Chapter 820 Cadre Battle
As Vermouth listened, she actually felt that there was some truth in it.
Moreover, after hearing what Wu Zuo said, she suddenly remembered her colleagues who had been tortured a lot:
No wonder Uzo is always obsessed with attracting audiences to appreciate his "drama", and even seems to be unscrupulous in attracting people - this is probably because in Uzo's eyes, the "drama" he planned himself is actually very boring. The only interesting thing is the way the murderer and the deceased really struggle in hatred, and the audience's reaction to it.
"..." But even though she understood it, Vermouth did not give up her plan of "finding out what Usa wanted to do to Kogoro Mori."
She calmly put down the funny beer cup, crossed her arms over her chest, and added a little bait:
"Having said that, the unknown is always something to yearn for... After seeing the hard work behind the scenes, I might be able to gain more insights when I appreciate your 'art' in the future." - She was implicitly expressing that if Usa was willing to give her a spoiler about Kogoro Mori, then she would take the initiative to come and be an audience member, and would give a response that would satisfy Usa enough.
Jiang Xia looked at her silently.
"..." Why did he say it as if he really enjoyed "inviting others to watch the murder"? He was just trying to take advantage of his accomplices' physical condition.
As for whether these accomplices want to solve the case or watch the scene after the incident, it doesn't matter. As long as the case is solved, they can hide away and catch up on their sleep.
but……
Jiang Xia touched his chin thoughtfully.
——After Vermouth said this, it seemed as if "Uzo" was a cool villain who loved art.
It would be a waste if he said what he was thinking out loud and broke the atmosphere.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xia imitated what Vermouth had done just now, stroking the glass in his hand, looking up at the moonlight and pondering for a moment.
Then, under the other party's breathless gaze, he smiled sinisterly and spoke slowly: "If you want to know..."
He turned his head, hooked his fingers, and made a gesture to "listen carefully".
Vermouth's eyes lit up slightly and she moved closer.
Then she heard Wu Zuo whispering in her ear:
"Then guess for yourself."
At the end, he changed into the tone of a sunny high school student and said sincerely: "Come on!"
Then he ignored her and left gracefully with the cup of Coke.
Vermouth: "..."
“…………”
"#!"
…
Jiang Xia returned to his seat in front of the stage and continued to listen to the performance leisurely.
...Heh, she actually tried to tempt him with draft beer. What a naive woman.
Although Vermouth is indeed good at persuasion and seems to praise "Uzo" very highly, how could such a stylish villain like "Uzo" spoil the script himself?
Anyway, according to Jiang Xia's accumulated experience, all the villains who talk a lot and love to explain all died.
...Even if he is not a villain, he does not want to follow such an unseemly and uncool path just for a few sips of draft beer and the "onlookers" who don't really need it.
…
During a passionate confrontation between two mysterious and dangerous organization cadres.
On the other side, the center of their topic, Kogoro Mouri, had already walked to Shibahama Station drunkenly, ready to take the loop line back to Beikacho.
On the platform of Shibahama Station.
While waiting for the bus boredly, Kogoro Mouri looked up and looked at the clock at the station.
I realized it was only 7:30 in the evening.
"…It's still so early." He scratched the back of his head.
When drinking just now, Maori Kogoro felt that time was passing very slowly, and it must be eight or nine o'clock at least - it might be because he had not seen that old classmate for a long time, and when they met by chance, there was really not much to talk about. So just now, the two of them exchanged a few simple words, and then began to sit opposite each other awkwardly, drinking alone, and passing the day like years.
“……” If I had known it was only a little after seven, I should have had a second game.
Kogoro Mori thought of the bustling Shibahama town and hesitated to go back.
But at the same time, after getting drunk, he was really sleepy.
As I was struggling with this, the wind on the platform started to grow stronger.
——The vehicle entered the station.
Kogoro Mouri looked at the car door that opened in front of him, but finally shook his head and walked in.
——He drank a little too much today. One game is worth three games.
Since the car has just arrived, I might as well go home and take a rest.
…
Kogoro Mouri got on the bus, found a seat in the corner and sat down leaning against the armrest.
Being drunk, it is inevitable to feel sleepy. Shibahama Station is only five stops away from Beihua Station, so it won't take too long. Maori Kogoro wanted to play with his phone to refresh himself, but when he took out his phone, he remembered that it was out of battery. In the end, he could only sit there in a daze.
The end result was that before he even walked one stop, Kogoro Mouri was already drunk and snoring in sleep.
…
The loop line stopped at one station after another, and soon arrived at Beika-cho.
The gentle announcement of the station sounded, repeating itself. However, Maori Kogoro was sleeping like a burrito, not moving at all, and continued to snore without being woken up.
After a while, several children ran onto the bus.
Seeing this funny old man snoring with his mouth open, they gathered together and laughed. One of the naughty kids took out the candy he had bought earlier, opened one, and threw it into Maori Kogoro's mouth like a projectile.
Seeing that the drunk uncle just smacked his lips without much reaction, the children turned their attention away from him in boredom and started doing their own things.
…
As Kogoro Mori was sitting along the circular line.
Shibahama Town.
The joyful gathering continues at the newly opened rooftop restaurant.
After the band on the stage sang those classic songs, they sang some songs that were suitable for the occasion.
After the performance, a group of people with different styles came on stage - in addition to the band, the restaurant also invited some comedians.
…
Conan watched the performance, yawned secretly, and wanted to go home a little.
But when I turned around, I saw Mao Lilan still staring at the stage with shining eyes, as if she was waiting for an opportunity to ask for an autograph, and she even did not let go of the comedian.
Conan: “…”
Thinking that I had nothing to do tonight, I had no choice but to stay with her.
He took out his phone out of boredom and checked the news while eating, while his other hand reached for the smiley face potato pancakes on the plate.
But it came back empty-handed.
Conan was startled and looked up at the plate, only to find that the smiley face potato cakes were gone.
"......?" Why did he eat so fast? He had just taken a lot...
Conan looked around in confusion.
At a glance, I saw Jiang Xia sitting on the seat next to me, holding a potato cake with a bite taken out of it.
A closer look revealed some crumbs on the plate in front of Jiang Xia. That was definitely not the amount that could be dropped from a potato cake - Jiang Xia must have taken a lot from his plate while he wasn't paying attention.
(End of this chapter)
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