Chapter 83 Jundu Chapter · Exciting Sound

Fell out of the closet, Yu Gu Miao was directly dragged and smashed into the other party's arms. Morobushi Jingguang was knocked back by the impact, and changed from squatting next to the closet to sitting on the floor.

The black hair swept across Morobushi Jingguang's abdomen through the cloth. He stretched out his hand to lift the man up, and the hair rubbed along the abdomen to the chest.

He looked down, and from the angle of looking down, he could only see the man's straight nose and curly, slightly trembling eyelashes. The black hair that was so dark that it didn't reflect light blocked most of his sight.

This angle made the man look younger, even a bit like the younger brother at home who was coaxed again and again after making a fuss, and finally hugged his brother reluctantly.

Zhu Fu Jingguang tried to move the hand that was not holding the other person's body closer to the back of the neck. The man, who would have been alerted by the wind, did not notice the hand that was about to touch his most fatal neck, or maybe he noticed it but did not want to pay attention to it.

It was a very strange feeling. His eyes sank slightly.

A beast was resting in his arms, with its neck exposed without reservation.

As long as he wanted, Zhu Fu Jingguang could do anything in this posture. He could quickly twist the man's hands behind his back. Because of the posture, Yu Gu Miao's calves were still in the closet, and it was not easy to exert force. From the touch just now, there was no weapon hidden in the clothes.

In other words, as long as his hands were controlled, this person would completely lose the ability to resist.

He could pin the man against his legs right now, tie his hands behind his back, strangle his jaw and neck, pry open Yu Gu Miao's teeth with his fingers, and take a closer look at what the guy had done to his gums.

Then, if the two were close enough, after treating his wounds, Morobushi Jingguang would give him a severe scolding.

But...

if he really did that, the hedgehog that had just been willing to get closer would probably shrink back immediately and never want to come out again. The man stopped reaching for the other person's neck and instead stroked the back of the man's head.

It's strange, this man who usually looks cold has such soft hair, Morobushi Jingguang said in a daze.

Not knowing that he had escaped death because he was not close to that person, and was not executed here, Yu Gu Miao closed his eyes and let himself press his face against Morobu Jingguang, feeling his warm body temperature through the fabric for a moment. It's

so hot. Yu Gu Miao thought subconsciously.

The man took off his coat, and the long sleeves inside were very thin. He didn't know what kind of physique this guy had, or maybe his body temperature was too low. Yu Gu Miao just felt like he was sticking to a stove.

He hated fire, but this temperature was surprisingly not annoying.

The temperature made Yu Gu Miao's eyes and brain begin to sink, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. This sleepiness was not like the suffocating feeling of being pulled down and wrapped in the mud when he fell asleep in the closet just now. Instead, it was gentle, more like lying quietly on the beach and being wrapped in the clear blue water under the sun.

For a while, he really wanted to let himself fall asleep.

Yu Gu Miao gritted his teeth and finally forced himself to break free from the gentle sleepiness that swept over him. He finally rubbed the fabric carefully with the tip of his nose. When he opened his eyes again, his cold gray eyes no longer had any other emotions.

It's okay, I've rested enough.

He first propped up his upper body, placed his hands on the cold floor, and then held onto the cabinet door, slowly standing up. His legs had been curled up for a long time without any movement, and it was a bit strenuous to suddenly support the weight of his entire body, but the man stood up steadily.

Leng Bai's fingers passed through the black hair, and all the messy hair in front of Yu Gu Miao's forehead was pulled back to the back of her head. Then, due to gravity, it fell down and brushed across the corners of her eyebrows, causing a slight itch on that skin.

How did this guy make his pajamas look like a suit? Zhu Fu Jingguang unconsciously rubbed his fingertips, which still retained the temperature of the other person's skin, and thought with some amusement.

Although he ran away so quickly, it was still a small progress.

"Boil a kettle of hot water." Yu Gu Miao's voice came from outside. His back was straight, and the pitiful image of him curled up in the closet just now disappeared. He stood next to the wine cabinet with his arms folded, his eyes lingering on every bottle of wine, and he didn't know what he was looking for.

