Furukawa Kumisa did not expect to see Matsuda Jinpei here.

Hmm... Matsuda Jinpei is still wearing something unusual.

She looked at Matsuda Jinpei's casual attire, and it looked a bit like the way she looked when she met him and Takagi in the arcade.

Matsuda Jinpei also saw Furukawa Kumisa the second she turned around. His expression changed, and then under her surprised gaze, he took a step forward and pushed her against the wall.

Furukawa Kumisa:……??

"Hey, there are such beautiful girls in a place like this?"

His tall body encircled Furukawa Kumisa, his tone of voice was frivolous and casual, and the expression in his eyes covered by sunglasses could not be seen clearly, and all he could see was the uninhibited smile on his lips.

"How about a drink with me?"

Furukawa Kumisa:……

She remembered that when she reported to the police station today, she stopped by the search class and walked around.

Sato and Takagi both welcomed her return very much, but they did not see Matsuda Jinpei. After careful questioning, they found out that he had gone on a mission.

Looking at him like this now, how could she not know what he was doing.

Furukawa Kumisa calmly raised her eyes, looked directly at the man who was banging her in front of her, and asked in a voice that only two people could hear: "Are you following the prisoner?"

Matsuda Jinpei paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand, lifted her chin, and slowly moved closer to her.

He said "hmm" in a very soft voice, and then said: "Cooperate with me."

Furukawa Kumisa thought for a while, since he wanted her to cooperate...

She raised her head, looked at him, smiled, and replied loudly: "Okay, let's go."

Matsuda Jinpei:......???

What Matsuda Jinpei thought was "cooperation": slap the "gangster" across the face and walk away angrily.

Furukawa Kumisa understands "cooperation": If he wants to drink with me, then go ahead.

Matsuda Jinpei:...Isn’t this script wrong??

Matsuda Jinpei was shocked by the script the opponent held, and froze on the spot, not knowing how to react.

Furukawa Kumisa gave him a strange look: "What's wrong? Aren't you leaving?"

Matsuda Jinpei thought for a while and realized that he had almost completed his mission today and was about to withdraw his team and go back.

But when he left, the person he was following seemed to have some suspicions about him. It happened that he saw Furukawa Kumisa again, so he simply acted out a play with her.

In the script he prepared for himself, it should be that he, a gangster, casually teased a passerby, was slapped by the passerby, and finally left angrily while touching his cheek.

...Although the current development is not quite right, at least it can lead to the ending of "leaving the scene" through twists and turns.

After clarifying this point, Matsuda Jinpei nodded well, then gently put his arm around Furukawa Kumisa's shoulders and whistled.

"Yes, I like such a proactive little sister."

Then, with the target behind him sizing up his eyes, he held Furukawa Kumisa in his arms and left the scene of the incident.

"Host, the person behind you has been following you."

Furukawa Kumisa: ...No, it’s not enough to act at this level?

She reminded Matsuda Jinpei in a low voice, and Matsuda Jinpei was also speechless.

Now, the position is reversed, and the target of the prisoner is following them.

He looked around, and he actually found a bar under the neon lights on the roadside. He just didn't hesitate, put his arms around Furukawa Kumisa and walked in.

The dim and flickering light in the bar shone on their faces, making Kumisa Furukawa feel a little uncomfortable.

Matsuda Jinpei went to the end of the show and directly took Furukawa Kumisa to the booth and pushed her down on the seat.

The target behind him didn't follow up, so Matsuda Jinpei finally relaxed and sat back on the chair, shaking the jingling accessories all over his body in disgust.

"Phew, finally got rid of it."

He looked at Furukawa Kumisa who sat down obediently across from him: "Lao Lao, you are accompanying me in this scene. What do you want to drink? I'll buy it."

Furukawa Kumisa confirmed with the system that the man had not followed, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, let's have a glass of lemonade."

Opposite me, Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows: "Come to the bar to drink lemonade? Do you look down on me or yourself?"

He took the drink list from the table, flipped through two pages, and asked her: "Rye whiskey (rye)?"

Furukawa Kumisa jumped up: "No rye!"

Matsuda Jinpei didn't expect her reaction to be so big, but he didn't say anything and turned two more pages: "gin?"

Furukawa Kumi shook his head like a rattle: "Don't gin!"

Matsuda Jinpei said "tsk": "Are you quite picky?"

