Chapter 9 Are you asleep? I can't sleep
Kangze who climbed up to the attic didn't know for the time being that the winery was experiencing ups and downs because of their family, so he lay down peacefully and went to drink in his sleep.
It was a big drama, and although I wasn’t too tired, it was quite a relief to be able to share stories with Leon, who is also a spoiler.
Tonight, two drunkards were sitting in the Velvet Bar, blowing whiskey from the bottle, relying on their ability to drink in their dreams.
Karazawa, who was holding the bottle, slapped him on the bar: "Why don't you give me a 'driving'? I don't agree with it, is there something wrong?"
"Stop making trouble, do you have a driver's license?" Leon pushed his leaning head away, "I give you such a practical thing with force value, and you are still picky."
"It seems like Conan has a driver's license and is just like flying a plane." Tang Ze groaned, "But I haven't entered a hall yet, so it's a bit perfunctory to go directly to the coop branch."
Leon shook his head: "That's it. There's no point in trying to trick me. I have no right to spoil the content of the coop, just be happy for yourself."
"You really have information," Tangze said without any embarrassment about being exposed. "Let me think about it. I want to..."
Tang Ze has an idea of the list of collaborators.
Since Toru Amuro is there, it would be a bit disrespectful not to include Akai Shuichi. Red detectives such as Conan Hattori must be included, but it is hard to say for black detectives.
In addition, can people from the cheat camp such as Kidd and Kyogoku be counted among them?
Then if they can also trigger it, he will make Kyogoku's real Tarot better, good guy...
"Then do you think I need to sneak into the winery and try it?" Karasawa changed pointed out the direction of the problem.
“It’s very possible that it’s not just that simple.”
"That's right, I haven't figured out why the organization is interested in 'Karasawa'." Karasawa flicked the half-empty wine bottle, a little troubled, "Bourbon must know, but I didn't ask him about his position. Could it be that I You have to tell him directly, 'Fangya Rei, something happened to you.'"
Lion was amused by Tang Ze, and he picked up the bottle and took a big sip, and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment: "You are here now. Do you understand the difficulty of holding a script? It's like you know the final truth of a mystery novel from the beginning, but you can't tell others, and you still have to pretend to be a reader who has a rigorous reasoning process. "
"Yes, it's not easy. The scripts I got were mixed together." Tangze imagined that no matter whether he was mixed into the red team or the black team, he would always have to worry about the state of his acting skills in the future, and his temples felt phantom pain, " If I am very critical to the organization's plan, I will be monitored for a long time. Then once I use the power of understanding the world and be discovered by the black party, I will suffer a serious loss..."
P5 Villain at the Social Level The group, except for Goro Akechi, the second and fifth son, are actually all ordinary humans. With Akechi alone, they successfully created a series of cases that harmed the entire society.
If this power is exposed to the winery, the scene will be...
"We can't be so passive. We still have to find a way to sneak into the organization... But this way, I feel a little nostalgic about the past."
After Tang Ze finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at his now intact hands. leg.
"What are you missing? It's safer to be a fake wine than a real wine in the Kexue world." Leon waved his hand and patted Tang Ze on the head, interrupting his divergent thinking.
Tangze raised his head with an "Oops" and stared: "I understand the truth, why do you slap me on the head too?"
"I just want to experience it." Leon took back and patted him. He rubbed his fingertips with his hand and gave his approval, "It's no wonder Toru Amuro always likes to rub your head. It feels really good."
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The next day, when Toru Amuro went to work at the cafe, what he saw was Karasawa, who had chased Leon all night and rolled out of bed, and was in low spirits.
"Good morning, did you not sleep well last night? You should have a good rest tonight." Amuro Toru patted Karasawa who was leaning in the seat.
I wanted to pat the head, but considering Karasawa's protest yesterday, Toru Amuro replaced it with a pat on the shoulder. "Good morning." Karasawa replied without enthusiasm, and then looked at the dark circles under Toru Amuro's eyes, "Stop lecturing me, you didn't sleep either, Mr. Amuro."
Tangze was actually fine, he had enough sleep time.
It's just that he drank too much in his dream. His past drinking history made him subconsciously think that he should be hungover now, but his body was very energetic, which made him uncomfortable.
Toru Amuro is not the case. He wears many hats. His workload must have increased yesterday because of the case information revealed by Karasawa. He doesn’t know whether he slept or not. His eye circles are so black that his skin color can’t cover them up. .
"I have insomnia, and I'm used to it. It's because I can't fall asleep that I advise you to have a good rest." Toru Amuro made nonsense without blushing, and sighed as if it was true, "Good How important sleep is, I don’t understand until I lose it.”
Can’t sleep? It’s because the work is never done. Tang Ze looked at his face with sympathy.
Yawning, Toru Amuro noticed the clothes on Karasawa's body and asked curiously: "Why are you wearing school uniforms on your days off?"
Good question. Tangze sighed because he didn't know he had a day off when he got up!
Why is it a day off after one day of school? If you ask me, who should I ask? Even you Kexue residents don’t understand, and I don’t even know.
If he hadn't taken out his cell phone when he went downstairs and saw the calendar, he would have gone to school.
"I didn't bring any clothes here, so I don't know what to wear. This school uniform isn't ugly at all, it's pretty good." Tang Ze also joked seriously.
"Is this a question of whether it looks good or not?" Toru Amuro pressed his forehead, thinking that this was a minor who had lived alone for many years under the care of a housekeeper, and there was no way to care about his poor self-care ability. "Ms. Enomoto and I asked for a leave of absence. You go to the mall."
Tang Ze quickly refused: "No, no, tell me where the nearest mall is. I can buy it myself. Mr. Amuro, why don't you go upstairs and sleep for a while? He looks very bad when he wakes up.”
It’s a rare opportunity to move freely, so let’s let the undercover agent go without sleeping.
"Is it so bad?" Toru Amuro looked in the mirror through the floor-to-ceiling window, and found that he looked tired to the naked eye. He looked at the attic of the cafe, "The attic is your personal room now. Is that okay? ”
“It’s just a lounge, it’s okay, I don’t have many personal belongings, they’re all locked in the drawer. I’m already bothering everyone by staying here for a long time. ”< br>
Tang Ze said it so reasonably, and it would be too deliberate to ask for a companion. Taking the opportunity to search Karasawa's things thoroughly, Toru Amuro agreed.
"Then I'll sleep for two hours. I'll make the bed again after that. You can go to the shopping street on the north side. The large department store is on the other side, the Rice Krispies Department Store." Toru Amuro looked to both sides. I gave directions and saw that Tang Ze was only carrying his flat commuting bag, so he asked casually, "Do you have any money with you?"
After being so tired, he still didn't forget to care about the citizens. Tang Ze, the culprit who made people work overtime, Ze was moved for a second, then decided to give him some more information he wanted.
"Don't worry, I have a bank card left by my parents. They pay for living expenses every year, and there is still a lot of balance, which is enough."
Toru Amuro, who was about to turn to the stairs He stopped and replied naturally: "That's good. Pay attention to safety on the road."
Tang Ze glanced at his hand in his pocket, and it seemed that he was holding his cell phone to type a message blindly.
It seems that the unlucky Toru Amuro has no time to rest again.
Another wave of overtime hours was added to Tang Ze’s work and he went out with a smile.
(End of this chapter)