingling, say something, Lingling?!]
"Don't log off at the critical moment!" Jinpei Matsuda was frantic, holding his phone.
"Huh? What do you mean offline?" Olga suddenly appeared behind him. "Are you communicating with someone?"
"Ah, no, no, no!" Matsuda Jinpei quickly turned off his phone, hid it behind his back with one hand, and waved his hands frantically with the other.
Fortunately, Olga wasn't particularly interested in him, so she simply tossed him a fairly small black tool bag and walked into the amusement park, looking down at her phone. "Follow me."
Following behind Olga, Matsuda Jinpei silently unzipped the bag a little, took a peek inside, and then silently zipped it up again.
There was nothing special about it. The black tool bag contained explosives that could at least blow up a small truck. The rest were mostly tools used in installing and dismantling bombs. Matsuda Jinpei didn't have time to take a closer look.
*
Finally, after following Olga around in the amusement park, the two stopped at the carousel.
Jinpei Matsuda once again felt how incompetent he was. After walking for less than half an hour, he had already started to breathe heavily.
"What, you want to ride the carousel?" Matsuda Jinpei put the tool kit on the ground, leaned against the flower bed fence, and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
Olga had taken out a pair of binoculars at some point and was now looking towards the roller coaster: "Found it."
"ah?"
Olga shoved the binoculars into Jinpei Matsuda's hands and said, "Gin and vodka are on a roller coaster."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
He looked at Olga's expression to make sure she wasn't joking. Then he stiffly raised his binoculars and looked towards the endless line of people waiting for the roller coaster.
Finally, after staring intently for at least 30 seconds, Matsuda Jinpei spotted the long line of gin and vodka. It wasn't hard to find, after all, wearing all black in the middle of summer would have made you stand out.
However, two male members of a criminal organization went to an amusement park together to ride a roller coaster, and even waited in line obediently. Was there something wrong?
Just as Matsuda Jinpei was doubting his life, Olga kicked his shin and said curtly, "I've checked, and there are no staff stationed inside the roller coaster tunnel. You can find an opportunity to sneak in and plant the bomb there."
"ah?"
"When Gin gets on the roller coaster and passes through the tunnel, we'll use the remote control to detonate the bomb."
"ah?"
"Are you listening to me?" Olga narrowed her eyes slightly and turned to look at Jinpei Matsuda.
"Ah?" Matsuda Jinpei was still in a daze, then, "Ah!"
He was kicked hard in the shin.
"hiss--"
The boots Olga wore today are incredibly powerful. Matsuda Jinpei gasped belatedly, his face wrinkling dramatically.
"Miss, take a look at your plan. Is it realistic?" Matsuda Jinpei bent over, covering his legs, and looked up at Olga with a wrinkled face.
Olga seemed to think for two seconds before asking him, "Which step is wrong? Aren't you known as the top student in the police academy's explosives course? Is it that you can't install the bomb? Or that you can't set up the remote control?"
Matsuda Jinpei: “…” Is that the problem?
Yes, he is good at setting up bombs. Adjusting the remote control is not difficult for him at all. He can even complete the whole process in just one minute.
But what then?
"If we plant a bomb there, it will kill the people in the car as well, right?"
Olga seemed puzzled by Matsuda Jinpei's question. "Doesn't it count as trading the deaths of a dozen ordinary people for the 'villain' Gin? Even from the police's perspective, it's a good deal. After all, if Gin survives, he'll likely kill more than a dozen people in the future."
“…No, that’s not the problem…” Matsuda Jinpei complained weakly.
But Olga ignored Matsuda Jinpei's complaints. She kicked Matsuda Jinpei's other calf and said, "Hurry up, Gin and the others will be in line soon."
Under Olga's gaze, Jinpei Matsuda, determined to face death, picked up the black tool bag and walked towards the roller coaster. His back even had a heroic air, as if he was about to die.
However--
Forty minutes later.
Olga put down the binoculars and scrolled through her phone's address book for a long time before she found Jinpei Matsuda's number.
