Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

"I'm going to the toilet."

As a middle-aged man, my prostate is a major concern. Although I don't drink much, I just can't hold it back. I can only blame myself for not taking good care of it when I was young. I can no longer be humane in middle age.

The KTV does not have such good conditions to provide a bathroom in each private room, so he can only go to the bathroom in the corridor of the private room.

As soon as Mumuyou entered the bathroom, someone followed him in.

Before the man entered, a triangular sign was placed firmly on the bathroom door, which clearly read "No entry if trying to unclog the toilet."

In the bathroom, Mumuyou whistled as he flushed the toilet.

He has been in a very good mood recently and the company's business is also growing steadily.

Ever since the news about Shi Ren Chun Xin spread within the company, no software engineer dared to resign. They all became quails, working day and night to make money for him.

Sure enough, the decision to suppress Shi Ren Chunxin was the right one. Because of this decision, the company's revenue has increased a lot this year, and it has more and more customers. Jumu Enterprise is moving towards glory step by step.

Mumuyou suddenly woke up and looked back. Because he had drunk too much, his steps were a little unsteady and he didn't even notice the man in black who was two heads taller than him standing in front of him.

The result is self-evident, he successfully collided with the other party.

Because he had been contributing to GDP for hostesses for a long time and was drunk, Mumu, whose steps were unsteady, was knocked back and sat down on the urinal.

"Hey! Are you doing this on purpose? Why don't you give me the way?"

Mumuyu is used to being powerful in the company, and at this time he started to act like a president again. The only difference was that the scene was a bit funny, as he was not sitting on the boss's chair, but on a urinal.

The urinal flushed and wet his pants in an instant. A chill passed from his buttocks to his head, making him shiver.

As if he also smelled the stench, he staggered to stand up, but his hand was not steady enough and he pressed into another urinal. After losing balance, his feet completely lost their support and he slipped and sat down on the cold ground.

A little disgusting.

Xia Chuan rubbed his nose. This scene was too ugly. As expected, it is better to drink less alcohol.

He suppressed his nausea, walked forward, grabbed the few remaining hairs of Mumuyu, lifted his head, and kicked him in the abdomen.

The intense pain caused Mumuyu's stomach to cramp. His drunken consciousness was suppressed by the pain. His eyes began to focus and he could see clearly the man in black in front of him.

"You, you are..."

Before he finished speaking, a capsule appeared in Xiachuan's hand and was quickly stuffed into Mumuyu's mouth, which was open because of speaking.

Mumuyu's eyes suddenly widened and he was about to resist when another punch landed on his stomach.

In an instant, Mumuyu lost the ability to resist, and the moment he swallowed his saliva, the capsule fell into his stomach.

“What is this!?”

The sound of the struggle was not loud. After two punches, Mumuyu didn't even have the strength to open his mouth, and his voice was very faint.

He just felt his heartbeat slowly speeding up.

Having a history of heart disease, he knew he was about to have a heart attack. He wanted to take the special medicine from his shirt pocket, but his arms were completely powerless.

What the other party just stuffed into his mouth was obviously not an elixir, and it did not have the effect of "my fate is in my own hands".

He just felt uncomfortable all over, his heart began to ache, his eyes began to become bloodshot, and his face flushed.

Soon after the blush appeared, it began to change rapidly, from purple to red, then blue to red. Even the face-changing in Peking Opera is not as natural as his.

Xia Chuan watched this scene coldly, quietly waiting for Mumuyou to fall into the abyss.

Cephalexin with wine, just go away. What's more, Mumuyou also has heart disease.

The effect is very obvious.

The purple-blue face slowly twisted, and Mumu, with a heart-wrenching pain, opened his mouth wide, gasped heavily for a moment, then turned into a jet warrior, spitting out mouthfuls of filth.

Xia Chuan had already distanced himself from him and stood quietly three meters away.

The combination of cephalexin and alcohol will cause a poisoning reaction of acetaldehyde accumulation, and Mumuyu is in this condition now.

This reaction can cause symptoms such as bloodshot eyes, blurred vision, headache, dizziness, nausea, vomiting, myocardial infarction, and acute heart failure.

The first few were not fatal, at most they would cause some discomfort, but the last two were fatal, and coupled with Mumu's existing heart disease, death came very quickly.

