I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

His hands still had the smell of almonds that he was very familiar with. It was undoubtedly potassium cyanide!

This frightened Rum so much that he didn't dare to stay in that ramen restaurant for dinner, for fear that he would accidentally follow in his footsteps.

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After leaving the ramen restaurant, not far away, a car parked on the roadside exploded.

Rum, who happened to be passing by, was knocked down by the blast and rolled to the ground several times. Fortunately, he was not injured.

Just looking a little embarrassed.

"What the hell is this place!!!"

When Rum arrived at the station, he glanced at the station sign above his head, and his anger level almost exploded.

He never expected that just by passing by, he would encounter several cases in a row.

Is this place called Rice Flower cursed by the gods?

Who are the people living here? !

Recalling the indifferent expressions of the crowd who had watched the previous cases, Rum couldn't help but start to doubt his life.

Do they see such cases happening every day?

It wasn't until the train he took arrived at Cupido that Rum's thoughts shifted away from that ghost place called Rice Blossoms.

"Bourbon, where have you been?"

The two men and cars he brought were gone, so Rum had no choice but to request a wave of support.

The target of help was Toru Amuro, who happened to be on a mission in Cupido Town.

"Just outside the station, I've been waiting for you for a long time~"

In a white Mazda RX-7, Toru Amuro lowered the window and waved at him with a smile.

Chapter 441 Dr. Ali!God of tool men!

　　Cupido Town and Yoneka Town are adjacent to each other, and the weather conditions are also very different. The streets are still covered with snow, and snowflakes fall from time to time in the sky.

On the path cleared by the snow plow, which was barely suitable for vehicles, a white Mazda moved forward cautiously.

Toru Amuro is very precious to his car. In this harsh environment, he drives more carefully than anyone else.

"I said Bourbon, since when did you start wearing the collar?"

Out of a cautious character, Rum began to observe his colleague as soon as he got in the car, and the more he looked at him, the more strange he felt.

As an old man, he doesn't quite understand the taste of young people.

"Ah, you said this!"

Toru Amuro touched the bomb disguised as a collar around his neck and showed a malicious smile.

"This is a [gift] from someone else!"

"Gift? "Three Zero" isn't from that guy in Chianti, is it?"

Rubbing his prosthetic eye, which was slightly uncomfortable due to the low temperature, Rum sneered.

As the leader of the new organization, he still has sufficient information about his subordinates.

It was precisely because of the ambiguous relationship between Bourbon and Chianti that he did not suspect that the other party was an undercover agent.

Rum's nerves were still tense as he spoke.

It seemed that he was frightened by the trip to Mihua just now. He always felt that a body would jump out of the trunk of the car in front of him in the next second, or that a person would fall from the roof of the building on the roadside.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier at this time, which greatly blocked the view of driving.

In order to ensure safety, the speed of the vehicle had to be slowed down.

This made the impatient Rum even more irritated.

"Forget it, remember to remind me when the time comes."

After giving instructions to Tohru Amuro, he simply leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and was out of sight and out of mind.

"No problem~"

Toru Amuro nodded slightly, with a strange smile on his face.

Rum, who had closed his eyes, did not see this scene in the rearview mirror. He just thought about how to persuade the rich man to pay willingly.

In order not to attract the attention of forces such as the FBI, he chose a relatively safe path among the quick-money-making activities such as robbery, abduction, gangsterism, smuggling, etc.

With the energy of the new black organization, there are still many things that can interest the rich.

Whether it's helping them get rid of business competitors, stealing secrets, or even serving as bodyguards.

What interests the richest people the most, and those who are willing to spend a lot of money, is undoubtedly the ultimate goal of the black organization's original research.

I don’t know why, but the more powerful a person is, the more he cherishes his life.

For these people, nothing is more tempting than saying immortality and rejuvenation.

It just so happens that one of the goals of the black organization when it was first established was to research such miraculous drugs.

Even after the organizational change, Rum did not stop the research and development of this drug.

However, after the collapse of the old black organization, many researchers were lost, and coupled with funding problems, the project was temporarily stalled.

Fortunately, most of the experimental data are still preserved, and as long as the funds and manpower can keep up, we can continue to start.

The most important thing is that he also knows two living success stories!

If we could capture those two guys and use them as experimental subjects...

"When the time comes, not only will I become younger, but my left eye will also be able to..."

Slowly opening his eyes, feeling the narrower field of vision than ordinary people, Rum murmured to himself.

Looking up at the roof of the car, he didn't realize that the route the vehicle was traveling at this time quietly deviated from its destination.

Likewise, he didn't notice that a yellow Beetle had followed him.

……

"It seems that the plan is going very smoothly~"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Shinichi looked at the route of the white Mazda not far ahead and nodded with satisfaction.

The current situation was naturally created by him.

According to the intelligence provided by the undercover agent who infiltrated the new black organization, he deliberately waited on the route of Rum's action today.

It is not accurate to say that he is just waiting for something to happen. After all, he has also made some arrangements.

It should be noted that the cases that just happened were not his fault.

Shinichi just wandered along this route once, and then, as expected, his death aura showed off its power.

Coupled with Rum's timid character, he will definitely avoid the route where the case occurs.

Unknowingly, he fell into the new route designed by Shinichi.

By the way, I also arranged for Toru Amuro to be with him. 0

"Speaking of which, doctor, the signal frequency blocking device you invented is really becoming more and more convenient!"

Looking at Dr. Agasa who was concentrating on driving, Shinichi smiled and praised.

From the size of a shoe box at the beginning, to the size of a mobile phone, and now to the size of a button, we have achieved this without affecting performance.

I can only say that he is indeed Dr. Ali!

"Hahaha, so so so!"

Dr. Ali was obviously very happy that his invention was praised.

"But Shinichi, when are you going to take the driver's license test yourself?"

He was happy, but he still had to complain when he should.

It was a cold day and there was still snow on the road, but he was pulled out to work as a special car driver.

This is really a test for the elderly otaku scientists.

"Come on, come on, after the New Year and meet the age requirements, I will take the exam! Now I have no choice but to trouble you!"

Shinichi said he was also helpless.

It’s not like he doesn’t know how to drive a car, but Sakura Country requires you to be over [-] years old to get a driver’s license, so there’s nothing he can do!

The policewoman and Xiaolan's father are busy at work, and a certain Ms. Yukiko is unreliable.

After much deliberation, he still felt that it would be safer to ask Dr. Ali to help.

The two cars, one in front and one behind, drove forward at a high speed for a while, and were about to leave the city center of Cupido Town.

Suddenly, Toru Amuro braked hard, and the white Mazda briefly slid for 3.3 meters on the snow before coming to a halt.

"what happened?"

The inertia of the vehicle caused Rum, who was not wearing a seat belt, to nearly hit the front seat.

After stabilizing his body, he opened his eyes and glanced around habitually.

Outside the car window, in addition to the usual snowy scene, festive lanterns were hung on the trees and telephone poles in the streets.

This is in preparation for the New Year.

"We seem to have been stopped."

Toru Amuro touched a button on the collar without leaving a trace, and said with a serious expression.

"Stop it?"

Rum frowned and looked forward.

On the white street, a figure wearing a sharp-mouthed mask stood alone.

Dressed in black, Rum almost thought it was one of his men.