[Olga: Where are the people?] Read
Forty-one minutes later,
[Olga: Where are you?] Read
Forty-three minutes later,
[Olga: Gin is already on the roller coaster. Remember to press the remote control when the roller coaster enters the tunnel.] Read
Forty-five minutes later,
[Olga: Jinpei Matsuda? ? ?] Read
Forty-seven minutes later,
[Olga: Matsuda Jinpei, you better be okay!] Read
Fifty minutes later,
Jinpei Matsuda ran back panting, carrying the black tool bag, which was still untouched.
At the moment when he was two meters away from Olga, Matsuda Jinpei raised his hand according to his intuition.
"Bang." The telescope hit the outside of his wrist, sparing his forehead. But he still felt a dull pain in his wrist, and when he took a look, he saw a bruise.
At this moment, Olga's good mood when she said she wanted to kill Gin had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a deep gloom.
She was intimidating just standing there.
Matsuda Jinpei silently squatted down to pick up the poor telescope, which he didn't know whether it was broken or not, and saw a pair of exquisite leather boots walking towards him with a slow rhythm of tap, tap, tap.
It's strange. It's obviously a noisy playground, but why is there only the sound of "dong dong dong" at this moment?
It turned out to be the sound of my heartbeat...
Huh? ...Why...am I so afraid of this person?
The next second, the telescope was kicked away, followed by a piercing pain on the back of his right hand.
That man... stepped on his right hand and crushed it hard.
"I--"
Before he could make any excuses, his chin was pinched by a huge force, forcing him to look up and meet those green eyes that could almost be described as inky black in the dim light.
The man bent down and moved closer to him, almost bumping into his nose. "It's so rare that I ask you to do something. It's so disappointing."
She still didn't let go of his right hand. They say the fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain was truly unbearable.
Jinpei Matsuda pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to pull out his usual cynical smile, but he couldn't control the muscles on his face because of the pain. In addition, Olga pinched his chin, so even the smile was distorted.
Covered in cold sweat, Matsuda Jinpei still managed to speak in a feignedly casual tone, "I just had a stomachache, so I went to the bathroom... I didn't expect to... I just missed Gin's... roller coaster ride, hahahahaha!"
Olga finally let go of his right hand and took a step back. However, before Matsuda Jinpei could breathe a sigh of relief, he kicked him in the chest again. Fortunately, it didn't hurt as much as the previous time when his hand was stepped on.
After doing all this, Olga bent down to pick up the telescope beside her and dusted it off. Her expression remained calm, as if she didn't care at all about the inquiring glances of passersby.
"Gran."
Olga spoke calmly, calling his organization code name.
"Put away your useless sympathy. It won't help you survive longer in the organization."
Of course Olga knew that Matsuda Jinpei didn't have a stomachache at all. He was simply being kind-hearted and was afraid that when he bombed Gin, innocent passers-by would be implicated.
Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his aching chest, but habitually used his right hand, which inevitably pulled the wound on his right hand, causing him to grit his teeth and gasp in pain. He raised his right hand to the streetlight and saw that the back of his hand was already a bloody mess.
Hiss - this guy is really good at torturing people. If an ordinary girl stepped on him, no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't be able to make them look like this.
This time, Olga did not threaten him with his relatives and friends, but Matsuda Jinpei suddenly realized that he could not go on like this.
He, Jinpei Matsuda, couldn't continue to muddle along like this, relying on Rei Furuya's protection and Olga's sudden kindness to survive. He couldn't just sit there and muddle along while Rei Furuya was struggling with every step, step by step. He should at least... at least be more useful, at least be able to help him!
"--etc!"
Matsuda Jinpei suddenly called out to Olga. When the evil kid turned around and looked at him, he smiled confidently.
"I have another way. I can blow Gin to death."
"oh?"
He saw the kid raise the corners of his lips in an expression of interest.
*
It has to be said that after exercising his subjective initiative, Matsuda Jinpei's plan was much more reliable than Olga's plan to blow up the roller coaster. At least that's what he thought.
