Three bowls, three pairs of chopsticks, three cups, and a plate.
and a used table.
While Akai Shuichi was cleaning, Edogawa Conan had already chased Kamishiro Kiyokazu up to the second floor, and his short legs did not catch up with him until the latter stopped.
"The Age of Gods!"
"exist."
Under the moonlight, the young man with picturesque features sat comfortably on the wicker chair on the terrace and responded lazily to him.
The night breeze is blowing.
There were three liang of flowers and plants planted on the terrace, and there seemed to be a very faint fragrance coming from it. Conan Edogawa's blue eyes flashed with thought, and suddenly his half-moon eyes appeared again, "Okay, I know that Bourbon is also your God, but also
Our relationship is good enough that I can cook for you... and for bourbon, is it bourbon?"
He climbed onto another wicker chair, sat down, and asked.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu nodded and gave a free piece of information: "Bourbon and rye - you can also call him Ley, that's Agent Akai, who was very difficult to deal with when we worked together at the winery, let alone the latter's undercover identity and defection."
It’s over.”
"When Mr. Akai was in the black organization, did he need to be taken seriously?" Thinking of Haibara's previous description, Edogawa Conan couldn't help complaining, "I know clearly that Mr. Akai has always been an undercover agent sent by the FBI, but still want to
Talking about 'defection'... I have always found this rhetoric to be very linguistically incorrect."
I have never been a member of the black organization, so how can I defect?
Unless the higher-ups of the organization have true feelings for Ley...
Hmm.
Think about it this way——
"A bit of an infatuated woman complaining about the déjà vu of a scumbag." Kiyowa Kamishiro's brain circuit overlapped and said the wonderful emotion of Edogawa Conan, "It is said that Agent Akai is indeed valued by the winery.
In a year or two, he got code or two as a core member. At that time, he was like Qinjiu No. 2, powerful and cold. If the lurking time is long enough, maybe he can really gain the power comparable to the piano wine.
?”
"But at that time, it was difficult to tell whether he was Rai or Akai Shuichi."
Edogawa Conan nodded thoughtfully.
indeed.
The credit of the black organization must have been actual killings and arson, and it is impossible to safely mix seniority.
"By the way, you hired him as a bodyguard?" Kamishiro Kiyoka changed the subject and asked with great interest, "How much does it cost?"
Edogawa Conan: "..."
For some reason, even though he had never been to some customary places, Jindai's attitude reminded him of a wealthy businessman who was about to ask someone to accompany him——
etc.
As an intelligence businessman who wanders in gray areas, Jindai must have been to many illegal places. Could it be that he really...
"Kandairo-san doesn't seem to have a good impression of me." A voice from inside the room interrupted Edogawa Conan's thoughts. After finishing his housework, Akai Shuichi walked onto the terrace with a helpless look on his face, "Can I ask why?"
"you guess?"
Akai Shuichi sat down on the empty wicker chair and thought thoughtfully: "Bourbon said bad things about me?"
While washing the dishes, because of the keyword "Bourbon", the FBI's ace had already remembered that this was not the first time he and Kamishiro Kiyokazu met.
——No wonder he feels that Kandairo Kiyokazu looks a bit familiar.
——I thought it was an illusion caused by the other person’s good looks.
When he was still a member of the black organization, he saw Bourbon and Kamishiro Kiyoka enjoying the cherry blossoms in the park.
At that time, he also had his girlfriend Mingmei by his side. Besides him and the Kamishiro boy, there was also a red-haired man beside Bourbon...
Forgive that black hair doesn't stand out so much between blondes and redheads.
After that encounter in the park, he tried to check the person who was traveling with Bourbon, but unfortunately he didn't find any results. As time went by, the investigation was dismissed.
At that time, he was in a deep undercover state. Because he lacked teammates and had no intelligence-related skills such as hacking, he might not even be able to find out the identity of an ordinary citizen, let alone a gray and black person.
Shuichi Akai lamented, "At that time, I also guessed that Kamidai-san was an ordinary friend who I met while working part-time in Bourbon."
Yes.
This was one of the reasons why he didn't investigate further.
The sunny young man who works part-time jobs in Bourbon has always been very popular.
Kamishiro Kiyowa seemed puzzled: "Why didn't you guess it was Shirley?"
"..."
Akai Shuichi was speechless.
It's completely normal for Shirley to say bad things about herself.
And the subtext of Kamishiro Kiyowa... He is also related to Shirley?
The black-haired boy continued to ask: "Why don't you guess it's gin?"
"..."
Akai Shuichi was a little numb.
He seemed to know why the small employer had complicated feelings when talking about this friend.
The understanding of the black organization is so deep...
Assuming that Kamishiro Kiyawa has the same understanding of the composition and interpersonal relationships of Port Mafia, it would be unreasonable not to be involved in the battle between the two organizations.
The FBI's ace said half-jokingly, half-testing: "I guess it was the boss who said bad things about me."
Kamishiro Kiyawa said lazily: "He may have said it, but I didn't hear it."
He only met Karasuma Renya once, and then left everything to Mori-kun!
Vacation is too much fun.
That boss or something...
Edogawa Conan's eyes were wandering, staring closely at a pot of green plants, as if he was fascinated by the veins on the leaves.
Then I felt like my body was hanging in the air——
Being hugged.
Holding the little detective who still needs to practice his acting skills in his arms, Kamishiro Kiyokazu said with a smile: "I'm a little thirsty, could you please Akai-kun make some tea? The tea leaves and tea sets are in the first cabinet from the left in the kitchen."
