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Natsuki walked silently to Bourbon.

The light from the lamp on the table dimmed a little, and Bourbon looked up.

After seeing Natsuki, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Gee, this is scratched by a rat from which sewers, and a person hides to deal with the wound."

"What task is so difficult to do that can make you so embarrassed."

Natsuki propped his hands on the tabletop, looked at Bourbon condescendingly, and said in a gentle voice.

"Do you need me to bandage you?"

It's like a doctor asking his own patient.

Bourbon put down the swab in his hand and slowly straightened up.

The cold gaze met Natsuki's clear eyes.

"Uninvited people, do they like this?"

"Obviously he is not even a guest, but he talks to himself and forgets who is the real host."

Bourbon opened lightly.

He was talking about Natsuki, but he was also alluding to certain people.

Those who trespassed into his country without permission.

Bourbon suddenly smiled slightly, with a bit of coldness in his smile.

"Since Gin Jiu didn't teach you, then I'll tell you well, don't try to listen to other people's tasks."

"You just have to do your thing, do those risk-free children's housekeeping tasks, and strive for an early promotion."

"When you have a code name like me, you won't say such funny things." ,"

Bourbon said with his hands on the table, fingers crossed, and looked at Natsuki.

He didn't know that Natsuki had acquired the name of liquor and became a senior member.

He used his rank to tease Natsuki, attributing the injuries on his body to the tasks of the senior members.

"Yes."

Natsuki smiled slightly.

"It seems that the explosion of this international conference venue is related to the organization, and the organization is finally going to embark on the road of anti-humanity and anti-international."

Hearing the explosion of the international conference field, Bourbon's pupils shrank.

Then he saw Natsuki take out his mobile phone and put it on the table in front of him.

Bourbon looked down and saw the picture on his phone.

He recognized it at a glance, it was the surveillance footage of the international conference venue.

What did Natsuki show him this thing for?

Bourbon was puzzled and looked carefully at the picture on his phone.

The more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes.

It seems that when the explosion occurred today, the environment around him was exactly the same as this one!

Bourbon also noticed a figure in the flames on the screen.

That figure Bourbon was even more familiar, and could not be more familiar.

That's him!

"The explosion of the international venue? It seems that your understanding of the organization is still too one-sided, and you think that the organization will do that kind of thing.

Bourbon said as if he didn't see what was on the screen.

He was thinking about Natsuki's intentions.

Why did Natsuki specially show him this picture.

From a photo alone, it is suspected that it is him, but it can prove nothing.

No!

With Gin Jiu's suspicious personality, there is no need for evidence at all, and having such a photo is enough.

Enough gin wine to find reasons to doubt themselves, and then target themselves.

So it was Gin Wine that made Natsuki come?

So is gin wine also coming?

Bourbon looked at Natsuki lightly, and looked out the door without a trace.

"Lately there are always people who play dumb with me, I'm tired."

"Let's get straight to the point, how?"

Natsuki's body leaned forward slightly, approaching the wave itself.

As Natsuki approached, Bourbon could already see himself in Natsuki's clear and dark eyes.

"What do you want to say?"

Bourbon opened lightly.

"The person above this is you Bourbon, you are the police man."

Natsuki said.

"Huh, huh? Then why don't you tell Gin Wine? The

corners of Bourbon's mouth rose, and his handsome face was full of mockery.

He's a police guy, really boring joke.

Bourbon acting is full.

Seeing Natsuki's actions before and after, Bourbon also gradually came back.

Natsuki didn't tell Gin Jiu about it at all.

Natsuki had other ideas....

"It's useless to tell Gin Jiu, you can say that you represent the organization and investigate the information of the summit."

"As a detective, the most important thing is to pay attention to various events and expand your tentacles."

"Am I right? Mr. Public Security.

Natsuki asked bluntly.

After a night of fighting dumb fans with the old fox Kudo Yusaku, when he saw Bourbon, Bourbon began to play dumb fans with him again.

Natsuki people are numb.

"

What are you talking about?"

Bourbon's face sank.

The hand propped up on the table is lowered and becomes resting horizontally on the table.

Natsuki called out a name that he didn't expect.

Public security, not police.

Even if the average person in the photo is Bourbon, they will only guess that Bourbon is a policeman, not a police officer.

At this summit, more than 20,000 police officers will be responsible for all security work.

These things have already been announced.

However, neither the news nor the newspaper should specifically mention the Ministry of Public Security.

Why did Xia Mu firmly believe that his identity was public security?

"I'm also a detective, and my tentacles may be much bigger than you think."

Natsuki said slowly.

"It's just a pity that because I'm not old enough to open a firm, I don't have many case commissions."

"Case?"

Natsuki's sudden change of topic made Bourbon a little unable to keep up with Natsuki's train of thought.

How did I start talking about the case again.

Bourbon's right hand that was placed under the table paused slightly.

"You've been working outside, or else the commission you received in the store will give me some?" I'm more than happy to help you share it.

"You want my commission?"

Bourbon squinted.

Natsuki made such a big circle, just to entrust?

According to his investigation, it seems that the cases encountered by Maori Kogoro sometimes include Natsuki.

Natsuki seemed to like reasoning very much as he expected, and was even dissatisfied with the commission he had received.

Also run to rub someone else's commission.

Now even threaten yourself with something without evidence, just to get your own commission.

Do you really want to delegate?

Or are you deceiving yourself?

"It's not that you don't want to, but Mr. Sinking Valley, you see that you are injured so badly, you definitely need someone to help you share it, if you ask me, I can reluctantly help you solve it."

"After all, I'm not good at rejecting others."

Natsuki said with a smile.

Valley....

Hearing this name, Bourbon was completely sure that Natsuki knew his identity.

Obviously, he and Xia Mu only met for the third time.

This person....

"So can I ask you to die?"

Click.

Bourbon took out his pistol and pointed it at Natsuki's head.

Natsuki looked at Bourbon lightly, with no unexpected expression on his face.

"I refuse."

Bourbon's hand pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The silencer muffled most of the gunshot.

Just when his eyes caught the moment when Bourbon was about to shoot.

Natsuki tilted his head.

Bullets passed him.

"Your teacher didn't teach you, so it's rude for me to tell you not to point a gun at someone's head."

Natsuki plucked his ears.