The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Chapter 84 A Different New Year’s Eve
The first snow in Tokyo falls on the night of New Year's Eve, and the streets of Toriya Town are full of New Year's Eve atmosphere.

Holding a cup of steaming chocolate milk, Sasashima Ritsu, standing in front of the convenience store, just finished his last mission of the year.

The black sleeves were stained with many snowflakes brought by the evening wind. These crystal clear snowflakes were particularly obvious against the black background, but they quickly melted into water.

Throwing the finished paper cup into the trash can, Sasashima walked towards the parking lot with his hands in his pockets.

Standing at the crossroads waiting for the traffic light, the headlights of the cars parked across the street were on, so dazzling that he subconsciously frowned, and there was a tingling sensation in his temple... It was the same feeling, as long as it snowed, he would feel pain.

Ritsu Sasashima covered his temple with one hand, walked quickly across the road after the green light jumped, and got into the car that was still warm.

——"Fifty fifty, it's even."

It was these words again, the vague figure seemed to be about the same height as him, but his appearance was completely indistinguishable, but he could vaguely feel that he seemed to be wearing a hat.

Hey.

The phone vibrated, Sasashima Ritsu stepped out of his thoughts, and swiped his left hand on the screen to answer the call.

He didn't see who was calling, and subconsciously thought it was Miyano Shiho asking why he hadn't returned to the institute yet.

"I'll go back later."

After the other party hesitated for two seconds, he spoke in a deep voice: "Macallan, it's me."

The sound of gin.

Ritsu Sasashima reacted and said immediately: "Mr. Gin? It's so late...Is there any emergency?"

"Room 2, 13-502, Kasugamachi, Bunkyo-ku, come here now."

He still wanted to ask where this address was, but the phone was hung up. Confused, Sasashima Ritsu had no choice but to call Miyano, telling himself that he might have a mission and couldn't make it back, and asked her to help take care of Heitan.

Miyano Shiho, who was waiting for someone to return in the laboratory, was a little depressed when he got the news. After all, this was the first New Year's Eve after knowing him, and he didn't expect to be able to spend it together.

Moreover, he was the only person she was willing to chat with in the entire research institute.

Miyano Shiho skillfully opened Macallan's bedroom, picked up Heitan who ran towards him, and complained: "Your master has abandoned you again... Let's celebrate the New Year together today."

On the other side, Sasashima Ritsu, who had already arrived in Bunkyo District, came to a very ordinary-looking apartment building according to Gin's instructions, and it should be the type with relatively cheap rent.

Climbing the stairs to the door of Room 502, the door opened automatically before ringing the doorbell. Standing inside was Vodka in a purple sleeveless vest, without sunglasses or a top hat.

Ritsu Sasashima wondered if he had gone to the wrong place, why would Vodka dress so homely?And why is it purple again? He also likes this color too much.

"Macallan, you're here, come and sit down."

"here is?"

After Vodka bent down to help arrange the slippers, he said with a smile, "This is the apartment building I bought. The location is relatively remote and no one lives there. It's pretty good."

So this is the home of vodka?Sasashima Ritsu looked around while changing his shoes, the room was cleaned quite clean, but what caught his attention was that there were traces of something pasted on the wall, judging by the size, it should be a poster?
"Would you like soda or juice?"

"It will be all right."

Vodka took out a bottle of chilled Coke from the single-door refrigerator and handed it to McAllen, then pointed to the living room and said, "Come here quickly, the red and white have already begun."

He walked into the living room with a Coke and found someone sitting on the sofa wearing a dark green sleeveless high collar. This was the first time he saw Gin without a top hat and taking off his thick black windbreaker.

The arms exposed to the air are whiter than the complexion of the face, and the muscles are very well-proportioned. It can be seen that Gin has been doing strength training... As expected, he is a model worker. He has been traveling on weekdays and has to spare time for fitness. It is simply time Management guru.

Watching the Kohaku Fan Club broadcast on the TV, Sasashima Ritsu sipped his Coca-Cola, somewhat wondering why Gin called him here today.
"Matsushita Nao looks really good-looking."

Vodka sat down and pushed Macallan, who was sitting in the corner, directly next to Gin. When he looked sideways, he found that Vodka's hand was actually a bottle of Vodka with TUNDRA printed on it.It turns out that it is popular in the organization to drink by yourself?
However, when he saw the vodka directly holding the bottle and blowing it to his mouth, the corner of Sasashima Ritsu's mouth twitched suddenly, as expected of a man from a fighting nation... This kind of high-strength liquor was actually drunk as a drink.

After drinking half a bottle of vodka, the vodka made a "hissing" sound in satisfaction. With his current attire, he looked like an old man who had just moved bricks on the construction site and took out a cold beer when he got home from work. uncle.

"Sure enough, this brand of Vodka is the most enjoyable!"

Gin, who was on the other end of the sofa, leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs gracefully. Then he took out a pack of JILOISES cigarettes from his pocket, lit it with a match and started puffing away.

Sasashima Ritsu, who was sitting in the middle, neither smoked nor drank. He obediently held a Coke and sipped it, and whispered in his heart: If these two drink like this, one will get alcoholic liver and the other will get lung cancer sooner or later.

Before New Year's Eve, vodka and gin were spent on missions, so it's nice to spend the last day of the year with someone other than my brother like this.Don't look at other people's tall, majestic and majestic, but they are actually quite afraid of being alone.

"Macallan, do you prefer the red team or the white team?"

Hearing the question about vodka, Sasashima Ritsu recalled what he said just now, and couldn't help saying: "Red team?"

Anyway, whether it was the red group or the white group, he was not interested at all. Rather than watching the red and white groups, he wanted to go back to the bedroom of the research institute and sleep soundly to supplement his sleep.

"What about you, brother? Do you think the red team will win or the white team will win?"

"Black group."

"?"

Vodka and Ritsu Sasashima looked at each other, suspecting something was wrong with their ears.

This is a multiple-choice question with only two options, right?Why would a "black group" suddenly appear.

This is a serious question that is not clear, and the answer is not what was asked.

Gin didn't think there was a problem with his answer. He stood up with a cigarette in his mouth and walked aside, picked up the wooden box on the table, sat back on the sofa and handed it to McCarron.

"Take it."

"?"

Ritsu Sasashima took the wooden box and felt that there should be some bottled liquid inside. After looking at the words engraved on the wooden box, he realized that it was Macallan Scotch Whiskey or the 1962 Rare Series.

Vodka looked at the time displayed on the watch, and said with a smile: "So it's already past zero, congratulations on reaching the drinking age, this is a gift from my elder brother."

"Happy birthday, Macallan!"

"……thanks."

Apparently, Ritsu Sasashima hadn't expected it. He glanced at Gin, who was smoking silently, feeling very complicated.

So, these two "heinous" people specially called themselves here... to celebrate their birthday?
Last year's birthday, on the rooftop of the police academy, made him the most memorable New Year's Eve in his mind.

Last year, I chose the white team...

Now I am surrounded by darkness.

He looked down at the Macallan whiskey in his hand, and murmured in his heart.

Happy birthday to my 20 year old self.

Congratulations on becoming an adult.

　The joke about gin red and white comes from the official website and was answered by 73 myself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)