Chapter 32

"In that case, where did you get the money to buy water in Beika Park?" Kitahara Yuki asked doubtfully.

"I borrowed it from Conan." Staring at Kitahara Yuki earnestly with scarlet eyes, Rin Sugawa's expression was a little strange, between helplessness and shame.

The unexpected answer made Kitahara Yuki's brain work quickly.

Why Conan?

Because it is a rather strange thing to borrow money from a strange adult who you will get to know in the future, and although Conan also met him for the first time, Conan knew Rin Sugawa.

No, not only that.

The young detective deduced Rin Sugawa's embarrassment, and he fell into the trap and took the initiative to guide Rin Sugawa to borrow money from him.

Ha, the young detective uses his intelligence in this aspect?

Kitahara Yuki took a deep breath and said in a slow tone: "It's too late, let's go buy a phone tomorrow."

Sugawa Rin nodded in agreement, "I can go find a job. Although my background is not yet complete, my identity as a mafia member is beyond doubt. I can go to the dark web to take orders, and I can make money quickly."

Kitahara Yuki, who once wore a red scarf on his chest and had his arms crossed over three stripes, disagreed with this proposal. He didn't want to send Vest No. 2 to the police station himself.

"It's too late, go to bed." Finally, Kitahara Yuki ended this dangerous topic with this sentence. "

Okay. Don't play with your phone for too long."

After Kitahara Yuki left the sofa, Sugawa Rin had already started to make the bed for tonight, and made the sheets meticulously, without even a wrinkle on them. This made Kitahara

Yuki, who did not have obsessive-compulsive disorder, raise an eyebrow, and his desire to destroy was ready to move. Apparently, he did not need to restrain himself in this reassuring environment. He faced the cold and helpless gaze of Sugawa Rin, and threw himself onto the made bed. The messy sheets made him feel happy. Kitahara Yuki yawned and said, "Are you an old mother? Why do you care so much?" He even has to control mobile phone use. If it was Amuro Toru here, he would answer - 'You know, I am a male.' If it was Hase Hikaru, he would come over with a smile - 'Then Xiao Xing, are you going to tie your mother to your trouser belt and take her away?' Sugawa Rin: "Okay." A low voice rang in the small room, and Kitahara Yuki sat cross-legged on the sofa bed, waiting for the other party to say the rest. Ten seconds later, Kitahara Yuki said in surprise: "No more?" The other party nodded, and carried the sitting Kitahara Yuki back to the bedroom, "Have a good rest." Then there was the sound of the door closing. Kitahara Yuki:... Is this his personality? He looks indifferent and difficult to get along with, but he has the same work and rest schedule as an old cadre, and is unexpectedly easy to bully. The cold look of Sugawa Rin and Gin when they were confronting each other, as well as the other party's serious discussion of the dark web mission, emerged in his mind, and Kitahara Yuki denied the idea just now. Vest No. 2 is definitely a dangerous person. At noon the next day, when Kitahara Yuki woke up, he opened the door and saw Sugawa Rin with wet hair. With a gray sports towel hanging around his neck, he looked like the protagonist of a sports show who had just returned from a morning workout. He was wearing the casual clothes that Kitahara Yuki gave him last night. Obviously, clothes that are 178cm tall are not suitable for a 185cm tall person. It seems that I need to buy some clothes that Sugawa Rin can wear today. Kitahara Yuki thought as he walked towards the dining table. "I'll go take a shower first." "Okay." Kitahara Yuki said without turning his head with a sandwich in his mouth. This was probably made by Sugawa Rin. It was not as delicious as Amuro Toru's, but much better than what he made himself. After finishing lunch, Sugawa Rin also took care of herself. Today's destination is still Ginza. After saying goodbye to the three public security gentlemen, the two began to go shopping. Cell phone - 120,000 yen 5 sets of clothes - 890,000 yen Kitahara Yuki pointed at the worn bracelet on Rin Sugawa's wrist, "Do you need to change this? It looks old." "No, it's very important to me." Rin Sugawa stared at Kitahara Yuki, and when her scarlet eyes stared at him, she felt an illusory sense of deep affection. Kitahara Yuki blinked, suppressed the doubts in her heart, and pulled Rin Sugawa's wrist to start the next round of shopping. Daily necessities - 80,000 yen Food - 30,000 yen Ruby brooch - 2.4 million yen When the last payment was made, the phone rang. Kitahara Yuki glanced - it was a call from Amuro Toru. Stuffing everything in his hand into Rin Sugawa's arms, Kitahara Yuki walked out of the store and answered the phone. [In just one hour, I received five deductions totaling 3.52 million yen.] - They were pretty fast at shopping, in just one hour! Of course, these words couldn't be said to Toru Amuro, who sounded dangerous on the other end of the phone, so he had to find a way to divert his attention. Kitahara Yuki cleared his throat and said, "Anyway, it's all public funds from the organization, or you can ask Xiaoguang to reimburse you. This guy should be feeling pretty guilty now." [...What did he do? Why is he feeling guilty?] "Anyway, it's not a good thing, and I can't tell you the details yet." Kitahara Yuki answered as a matter of course, and after looking around and making sure that all the benches around were occupied, he took off his coat, spread it on the marble beside the flower bed, and sat down. The relaxation of his feet made him breathe a sigh of relief, and this change was obviously noticed by Amuro Toru on the other end of the phone. [What's wrong?] "Shopping is a bit tiring. By the way, you still owe me a chance to try new products for your apology last time." [Come to Poirot tomorrow? Kazami is discharged from the hospital today, and there is a high probability that he will invite you to Poirot for dinner tomorrow.] Kitahara Yuki nodded, then realized that the other party couldn't see, and said lightly: "Okay." Kitahara Yuki felt a little sore from holding the phone with his right hand, and when he was about to change his hand, an ice cream was suddenly inserted in front of him. He looked up and saw that it was Sugawa Rin. "Do you want to eat?" Sugawa Rin's voice was cold and calm. Kitahara Yuki took it, his dark eyes shining slightly, "Ice cream in winter is great!"

