The world of science is unscientific

Today is the weekend again.

The two decided to go out for a walk.

"How about we go check out that park over there?" Yusuke Suzuki suggested, feeling that driving around aimlessly was pointless.

"Great, the park here looks very quiet."

five minutes later.

The two gazed into the distance, remaining silent.

The park was indeed quite quiet, but they spotted Genta and Ayumi.

"Let's go."

Ai Haibara stretched her shoulders, turned her head, and saw that Yusuke Suzuki had already walked ten meters away.

“That’s not the way,” she quickly ran over and grabbed the other person. “I meant to go to the children’s side.”

"Oh, that's how it is."

Yusuke Suzuki silently turned back.

"Ayumi!"

"Ah, Haibara, and Yusuke-nii!" Ayumi looked very happy to see the two of them coming.

Genta also ran over excitedly to say hello.

"What about Mitsuhiko and Edogawa?"

Ai Haibara shared the fries she had just bought, while looking around.

"They went over there with Officer Takagi."

"Officer Takagi?" Ai Haibara was taken aback. "What happened?"

...

"So you lost your police handbook when you stopped someone from fighting..." Ai Haibara said speechlessly. "If Inspector Megure finds out, the consequences will probably be dire."

"Yes, this thing is very important, so Genta and I are here helping to look for it."

Yusuke Suzuki patted the two of them on the head and chuckled, "Good luck."

Five minutes later, Genta returned.

"You three should help look for it too!"

With just one glance from Yusuke Suzuki, Genta immediately became aggrieved and polite.

At that moment, Officer Takagi returned with Conan and Mitsuhiko.

They all looked dejected, probably because they hadn't found anything.

"Huh? Yusuke-nii?"

Conan's eyes lit up, and Mitsuhiko beamed with joy.

Takagi Wataru was still downcast, but raised his hand to greet him, "You're here too, Yusuke. I'm afraid I'm going to get punished again this time."

Upon hearing Takagi Wataru's words, Mitsuhiko's raised eyebrows fell again. "It's really difficult to find someone just by their name and appearance."

"Huh? Officer? What are you doing here?"

Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned to look.

Upon seeing who it was, Takagi Wataru rushed over like a madman, exclaiming, "Great! You're the one from yesterday!"

"Yes," Hanzaki Jiro said apologetically, "I really caused you trouble yesterday."

"Mr. Hanzaki, did you find this thing of mine when you were here yesterday?" Takagi Wataru gestured with his hand to form a rectangle.

"No, I didn't find anything. I think my manager probably didn't find anything either."

"How did you know?"

Yusuke Suzuki spoke directly.

“Well… because I went back with my manager yesterday,” Hanzaki Jiro quickly changed the subject, “then I’ll help you look for it too.”

As he spoke, he began to rummage through the trash cans on the side.

“Wait,” Yusuke Suzuki stepped forward and grabbed him, “Are you sure you know what Officer Takagi lost?”

Takagi Wataru just made a gesture; this person is very strange.

"Isn't this a police handbook?" Hanzaki Jiro asked, puzzled.

“Actually, it was your wallet that was lost,” Yusuke Suzuki suddenly said enthusiastically. “No need to trouble you. With so many of us helping to look for it, we should be able to find it soon.”

“More people means more strength,” Hanzaki Jiro said nonchalantly, then his expression changed. “By the way, what time is it?”

It's almost one o'clock.

"Really? I had made plans to have lunch with my manager today, but he didn't answer my calls even after several attempts. He must be drunk again. He loves to drink, hahaha."

"Then why don't you go find him?"

"Um... because he lives far away, it takes an hour and a half to drive there, I'm too lazy to make the trip."

“It’s alright, I’ll take you to pick him up,” Suzuki Yusuke said with a gentle smile. “Shall we go?”

"No, is it really necessary to go to that?"

"It's alright, I'm hungry anyway, I'll treat you to dinner. To be honest, I'm a senior executive at EW Company, and I'd like to have a talk with you and your agent. You're a singer, aren't you?"

"EW Company!?"

"Well, let's go."

