Chapter 205 Winter is Coming

Seeing that he didn't get a response, Toru Amuro knew that the guy in front of him must have recognized him.

When they were in the police academy, they often teased Kasugawa Shugo that he had a "dog nose" and could quickly identify anyone who approached by smell. According to the guy, the smells of the others were different and easy to recognize. If he was asked to describe what they smelled like, he would stammer for a long time and couldn't explain it.

It was probably a special ability that belonged to this guy.

Sure enough, after he let go of his hand and turned on the light in the warehouse, he turned around and met a pair of dead fish eyes with the words "speechless" written all over them.

I don't know how Kasugawa Shugo managed to make such an expression with his big, round eyes. Seeing that there was no one around, he simply took off the criminal mask on his face, and poked the other person with his hand, and said in a long tone, "Please, you are addicted to acting, right? You scared me so much that I almost took action - do you service staff also have to wear masks?"

The man in front of him, wearing a bourbon three-piece suit, wore thin gloves like a real waiter. The shirt and black vest that were similar to those on the train at that time perfectly outlined his figure, and the gems tied at the bow tie made the person sitting in the wheelchair sigh. He

really deserves to be the most popular guy in the forum, but it's a pity that the baby face is blocked behind the mask. If it is exposed, the lethality will probably double.

"Except for those responsible for checking invitations and luggage, everyone else was required to wear this kind of mask, but compared to the ones the guests received, the style is much simpler." As he said this, Toru Amuro took off the mask on his face and handed it to the other party.

Kasugawa Shugo took it and compared it with his own. Sure enough, theirs was just an ordinary white mask without those complicated patterns on it.

"Where did you guys get the script?" After getting his mask back, the blond-haired, dark-skinned man finally remembered the scene he had just seen outside the door, and found it funny for a moment, "They can even act in a TV drama."

"When we visited the Matsunaga family a few days ago, we saw a more exciting live version." Recalling what he saw at the time, the police officer pretending to be a young master in a wheelchair twitched his lips, "Anyway, everyone here is on guard, so why not make a scene right away so that they can recognize their identities and relax their vigilance."

"After you acted out that scene when you entered the door, their suspicions should be reduced a lot. However, I think you enjoyed it quite a lot." Amuro Toru looked helpless. This was how he looked when Hagiwara Kenji and his gang dressed up as guys with slow brains and broke into the hijacked convenience store in the police academy.

"I'm enjoying it, but Hagiwara may not be...right, butler?"

Toru Amuro and Shugo Kasugawa, who had already sensed someone approaching outside, turned their heads at the same time. The man with half-long hair in a butler's uniform who happened to open the door twitched his lips and finally couldn't pretend anymore. He took a few steps over and pressed down hard on the furry hair of the man in the wheelchair, his voice full of threats, "You actually came here, it's so hard for me to find you, young master."

Hagiwara Kenji held the mobile phone in his hand, but the screen was indeed black. In the center, there were several dots of different colors that were about to overlap, indicating the location of Toru Amuro.

Kasugawa Shugo immediately shrank his neck, "We agreed before boarding that we would not get angry no matter how we acted!"

"Luckily I got to be the scapegoat. If Xiao Zhenping was the butler, you would be in trouble after the mission... But only the two of you guys with curly hair can play brothers." The man with semi-long hair rubbed the other's curly hair vigorously for a few times, and then remembered that he had to formally, "Did you bring the things?"

"Hey, hey—" Officer Kasugawa narrowed his eyes immediately, feeling that some factors engraved in his DNA in the past seven years have been stirred up by this sentence, "You really look like you are doing some black goods trading, okay? As a drug police officer, I really want to give you two a pair of handcuffs..."

As the only member of the organization who did not have to have his luggage checked when boarding the ship, the equipment of everyone on the ship was transported on board by Amuro Toru alone, and then distributed to others during the handover. Now, at the feet of this guy carrying various illegal devices is a small box with a wine label printed on it, just like the many smugglers that Kasugawa Shugo has caught. The

'smuggler' opened the box, and the first layer was the most illegal thing on the entire cruise ship. The officer in the wheelchair recognized the pistol that had accompanied him for seven years at a glance. He picked it up with sparkling eyes, put it on his waist, and covered it with a wider coat.