Furukawa Kumisa pointed his fingers and listed them for him: "rye, gin, vodka, vermonth... don't want any of them."

Matsuda Jinpei was a little confused about her pickyness, but he still followed her instructions, flipped through two more pages, and finally closed the menu with a snap and finalized it.

"Order the bourbon."

Furukawa Kumisa subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after thinking about how many thorns he had already picked, he stopped brushing Matsuda Jinpei's intention and reluctantly nodded.

Matsuda Jinpei finished ordering, leaned forward, looked at her through the table, and said with a half-smile, "Can't I see that you are still an old drunkard, so picky about your drinking?"

Furukawa Kumisa shook his head: "I don't like drinking," then thought about it and explained, "I simply don't like the names of those wines."

Matsuda Jinpei: ...This was the first time he met someone who said that he didn't like drinking because he didn't like the name.

He laughed a little, then leaned back in his seat, stared at Furukawa Kumisa's dimming appearance under the light for a long time, and slowly looked away.

Thousands of things he wanted to say circled around his mouth, and then an unrelated question popped up: "...What's wrong with the hand?"

Furukawa Kumisa was stunned and looked at the palm of her right hand - she almost forgot that there was a wound on her hand.

She smiled: "Nothing, it was scratched by the newly printed document."

Matsuda Jinpei said "tsk": "Are you a three-year-old primary school student? Can you be hurt by such a thing?"

Furukawa Kumisa knew he was in the wrong, so he touched his nose and said nothing.

But the topic naturally led to this, and Matsuda Jinpei spoke as naturally as possible: "How did you... go to Hokkaido to rest? - You are so reckless, you are not involved in any messy incidents, right?

"

Furukawa Kumisa thought about the trip to Hokkaido that Gin had summarized for them yesterday. It could be said that corpses and murders flew together, and the deaths were all unexpected.

She coughed lightly and said, "Well, everything went smoothly, nothing happened."

As for Matsuda Jinpei, there is no need to let him know. Although he usually looks disheveled in his clothes, in fact, he has a bit of a motherly character who is easy to worry about. Now that everything has been resolved, don't let him worry.

"Really?" Matsuda Jinpei didn't believe it. "You can get into a plane crash at high altitude, you can encounter jewelry thefts when you go shopping, and you can also investigate a case thousands of miles away in Tokyo - you call this

'Nothing happened'?"

Furukawa Kumisa wanted to feel aggrieved for herself: She didn’t want to either! Who asked her to bring so many Shinigami with her!!

By chance, the waiter came to serve the wine and poured it for them. Furukawa Kumisa took a sip, thought about it, and started pouring the bitter water.

She complained about the murders on the plane all the way to the final manor serial case. During this period, she drank bourbon to soothe her throat. Finally, she slapped her wine glass on the table and concluded: "Facts have proved that I will travel in the future."

You must stay away from that brat named Edogawa Conan!"

In fact, the entire Metropolitan Police Department has heard of Edogawa Conan's "God of Death" attribute. After all, the Young Detective Corps and the Mori Detective Agency centered on him are frequent visitors to the Metropolitan Police Department to make records.

...no surprise at all.

Opposite him, Matsuda Jinpei listened to her complaining so much in one breath. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and then said slowly: "You mean... you and Toru Amuro stayed at the winery in the name of a 'couple'"

?”

Furukawa Kumisa almost choked on his drink: "...I have said so much and you just remember this??"

You two really grasp the key points very well.

"if not?"

Matsuda Jinpei took another leisurely sip, then shook the wine in the glass and said casually: "What is your... relationship with Toru Amuro?"

Furukawa Kumisa was stunned for a moment.

It's not that this question is difficult to answer, but...she seems to have been asked this question more than once.

Kudo Shinichi asked, Akai Shuichi asked, and now even Matsuda Jinpei asked her.

How did she answer them?—Friends, colleagues, what else? Oh, friends...

Furukawa Kumisa felt a little dizzy and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but feel dazed.

"Host, you are drunk."

Furukawa Kumisa's groggy mind was awakened: "My body's alcohol resistance is so low??"

She has only been in this world for more than a month, and she has never had a drink with anyone, so she doesn't know her body's alcohol capacity, but she has a reaction after just two drinks?

While thinking about her, she picked up the wine glass at hand and took another sip of bourbon to calm down her shock.
To be continued...