The phone was silent for a long time, and suddenly there was a quick and loud voice from Toru Amuro.

[Is Rin Sugawa next to you? The things were bought for him. You used my card, and even my subordinate's car...]

He even used my money to buy ice cream to make you happy! Toru Amuro on the other side of the phone bit the soft flesh near his back molars.

"Yes, but..."

Not exactly...

beep -

it was the sound of the phone being hung up.

Kitahara Yuki frowned, staring at the black screen of the phone in confusion.

Disconnected?

Or angry?

However, the most important thing now is not Toru Amuro.

Long hours of shopping is really not friendly to him with a physical fitness of only 40. His legs are sore and numb. He doesn't even dare to move to feel the numbness again. This makes him have the urge to stay where he is until the end of time.

"Go back." Rin Sugawa put Kitahara Yuki's left hand on his shoulder, passed his right hand through the latter's armpit, and lifted Kitahara Yuki up with one hand.

"...This posture makes me look a little stupid." Kitahara Yuki looked at Rin Sugawa helplessly, and observed an extremely serious expression.

"Then you go by yourself?"

Kitahara Yuki shut up. Others might say this as a joke, but Rin Sugawa is definitely serious.

After arriving home, Kitahara Yuki couldn't wait to throw himself onto the sofa that Rin Sugawa had made.

——I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep!

But this thought only lasted until Rin Sugawa brought coffee. After drinking the fragrant coffee, the caffeine impersonated adenosine very well, blocking the transmission of fatigue signals, making him energetic.

Do business first.

Kitahara Yuki sent the zipped chat room package to Sugawa Rin, and watched the latter enter the chat room.

[Little Lucky: Does Hikari have anything to explain? About the two things about the photo leak and Gin's visit.]

[Trust Hikari: I don't know!]

Even Amuro Haro doesn't believe this! It's obvious that this guy has been infected with the bad habit of the Red Team not to exchange information, and refuses to communicate about the script.

But in fact, they don't have a specific script, they prefer to perform on the spot. The same soul as the background, which makes them have a high enough tacit understanding, but Hase Hikari often makes a sharp turn.

And this time, this guy may have made more than one sharp turn.

[Little Lucky: I don't even know how to make excuses for you to increase the credibility of your words.]

[Sugawa Rin: Ignore him.]

[Believe in Light: Are you looking for death?]

[Little Lucky: You can't beat him. A 95 physique is no joke.]

Very good, Tian was struck dead by Kitahara Yuki's last sentence. He even inspired himself with this sentence.

Kitahara Yuki paused for three seconds, opened a bag of nuts he bought two hours ago, and started to eat them with a crunch.

The puffy cheeks like a hamster made Sugawa Rin look at him several times. He calmly looked away, his tone cold, "What are we having for dinner tonight?"

Kitahara Yuki thought for a second, stood up and said, "Let's go out to eat."

Anyway, the organization spent so much money today, so a meal wouldn't be a big deal.

"Aren't you tired?" Rin Sugawa glanced at Kitahara Yuki in confusion. The latter's hands were still trembling slightly after stuffing nuts, and it was obvious that shopping just now had consumed most of his physical strength. Kitahara Yuki

looked at Rin Sugawa with a reproachful look, "How can you say that spending money is tiring? It is training yourself and achieving the goal of strengthening your body."

Although he knew that the other party was talking nonsense, it surprisingly made sense.

However, soon, this thought was interrupted by a burst of doorbell rings.

The visitor pressed the doorbell three times, and each time was two seconds apart.

It was obvious that the person outside the door was not impatient and even had a good personality. He was able to come here through the surveillance of three public security officers, which meant that he was not a dangerous person.

And at present, the only open red team members in this position are Toru Amuro and Yuya Kazami. The younger generation that Toru Amuro can trust

is him!

"Officer Takagi." Kitahara Yuki opened the door with a swish, leaned against the door frame, and said lazily, "What can I do for you?"

Takagi Wataru had not put down his hand that was pressing the doorbell, and the door suddenly opened made him a little nervous. He rubbed his suit pants quickly with his other hand, "Good afternoon, Mr. Kitahara."

Kitahara Yuki lost the desire to correct this often wrong name. He turned sideways, raised his chin towards the room, and motioned the latter to come in. Turning and

walking towards the sofa, Kitahara Yuki heard the rustling sound of Takagi Wataru changing shoes behind him. After he finished half a cup of coffee, the uneasy Officer Takagi sat down opposite him.

The police officer's professional habit made him subconsciously scan the surroundings. He glanced at Rin Sugawa next to Kitahara Yuki, opened his mouth several times and then slowly closed it.

There is only one room!

But there are traces of two people living there.

Are these two sleeping together?

Kitahara Yuki knocked on the glass tea table and said, "Please stop thinking about it. The police officer is here to visit you. Is there something important?"

"Yes." Takagi Wataru's voice suddenly rose, and the tension was about to jump out of his tense voice, ready to stick to the face of the person in front of him at any time. "It was the case yesterday morning. The murderer was the woman who called the police and said she encountered a burglar."

Kitahara Yuki nodded. It was expected. After all, the lady was incompatible enough in that case. "Conan-no, was it Mr. Mori who found out?"

"No, it was Mr. Amuro who solved the case. It's amazing. I never realized that Mr. Amuro was so sharp before."

...Perhaps it was the boy's desire to win that made Amuro Toru forget about his disguise, but normally Mr. Public Security would make a patch, for example -