Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 90 Spicy and Sweet Bourbon

In the Minato area at night, in the Starlight Garden Bar located on the top floor of the hotel, Aoyagi Toru and Amuro Toru sat next to the bar.

The bar is in a good location, with floor-to-ceiling windows showing the bustling night view of Tokyo. The Toto Tower, a landmark building in Japan, is very close at hand, bathed in warm orange light.

"Teacher Aoyagi, what do you want to drink?"

Aoyagi Binguang looked up at the dazzling wine cabinet behind the bartender, and flipped through the wine list at hand.

"Jin Fish Cocktail." He closed the drink list, "What about you?"

"A glass of bourbon."

The bartender nodded. He directly served Amuro Toru's bourbon, and then began to mix drinks for Aoyagi Hikou.

The recipe for Ginfish is not complicated. Under the watchful eye of Aoyagi Binguang, the bartender put ice cubes into the shaker, poured in gin, and then poured in syrup, lemon juice and soda water in sequence.

The bartender closed the lid, shook the mixture skillfully, and finally poured the wine into a glass, garnished with lemon and handed it to Aoyagi Binguang.

Aoyagi Binguang took the cup and said thank you, but he did not drink it directly, but looked at the bourbon in front of Toru Amuro.

"I didn't expect Mr. Amuro to like bourbon. Bourbon is also very popular in the United States, and many people think it should become the national drink of the United States."

“I don’t know what foreigners like, but I personally do like it.”

Toru Amuro took a sip of bourbon and commented: "The taste is rich and fragrant, sweeter than other whiskeys, but the stamina is a bit strong, and you can't drive if you touch it even a little."

The two of them were talking to each other, and the atmosphere was very good.There were many customers in the bar, and there were low conversations from all directions. A pianist was sitting in the corner playing the piano.

"Just now, '嗦' dropped half a note by mistake..." Qingliu Binguang said to himself as he listened to the music, "...the level is not up to par."

After he finished commenting, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The Ginfish cocktail in Aoyagi Binguang's hand looked full, and only the gin provided some alcohol content.

Toru Amuro counted the time silently, and when he heard Aoyagi Hikaru's words, he asked in a natural and normal manner: "Aoyagi-sensei has been in Japan for so long, are you used to the life here?"

"Fortunately."

Aoyagi Binguang held the wine glass in his left hand, shook it gently, and began to make comments.

"Because we have to rent an apartment, the cost of living is high, and it is very troublesome to socialize. Japanese people care too much about whether they fit in with others. In terms of etiquette, they seem polite but are actually indifferent. There are all kinds of trivial and troublesome honorifics..."

Toru Amuro smiled as the FBI beside him counted out Japan's shortcomings one by one.

"...Except for Tokyo and Rice Flowers, the public security is much better, the criminal methods are relatively mild, and the police are more friendly towards both prisoners and ordinary people, so overall I am satisfied."

Coming from a country where guns are rampant and the police shoot and kill more than 1000 people (including criminals and innocents) every year, Aoyagi Binguang finally said a few words of praise at the end.

"That's good."

Toru Amuro smiled, as if he was happy for his friend, and took another sip of bourbon.

The amber liquid slipped into his stomach from his relaxed teeth, and his mouth was filled with the abhorrent smell of alcohol.

"Why did you come to the classroom to see me this afternoon?" Aoyagi Binguang asked, putting down his wine glass.

"Today a second-year girl came to me after class, hoping that I could ask you to be the instructor of the music department... She should have come to you directly before that, right?" Toru Amuro threw the question back with a smile.

"I came here, but I refused."

Toru Amuro was not surprised that he would refuse, but he asked curiously: "Why? I heard that you have been a substitute teacher for the second grade recently and you are very popular among the students. It seems that some girls send you love letters?"

This was not made up by Toru Amuro. He saw with his own eyes a girl standing at the door of the music classroom with a red face, and then came out a few minutes later with a white face.

"I rejected those too." Aoyagi Binguang stared at the Ginfish cocktail in front of him. He didn't know if he remembered something unpleasant, and he frowned tightly.

"Today's students are precocious. Some dress up and look like adults, but no matter how precocious they are, they are still minors."

"——They can understand some things, but I can't. As an adult, I, the one with more control, must never cross that line."

This is the first time Toru Amuro has seen such a serious expression on Aoyagi Binguang's face.

...It seems like this FBI has a little bit of a bottom line?

Toru Amuro thought about the dirty crimes committed by some FBI agents who came to Japan before and people from a certain base, and he felt a little relaxed somewhere in his heart.

He picked up the wine glass again, and just as he was about to drink, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of a figure that was a little strange and yet inexplicably familiar.

It was a young woman with short bangs hair, a silk scarf around her neck, glasses on her nose, a striped shirt and a suit jacket on her upper body, and a hip-hugging skirt underneath.

She happened to be looking at them too, and their eyes met.

Almost instantly, Toru Amuro realized who this was.

"Boom."

Toru Amuro put down his wine glass and smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry, Teacher Aoyagi, I'll excuse you for a moment."

Aoyagi Binguang didn't seem to know anything about the sight behind him. When he saw Amuro Toru facing the direction of the bathroom, he didn't ask any questions and just nodded.

Amuro Toru left his seat with a smile. The moment he looked back, his expression darkened.

……

The bartender at the bar noticed that one of the customers left without paying the bill, and turned his attention to the long-haired man sitting there.

"He has something to do and will come back later." Aoyagi Binguang said.

The bartender noticed that the guest was well-dressed and did not look like someone who would skip the order. He temporarily relaxed and said, "You have finished your drink. Do you want another drink?"

"Any recommendations?"

"The bourbon your partner ordered is pretty good. We just imported a batch from abroad."

"Bourbon...is really good."

Aoyagi Binguang chuckled. He supported his chin with his right hand and stared at the glass of bourbon on the table that was hastily left behind before it was finished.

"As corn wine, it has a sweet taste and smell. It seems mild and harmless, but if you really want to drink it in one go, you will be overwhelmed by the aftertaste."

After commenting on the bourbon in this way, the foreign guest named the next drink he wanted.

"Is there any Anises here?"

……

In the safe passage outside the bar.

Toru Amuro... Bourbon from the black organization stood in front of the woman, his friendly smile gone, and a pair of purple-gray eyes glowing with a dark and fierce cold light.

The woman in front of him is not much shorter than him. If you look carefully, you will find that her legs under the skirt are a little thicker than ordinary women.

"Binga, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)