Chapter 34
Kitahara Yuki pulled Sugawa Rin out of the gem exhibition hall, turned and walked towards the stairs, and stopped in a corridor.
"This is the operation room where the waiters prepare food and drinks." He turned on his mobile phone and called up the floor plan of the spaceship. After determining the direction, he stuffed the mobile phone into the right pocket of his suit.
But at the last moment, he remembered the eavesdropping device in his pocket, turned around temporarily, and stuffed it into his left pocket.
"Someone is here." Sugawa Rin lowered her voice, dragged Kitahara Yuki and quickly hid in the corner.
Two ladies walked by, one of them yawned and said she was going to the smoking room to refresh herself. Kitahara Yuki's eyes stayed on the yawning lady for a second longer, and were soon attracted by a burst of footsteps.
The footsteps were very light, and it was obvious that the other party had received professional training in this area. The young man wore a white shirt with a slim black vest on the outside, and a band-aid on his arm.
"It's him." Kitahara Yuki lowered his voice.
The other party was sharp enough, and turned around and stared at the corner after Kitahara Yuki made a sound.
The black figure beside Kitahara Yuki suddenly appeared, and the sound of fists and feet colliding stimulated the eardrums and aroused a shudder.
The vibration from the ground reminded him of the fierceness of the fight. Suddenly he heard a short suppressed groan with a higher pitch. It was not from Sugawa Rin.
Then there was a young man's cry of pain, "Who are you!"
The fight ended with this roar.
Kitahara Yuki walked out of the shadows and confirmed that Rin Sugawa was not injured except for her messy hair, then he stepped forward and patted her shoulder with relief, "You did a good job."
He half-knelt down, his eyes level with the restrained young man.
"Male, about 25 years old, your work clothes are not new and even a little old, but very clean. You have worked in Suzuki Group for a long time, your family is poor, your life is difficult, and your low education makes it impossible for you to find a decent job, but you love life."
Kitahara Yuki patted the young man's stunned face, stood up again, and leaned against the wall lazily, looking listless.
"But the calluses on your hands are very strange. These are not hands that have been working for a long time. You are more like a poker-faced magician. Only when you are absolutely weak will you show a different expression. Who are you?"
Sikawa Rin released his grip on the young man.
The young man sat cross-legged on the ground in frustration, and said with a sullen face: "You guessed it! It's unnecessary to ask me who I am!"
"Okay, Kaitou Kidd." Kitahara Yuki followed suit and winked at Sikawa Rin, who picked up Kaitou Kidd's collar and dragged him into the corner.
After confirming that the bodyguard in suit who had been attracted by the movement had left, Kitahara Yuki focused his attention on Kaitou Kid again.
His toes were pointed outward, his muscles were tense, and he looked like he wanted to escape. However, the facial muscles were well controlled and did not reveal any emotion.
"Help me." Kitahara Yuki pointed at Rin Sugawa and said to the standing thief Kid, "Disguise him."
"That's not the attitude of you asking for help." Kid patted his dusty clothes and complained.
Kitahara Yuki ignored him and continued to put forward his own requirements, "It should be similar to the current one, change some small details, but it can't be recognized by others."
If any other adults who have worked here were here, they would say in a mocking tone - damn Party A, please put your unreasonable requirements into the scarecrow's head!
Unfortunately, the person standing in front of Kitahara Yuki was the inexperienced thief Kid. Although the high school student looked strange, he nodded and agreed out of formality.
"Also I need a duckbill cap."
The thief Kid took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Please say it all at once!"
Kitahara Yuki made a gesture of closing his mouth, indicating that he had finished all his requests. He stared into Kid's eyes, and when the dark eyes looked at a person seriously, there was a sense of innocence and coldness.
Kid clicked his tongue and turned his head away, "It's not suitable to disguise here, follow me. And I will only help you once."
Kitahara Yuki nodded good-temperedly.
Sugawa Rin stared at the back of the thief Kid's head, observing his every move, and glanced at Kitahara Yuki with her peripheral vision, "Is this what you call making friends on the spot?"
Facts have proved that the indifferent Mr. Mafia is very talented in creating the deaths of teammates.
The footsteps stopped, and the two of them stopped as well. ,
a utility room, the space is small, not suitable for three people to enter.
Then two people go in. Kitahara Yuki leaned against the closed door, temporarily acting as a bodyguard for the two inside.
"Why are you here?"
Kitahara Yuki looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a bodyguard in a suit, 180 cm tall.
Oh, it was the bodyguard who was assigned to the same group with them. What was his excuse for leaving before?
"Didn't you say you were going to smoke a cigarette and come back? Why are you here, and there is another one?"
Kitahara Yuki clearly heard the slight noise in the utility room through the door. He bent his legs and kicked the door lightly, signaling the high school student inside to relax.
Kitahara Yuki, who had never smoked before, said calmly: "He has a stomachache and went to the bathroom."
Go straight to the left for 50 meters and there is a bathroom, which is a good reason.
"Then what are you doing here?"
Continuous rhetorical questions are a commonly used interrogation technique by the police. This discovery made Kitahara Yuki temporarily put aside his displeasure at being offended. He turned sideways to distance himself from the bodyguard. This position allowed him to observe the other person better.
He is about 35 years old, 180cm tall, with Asian appearance, tight muscles, regular posture and sharp eyes. It is obvious that he has received professional training. FBI Japanese police? veterans
The conditions are insufficient and the answer cannot be deduced at the moment.
