In the No. 6 private room, a man and a woman were already eating inside.

Tita held her cheeks, her long golden hair slid to the side with her movements, and her big green eyes blinked, as if they had fallen from the mortal world:

"Bailey, you're too late, we've already started eating."

"Aren't you kidding that little toy from the Metropolitan Police Department? After taking the medicine, it will last for a long time, and you will be discovered, right?"

Tsipro said as he sandwiched a piece of sashimi with a casual attitude.

"Within 12 hours, he couldn't wake up."

Shirakawa sat down and looked at the two bottles of wine that appeared for the first time:

"Knowing that I'm following an undercover agent, you dare to come over without any cover-up. The brain was taken away by gin?"

Tsipro coquettishly stroked his short light brown hair, and his purple eyes looked bewitching and frivolous:

"A handsome guy of my level, if he hides his appearance, he is a tyrannical thing."

Tita blinked her eyes, tears filled her eyes, and said pitifully:

"What does this have to do with people, who are serious businessmen who have been threatened by you two hateful members of the organization."

Tsipro patted his chest: "Auntie, you look like this, just like Belmode, it's disgusting."

Dita's face darkened, she hated what people were talking about her age, and she hated being compared to Belmode.

"Tsipro, are you looking for death?"

Shirakawa Hoshi poured himself a cup of tasteless Japanese sake, and said impatiently:

"Enough, if you want to fight, go back to the base, I'll fight with you."

Within the organization, the widely circulated legend about Bailey is:

Compete with other members for money (gambling or healing), and fight with Bailey for death (the kind that deserved to be killed).

Knowing that Bailey's state and the two of them couldn't control their emotions well, they immediately accepted the meaningless provocation and made a heartfelt suggestion:

"This restaurant doesn't smoke, and if you don't feel like you're feeling right, don't put up with it."

They're here to take a vacation, not to look for abuse, and they don't want to play melee combat with Bailey, who is the same as hanging on the drug.

Shirakawa declined the suggestion of two bottles of wine: "No, I have something to do in the evening."

The main business of the members of the organization is nothing more than killing people and setting fires.

I don't know which unlucky guy was targeted by Bailey.

Tita changed the subject without a trace:

"I heard you made a drama recently? Do you want me to help? I have a lot of celebrities under me~"

Shirakawa nodded unceremoniously, "You adopted a child who looked very similar to Shirley when she was a child, right?"

Tita looked at Shirakawa defensively, "What do you want to do?"

She did adopt such a child, which is not only her cash cow, but also a talent that she maliciously cultivated.

Originally, she was going to raise this child a little more, send her to Akemi Miyano, and end Akemi Miyano's life.

Sisters kill each other, it's exciting to think about it.

Even if one of them was fake, she didn't care.

"Shirley will become smaller after taking drug A, you let that little guy make a cameo in my play, and then let Shirley replace the identity of that child."

Shirakawa Star stated:

"That child is innocent, you can't do it, after Shirley gets smaller, you can torture at will, just don't die."

Tita's eyes lit up, and her voice was a little hurried:

"That's ...... It's so good~ I don't even want to go back~

"Shirley and that protagonist are friends, right? I just saw the protagonist's family outside, are there going to be dead people here today? Dead man's words should be free, right? Why don't we order a few more dishes?"

As soon as she was excited, Tita began to talk, and even said something that didn't match her words at all.

Tsipro was a little disdainful and tidied up his clothes:

"It's that lewd mustachioed uncle

The little radish head next to you, right? He doesn't look as good as half as me, and this kind of guy can be the protagonist?"

Tita Kop:

"You don't understand, how cute the little radish head is, most of the viewers in this country are more morbid and like this type. If only I could turn around and be my boyfriend. Why don't you find a chance to get to know each other? I'm very curious about the so-called protagonist~"

Shirakawa Star gave Tita a strange look, "You're out of love again?"

Tsipro expressed his schadenfreude and shared the latest new melons with Shirakawa:

"When Gin was cleaning up the undercover agent, he found out that the guy was in collusion with MI6, and Tita could only send him to God in tears."

Tita glared at Tsipro dissatisfied, her eyes were gentle, and she kissed the yellow-green diamond ring she was wearing on her hand:

"I just gave him a chance, a chance that he would never be able to leave me."

Tita's eyes were full of love as she looked at the ring:

"My husband, this life can only be my person, whether it is life or death, it belongs only to me."

Zipolo secretly rolled his eyes and decided to turn around and destroy the broken ring.

Bai Chuanxing was thoughtful, and the sick Jiao spoke like this.

I've learned, I've learned, and I'll chat with Kudo Shinichi next time we meet.

Tsipro continued the conversation earlier, "Isn't Gin always loyal to the boss and the most loyal gun under the boss? Why didn't you kill your toys when you came back? Didn't bother with this savior?"

After admiring her ex-boyfriend for a while, Tita also remembered the topic she had just talked about:

"The only one who can suppress Gin's instinct to catch undercover agents is that gentleman. I guess the gentleman wants to use the protagonist to study the secrets of that group of players. Kobury, you've been in Japan for so long, you must know that cute protagonist, right?"

Tita held her face, her face flushed, like a young girl:

"No one has ever found such a young boyfriend, so let Kaluwa study it again, maybe he can be free to get bigger and smaller. Ah, people are so excited~"

You're getting bigger and smaller...... Is he serious?

Shirakawa Xing's temples jumped slightly: "Aha, I'm okay with that. If you accidentally play him to death, you can replace him and become my new toy."

Tita was about to answer, but before she could speak, she paused, and the three of them looked at the door at the same time.

"Why is there always some sneaky little mouse around a handsome guy like me?"

Zipro sighed under his breath, put down his glass, and quietly walked to the door, slamming the door open.

Conan, who is quietly approaching the door and trying to install a bug: !!

Tsipro picked him up, dodging the anesthetic needle that Conan shot in a hurry:

"Aha, what did I catch? A little mouse with a thorn."

Closing the door again, Tsipro threw Conan in front of Shirakawa:

"It looks very clever, it's a pity to kill it directly, how about bringing it back as an experiment."

Shirakawa glanced at Conan faintly, and a cruel smile appeared on his face:

"There are two more next door, let's take them back together."

Conan:!!!

What does this guy want to do?

Conan instinctively looked at the location of the box where Maorilan was, no, he had to let Xiaolan escape as soon as possible.

Conan got up, shot at the doorway, and lunged at the unclosed window......