Chapter 9

Lunch break, on the rooftop.

"Eh?!

Lan, did you meet the Judge at the art gallery you went to yesterday?! "

Enoko Suzuki's hand trembled, and the sushi on his chopsticks fell to the ground. Enoko Suzuki's eyes widened as he asked in surprise.

"Actually, I didn't really meet him. I didn't see him."

Mauliland poked at the rice in her lunch with her chopsticks. She didn't have much of an appetite. "When Officer Mugo showed my dad the document next to the real boss, I saw a row that said '137 people involved in human trafficking.' Then I thought, what kind of person is the Judge?"

Even if killing was wrong, if there was one less evil person, wouldn't some innocent people be able to avoid disaster?

Yuanzi tapped her chin with her chopsticks and said thoughtfully, "Well, I still like Lord Kidd the most. I'm not interested in that person. However, there are many crazy fans of the Nephilic Judge in school. If you ask them, they'll probably praise the Nephilic Judge as a god in front of you.

Don't you think so?

Tetsuo -kun, who was besieged by his fans for a long time because he said something bad about the Judge. "

"Cough cough cough!"

Just as he was hugging his own lunchbox and eating happily, Hayakawa Hatsuwa who was suddenly called almost choked to death on his rice. The birds that were originally perched on his body and around him flew away due to his intense coughing.

Finally recovering from the teasing of the two young retainers with great difficulty, Zachuan Che Yu's face was filled with black lines as he said helplessly, "Yuanzi, please don't tease me anymore. At that time, I merely said that even if the 'judge' isn't a bad person, he isn't a good person either. Moreover, it's impossible for him to be a god or a hero.

"Hahaha!

Now I want to laugh when I think of your sorry state. Hahaha!

Do you know what a fanatic is? "

"Yes, of course I know. It's just like how you feel about the Monster Thief Gideon. But I think it's more like a brainless fan than a fanatic." If you see the real Monster Thief Gideon, I don't know if your worldview will still be intact.

"Ah?!

What did you just say?! "

"Ah?

Did I say anything?

Yuanzi, you must be hallucinating ~ "

Mauliland, who was still a little depressed, couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw the two of them fooling around. Her mood also improved.

Seeing Hayakawa Tetsuo take out a handful of millet from his pocket and scatter it to the side, a flock of birds gathered. A few bolder birds even jumped onto his hand and pecked at his lunchbox directly. There was also one that jumped on his head and squatted down like a nest. His light purple eyes softened, and he smiled gently (benevolently): "Tetsuo is really popular with small animals ~"

"Well, indeed, this guy is really the type that animals like."

Enoko Suzuki expressed his envy, jealousy, and hatred. "Even those highly wary stray cats and dogs are willing to get close to him. Fortunately, the weather is still cold. When it gets warmer, I won't dare to go to a place with you for lunch."

"Haha ~ but isn't it said that animals have very sensitive senses?

Perhaps it's because Che Yu is a very gentle person, that's why animals like him ~ "

Gentle, is it …

Hayakawa Tetsuo smiled and stretched out his finger to touch the small head of the sparrow lying on top of his head. He smiled and said: "Actually, for these animals, as long as you really like them and are willing to show them kindness, they will treat you with sincerity. Just like Orchid, aren't they also very popular with animals?" After saying that, he looked meaningfully at Mauliland's left.

Following his line of sight, Mauliland's eyes met with a pair of clear black eyes. The owner of the eyes tilted its head and called out to her twice.

Mauliland was stunned, then smiled gently and put the lunchbox in her hand in front of it. She watched as it lowered its head and pecked at the food happily.

Enoko Suzuki looked at this scene and raised his eyebrows. He picked up his phone and quietly took a picture of the beautiful scene in front of him and saved it.

Then she snorted and said in despair: "Ah ~ ah ~ I'm so sorry ~ I'm not a gentle person, I'm so sorry!"

"Yuanko is just a little impatient, as long as she's willing to calm down …"

"She's giving her patience and gentleness to her 'Kido Sama' ~"

"Hayakawa Tetsuo!

Do you want to get beaten up! "

— — —

The sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor, the sound of basketballs hitting the ground, and the cheers of teammates echoed in the slightly empty stadium.

Hayakawa Tetsuo was sitting in the audience with the coach, taking notes and discussing something with each other.

"Then I'll find time to contact Zhengbang and see if we can have a friendly match."

The newcomer named Maeda was not bad. Although he usually looked shy and shy, his strength was not bad. He leaned towards flexibility and was very fast. If he could grow taller and stronger, he would be a good seedling for the small forward position.

"Don't worry about that. There are about four months before the national competition. Have we decided on our starting lineup?"

