The world of science is unscientific

Genta couldn't wait to wash his hands, while Mitsuhiko and Ayumi were also intoxicated by the fragrance in the air.

"It looks delicious."

Professor Agasa swallowed hard as he looked at the plate of bright red meat.

“No, Doctor,” Ai Haibara moved the plate of braised pork away a little, “This kind of dish is not good for a body like yours.”

“But,” Professor Agasa said with a troubled expression, “it looks really delicious.”

"No."

+1 to Ai Haibara's cold rejection.

"The doctor can eat ribs, and all other dishes are fine too, it's okay."

Yusuke Suzuki set out the bowls and chopsticks and served the rice.

"good to eat!"

Yuan Tai gulped down a perfectly square piece of braised pork and then shoveled rice into his mouth.

Conan's chopsticks flew around, unable to stop.

After half an hour.

Genta collapsed onto the sofa. "No...no, I ate way too much this time."

"Seriously, Genta, you ate almost all the braised pork by yourself, I only got to eat two pieces..."

Mitsuhiko was still not satisfied. Although the other dishes were also delicious, he felt that something was missing and he was still not satisfied.

"Help yourself if you want some fruit."

Yusuke Suzuki then brought out a fruit platter with five or six kinds of fruit. The various colors and the exquisite plating made it hard to look away.

"I think I can eat a little more."

Genta tried to stand up, but failed, looking unwilling to give up. "Genta, you can do it!"

"Ah, never mind, I really can't move..."

As Suzuki Yusuke put a piece of watermelon in his mouth, his phone suddenly vibrated.

"Come to Beihu Hotel at 3 PM tomorrow."

?

Who is this, all of a sudden and without any context?

Wait a minute, Suzuki Yusuke suddenly had a premonition. Could it be that someone from the organization was looking for him?

After returning to Japan, he didn't do anything particularly high-profile. In the early stages, he just waited for Shinichi Kudo in Tropical Park and hardly had any contact with anyone else.

Therefore, the possibility of him offending anyone or being threatened by someone is almost nonexistent.

Judging from the tone and attitude in this email, it seems to be the style of the organization, or rather, Gin.

The email address is either encrypted or randomly selected.

That puts us in a very passive position.

"Brother Yusuke, is there some trouble?"

Conan had somehow appeared next to him; he had been so focused on thinking that he hadn't even noticed.

"Ah, my father wants me to go to England."

Lying isn't something you can just spout off on cue; Conan certainly can't verify it anyway.

"Don't you want to go?"

"Yes, it's not easy to come back, and I don't want to go abroad again anytime soon."

Yusuke Suzuki ruffled Conan's big head and said goodbye to Professor Agasa.

Upon returning to his apartment, he immediately retrieved the handgun he had hidden, made sure it was working properly, and then loaded it with bullets.

He also took out the bulletproof vest from the wardrobe compartment and placed it on the bedside table. It was a special model with better bulletproof performance.

It's still uncertain what the organization wants from him, so it's better to be prepared.

After getting dressed and hiding his pistol in an easily accessible spot, Yusuke Suzuki entered the parking lot through the fire exit.

He found a secluded spot, disguised himself as a young Japanese man, put on a dark gold wig, and changed his contact lenses.

After making sure no one was around, he got into a taxi and headed to the Beika Hotel.

He discovered on the way that three people were following him, indicating that his identity had been exposed.

But no new text messages came in. Did the organization find it amusing to play with him, or did they want to take this opportunity to test his abilities?

After randomly getting off the bus at a random spot, Yusuke Suzuki began to wander around the streets, occasionally approaching crowds.

……

"Gin, the enemy has discovered us."

On the rooftop of a tall building, Gin looked at the email and sneered, "What an unexpected guy."

"Big brother, he knows disguise techniques, could he be with Bei...?"

"Vodka!" Gin hissed, "Mind your own business."

"yes, Sir!"

Honestly, Chianti would probably keep muttering about that woman's name for ages if he heard it. Vodka really has no sense of propriety.

Gin edits email.

"Kill him. Failure is not an option."

The man gave him supreme command authority over this mission, and he felt he could increase the intensity even further.

Yusuke Suzuki, please give me some more surprises.

Chapter 17 Organizing Interviews

Taking advantage of the opportunity to chat up a few young girls, Yusuke Suzuki entered a coffee shop on the street.

At the same time, he used the excuse of going to the toilet to climb out through the small window of the toilet.

He originally intended to wait in the restroom for the organization to arrive, thus gaining some initiative.

Because the people responsible for tracking him could not possibly be members of the organization with official code names; at most, they would be peripheral personnel.

He was confident he could handle a few small fry.

But when he discovered there was an exit he could use to leave, he changed his mind.

This time, instead of following the organization's instructions, he chose to take the initiative. The person in charge who received the information would definitely focus their attention on him, and if he did anything too extreme, he could very well be assassinated.

There are snipers in the organization, and he doesn't dare gamble on whether they've come or not. He'll wait for the next text message for now, and if there's still no news after an hour, he'll make his move.

Half an hour later, a phone call came in.

Can't sit still anymore?

Looking at the three peripheral members whose legs he had broken, Suzuki Yusuke leaned against a tree and answered the phone.

"Kill them."

His voice was cold and indifferent, showing a disregard for human life.

This is the Qin Bar...

However, the necessary procedures still need to be followed.

Who are you? What is your purpose, or rather, what are your goals?

A cold laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"My name is Gin. As for my purpose, I'll tell you after you kill them."

Yusuke Suzuki set off, pulled out a silenced pistol, and fired three shots in quick succession, with almost no psychological burden.

They were just a few paper figures; he didn't even recognize them.

Not to mention, he now has a laser red dot on his chest, which stands out conspicuously against his black clothes.

“Great, I want you to join us.”

"Single choice or multiple choice?"

"What do you think? Don't think you can escape by disguising yourself. The whole process of you disguising yourself was filmed."

"I wonder if the police will come after you if they find the body and receive two more high-definition videos?"

Great, it seems there are quite a few hidden cameras installed in the apartment parking lot.

"Okay, I'll join, and then what?"

"Now, go to the coffee shop you went into earlier, find the two girls you chatted up, and kill them."

After you're done, find your own way to the Beika Hotel; someone there will meet you.

After Gin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yusuke Suzuki's face was extremely ugly; the organization was trying to drag him down completely.

First, have him kill a few peripheral members of the organization, then have him kill ordinary people.

The former can be defended, since his own life was threatened and the people he killed were not good people, but the latter is unacceptable.

He never expected the organization to be so ruthless; he thought that killing a few people would be enough to show that he wasn't a good person.

Just as he was in a dilemma, a beautiful girl with long, straight, crimson hair and wine-red eyes walked out of the woods.

Koizumi Akako!?

Why is she here?

"It seems that someone whose fate was unpredictable has encountered some trouble."

Koizumi Akako gently pushed off with her feet and floated directly to Suzuki Yusuke's side.

"Don't worry, I have already blocked the outside world's perception of this place."