Being instructed by the other party so rudely, Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and went to the kitchen to boil a kettle of hot water. The water boiled quickly, and he held the kettle steadily and placed it on the bar.

"Sit down." Yu Gu Miao moved the kettle closer to him.

With his promise, the man sat down on the chair next to the bar, put his hands on the table, and watched the other party take out an unopened bottle of Scotch whisky from the wine cabinet.

Should I be thankful that this guy at least still knew to put the quilt in the closet and was interested in making cocktails? Morobushi Jingguang's eyes left the other person's hand and moved to the row of bottles and jars next to the bartender.

There were ice cubes in the small refrigerator, and he saw sugar, salt, lemon juice, etc., and then saw a small bottle of honey in the corner, "Can honey be used to make cocktails?"

He asked.

Yu Gu Miao did not respond. He slowly put on white gloves and moved the small bottle of honey over with his fingertips. The thick honey-colored slurry poured out of the glass jar, pulling out a thin line and accumulating at the bottom of the glass.

Then came the whiskey and hot water. When the hot water filled two-thirds of the glass, he reached out his hand and Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was sitting at the bar, handed him the stirring spoon.

He took the slender stirring spoon, mixed the three together, squeezed in the lemon juice, and finally put in the cinnamon stick and lemon slices.

Hot Toddy? Although this kind of wine is milder than the others, it is still made with whiskey as the base wine. After Yutani Mia inserted the lemon slices as decoration on the wall of the glass, Morobushi Kagemitsu said, "You can't drink... Just a little bit, drink up to here at most."

He pointed his finger at a place that was not much lower than the liquid surface.

Yu Gu Miao raised her eyebrows because of his words, and her red lips stretched out. The living room was particularly bright because of the reflection of the moonlight and the lights outside the window. It was not like the bedroom that looked like a haunted house just now, but it really looked like a bar with a very atmospheric feeling.

The man put on the gloves again, and the semi-permanent glasses were not hanging on the bridge of his nose. He just put his fingers on the bottom of the cup and gently pushed it in front of Zhu Fu Jingguang. His fingertips tapped on the bar, "Why don't you think it's for you?"

"I thought you would..." Zhu Fu Jingguang paused and looked up at the man. He remembered that he had a slight nasal congestion since he woke up today, probably the prelude to a cold in this season with changeable climate.

Hot Toddy can not only dispel cold, but it is also said to cure minor colds.

He felt that this guy's mind was probably a straight line, and he wanted to repay everything. Before, he helped him conceal the fragile mumbling in the interrogation room, and Yu Gu Miao helped him fake his death. He was "threatened" by Amuro Toru to collect intelligence for him, and he passed it half-truthfully under the instruction of the public security, and that person told him a lot of secrets of the organization. This time, he rested in his arms for a while, and the next second he repaid him with a glass of Hot Toddy with a hidden meaning of care.

It was as if there was only the word "equivalent exchange" in his world, and unequal care and kindness frightened him more than knives and guns.

After pushing away the glass of wine, Yu Gu Miao turned around and took out another glass, trying to cover up, without facing the other party's gaze. He took out an ice ball from the freezer, added a glass of Scotch whisky to it, and put it into his mouth amid the disapproving gazes of the other party.

The liquor only moistened his lips and rolled around in his mouth without even swallowing.

He put down the wine glass.

Zhu Fujingguang's eyes changed from disapproval to approval. He stood up with a smile, went to the kitchen to get the box of sweet soup he brought, and put it on the bar.

The insulated box was out of tune with this exquisite bar.

"Intelligence..." Yu Gu Miao was about to speak when he saw him pick up the Hot Toddy and even smiled and touched the edge of the wine glass and the food box.

......?

Yu Gu Miao was about to ask about the recent intelligence.

The image and mysterious aura that he had worked so hard to create disappeared instantly because of the other party's somewhat childish behavior. The man felt that the temptation and threat that he was about to blurt out were stuck in his throat, unable to come out or go in. In the end, he could only purse his lips in silence and pick up the food box.

It was not very sweet, but light and a little thick. He licked his lips, and the scarlet tip of his tongue briefly touched the air before hiding back.