"Well, it's almost the same lineup as last time."

Thinking of the troublemaker in the team, the coach could not help but worry: "But Ryuta that guy …"

"I'll find a way. After all, at present, the position of power forward in the team is his."

"… Forget it."

The coach rubbed his forehead: "I'll find time to have a good talk with Ryuta. Don't be too stressed."

"Thank you, Supervisor."

Hayakawa Tetsuo bowed slightly to him and said: "I may leave early or not participate in training for a period of time in the future. Please understand."

"Did something happen?"

The coach was a little surprised. After all, his team's second-year captain was famous for being serious and responsible.

Hayakawa Tetsuo scratched his forehead a little embarrassedly and said: "Well, a friend got into some trouble recently. As his brother, I can't just leave him in the lurch …"

"Friend?"

The coach thought for a while and suddenly thought of a student who was very close to his team's second-year captain but had not been in class for a long time: "Is it that 'high school detective' Shinichi Kudo?"

"Yes."

"Detective and whatnot, it's easy to get into trouble."

"Aha …" Instead of saying that he got into trouble, it was better to say that he got into trouble with the Amaterasu God …

— — —

The facts proved that Hayakawa Tetsuo's complaint that his team's trainee got into trouble with the Amaterasu God was definitely not nonsense.

At this moment, Hayakawa Tetsuo was sitting on the sofa, listening to Conan's latest encounter this weekend with a frown on his face.

"It's not that I want to say this, but if you know how bad your luck is, you guys shouldn't run around randomly."

Hayakawa Akiwa weakly took out a lollipop from the snack basket and put it in his mouth, attempting to use the sugar to replenish his already speechless heart. "Do you want me to calculate for you? Last week, you went out, and went to some deep mountain forest to watch a sacrificial ceremony, and someone died. Last week, because of a freak combination of factors, you boarded a luxurious cruise ship, and another two people from your family died. And last week, you went to the art gallery with Lan, and encountered an assassin who killed people …" Pausing, and catching his breath, Hayakawa Akiwa laid down on the sofa without a care for his image. "To be honest, Shinichi, are you really not going to consider listening to me and praying to the gods to change your luck or something?

Two days ago, when I met Officer Mugo, he even complained to me that Uncle Mōri was possessed by the God of Plague … "

"Please, I didn't want to either, okay?!

Who knows how I can encounter so many cases. Last time, I went to the tropical paradise with Lan and encountered a murder … "Maybe he really should go and change his luck?

The staunch atheist Conan -kun's heart began to waver.

"…" Speaking of this: "I'm really asking you on behalf of the deceased. You should try not to go out as much as possible."

"Hey!"

After joking around, the topic returned to normal.

Conan asked Hayakawa Tetsuo: "Tetsuo, about the two men in black, did your reliable friend find anything else?"

"There's not much useful information. I only know that the other party is a very powerful organization. Their symbol is that they wear black when they move. They should be in contact with the higher-ups. For safety's sake, I didn't ask him to investigate further for the time being."

"Sure enough, they have other forces behind them …"

"By the way, another hacker friend of mine found a video that might be of some help to you. Do you want to take a look?"

Conan was slightly stunned: "Video?"

"Yes, video. Because they were unlucky, the place where they chose to trade happened to be his territory, so not only did they have a video, but they also recorded their voices."

He opened the video that his hacker friend had given him from his computer. After he clicked on it, Conan clenched his teeth. The culprit who had caused him to become like this appeared on the screen, and some noises could be heard.

The content of the trade was that the organization of the men in black had the black material of the city's higher-ups. The higher-ups sent people to buy the black material back at a high price. Most importantly, he heard the silver-haired man call the other man in black who was shorter and wearing sunglasses "vodka". Vodka?

Is it the name of the wine?

"In addition, my friend also provided me with another piece of information." For this, he cheated me of a large sum of money for information!

Hayakawa Tetsuo clutched his bleeding heart in his heart and said as if nothing had happened: "The silver-haired man's name is' Gin '." It's just a name!

Sure enough, information dealers are all profiteers!

Profiteers!

If he knew that even if he didn't buy it, Conan would get this information soon, he would probably have the impulse to kill Bodo City and directly stab the information dealer.

But fortunately, he didn't know that a certain blonde information dealer suddenly felt a chill on his back. He touched the back of his neck and got up to get a cup of coffee. After coming back, he happily opened his account balance.

"Gin Wine?

Another wine name? "Is this a nickname for the wine?

"Who knows, maybe it's Old Bai Gan Erguotou or something like that. But if it's really like this, then I think this black organization can directly be called a winery."

"Hey, hey …" This was their biggest enemy at the moment, so could they not be so careless …