I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

On an inconspicuous street, there are few street lights around. Perhaps the most conspicuous one on this street is one of the bars called Polestar.

This bar is like Guangyou’s Lavender. There are no so-called local songs, only classical music played by saxophone and other instruments. It is gentle and elegant. The dimly lit bar only has a spotlight in the center of the stage.

"Did you see that the customer who went back just now succeeded in that virtue." The slightly dull voice was covered by the sound of music, which seemed extremely inconspicuous.

Vodka looked at the business card in his hand and sneered: "He doesn't know that today is his death day."

"Big brother, big brother?" Vodka yelled twice, but the gin still didn't answer him, didn't even turn his head, still looking at the direction of the stage.

"Big brother, are you looking at the singer who is going to appear later? Her voice will always be so intoxicating. You say yes, she gave birth to a beautiful embryo. Big brother originally liked that type." Vodka didn't care. Gin didn't respond at all, still talking to himself.

"This is a bitter martini. The singer invited both of you." The bar waiter put the wine in front of them, with a service smile on his face.

"Then we should really show her face?" Vodka picked up the glass and was about to drink, but the gin put a burning cigarette into the wine.

Gin slowly turned his head and looked at the waiter. The bangs covered his face so that he could not see his expression, but it was just a dead face that others owed millions.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing the waiter seem to be very confused, the gin's voice gradually rose a few degrees: "I ask what is your purpose, don't you understand?"

As he said, he grabbed the waiter's head and pressed it on the table, took out the ice hoe from the ice bucket with the other hand, and stabbed the waiter on the head without stopping.

If you are stabbed, it is inevitable to be cold, and it will be accompanied by red, oh, green fountain, as for why it is green, because as we all know, blood is green or black.

Even vodka didn't know what medicine was sold in the gin gourd, and he was somewhat shocked.

However, the scene of the green liquid flying horizontally did not appear, and the gin was not surprised. Looking back at the man who was forced to take off the mask, he said coldly: "Belmod."

"I'm just kidding." Under the mask was a glamorous woman with blond hair and makeup. "You look so scary."

If ordinary men might have forgiven this woman, I didn’t see that at the moment Belmode appeared, there were many men staring at the bar, but fortunately, the atmosphere around the gin was so strong that they did not dare to come up. Just strike up a conversation.

But Gin is not an ordinary man, his eyes are staring at Belmode like a lone wolf, and he doesn't seem to be attracted by Belmode's poison-like charm.

When Vodka saw that it was Belmode, he looked down at the bitter Martini that was no longer drunk.

"I only teased you a little by seeing someone coveting the beauty of someone else's singer." As he said, Belmode tied up his waist-length silver hair.

Vodka looked around and said in a low voice, "Is it really good? It's not good for a star of your level to be seen here with us?"

"Don't worry, those guests still dare not look at me, and most of them are still singers in the stands." Belmod didn't care.

"Close to the subject, have you found something like what I want you to find." Gin drew a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and returned to the dead face that others seemed to owe him millions.

"Well, if I really want to say it, the Lord hasn't found it yet." Belmode was still tying his hair, his silver silky hair was floating in the air, and the man next door could not turn his eyes.

Suddenly, the man felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar. He only saw the silver-haired man staring at him like a bloodthirsty wolf next to the woman, and his pupils were trembling all over, for his own life. , He turned his head in an instant, but the cold sweat on his head was enough to show the unrest in his heart.

"What is the master, don't sell it." Vodka said so, but there is always this awe in the words.

The gin took out the lighter and lit the smoke in his mouth. A wisp of blue smoke rose slowly, and he said faintly: "It's useless, this woman has always been tight-lipped, you don't know."

"Secrets make women more feminine." Belmode raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile.

"I'm going to throw up."

"Don't talk about me, how about you? Did you find the cat that ran away before?" Belmode ignored the aura around the gin and supported his shoulders.

"Not yet, but I will definitely find it. My nose has always been the most sensitive to the smell of traitors. I must let her taste the horror at that time." The gin gritted his teeth and seemed to have foreseen the scene at that time. .

Belmode laughed suddenly: "Where is that disobedient shark?"

"Huh! That shark I will let him be buried with the cat after he has been tortured."

Seeing the bitter martini of cigarettes in the glass, the gin said viciously. Thinking of the Porsche 356A, he wanted to smash the body of the person who had been disrupting the situation.

But that person was rowing back and forth like a loach, making the gin very headache. Thinking of this, a fierceness flashed in his eyes.

And Guangyou, who was tickling with Gin's hatred, was lying on the bed at this time, looking like that seemed to be doing a dream, or else he was always moving with a rippling smile on his face.

"Snapped!"

Conan silently took away Guangyou's hand on his face, turned his head and looked at Guangyu who was still twisting in his sleep at this time, frowned and said, "What did this guy dream about?"

.....

"Snee!"

It seems that Dr. A Li hasn't recovered yet. Before, he had only a little red nose that was already flushed from blowing his nose.

"The next stop is Huisheng Property Corporation Station on the 3rd Street in Mihua Town..."

Guangyou looked at Dr. Ari blowing his nose after a while, and asked with concern: "Doctor, are you sure you can go skiing like this?"

Xiao Ai, who was sitting next to Guangyou, laughed happily: "He is self-inflicted. I said he shouldn't be too reluctant to catch a cold, but doctor, he happened to take teaching videos to practice skiing until midnight."

"I can't help it. You did a good job in the exam this time. If you take you to skiing, I, an adult, naturally have to be a role model!" Dr. A Li replied somewhat helplessly.

Ayumi frowned: "Doctor, you must sleep well in the house when you get there."

"People say that a cold is a minor illness, but you can't ignore it!"

"You can't just run out!"

Listening to the sincere concern of several little ghosts, Dr. A Li's heart warmed, but he didn't know how to make it better, so he could only hesitate and nodded.