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused. He thought of the wound in the man's mouth that had not yet healed, and suddenly he lost his appetite.

Forget it. Yu Gu Miao's eyes fell on the man's obviously tired eyebrows, and finally swallowed his words. Let him have a good rest for a while, and I will look at the intelligence after he leaves.

They could have huddled together to keep warm at night, but they couldn't find any common topics to talk about. The two of them drank in silence, waiting until Morobushi Jingguang finished the warm wine in the cup and took the cup and the thermos box that Yu Gu Miao had put down early to the sink to wash them. He finally spoke.

"I should go now."

Yu Gu Miao arranged the wine rack and responded with an ambiguous hum.

He was not prepared to get any normal response. Morobushi Jingguang walked to the door and put on his shoes. At the moment he turned the doorknob, he still couldn't help but turn his head to look in the direction of the living room.

From a distance, Yu Gu Miao's facial features were blurred. The whole person seemed to be composed of only three colors: black, white, and red. Black and white occupied the vast majority, and the lips were the only bright color. The shadow was infinitely extended under the microwaved, oblique light. The shaking and twisted lines were very much like the kind of ferocious monster that would crawl out of the closet in a child's fantasy.

Morobushi Jingguang thought of the wound, the painkillers, the empty refrigerator, and the cage-like shutters.

When he closed this door, the guy would swallow the painkillers again, shrink back into the narrow darkness, and be firmly framed by several lines that could not be broken. As long as the organization did not disappear, he would not be able to really pull the man out.

Morobushi Jingguang clenched his hands hanging by his legs into fists.

Standing at the bar, Yu Gu Miao watched the man leave and only felt that he suddenly stopped and turned to look at him. When the door finally closed from the outside, he threw himself into the soft sofa. Because of the warm sweet soup just now, he felt sleepy again.

The man couldn't help but yawn a little and slowly curled up on the sofa.

It was too cold.

If he had known earlier, he should have let himself sleep against Zhu Fu Jingguang. The sofa was really a bit cold, and he didn't have any idea of ​​going back to the closet for the time being.

The chill washed away the slight sleepiness he felt. He frowned and changed several positions on the sofa, but none of them were comfortable. Instead, his black shirt got messed up while he was dawdling. Finally, the man simply sat up, casually ruffled his messy black hair, and pulled back his slanted collar.

Leng Bai's fingers hooked the paper on the coffee table.

He read the not-so-much information on it in three lines, and pieced these fragments together with the information held by Suemitsu Sosuke, but still did not get the most critical clue.

It can only be said that Matsuo Kazushi's family is too good to hide.

I hope there will be some gains on the cruise ship this time. He doesn't want this man to be able to get off the cruise ship safely. It would be best if he is stuffed into a police car and sent to prison as soon as he comes back.

I have to find a chance to send the lunch box back to Tsukiyama Asari...

Thinking of this, he finally leaned on the sofa and fell asleep uneasily.

Compared with his vest, Tsukiyama Asari obviously slept much better. After drinking the bowl of mung bean potion porridge invented by the "potion expert" Yutani Miu, he was sweating all

over. He took the antipyretic medicine brought back by Fei Niao Wu and went back to rest. When he woke up the next morning, his symptoms were obviously much relieved. Except that he was still a little dizzy, he had no problem walking and moving.

After being dominated by a high fever for several days, the feeling of "regaining a new life" was really good. Tsukiyama Asari took a shower, washed off the sweat, and felt refreshed. He could chase the criminals for ten blocks like before.

The system, which had ignored him all night, said coldly at this moment.

[You should be thankful that you didn't burn your head after burning for so long.]

'You really are...' Tsukiyama Asari didn't know how to comment for a moment. He found it a little funny that the data was still making trouble, 'Will the data be twisted? Making trouble.'

Seeing that the other party didn't pay attention to his ridicule, he changed the topic to another place, 'Did you help me watch the forum last night?'

As he said this, Tsukiyama Asari casually swiped open the system screen, but saw on the homepage that the stickman representing the system was smoking in an extremely decadent posture, with match butts all over the floor.