"The roller coaster tunnel is too long, and we can't see exactly what's going on from a distance, so we can't detonate the bomb at the exact moment Gin passes the detonation point. The end result is likely that Gin won't be killed, but instead will become suspicious of us."
Olga remained silent. This meant he could continue.
"So, I think it would be better to put the bomb on Gin's car."
Matsuda Jinpei stood up with a little effort and used his good left hand to brush off the unseemly dust on his shirt.
"Don't he and Vodka always drive? If we install it in the car, the range is smaller. Plus, the parking lot has a wide field of view. We can detonate it after they get into the car, and the chances of success will be higher."
"Oh Moses Roy."
Olga commented.
"Then let's do it." She turned and left. "Go to the parking lot and get ready. I'll sync his real-time status to you. I'll get it done before Gin gets back."
"Hai, hai (yes, yes)." Matsuda Jinpei responded as he watched Olga's back disappear from his sight.
However, as soon as Olga's figure disappeared, he grimaced and gasped again.
He carefully sprinkled a bottle of mineral water on his right hand to wash away the sand and gravel embedded in his flesh.
“Ah, it hurts, it hurts!”
This kid kicked so hard!
*
While Olga was monitoring Gin, she discovered something interesting.
It seemed that a young man had seen through Gin's transaction. So, Gin, furious, hit the young man with a club from behind and fed him something before leaving with Vodka.
"It's probably APTX-4869," Olga thought. Shirley's latest version would cause an immediate cardiac arrest and death in the average person, with no forensic evidence. Gin, unaware of the original purpose behind Drug A's development, had always considered it a poison for his organization's research.
only……
Olga felt that the boy's figure looked familiar. Unfortunately, Gin had chosen a dark corner outside the amusement park for the transaction, and Olga was so far away that even if she looked hard through a telescope, she couldn't see the boy's face.
But it didn't matter. Olga lowered her head and tapped at her phone. The fluorescent white light of the phone screen reflected in her pupils, illuminating the excitement in them.
[Olga: Gin has completed the transaction and is returning. Have you finished yours?] Read
[Gran: (OK)jpg.] Read
[Olga: Find a place with a good view. I'll be there soon.] Read
[Gran: Yes, Miss (salute) jpg.] Read
Olga raised the corner of her lip and put her phone back into her pocket.
She stood up and prepared to leave, but hesitated. She turned back to look at the place where Gin had just made the transaction, where a figure was lying quietly.
"strangeness."
*
Olga finally went to see it.
Of course, there was an unexpected reward along the way. Who would have thought that in a hidden corner, there was actually a camera operating silently?
Olga kicked over the tiny camera, crushing it to the ground. It didn't look like something the park had installed. So, Gin's crime scene was likely filmed entirely by someone?
Olga didn't really care.
She had always followed her heart and acted on her own whim. Now, she just wanted to see who the unlucky person was who was fed APTX-4869 by Gin.
As for the cameras? She'd just hand them over to someone else to investigate later. She did want to kill Gin, but she didn't want him to fall into the hands of the police. Who knew what he'd say to them then?
Olga thought this as she walked a little further. She activated the miniature jammer she had brought with her, considering the camera she had just discovered. Finally, she arrived at the place where Gin had just made the transaction.
Then she saw the face clearly.
"Kudo Shinichi"
Anyway, it's not Kuroba Kaito, the hairstyles of the two are still a little different. And Kuroba Kaito is a slippery guy, so he won't be knocked unconscious by Gin's stick.
Olga reached out her hand to Kudo Shinichi's neck.
There's clearly a pulse!
“This guy…”
When Olga looked at Kudo Shinichi again, she saw that he was suddenly in great pain. Even though he had passed out, his brows were still furrowed, his whole body curled up, his head covered in cold sweat, sobs emanating from his throat, and his right hand unconsciously clutched the hem of his shirt across his chest.
Moreover, I don’t know if it was Olga’s illusion, but she seemed to... see Kudo Shinichi smoking?