After the ejaculation, Mumu collapsed in the filth, bleeding from his eyes, nose, mouth and ears. His body kept twitching and he soon became silent.

This scene happened within five minutes.

After confirming the other person's death, Xia Chuan washed his hands leisurely and left, taking away the sign that said "No Entry" before leaving. The bathroom was extremely quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Only the stench of filth began to spread.

A few minutes later, the KTV bartender who noticed the stench finally discovered the problem, and screams echoed throughout the bathroom.

However, the murderer had already left by then.

Xia Chuan arrived at the parking lot and quickly found Mumuyu's car.

"Let's go."

After knocking on the window, Xia Chuan only said two words to Shi Ren Chunxin inside.

Shi Ren Chunxin was stunned for a long while, repeatedly looking at the clothes of the visitor, and then asked uncertainly, "Is it from that organization?"

Xia Chuan didn't say anything, but Shi Ren Chunxin had already confirmed his guess.

"Is that bastard Mumuyu dead?" Shi Ren Chunxin had a grim smile on his face, and the madness in his eyes was evident.

Xiachuan said "hmm", motioned for the other party to get out of the car, and took him away from Beika-cho 1-chome.

It was fifteen minutes later that Officer Megure arrived at the scene after receiving the alarm call.

When he arrived at the scene, Inspector Megure did not directly check the body, but looked around.

Miwako Sato looked around a few times in surprise, "Officer Megure, is there any problem?"

Megure pondered and shook his head, feeling a little disappointed that he didn't see Kogoro Mori.

"It's okay, it's just a little strange that I didn't see Brother Maori."

Miwako Sato was speechless and felt that Inspector Megure might have the "Kogoro Mouri always appears at the crime scene" syndrome.

Miwako Sato put a mask on her face and led the forensic personnel to collect evidence.

The smells of various foul things in the bathroom blended together, and the scene was like purgatory on earth. After observation, the forensic personnel initially determined that the death was caused by a heart attack after drinking.

The specific heart disease medicine next to the body proved that the deceased's condition worsened because he did not have time to take the medicine.

The vomit at the scene should be the stomach cramps caused by a heart attack.

As for the bleeding from all seven orifices, the forensic personnel felt that this could only mean that Mumuyu had severe hypertension.

The Metropolitan Police Department, having lost the intellectual support of the famous detective, planned to close the case hastily, but the clever blind student discovered the highlight.

"You mean, Mumuyu's named driver is missing?"

Inspector Megure asked Sato Miwako with a grim expression.

I thought it was suicide, but if the driver was missing, it was very likely that the other party had committed murder.

This provided a new explanation for the bleeding from all seven orifices: it must have been some kind of poison that was administered by the murderer named Shi Ren.

Sato Miwako nodded and said solemnly, "The deceased's driver, Shi Renjunxin, knew that the deceased had a heart disease. According to the deceased's secretary Miura, he was strongly suppressed by the deceased. His friend committed suicide because of the suppression, and his company went bankrupt. After he joined Jumu Enterprise, he was humiliated by the deceased every day."

"So, Shi Ren Chunxin had a motive to kill, and it was very sufficient."

Miwako Sato's speculation makes sense.

Although there is no famous detective, the Metropolitan Police Department is not entirely composed of eccentrics. A simple guess is that Jun Shin has the greatest motive, and his disappearance is most likely due to him fleeing for fear of crime.

Inspector Megure quickly issued a wanted order for Junshin Shiren, a man wanted throughout the country.

However, when Ren Chunxin joined the winery, he was already prepared. Moreover, after joining, he completely lost his freedom and could only be accompanied by the computer all day long. The wanted order had no effect on him.

Chapter 55: mph

Xiachuan led the then-Junxin to the Daikoku Building.

Vodka had been waiting here early, but Xiachuan still couldn't see Gin.

But this is not a bad thing. He is not familiar with the brewery yet. If he meets Gin, there is a possibility that he will be discovered to be abnormal.

Just docking with vodka is undoubtedly the best transition.

The first time he saw Xia Chuan, Vodka did not ask about Shi Ren Chunxin. Instead, he looked Xia Chuan up and down, and saw that he was holding a suitcase in each hand, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

If Tequila doesn't bring the money, Vodka will come to collect the debt.