If there wasn't another line drawn next to it, with the word "cigarette" marked on it, he really couldn't tell what this black line with a little red was.

'Other people's systems have all kinds of virtual avatars, why did you just make this thing?'

Yueshan reached inward and poked the screen, making the little man stagger. The latter fell to the ground with a "pop" sound while holding the cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes narrowed.

[This is called personality. You'd better read the forum and be mentally prepared.]

The man paused.

What does it mean to be mentally prepared? The reaction in the forum after the comic ended yesterday was not particularly intense... Could it be that some big shot analyzed something strange last night, or that the scene of transferring the pistol/gun was actually hinted at, and then it was picked out by the microscope in the forum when he fell asleep.

Tsukiyama Asari pursed his lips and opened the forum. [Run—Ah—

Asari

—Run—] [Ah ... [It’s over… It’s really over… I’m so scared that in the next chapter , Inspector Megure will show up at Asari’s house and check his body… ] [Is this the mutation line that Conan is going to face… Help… Save Asari] [My new wife is going to kill my old wife ahh ... [Sorry... I was too shocked to post these two pictures late] Having said that, the poster quickly posted two pictures below. In the comic, he was in a dark bedroom with a towel on his head, sleeping soundly, and was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door. The man in the picture stood up, his expression was a little dazed because of the high fever. He slowly walked to the door with the help of the wall, and did not look out through the cat's eye. He directly grasped the doorknob and opened the door. The door opened a crack, and outside. The round-eyed man with a duckbill cap slightly lifted his coat with his right hand, revealing half of the gun body, which was obviously a movement to take a gun. His pupil color was a little lighter than usual under the lighting of the underworld, completely losing the highlights, and the corners of his mouth were raised in an arc of indifference and interest. The comic ends here. I can only say... Kasugawa Shugo looks as bad as he can be. He is so evil that even if it is finally revealed that Yutani Miu is the Cointreau, people will still suspect that he is another kind of wine. The man who was originally quite active because his fever was finally getting better silently threw himself back on the bed. He leaned against the window and took a decadent posture like the stickman system on the screen. He said speechlessly, "How can it be like this... It was obviously finished at that time, but they still had to make up the scenes afterwards. "It's too... foul, isn't it? ! If this is okay, then can't you make up any scenes you want in the future? Fortunately, the part where Kasugawa Shugo delivered medicine to Hanedani Mia was not drawn. He could explain coming to his own house, but it was really hard to explain the part where he delivered medicine. But if he appeared in the next episode alive and kicking, then Kasugawa Shugo's identity would be entangled for a long time. No... maybe there would be more outrageous speculations on the forum. He struggled for a long time and decided not to be too lively when going on the cruise ship, and continued to pretend to be sick. Anyway, there shouldn't be anything he needs to do this time. After all, all four vests are here this time—— . 16:40 "Senior..." The man in waiter's clothes huddled in the corner, his tone excited, "Report, we have successfully arrived at the cabin and are mopping the floor now." The senior who was always calm in front of him was speechless for a moment, "...Actually, you can just go up with the invitation letter." "Didn't I just speak too quickly at the last banquet and say that I couldn't afford the ticket..." The man stroked his curly chestnut hair and smiled, "It's okay, it's easier to investigate this way. The identity of a waiter is easy to hide!" It's just that it's easy to collide with a certain blond-haired, dark-skinned guy. "Well, take care of yourself." After seven years of getting along, the senior already knew this guy's character very well. "If you come back and let me see any injuries that you could have avoided but got because of showing off..." "Just run around the General Affairs Office ten times--" the man replied with a smile, "Got it." I really hope you really know it. The senior was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his tone was very serious, "If necessary, you can shoot and kill the criminal." "...This mission is very important. He will go to the United States on the day after the cruise ends. If we don't catch him this time...we may never be able to bring him to justice." Outside was the sparkling sea, and the man holding the mobile phone smiled and stepped back. "Yes." Kasugawa Shugo straightened his back, "I promise to complete the mission." . 18:20 The old house was filled with the scent of sandalwood, like a dilapidated and old temple. The room that never sees light is gloomy and cold, like an abrupt haze that cannot be eliminated in the bright weather. The man sitting in the wheelchair is like a ghost guarding the old house. His bony fingers stroked the wooden low table inch by inch. He stood silently in front of the offerings without a spirit tablet, his pupils dilated. The man still stubbornly put on the wide black coat, as if he was always wearing a funeral dress that didn't fit him. He picked up the photo frame in silence, and after his eyes fell on the photo, he finally showed a gentle smile. In the photo, a familiar coat was hung in the crook of the arm by a man wearing an ordinary short-sleeved shirt. He was laughing and hugging the neck of the man next to him. It seemed that because this posture was awkward, the man being hugged had a speechless and disgusted expression, with dark red eyes exposed, not hiding the pure joy inside. The other five people did not look in the direction of the camera, but were fighting together, laughing at each other's appearance. He pulled out the photo, and there was handwriting on the back that did not belong to him at all. [Security Section 1 Special Assault Force 2nd Squadron Group Photo on February 14th The smile in the man's scarlet eyes gradually faded, and he stuffed the photo back into the frame and left the dim room directly. On the walls of the study, densely packed newspapers, information and drafts were posted, all covered with red markings. In the middle was a newspaper with a prominent title: "Matsuo Kazushi will exhibit all gems on the cruise ship". In the middle photo, the collector's gently smiling face was marked with a huge cross in red pen.