Akai Shuichi complied, but did not get up and asked: "Is it okay to let Conan know this?"
This is not a world that children should enter.
Although the small employer is far more intelligent and mature than his peers.
Looking into those worried dark green eyes, Kamishiro Kiyowa was slightly startled, and then said: "Actually..."
He looked down at the little detective, as if asking for advice.
Edogawa Conan:?
Kamishiro Kiyokazu: "Conan, do you trust Akai-kun?"
Edogawa Conan nodded without knowing why.
Kamishiro Kiyowa raised his eyes, looked at Akai Shuichi with a calm face, and said in a slightly serious tone: "Actually, Conan is a dwarf."
?!
Edogawa Conan was stunned.
Kamishiro Kiyowa sounded melancholy, "At first, my uncle and aunt thought that Conan was simply slow to grow, but later... for the sake of their son's physical and mental health, they could only let Conan live in a different place every few years... This time it was a boarding house.
Maori family."
Edogawa Conan: "………………"
He has lost all expression.
The dumb look suited the situation well.
"..." Due to the behavior of a certain boy and a certain pseudo-child, Akai Shuichi was unable to detect lies. The FBI's ace politely expressed his sympathy at first, and then said after a moment of silence, "What about Conan this year...?"
Kamidai Kiyowa said sadly: "Conan is only two years younger than me."
Akai Shuichi was inexplicably relieved.
The FBI agent sat with me for a while, then got up to make tea.
He needed some private time to make a few calls to ask the people in the underground world he had previously entrusted with information about the "battle" in Yokohama.
The figure of the man in the knitted hat disappears down the stairs.
Edogawa Conan immediately jumped up and complained through gritted teeth: "What are you talking about?"
Kamidai Kiyoka said calmly: "Otherwise, how are you going to explain your 'precociousness'?"
"..."
Edogawa Conan choked, "Then you can't, you can't... okay."
"I didn't know you were so familiar with the black organization." The little detective said angrily, "Are you friends with Bourbon? Have you met Mr. Akai before?"
This is the information he extracted from the conversation between the two just now.
Kamidai Kiyoka nodded reservedly: "Thank you for the compliment."
Edogawa Conan: "..."
OK.
This may indeed be a boast to intelligence traders.
Prize...
fall!
He didn't believe that the gods couldn't understand what he meant!
After a nutritious meal of cat fisting, the two reconciled as before.
"Mr. Akai should have contacted his teammates to ask about the situation." Edogawa Conan analyzed, "When I hired him, he should have started looking for someone to investigate."
"Maybe not teammates."
Kamishiro Kiyoshi rubbed his fleshy cheeks, "The FBI has basically been sent back to their hometowns by the police, and the only ones left are Akai-kun and Ms. Judy."
He added, "At least that's the case on the surface."
If Fangtani-senpai hadn't known all these inside stories, he might have considered cooperating with the FBI to fight against the winery, but now...
——Of course, drive the FBI as far away as possible.
ah.
If Akai-kun had a hacker teammate who was engaged in intelligence, wouldn't this configuration be more similar to gin and vodka?
The second level of gin is actually reflected in a place like this?
Edogawa Conan: "So what is the current situation between the black organization and the port mafia? Are they really going to fight?"
The little detective looked warily in the direction of the living room and lowered his voice subconsciously, "The black organization discovered that their boss is not himself?"
"Probably not." Kamishiro Kiyokazu followed him to the whisper channel, his tone was a bit weird, "The cadres in the winery seem to have very strong brainstorming abilities."
Like rum, rum and rum.
Edogawa Conan stared: "Last question!"
This habit of only answering the last of several questions is really annoying!
"Yeah, it's really a fight." Kamidai Kiyoshi answered good-naturedly, "The time should be the day after tomorrow, during the auction."
Auction?
Edogawa Conan was about to ask again, but his words stopped abruptly.
Shuichi Akai came up with three cups of hot tea.
Unfortunately, those he entrusted were unaware of the battle between the two organizations and even suspected that he was making things up out of thin air.
For a moment, Akai Shuichi suspected that Edogawa Conan and Kamishiro Kiyokazu were collaborating in fraud, but after careful consideration, he was inclined to believe that it was true. As for the information...
"Kandairo-san, can I buy information from you?"
Akai Shuichi asked sincerely.
Kandao Kiyawa showed a friendly and friendly business smile: "Of course, how can I push my business to other countries? But let me tell you in advance, I am very expensive."
Akai Hide nodded: "The FBI has approved the funding."
Not enough.
Edogawa Conan seemed to see himself who was once so innocent.
The next day.
After being ripped off, he had to use salary funds to get it done. He originally planned to go out to eat. Shuichi Akai had breakfast and lunch at Kamishiro's house. He borrowed a car from the owner despite Kamishiro Kiyoshi's unkind look and went out for a drive.
In other words, get familiar with the route to Yokohama.
Especially near the underground auction where a conflict is likely to break out based on the purchased information.
As for finding a Conan in the back seat of the car or something——
"When did you come up?"
Just as he was getting used to Toyota's feel, Shuichi Akai looked at the head popping up in the back seat in surprise, "How could you be so sneaky?"
"..."
Edogawa Conan choked.
yes.
Why do you have to be so sneaky...it's a terrible habit.
"Yes. Conan went to your side, and he brought an Akai with him." Kandairo Kiyokazu raised his hand, and the crow landed lightly on his palm. He spoke to the mobile phone with the corners of his lips raised, "It's the FBI that Amuro-senpai has been obsessed with."