"Let's... let's do it another day."

Hanzaki Jiro tried to leave, but Suzuki Yusuke grabbed him and chuckled, "If you drink too much and stay home alone, you might die. So, let's go check on him."

"You..." Hanzaki Jiro struggled but couldn't break free, and said angrily, "How can you be like this?"

"Okay, tell me your agent's address, I'll go find him myself."

After a struggle, Hanzaki Jiro was almost in tears. How could he have run into such a scoundrel? But it was fine, as long as things continued like this, he would have an alibi!

At that moment, Suzuki Yusuke suddenly leaned close to his ear and said, "Think it through. Surrendering to commit attempted murder and intentional murder are two different things. I can easily investigate the arrangements you made. My teacher is Kogoro Mouri."

Hanzaki Jiro opened his mouth, then reluctantly confessed.

After rescuing his manager from the bathroom, Wataru Takagi also found his police handbook and took credit for it.

In the car, Conan was still asking Suzuki Yusuke how he figured out that the other party was plotting to kill someone.

“I feel it.” Suzuki Yusuke focused on driving while warning, “If you ask me again, I’ll make you walk back yourself.”

Conan immediately fell silent, looking aggrieved. As for the three little ones, they had already been warned twice and were now too afraid to speak.

Chapter 205 The Bloodshed Caused by Buying Bullets

The three little ones were relatively well-behaved today, so Yusuke Suzuki decided to treat them to a big meal.

After taking Ai Haibara home that night, he disguised himself and went to conduct underground transactions.

Cup House, a bar.

As soon as Suzuki Yusuke entered, his nostrils were filled with a mixture of unpleasant odors. Coupled with the fact that the air circulation inside wasn't very good to begin with, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Martini".

He walked to the bar, sat down, and ordered himself a drink.

This transaction only involves ammunition, so there's no need to be too cautious. With yakuza gangs rampant in Japan these days, buying and selling bullets is just a small part of the bigger picture.

After waiting for a while, a long-haired woman wearing a green low-cut dress sat down next to him. She had delicate features, but looked very worldly.

"Could you buy me a drink, buddy?"

The woman's face was slightly flushed, and the smell of alcohol on her was stronger than that of cheap perfume.

“You have a good capacity for alcohol,” Yusuke Suzuki said, reaching out to block the other’s leaning shoulder. “Give this lady a Margarita.”

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to talk, Miki Masami exhaled a long breath of alcohol and leaned close to his ear affectionately, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a charming man as you, I think..."

“No, you don’t want to.” Suzuki Yusuke frowned. He came to buy bullets, not to deliver them, and besides, he had a bad feeling about this woman.

"Really? I was thinking of giving you two more pistols for free as a thank you for the wine, but since you don't want them, then forget it."

Miki Mamizu winked playfully, and it was then that Yusuke Suzuki realized that her features were actually quite beautiful.

"You're the black cat?"

The seller from whom Suzuki Yusuke bought the gun last time has run away to the United States. Before leaving, he said that his business had been taken over by a man named Black Cat.

This happened two months ago. He wrote down the contact information then and then forgot about it until this time.

"Doesn't it look like it?" Miki Mamizu raised her hand and made a meowing gesture.

"..."

"Where are my things?"

"follow me."

"It's just a few bullets, is it really necessary to make it so complicated?"

“But,” Miki Mamizu stood up and showed him, looking somewhat aggrieved, “I don’t have anywhere on me to put bullets.”

Then, she gave Suzuki Yusuke a wink and chuckled mischievously, "It seems like there is some, too."

Yusuke Suzuki didn't want to say anything more; this woman definitely had some problems.

"Let's go."

He stood up. Leaving this place was a good idea; the air smelled awful.

"Wait a minute." Miki Mamizu picked up the Margarita and downed it in one gulp, then let out a burp without any regard for her image before leading the way.

Whether she was drunk or what, she walked with a swaying gait that attracted a lot of attention.

The two walked two streets into an alley before stopping. Miki Mami's straight, snow-white legs were clad in high heels, with leather straps wrapped around her ankles like coiled snakes.