At times like this, one should—
Of course, she didn't call an ambulance. Olga turned on the video function on her phone, squatted down, one hand on her knees, the other holding up her phone, and pointed the camera at Kudo Shinichi, who was curled up on the ground.
But in just one minute, Olga witnessed a rather interesting scene.
Kudo Shinichi has become smaller!
If people didn't see it with their own eyes, it would be hard to believe that such a thing could happen.
Olga put away her phone, stood up, turned around and took two steps, then stepped back. She lowered her head and sent an anonymous text message to the police, saying that a child had fainted somewhere in the playground and their parents had not been found.
It would be so boring if such a rare and successful experimental product died here.
Kudo Shinichi, you're welcome.
Olga turned and walked away cleanly. Unbeknownst to her, the gears of fate had just begun to turn. Not finishing off Kudo Shinichi now would be a terrible decision she would regret in the future.
*
Twenty-five minutes ago, Jinpei Matsuda found Gin's car in the parking lot.
It was actually quite easy to find. Although he had never seen Gin's car, there were very few people who would drive an antique like a Porsche 356A these days.
No need to worry about the car breaking down after getting on the elevated highway. Matsuda Jinpei complained inwardly as he pried open the car locks and, with a screwdriver in his mouth, inserted a bomb under the driver's seat.
Twenty minutes ago, Jinpei Matsuda finished installing the bomb and sent a text message to Olga.
Fifteen minutes ago, Jinpei Matsuda found a good position with an excellent view to monitor Gin's car.
As for how Olga would find him later?
Matsuda Jinpei had already accepted this. His clothes, his phone, or whatever, must have a tracking device inside. Ah, maybe all of them.
In short, he is not a professionally trained elite like Rei Furuya. He only attended the police academy for half a year and can only tinker with bombs. He has no idea about the fancy operations such as locators, eavesdroppers, tracking and anti-tracking.
"Harmful--"
However, this time, Matsuda Jinpei did not open the skit directly. He stood with his hands folded, thinking about his own things, while also paying some attention to Gin's car.
Fortunately, it was already very late. Even if Gin's car exploded, it wouldn't affect the passersby nearby. Seriously, who would still be hanging around outside so late?
We waited and waited, but Olga didn't come, but Gin and Vodka arrived first.
Just when Jinpei Matsuda was holding the remote control, thinking about whether he should take the initiative to blow up Gin if Olga was late, Olga finally arrived.
"Where have you been?" Matsuda Jinpei grumbled, grabbing the railing at the edge of the rooftop.
"I just saw something interesting."
Matsuda Jinpei hadn't expected Olga to apologize for being late. He tossed the pen-like remote control in his hand and said, "Miss, do you want to experience the thrill of killing Gin yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
Olga showed no intention of answering, so Matsuda Jinpei wisely tucked the remote control away in his arms, planning to take action when the time was right.
*
On the other side, Vodka followed behind Gin as usual, but what he was saying was something Gin didn't like to hear.
"Brother, that guy just now seemed to be Kudo Shinichi, the famous high school detective. Is it really okay for us to just kill him? His mother, Kudo Yukiko, seemed to be with Belmore--"
"Vodka." Gin stopped, threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, and stomped it out. "Don't mention the name 'Kudo Shinichi' again. I have no interest in dead people."
Since Gin said so, Vodka had no choice but to shut up, open the car door, sit in the driver's seat, and plan to be a quiet driver.
Sudden--
"No—! Vodka, get out of the car!"
Then there was a blinding white light, accompanied by a loud bang.
A piercing pain swept through his back. Vodka lay on the ground in the parking lot, trying to mobilize the arm that was still conscious, and crawled away from the burning car, leaving a hideous bloodstain on the asphalt road.
He seemed to hear Gin say something to him, but there was only a buzzing in his ears. The close-range explosion had temporarily blinded Vodka.
Gin's condition didn't look much better than his. His dominant left hand hung limply at his side, bloodied and bloody, with not a single piece of intact flesh visible. He was half-kneeling on the ground, clutching his arm, struggling to get up.
This was the last scene Vodka saw before he completely passed out.
