Ke Xue: Mastering Observation Haki at the start

I hope Conan didn't skip class again today.

Using his Observation Haki to sense the entire restaurant... after discovering that Conan wasn't there, Gachen remained silent for a while.

Not Ke Xue.

Jia Chen got up, opened the door, and everyone around him hurriedly tried to run outside.

"Hey, what's wrong with your waiter? He's just drunk!" Someone nearby helped the customer who had fallen to the ground up and swayed him...

"Where am I?" the guest asked, still dazed.

"Tch... I thought something had happened."

"So no one died after all."

"That's all, that's all. Go back and eat."

The crowd that was preparing to flee dispersed.

Jia Chen watched this scene coldly.

As expected of Beika Town, they insist on calling a fainting spell a death...

This then causes panic, leading to a stampede.

"What happened?" Gin looked up at Gachen with his dark green eyes...

If someone really died, they need to retreat immediately to avoid arousing unnecessary suspicion.

"It's nothing, just a drunkard." Jia Chen closed the door and sat down on the soft sofa. "I called a waiter, if you're treating, you can order."

Gin didn't say anything.

I ordered one of each dish listed on the menu.

soon..

The waiter brought the dishes over, and the aroma filled the air...

Vodka stared at the French steak, foie gras, and seafood stew on the table, his gaze behind his sunglasses revealing an unbearable intensity.

"Vodka, you eat first," Gin said coldly, pushing the food in front of him towards Vodka.

"Brother...this isn't quite right." Vodka was touched; it seemed his brother understood him best.

He didn't eat the cold bento box from last night because it was too cold, and this morning he was busy tidying up the training base for Galiano.

He then picked up his knife and fork, ready to start eating, but seeing Galiano and Gin staring at him, he scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Then... in order to avoid this awkward situation as quickly as possible.

Vodka finished off a huge steak in three bites.

Gin: “…”

He just wanted to test the vodka for poison, in case the restaurant had FBI, CBI, Japanese police, distillery traitors, or zoo staff.

But... he ate it all, what did he eat?

Gin observed for a while and found that Vodka's face was flushed and he was not feeling unwell at all. He then picked up his knife and fork and began to eat the foie gras in front of him.

As a result... when Gin was about to take it, Vodka turned the plate in front of him and finished it off in a few bites.

"Big brother, I knew you were the best to me." Vodka ate with grease dripping from his mouth, his eyes behind his sunglasses filled with joy.

Gachen and Gin stared coldly at Vodka...

Then I glanced at the remaining staple food and porridge on the table...

"Galiano, big brother, hurry up and eat." Vodka felt a little awkward being stared at.

"Order another one," Gin said calmly. "Then pay the bill."

"Huh?" Vodka paused, looking at Gin's calm gaze, and stopped chewing. "Should I pay the bill?"

“Yes,” Jia Chen replied, nodding…

Vodka: "???"

Chapter Forty-Five: That Gentleman: Very Good

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Gin chose a comfortable position with his legs tapped on the table and leaning back against the sofa.

Holding a cigarette and smoking

The two people around him were also sitting on the sofa, each holding a cigarette, and didn't say much.

Delicious French cuisine in a tranquil atmosphere.

Gin suddenly felt something he had never experienced before... Normally, he would be on a mission or on his way to one at this time; he had never experienced true peace.

Vodka always manages to interrupt my sleep precisely and at the right time.

When he doesn't have any tasks, Gin usually finds things to do.

For example, suspecting someone is an undercover agent, gathering intelligence, or counter-infiltrating the FBI or the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

Moreover, other core members of the organization, except for Vodka, did not like to communicate with him.

But Gin felt he couldn't communicate with vodka at all.

One is asking a question, and the other is answering it.

The tranquility now... is rare. Gin slowly closed his eyes, wanting to take a nap...

"Big brother! The drinks are here." Vodka poured a glass for Jia Chen, then poured a glass for Gin.

Gin, whose eyes were not closed: "..."

He resisted the urge to draw his gun and execute the vodka, and instead picked up his glass and took a small sip.

"Vodka, don't you drink?" Jia Chen sat in his seat, leisurely raising his glass... looking at Vodka.

"Don't drink and drive." Vodka grinned. "I'm a law-abiding citizen."

Jia Chen: "......"

This was the first time he had heard that the Autobot Vodka never drank alcohol while driving.

“Actually, having a drink isn’t a big deal.” Vodka poured himself a glass of rum and gulped it down. “It’s just that the traffic police keep giving my brother’s car tickets lately… and I’m the one who pays all the fines.”

"Shut up, Vodka." Gin glanced at Vodka coldly.

Jia Chen remained silent...

There's a strange sense of déjà vu...

It's like experiencing a relaxed lifestyle in a winery.

As the music of Seven Crows echoed in the air.

Gin sat up straight and stared coldly at Jia Chen. "There's a mission for you later."

Jia Chen: "What mission?"

“It’s very simple,” Gin explained coldly. “That gentleman will interview you directly.”

Jia Chen frowned.

The distillery is indeed a deep and complex place, so far.

He didn't have any important tasks; his only task was to capture Akira Kiichiro.

This clearly demonstrates that the organization doesn't trust him and needs someone to personally brainwash him before he can be considered a true core member.

However, Jia Chen had anticipated this.

The probability of him being brainwashed is zero. In his previous life, he frequently appeared in various organizations.

There are also ways to guard against this kind of brainwashing.

Most importantly, the side effect of awakening one's talent after transmigrating is forced calmness.

“Okay.” Jia Chen nodded.

......

The surrounding walls reflected a somewhat cool light under the lamp.

Jia Chen sat in a chair, with a computer directly opposite him and projectors placed in the corners of the walls around him.

After about ten seconds, the computer screen began to malfunction...

The projector then projects a video window.

A video pops up... A figure appears in the shadows. The surrounding environment is not clear, but upon closer inspection, it can be discerned that it resembles a church setting.

Beside him stood an old man, a red-eyed crow, staring at him.

"You seem to be in pretty good shape right now," a synthesized electronic voice came from the screen.

"Hmm." Jia Chen lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the ground.

A strange thought popped into my head: that gentleman seemed to care about me a lot...

Soon, the emotional turmoil subsided, and calm returned.