"Don't just take your own gun." The commander of this operation knocked on him and took out the other two guns. "This is Matsuda and that..."

Amuro Toru hesitated for a moment, obviously doubting the partner who was only in the first grade of elementary school. Is it appropriate to carry a gun? However, since he is involved in the operation, and the boy is already 17-year-old Kudo Shinichi, there is no problem with a gun. "And that little detective. Only your clothes can hide so many things."

So Kasugawa Shugo put three guns on his body, and changed from a handsome young master with a gun to an accomplice of smuggling.

He curled his lips and simply went over to study other things with Hagiwara Kenji next to him. The latter took out several earrings from it, twitched his mouth and said, "What is this?"

Each of these earrings has a different style and looks no different from ordinary ones. Some are more exaggerated earrings, and some are just ordinary earrings with very low-key tones. There is no connection between them.

"This is an invention of Dr. Agasa, an ear-drop-shaped intercom that can be hung on the ear, and can be used as an ear clip and an earring." Toru Amuro dutifully introduced the functions to them, "It has a positioning function."

"That doctor is really amazing..." Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help but sigh. He looked down at the screen of his mobile phone, and saw that the dots representing the positioning on the screen were squeezed together. Kasugawa Shugo was holding the locator and controlling the wheelchair to slide a long way back. Except for the one that Toru Amuro had already worn on his ear, the other dots all moved a little to the side.

"......What is this?"

The man with semi-long hair was about to turn off his phone, but when he adjusted the enlarged positioning interface back to the initial value, he saw a dark dot on the other side of the ship. After he asked, he remembered that he had said in the previous meeting that this time, Amuro Toru's main partner was a member of an organization that would provide information to the public security, "Cointreau...?"

"Yeah." Amuro Toru paused and nodded, "He should be in the lounge at the bow now."

"So you two are now... uh... a waiter duo?" Hagiwara Kenji twitched his lips, obviously unable to connect the legendary killer who was decisive in killing and stabbed Shugo with the word waiter. This feeling was as shocking as when he found out that the first place in the police academy was working in a cafe.

The blond-haired, dark-skinned man who was used to being a waiter also had a subtle expression. He turned his head and coughed a few times, "...sort of."

Probably every member of the organization cannot escape the fate of being a waiter. I hope that Gin can be competent for this profession one day. However, this guy doesn't seem to be suitable for wearing this type of waiter clothes. What other options are there for this type of waiter clothes? There are only the more common suit-like decorations, the Chinese-style clothes in Chinese restaurants, or the maid shop...

etc...!

Imagining this silver-haired top killer wearing a maid outfit and playing the role of a waiter pouring wine for customers, Amuro couldn't help shuddering, and his expression went blank.

Just thinking about it... I feel like I'm going to die.

"Shugo." Kenji Hagiwara frowned, as if he didn't want to make it clear under such circumstances, but he still couldn't help asking more, "He should be... Tsukiyama's missing brother, right?"

"Ah..." Kasugawa Shugo was stunned when he didn't expect the other party to suddenly ask this question. He subconsciously reached out and touched the long scar on his neck that had been covered with a disguise tool. He didn't know how to respond for a moment, "I haven't had much contact with him, but I'm 80% sure... it should be him. The eyes of the two brothers can be said to be exactly the same, right...?"

Fortunately, this time both passengers and waiters were required to wear masks, and the smaller opening at the eyes could perfectly block the familiar curve at the eyes, making it impossible to recognize them.

"You were distracted by this discovery and had your throat cut, right?" Hagiwara Kenji looked at him.

"I think he recognized me, too." Kasugawa Shugo paused, then explained. He was a little afraid that his friend would anger Jundu because of this uncontrollable "I beat myself" drama. The man put down his hand that was touching his neck, "If you didn't recognize me, maybe you would have to go to the cemetery every month to give me...hiss!"

"Don't say such unlucky words." Amuro Toru's face was dark, and he hit him on the head vigorously, "Don't you guys hate such words the most? You don't let us say it, but you say it happily."

"This is not an unlucky word, it's just a hypothesis--" Kasugawa Shugo dragged on and complained, "Didn't I apply for the police academy just to help Asari find his relatives? Although it was a coincidence, at least I found them, and I'm fine. This is not a good thing."