*
On the rooftop not far away.
"Gin should not be dead." Matsuda Jinpei reminded.
This is an obvious thing.
Olga didn't comment on this. She just glanced at Matsuda Jinpei and said, "You should learn from Lingling how to leave no trace."
Matsuda Jinpei: "..." Is this something you can learn easily? In the undercover business, hard work and talent are both indispensable.
Obviously, Gin must have discovered something and suspected that someone had invaded his car, so he asked Vodka to get out at the last second.
I have to say, gin is still something.
It was not until this moment that Jinpei Matsuda understood why Olga had planned to plant bombs on the roller coaster to bomb Gin from the beginning, instead of choosing the simpler option of planting bombs on Gin's car.
From the beginning, she was very aware of Gin's observation ability and knew that if she placed a bomb in the car, there was a high chance that Gin would find it and she would escape.
But installing a bomb on a roller coaster is different. Roller coasters travel at such high speeds, and the seatbelts are locked. Even if Gin were incredibly skilled, there's no way he could suddenly spot the bomb before it exploded, unbuckle his seatbelt, and escape unharmed from a speeding roller coaster in mid-air.
After reviewing the situation, Matsuda Jinpei suddenly realized that he had overlooked such a crucial aspect! He had even confidently and proudly suggested placing bombs on Gin's car in front of Olga.
Now that I think about it, I don’t know if Olga’s “Oh Moses Roy” was referring to his plan or to him as a person…
Just as Jinpei Matsuda was crouching in the corner of the rooftop, drawing circles in frustration, Olga patted him on the shoulder and said, "At least your hand speed is decent."
Although Gin didn't die, this time, he was still going to be hurt. Of course, the credit for all this should be attributed to Jinpei Matsuda, who made a quick decision and pressed the remote control.
Olga didn't consider herself a demanding person. After all, Matsuda Jinpei hadn't received professional training, so it was understandable that Gin had discovered his clues. At least he wasn't hesitating and hesitant to load the bomb anymore, which was a significant improvement.
Matsuda Jinpei supported himself on his knees and stood up from the ground: "I'll just take it as a compliment."
"Of course I'm complimenting you."
"Wow, I'm so touched."
The two of them headed to another parking lot. It was unrealistic to try and finish off Gin right now. With all that noise, the amusement park security must have already rushed over.
*
This time, the address Olga gave to Jinpei Matsuda was finally the hotel where she was staying.
Seeing Olga get out of the car and walk into the hotel alone, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't have been more moved. He stretched, and then, as expected, he pulled the wound again.
"Ah, it hurts! That damned brat was so cruel!"
Matsuda Jinpei had wanted to call Furuya Rei to explain the bizarre series of events that had occurred today. However, thinking of the bug he had planted in his car, he gave up the idea and opened his phone to send a text message instead.
However, just after typing one word in the text message, Matsuda Jinpei hesitated again.
Could it be that... Olga is also monitoring my phone?
Hiss—I can’t think about it too much. The more I think about it, the more wrong it seems.
So Matsuda Jinpei decided to drive directly to Furuya Rei's place. He had to ask Furuya to help him remove all the surveillance devices, eavesdropping devices, and locators, otherwise he would feel itchy all over.
What? It's already early in the morning?
Jinpei Matsuda dares to bet 50 cents that that guy Furuya is definitely still awake!
*
On the other side, Olga made a phone call immediately after returning to the hotel.
The call was quickly connected, and a respectful voice came from the other end, although it sounded a little hoarse, as if the person had just been woken up from sleep.
Olga's voice was deeper and deeper: "There's something I need you to do."
If the surveillance video that captured Gin's crime scene was used as physical evidence, it could send Gin directly to jail.
Olga finished her instructions, washed up, and went straight to bed. She was very confident in that person's ability, until -
The next morning, Olga was awakened by a rapid ringing of the phone.
She squinted at the time on her phone: 5:21. The black screen was lit with several large red numbers, creating a rather terrifying effect.
Olga saw who was calling and answered the phone slowly.