The mystery within reach stimulated Kitahara Yuki's beating nerves. He slowly closed his eyes, restrained the overly excited emotions in his eyes, and said in a flat tone, "Mr. Teammate, are you interested in going to the smoking room to chat and have a cigarette?"
The other party nodded without hesitation and followed Kitahara Yuki.
This reaction made Kitahara Yuki's footsteps pause for a moment.
The other party came for him -
the smoking room.
There was no one, but the strong smell of smoke made Kitahara Yuki frown subconsciously, and his throat itched slightly. He leaned against the back of the sofa with an indifferent expression until his teammate handed him a bottle of water.
Kitahara Yuki took it and twisted it naturally. After feeling the resistance of the bottle cap being twisted open for the first time and the sound of a click, he felt relieved to drink a mouthful of water.
He pretended to touch the cigarette in his pocket and said with regret: "Sorry, I forgot to bring cigarettes."
"It's okay, I brought them." The other party handed over a cigarette with a normal expression and a slightly embarrassed tone.
Kitahara Yuki refused with a cold face, "I'm not used to smoking this kind of cigarette."
- Coquettish little devil. The other party thought so in his heart. Putting away the cigarette, he warned: "Okay, we have to start working, when can your friend come over?"
Kitahara Yuki did not answer.
There was a timely knock on the door. Kitahara Yuki opened the door of the smoking room and followed Sugawa Rin without looking back. The latter put a duckbill cap on Kitahara Yuki's head.
The three of them passed by the jewelry showroom and saw a group of people gathered inside. The camera was facing the "Lady in the Sky".
Kitahara Yuki pressed the hat on his head and glanced at Sugawa Rin again. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses, and his mouth and eye shapes were adjusted. He looked more like a guy with a blood relationship with Sugawa Rin, and he would not be mistaken for Sugawa Rin.
"This technique is really good."
Sugawa Rin nodded, obviously agreeing with this sentence.
Walking quickly all the way, Kitahara Yuki paid attention to the movements around him. Ten minutes later, the three of them quickly arrived at the station.
Kitahara Yuki and Sikawa Rin stood on one side, and the 180 bodyguards formed their own group.
"You know him." Sichuan Rin whispered. He stood very straight, his muscles tense, his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand gently rested on his waist.
Kitahara Yuki's eyes lingered on Sikawa Rin's waist for a moment. That position was Kikura.
He put his hand on Sikawa Rin's left wrist, pressed it gently but not too hard, and said in a breathy voice: "Relax, I'll be fine."
Obviously, these words successfully comforted Sikawa Rin, and his eyes lingered on Kitahara Yuki's hand holding his wrist.
Very white and soft.
The scarlet eyes were a little out of focus.
Until Kitahara Yuki's voice sounded. The extremely low voice with just the right temperature collided with the warming earlobes, "I know him, his familiar attitude when dealing with me, and his understanding of my living habits..."
Kitahara Yuki glanced at the 180 bodyguard who was watching this side with his peripheral vision. He didn't even hide it. He wished he could guess his identity. After all, this guy had hidden everything except his face from Kitahara Yuki.
The image of someone wearing an apron flashed through his mind very quickly.
"But I don't recognize this face," Kitahara Yuki smiled shyly, and quickly suppressed the corners of his mouth, "This guy must want me to cooperate with him. He is not the type to appear in front of me blatantly. I won't do as he wishes!"
The incident began to become confusing, with no less than four forces involved on the spaceship.
"I understand." Rin Sugawa nodded and took a step forward to block the sight of the 180 bodyguards.
Kitahara Yuki didn't mind and even took a step forward, using Rin Sugawa's body to block the increasingly blatant sight from the opposite side. He turned on his phone and the interface jumped to the live broadcast of the TV station.
A large barrage of [Lord Kidd! ] made the phone a little stuck, and Kitahara Yuki frowned and turned off the barrage.
The camera was scanning the surroundings, and he saw Conan and his group, as well as the police officers who were maintaining order.
Suddenly, Kitahara Yuki frowned, and his eyes stayed on a waitress - the sense of disharmony that could not be ignored, what was the problem?
The camera quickly left, and a short second could not allow him to analyze useful information.
Kitahara Yuki put away his phone and looked up to meet Rin Sugawa's inquiring gaze. The other party had many questions, but he held back and probably asked a question.
"Can you tell me the purpose of your coming here?"
He even used a negotiating tone.
Kitahara Yuki sighed. He was most afraid of making friends with this kind of people. He really couldn't bear to do it. "Just confirm some things. I'll explain to you after we get off the spaceship."
After a pause, Kitahara Yuki continued: "Protect yourself. I'm not the only one in the quagmire. You know, apart from this brain, I can't do anything to help you. However, in the face of absolute martial arts value, this brain is not worth mentioning."
Sugawa Rin laughed briefly. "Before saying that, you need to look at the difference in our physical values."
Kitahara Yuki:...
What is the comparison between a physical value of 40 and a physical value of 95?
"It's hard to say. Generally, when we calculate the average, we need to remove the lowest and highest."
The lowest is Xiaoguang's 30. Remove 30 and 95, and we will only have 40.
Kitahara Yuki complained in a low voice, "I don't care about logic. Anyway, our average physical fitness is 40!"