Tequila is not unaware that the organization is short of money recently, but it would be a bit ignorant if he doesn't hand over the profits from selling powder and transaction funds as soon as possible.

Maybe it will make the big brother unhappy. If the big brother takes action, it won't be as easy as just paying back the money. The code name Tequila may even be reallocated.

"Where's Gin?" Xia Chuan locked up Junxin in the monitoring room, turned around and asked Vodka.

"The organization has so many businesses in Japan, it's impossible for Brother Gin to stay in Tokyo forever. If it weren't for the incident with Junshin, I would have followed Brother Gin to Hokkaido today."

OK, got it, went to Hokkaido.

Xia Chuan nodded and slammed the briefcase on the conference table. Two hundred million in cash was not light, and it made a loud noise when it hit the conference table.

Vodka didn't care, instead he laughed out loud in relief.

Judging from the amount, it seems that Tequila brought all the money.

However, the necessary procedures still need to be followed.

Vodka stepped forward and opened the two boxes. Only after he confirmed that there was basically no problem with the number did he relax.

After closing the two suitcases, he pointed to the monitoring room and said, "I'm going to take him to the software development base. You come with me."

This kind of thing could have been done by one person, but Vodka was worried that Shi Ren Chunxin would have some ulterior motives. Plus, he had so much money with him, so it would be safer with Tequila as his companion.

The amount of money is not large, but it is very important for the winery which is currently short of money. Without money, it is difficult to move forward. The same is true for dark organizations like theirs.

The food, drink, and defecation of the peripheral members under his command, the daily expenses of the formal members, and the research institute also require a large sum of money. Even the software development base that he is heading to now is short of money.

These 200 million may seem like a lot, but in reality, once each department distributes them, they will soon be used up.

"Okay, you drive."

Xia Chuan naturally didn't know where the software development base was, so in order not to be exposed, he decided to drive with Vodka.

"It's a good opportunity for me to see what's different about Gin's personal driver."

Hearing this, Vodka was obviously a little proud.

He is the organization's ace driver. From bumper cars to nuclear submarines, there is nothing he can't drive as long as there is a steering wheel.

Although he has some experience in firearms and fighting, he is most proud of his driving skills, which is why Gin chose him to be his younger brother.

"Then I'll let you see it for yourself. It just so happens that there are basically no traffic police on duty on the road at this time."

Voltaire turned his neck and wrists as if heating himself up, seeming eager to try.

"You are so confident, but be careful not to run a red light if you go too fast."

"As long as I'm fast enough, the red light won't be able to catch up with me. Even if I'm photographed, with my speed, the camera can only capture my residual image at best, and they won't be able to know my license plate number."

Vodka is full of confidence, and it seems that this is not his first time to speed in the city.

Xia Chuan showed a look of doubt and uncertainty, which made Vodka feel doubtful.

Although Gin's Porsche 356A is a classic car, it has obviously been modified. Although it does not have a nitrogen injection device like in The Fast and the Furious, the speed when the accelerator is stepped on to the bottom is definitely enough to induce vomiting.

Xia Chuan sat steadily in the back seat, next to him was Shi Ren Chun Xin, who had a black cloth covering his eyes and his legs were trembling.

"Isn't it just 250 km/h? You've been driving for Mumuyu for the past six months in vain, and you can't even handle this speed." Xia Chuan curled his lips in disdain.

"..."

Ren Chunxin didn't say anything at the time. No, he didn't dare to speak because he was afraid that speaking would distract the driver in front of him.

He would definitely not be afraid of driving at this speed in the suburbs, but now he is in the city!

There are intersections everywhere and accidents can happen if you are not careful.

Although his eyes were blindfolded, the constant sound of brakes and the centrifugal force generated during drifting made his stomach churn, and he was afraid that he would vomit if he opened his mouth.

Can't vomit.

It was said that this car belonged to a member of a more terrifying organization. If he vomited, he was afraid that he would not see the sun tomorrow.

Vodka was obviously very excited. He probably didn't have the chance to race when Gin was around, so now he was taking advantage of his elder brother's absence to wear out the tires like crazy.

Xia Chuan lit a cigarette and took two puffs. He opened the window and was about to flick the ash, but the cigarette butt flew away as soon as he stretched out his hand.