Who would have thought that before Olga could speak in her disguised voice, an urgent voice came from the other end of the phone.
What's so urgent?
However, after hearing what the person opposite her said, Olga had to wake up instantly.
"What did you say?" She couldn't help but raise her voice.
The voice on the other end of the line seemed a little timid: "The surveillance footage you mentioned was taken away by the police first."
Olga fell silent. She was thinking. The person on the other end of the line had clearly grasped something else. So, rather cautiously, he asked:
"Did they capture something truly remarkable?" Actually, he and the police were almost on the same page. If he had paid more attention in the early hours of the morning, he would have likely gotten the video before the police. But—
The man wanted to defend himself a few more times, but when he came to his senses, he suddenly found that the phone had been hung up, and only the silent tone of "beep-beep" remained in the receiver.
After Olga hung up the phone, she quickly dialed another number.
And then——
With a "bang", she threw the phone out with force. The phone hit the thick carpet with a dull sound.
Olga sat in bed, taking deep breaths. The morning sun filtered through a thin gap between the blackout curtains, casting a thin ray of light across her face. It then curved along the curve of her nose, illuminating a sinister and distorted expression.
"Zero, zero."
Olga suddenly clenched a corner of the quilt with her right hand and spat out these two words through gritted teeth.
She had just called a high-ranking undercover agent of the organization in the Metropolitan Police Department, and the reply she received was that the Metropolitan Police Department did not take any special actions in the early hours of this morning and did not bring back any surveillance video.
"Could it be... the police? I can't detect their actions."
The undercover agent on the other end of the phone spoke in the same cautious tone.
"…Is it something important?"
Then, Olga unilaterally hung up the phone.
Olga took several deep breaths, then lowered her head, tracing the fingers of her right hand into her crimson hair, her palm covering half her face. The narrow sliver of light from the window now illuminated only one of her eyes, a cold, green one.
Olga didn't care whether Gin would be arrested or go to jail. But she didn't care whether he would say something nonsense to the police after being arrested...
Gin must die!
Olga brushed back the covers and got out of bed.
Ten minutes later, a Lamborghini sports car with smooth lines sped out from the hotel's underground garage.
Olga pressed the accelerator to the floor. In the early morning of Tokyo, when many people were still asleep, a piercing roar cut through the streets, as if signaling its owner's anxious mood.
A quarter of an hour later, Olga arrived at the apartment where Rei Furuya currently lived.
The red number on the elevator, representing the floors, kept rising. At one floor, there was a "ding" sound, and the elevator door opened, and Olga arrived in front of the only door on this floor.
She didn't even ring the doorbell or make a phone call. Her right fingers swiped across the combination keypad. The next second, the door unlocked automatically.
Olga entered the apartment and immediately began to search. The heavy security door closed automatically behind her with a heavy thud.
No……
No.
No!
Indeed, it is impossible for him to keep such important evidence at home.
Olga was a little tired from searching, so she just sat down on the ground, not caring about her appearance. Anyway, Furuya Rei, a mysophobe, always kept his place immaculately clean.
Around Olga were various items she had rummaged through and dumped on the floor. The once clean and tidy house was now littered with items like a grocery store.
Just when Olga was about to return empty-handed, she heard the sound of a door opening behind her.
Before Olga could turn around, Furiya Rei's voice reached her ears. He was as calm as ever, as if he hadn't noticed that his apartment had been turned upside down.
"Olia, don't sit on the ground, get up."
Yes. That's it. Again! This peaceful feeling of nothing happening.
Then Olga became even angrier.
She refused to stand up, but just sat cross-legged on the ground with her arms folded, not even turning her head: "You took it away, didn't you?"
"What?"
From the sound, it seemed that Rei Furuya had just hung his coat on the coat rack by the door. He seemed to be completely clueless.
"Video." Olga finally couldn't help it. She turned half a circle on the spot and sat on the ground with her knees hugged. She raised her chin and stared at Rei Furuya with a pair of emerald eyes wide open. "Gin's criminal evidence - you know what I mean!"
