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Chapter 905 905. Get me a ticket (please give me a monthly ticket)

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    In the tavern, Fengyuan Qingji was carefully wiping the glass.

    Castor sat on the bar in front of her, scooping out the ice cream in the cup.  When the ice cream bottomed out, she put down the spoon, licked the corners of her lips, and said:

    "I heard that Bourbon has found Shirley~"

    "Yeah." Fengyuan Qingji hummed softly, not surprised at all.

    Seeing his expression without any fluctuation, Custer made a sound, feeling a little bored.

    "I thought you would be surprised, but there was no reaction at all"

    "It's just a little bit, it's not something that should be surprising."

    ???????????????????????? There are always traces of activity in people, and unless she completely becomes a different person, it¡¯s not too difficult to find.

    Fengyuan Qingji put the glass upside down on the cup holder, raised his eyes and glanced at her gently, "Besides, I should know a little earlier than you."

    Castor curled his lips, "It's boring. I finally have useful information, but I can't show it off in front of you"

    "Having this kind of emotion only shows that you are immature."

    "Maturematurejust the definition of maturity."

    Custer didn¡¯t like Bit¡¯s preaching tone, with an elder¡¯s attitude, like looking at a child who didn¡¯t understand anything.

    ¡­¡± Fengyuan Qingji laughed twice and said nothing.

    The black cat walked to the bar, lay down on his hand and rubbed it, then turned over, with its limbs and paws pointing upward, revealing its soft belly.

    Fengyuan Qingji stretched out his hand to rub its belly, and the black cat purred comfortably.

    Seeing this, Castor also wanted to touch her twice, but before he put his hand on it, the black cat had already turned over, staring at her warily with two jewel-like eyes, and let out a threatening roar from his throat.

    "Oh, please let me touch it, just once" Custer clasped his hands together and looked longingly at the cat in front of him, almost kowtowing to her.

    She has wanted to pet this cat for a long time, but the cat doesn¡¯t seem to like her very much and has refused to pet her.

    The black cat turned his head arrogantly, walked to the bar with small steps, then jumped down and found a comfortable place to lie down.

    A faint smile appeared on Fengyuan Qingji's lips, "It may not like the smell of you"

    "It's really strange. He is close to people like you, but he just doesn't get close to me." Custer held his head, puzzled.

    Killers like them are almost insulators for animals, and the evil spirit on their bodies can make animals walk around them.

    It¡¯s not easy to find someone who is not afraid of their evil aura, but they just don¡¯t get close to her.

    "Oh, forget it, I can't force it." Custer sighed and she looked away.

    The feeling of a cat is just like that, not as good as a plush toy.

    She turned around and asked about other things, "Shirley will appear on the Suzuki Express train then. Do you plan to go and see it?"

    Fengyuan Qingji slowly shook his head, "No, I'm not interested."

    He has been busy with other things recently and does not have much energy to pay attention to Shirley, an unimportant person.

    ¡°And, since the trace has been found by the organization, it will inevitably lead to death.

    No matter it is bourbon or gin, they will not miss such a good opportunity to deal with the traitor.

    He asked Custer, who was bored and playing with a spoon in front of him, and asked: "Are you going to take a look?"

    "The mission hasn't been cancelled, even if I don't want to go, I can't."

    Although Bourbon found Shirley, the mission given to her by Gin had not been cancelled, so she had to continue to keep an eye on Bourbon.

    What does it look like to be surrounded by a man every day

    Fengyuan Qingji lowered his eyes slightly and instantly understood her purpose of coming tonight.

    ¡°So, you can¡¯t buy a ticket for the Suzuki Express train and you want me to help?¡±

    Custer grinned, showing a standard smile, and said with a smile:

    "yes."

    "The tickets for the Suzuki Express train have all been booked. Without some unconventional means, I won't be able to get the tickets at all"

    She was too lazy to do it herself, so she came to Bit.

    ¡° Anyway, the old man must have some way to get the tickets.

    ¡°¡­The tickets will be given to you tomorrow morning.¡±

    "Okay." The goal was achieved, and Custer jumped down from the high stool with a very good attitude.

    ¡°Old man, please go to bed early and I won¡¯t disturb you.¡±?

    After Custer left, Fengyuan Qingji opened the book "Silent Snow Ridge" lying next to him, then took a bottle of wine from the wine rack at the back, poured it into a cup and started to drink it himself.

    The black cat jumped onto the table, lay down next to his hand, and flicked its tail.

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    There are still two days until the Suzuki Express train departs.

    Conan was sitting in a restaurant, invited to talk to Zero, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

    The person opposite was still expressionless, but there was a sense of laziness on that expressionless face.

    "You're saying that the organization already knew about Shirley's last appearance in the mountains of Gunma County?" Conan looked serious, as if facing a formidable enemy.

    He has deleted all the photos. Among the people who have seen it, there should be no one who is organized. How does the organization know?

    ¡°Could it be that Toru Amuro learned about it from Shun Kamikawa and then reported it to the organization?

    "Yes." Shun Kamikawa, who was wearing a vest, leaned back slightly and leaned on the back of the chair.

    He hasn¡¯t used this vest for a long time, but even so, he still has extraordinary credibility with Conan.

    "Is it made of bourbon? Why?"

    There were no customers in the restaurant, and the place they were sitting in was also a corner. Since Zero invited him here, he must have checked the environment beforehand, so Conan did not shy away from talking about this in such an environment.

    Kamikawa Shun did check the environment and carried a signal jammer in his pocket to avoid being eavesdropped.

    He didn¡¯t hide anything from Conan and directly told him the reason why they wanted to do this.

    "Because Bourbon happens to have a mission to find Shirley, and we plan to take this opportunity to let Shirley die."

    Hearing this, Conan¡¯s frown slowly relaxed.

    Letting Shirley die is a good thing for Haiyuan. In this way, the organization will not continue to trace her traces, and there will be no need to worry about encountering any dangers again.

    But, this kind of operation is not easy, how to do it?

    "What are you going to do?"

    Kamikawa Shun briefly told him the plan. Conan combed through it and nodded, writing it down if there were no omissions.

    "If you can, call your mother back to help. She has an old relationship with Belmod. If Belmod plans to do something, she should be able to contain him."

    Although Kamikawa Shun felt that Belmode would not do anything, the woman was worried that she might suddenly change her mind and want to do something, so it was better to find someone to restrain her.

    Conan looked up at Kamikawa Shun and said nothing.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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