This newly released newspaper covered the paper that had been stuck in the middle of the back, and the words "... sacrifice, one seriously injured" were stubbornly revealed under the paper.

The man pushed open the heavy door, and the sun still poured on him. The car at the door had been waiting for a long time.

"Go to the pier." While speaking, Suemitsu Sosuke put the invitation letter in his hand back into his pocket.

. At

21:00

, only a few regulars would board the ship at such an early time.

The sea breeze blew with the smell of soil. The man wore a very stylish beret on his head, and under his long windbreaker were loose wide-leg pants and a sweater shirt.

Even after changing his outfit, the man still had a stern aura, like an aloof artist, with cold grey pupils peeking out from under the slightly wide black frames.

"Sir, please come in,"

said the waiter, who was wearing a reception uniform with a black crow embroidered on the chest. The sensor, which was not turned on at all, casually brushed against the drawing board and painting tools on the man's shoulder, and then brushed against his sleeves.

The knives and guns in the clothes did not cause it to cry out.

"The search is complete, here is your room key."

The man hooked his gloved fingers on the key ring, and did not respond, but frowned as he looked at the text message on his phone.

[Complete the task before the 3rd. ——GIN]

His fingers skillfully pressed the delete key, and in an instant the message disappeared in the sea of ​​data. The man's tongue unconsciously touched the last tooth, but the painkiller he had already swallowed did not make him feel any pain.

Yu Gu Miao walked towards the room

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23:12

"Wow, it's so big." The innocent and lively girl ran around on the deck, "Come and see, Ai!"

"So energetic." The white-haired inventor exclaimed beside him, and the white-haired boy beside him nodded slightly in response, with a worried look on his side, "Why don't we go back to the room and rest first?"

The man who was asked nodded, his face was obviously haggard and pale, and most of his face was blocked by the mask. It seemed that he didn't even have the energy to respond. He just coughed softly and waved to the group as a farewell.

After turning his back, Tsukiyama Asari, who used the system special effects to make himself look sickly, directly staged a pupil earthquake.

Forget about the classic characters like Edogawa Conan, Mori Ran, and Suzuki Sonoko. The Junior Detective Team and Dr. Agasa are here too. The most important thing is... why is the FBI here too? !

Why are there so many people? ! Why are they all here?

This ship... is bound to explode, right? It must be destroyed by a bomb!

How about going to the room first and practicing the escape process in advance?

(It is a daily update +1 extra update)

Chaoli: The person in question is regretful, very regretful, he should just sleep at home and let the vests play Titanic

Extra update -1 (Accounting I

was scared by yesterday's geography and nutrient solution orz

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(Note: If you don't have Jingguang's five-fold buff, you may be pinched and injured

Regarding the problem of tooth injuries, just take a look, read the article happily, don't worry about it so much qwq......