Furiya Rei slowly took off his hat and hung it on the coat rack, loosened his tie, and then walked towards Olga slowly.
"Oh, about that. Don't worry, Olya, I'll take care of it."
As he said this, he seemed to have not noticed that Olga had been staring at him. He stretched out his hand and pulled Olga up from the ground.
"I told you not to sit on the ground."
Olga still wanted to argue with him, but she couldn't pull Fūryu Rei away even with all her strength. In the end, he pulled her up and put her back on the sofa.
Then he turned and went into the kitchen. Olga heard the sound of running water. He must be washing his hands.
After a dozen seconds, the sound of running water stopped. From the kitchen, Furiya Rei's voice came, "What would you like to drink?"
Olga ignored him completely and stared at the translucent glass wall of the kitchen with a gloomy look. She could vaguely see the shadow of Rei Furuya. She stared at the shadow like she wanted to poke a hole in it.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I guess you haven't had breakfast yet."
After saying this, Fūya Rei fell silent. For a moment, the only sound in the large apartment was the occasional soft clatter of utensils in the kitchen.
Soon, the aroma of food drifted towards Olga's nose.
She was completely out of temper. She couldn't even get angry at a guy like Furuya Rei. He wouldn't even respond!
So, things ended up being what they are now.
They sat at the dining table, surrounded by a mess of clutter. Olga ate her breakfast in silence, though her expression remained irritated. Across from her, Furuya Rei sipped his coffee and read the morning paper, his expression as calm as ever.
It is a peaceful and tranquil morning scene——
Damn it!
Looking at Rei Furuya's calm and confident demeanor, Olga finally understood something—there was no hope of recovering Gin's criminal evidence. She could only kill Gin before the police could arrest him.
Thinking of this, she glared at Rei Furuya again and fiercely thrust her fork into the waffle. The metal fork scraped across the surface of the ceramic plate, making an unbearable, harsh sound.
Then, she glared at Rei Furuya and took a fierce bite of the waffle. Her expression was so ferocious, as if she was biting Rei Furuya instead of the waffle.
One of the most difficult things in the world is when you are very upset with someone but you don't want to do anything to him or her.
At this moment, Furuya Rei finally turned the newspaper over, and Olga, while staring at him, was able to clearly see the content of the page he had just been reading.
Front page headline: Death of renowned high school detective Kudo Shinichi, savior of the Japanese police force
Olga was stunned for a moment, and then she was speechless.
What's so good about this?
How could it be that Furuya Rei didn't know whether Kudo Shinichi was dead or not?
After getting the video of Gin knocking out Kudo Shinichi and feeding him medicine, Furuya Rei only needed to send people to investigate and find out that Kudo Shinichi's body was not found at the scene. Instead, at the same time, the security guard of the amusement park found a child wearing adult clothes there!
What's so good about this newspaper?
Might as well look at her more!
Then, I heard Furuya Rei casually say, "I heard that Shirley took people to the Kudo residence early this morning."
"……oh."
Olga poked another blueberry with her fork and stuffed it into her mouth, disinterested. Then she realized she'd just spoken to Rei Furuya. Humph! She'd absolutely ignore him from now on! At least not today...
However, Olga couldn't help but prick up her ears at what Furiya Rei said next.
"I heard that Vodka was seriously injured and is now in the hospital receiving treatment. So, Gin is the only one left to monitor Shirley."
After Furuya Rei finished speaking, the air was silent for two seconds. After two seconds, Olga couldn't help but speak:
"Is Gin seriously injured?"
She thought she heard Rei Furuya chuckle softly. But when she looked up, he was still staring at the newspaper with a normal expression. She wondered what was so interesting about the newspaper!
"Gin's injuries aren't serious. Only one arm is temporarily paralyzed, and he has a few other minor and major bruises."
Finally, Furuya Rei put down his damn newspaper, looked at Olga, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
"In short, it doesn't affect the activities."
Olga immediately lowered her head, staring at another blueberry on her plate and stabbed it hard with her fork.
hateful.
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