"It's a good thing that he was sent to the ICU with his throat slit. You really are..." Hagiwara Kenji glanced at him helplessly, put away the exaggerated earrings in his hand, and said to Amuro Toru, "Is it possible that he... could..."

"Not sure yet." Knowing that his friend was asking how Junto would deal with it after everything was over, the blond-haired and dark-skinned man lowered his eyes, "He has too many lives on his hands, it's hard to completely... Jingguang and I will do our best."

No one wants such a person to finally get rid of the quagmire that has entangled him for decades, but can only wait for the judgment of the law, and finally end up like those real murderers.

As if it was too heavy to talk about this now, Kenji Hagiwara simply changed the subject, and while putting on the things he was going to bring to others, he continued in a half-joking tone, "How do you two get along? You did this to his brother, and he shouldn't have come up and punched you."

"Hey, hey... can you guys please hope for me?" Amuro looked at the other party with speechless half-moon eyes, feeling that he should not have told these friends about meeting Yutani Mia at the foreign villa. "But if I must say... he is a very good subordinate."

It can even be said that he is too good.

No matter what the task or request is, as long as it can be done and there is no problem with the logic and arrangement of the task, he will not ask. As long as he takes it, he will complete it well. Some problems on the details will be sent together with the email notifying "completed". No wonder he can get such attention from that gentleman. If he were the boss, he would like to arrange all things for such a subordinate.

It has been a long time since I have been so relieved. If I didn't know that it is impossible now, Amuro Toru would like to let this member who can be said to be the top 1 in execution give special training to his subordinate Kazami Yuya.

However...living his daily life in the "subordinate" mode is also a problem. Even if the public security can relax, it is a big challenge for Yutani Miu, who is almost polished into a so-called "weapon" by the organization, to truly adapt and return to a normal life.

But he believed that Asari was fully capable of doing this job. Whether it was for Yutani Misaki who had just escaped from the previous shadow, or for Tsukiyama Asari who had lost his brother Asuka Kiri, the company of blood-related relatives was probably the most appropriate.

"Okay, Hiiragi... the young master and I will leave first." Hagiwara Kenji waved his hand and quickly entered the role-playing mode just now. He supported Kasugawa Shugo's wheelchair and interrupted Amuro Toru's thoughts, "Contact me through the headset if you have anything."

"Okay, contact me through the headset." Amuro Toru touched the earrings on his ears with his hand and said, "We have to find Rum as soon as possible. If we wait until we get to that island, things will be a lot more troublesome. But be careful, Rum is very cautious."

"Don't worry, we won't make any trouble." Kasugawa Shugo nodded at him, "See you in the restaurant later."

He originally thought that he would be able to see this part-time waiter again at lunch, but he didn't expect that there were very few people in the restaurant at noon. Only Maori Kogoro and his group and a few other people came together. Most of the guests were resting in the room. It was not until the evening that the ship full of important people really became lively.

The restaurant at night was almost completely different from the lunch. The transparent windows on the top floor were all opened, exposing the restaurant on the top floor directly under the starry sky.

Tsukiyama tilted his head and looked inside. He had to admit that if it weren't for those missions and the strange mask on his face, this trip would be comfortable just looking at the scenery and facilities of this voyage.

As if to increase some unnecessary privacy, the seats were surrounded by translucent long curtains, temporarily blocking those obscure sightlines. The lady who introduced herself as "Masaya" in the morning naturally continued to sit with Maori Kogoro, chatting about some trivial topics.

Edogawa Conan had already put the hand that once belonged to Suemitsu Sosuke on his waist. When he took the gun from Kasugawa Shugo, he rubbed the engraving on the lower side with his fingers. Even now, the fingertips that touched the name seemed to be slightly hot. Okiya Subaru still had the same expression, eating the dish in front of him.

The masks of several people were still on their faces, but the ones under their eyes had been removed and put aside. The people who organized this banquet seemed to want them to cover their faces strictly outside their own guest rooms, and even took this into consideration.

"This uncle..."

Listening to Maori Kogoro repeatedly telling the girl in an evening dress next to him that he was one of the few cases in which he participated in the whole process while awake, Edogawa Conan muttered speechlessly.

Looking at the boy's childish appearance, Tsukiyama Chaori poked his head with a bit of amusement.

"Come to think of it, Mr. Maori." After putting the steak into his mouth, Masaya asked casually, "Were you invited to attend this banquet, or..."

"If you ask this, I should say that I was commissioned by someone else, but... the gentleman who sent me the invitation letter to invite me to come hasn't contacted me yet." Maori Kogoro paused, as if he finally realized what his job was, "Yes, I haven't contacted him yet..."

"I'm afraid Mr. Maori can't contact him." The woman's eyes narrowed, and when she cut the steak again, it was as if she was cutting off someone's flesh and blood.

Her face hidden under the mask looked a little eerie because of this action, which made Kogoro Mori stunned and put down the wine glass in his hand, "What do you mean we can't get in touch?" "

It turns out that Mr. Mori doesn't know the rules of this time."

Putting the words "rules" and "banquet" together sounded very strange, making the atmosphere of this banquet even weirder because of the mandatory masks. "Each invitee will receive three invitations. No matter what method is used, even if you find someone else to replace... there must be three people with these three invitations to board the ship. If the invitations delivered to each person are not used... that would be terrible."

"Terrible... what does that mean?" Conan Edogawa became alert instantly and looked at the woman opposite who was hinting at something.

"Only a mouse who doesn't fit in would avoid such a party. If you don't come, wouldn't you be admitting your 'unsociability' and... 'betrayal'?" The woman deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the last word. "The guy who asked you to come must have been afraid to come to this ship, but he didn't dare not use the three invitations that belonged to him, so he found you, a famous detective, to replace him." "

After all, when the great detective appeared in the news reports, he was always accompanied by that beautiful daughter and this little boy in a suit, exactly three people...but the girl with long hair didn't come today."

Masaya looked up at the boy who was secretly alert, and turned his attention to Tsukiyama Asari to the side, who didn't seem to be very interested in the content of their conversation, with a dim look in his eyes.

"You guys..." Maori Kogoro choked, as if he didn't feel the atmosphere was wrong, "You rich people have such a group."

Tsukiyama Asari was putting the sweet wine with the meal into his mouth, and he almost spit out the apple-scented wine.

How did this famous detective, who is always confused, equate the highly suggestive words such as "rat", "betrayal" and "unsociable" with a small group? ! As long as the organization's behavior is linked to a small group, it feels like the former's level has dropped a lot...

He quickly used his wine glass to cover the smile on his lips, thinking that it was inappropriate to laugh in this situation, so he wanted to open the forum to see the details that were magnified by the comics before to divert his attention, but he didn't expect that when he opened it, he saw a maid costume Gin that was quickly drawn by an extremely fast artist after reading the plot just now.

Maid costume Gin!!

Tsukiyama Asari quickly turned his head away, and then grabbed Edogawa Conan's hand under the table to prevent his shoulders from shaking with laughter.

......?

Conan Edogawa looked at the confused detective in front of him, then turned around to look at Tsukiyama Asari who was pulling his hand hard, lowering his head and trying hard to suppress his smile, and Okiya Subaru who was enjoying the scenery and food next to him. He just felt that among this group of people, he, a high school student with a childish look, was the most mature one.

It took Kogoro Mouri a while to notice the other description. He frowned and asked, "Why are you afraid to get on this ship? This kind of scenery is rare, and the wine is so delicious."

"Who knows, maybe this ship will eventually sink to the bottom of the sea while we are sleeping at night." Masaya wiped the corners of her mouth with the handkerchief beside her and stood up. She only ate a little of the medium-rare steak in front of her, and there were bright red bloodstains on the cut. "I'm done."

As she said that, she stood up and walked around Kogoro Mouri. Tsukiyama Asari, who was watching the show, stiffened and felt that the woman who looked like Rum walked past a few empty seats and stopped behind her.

"But speaking of good wine, I heard that the wine in the bar on the first floor is more fragrant than here, and the skills of the bartender there are praised by the most picky wine manager on the ship."

Too close...

Yueshan frowned inwardly. At this distance, he could feel the other person's curly hair and the hot air exhaled when talking and gently sprinkled on his neck.

"Do you have the guts to come, Mr. Maori?" The woman stretched out her hand, held the shoulder of the man in front of her, and added, "And this gentleman."

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