Tetsuya Aoyagi watched a few elementary school students chatting, occasionally participating in a topic he knew, and closing his mouth when he encountered a topic he didn't understand.

The atmosphere of getting along can also be called harmonious.

It's just that his eyes under purple sunglasses are staring at one of the figures without blinking.

Even though they were all wearing the same clothes, Miyamoto Aito still looked out of place.

Mixed in with ceramic dolls or antique dolls, it may not be noticed.

The unique white is too conspicuous.

Tetsuya Aoyagi is not a pedophile, nor does he have any strange hobbies, he just likes beautiful things.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have dressed himself up so fashionably, which is completely different from the painting style of other journalist colleagues.

He looked at Miyamoto Aito as if he saw a rising star that the fashion industry could not have, full of pity and regret.

If Miyamoto was a model, he would buy the same style no matter what he was wearing.

Although the effect of wearing it is estimated to be different from that of the other party.

While he was staring intently at the beautiful little boss, he saw the car outside the window.

It's easy to recognize, because there is a flag fluttering in the wind on the window, and the words Sherlock Holmes Tours are written.

"The car is coming." He stood up and reminded his few petty bosses.

"I don't know if I can meet a few real detectives." Hideki stood up, put one hand in his pocket, and said as he walked out.

"As long as you don't run into a liar like Kogoro Maori." Takizawa Shin was also smiling, and he didn't look serious at all.

When several people walked to the door of the office, they saw the car parked at the door lowering its window, and a round and kind old man wearing a dark brown deer hunting hat, a brown cloak and a windbreaker, and a mustache beckoned to them with a smile.

He looks like he's about fifty or sixty years old.

"Looks like you've hit your clothes, Hideki." Jiang Shouhuang looked at the other party's clothes, and then looked down at his own and his friend's clothes.

The brown cloak trench coat can be said to be exactly the same.

“…… We look better. Zhuxing Xiushu obviously saw the same clothes on the other party's body, so he raised his head arrogantly.

"I'm Hiroyuki Kanaya, the leader of this tour group, I didn't expect the members of the Silver Bullet to be so young, it's really young and promising......" Hiroyuki Kanaya, the head of the tour group, greeted with a friendly smile.

It's good to be young, and you must be more popular with people in that place.

After all, when you are older, it is not easy to cultivate if you are too assertive.

"Get in the car." With an amiable smile on his face, he looked at several elementary school students without a trace, and then gave an evaluation in his heart.

Several elementary school students looked at the remaining space in the car and found that the space was not small, so they got into the car.

Hiroyuki Kanaya is the kind that can plant twelve adults.

There are currently five people seated in the car, and half of the space is still empty.

If they need to be crowded, they won't get in the car, and they will just let Tetsuya Aoyagi drive behind.

"Silver bullets? The detective group whose members are said to be elementary school students? "The people in the car had apparently heard the news of the silver bullet, and they unanimously set their eyes on several elementary school students.

Feeling the bright and secret gaze, a few elementary school students didn't mind, and the posture of the stars and trees looked even more arrogant.

One by one, they stared back with an arrogant look that seemed to be condescending, and they stared at everyone else in the car who was looking at them.

Miyamoto Aito, on the other hand, ignored the gaze at all.

He doesn't care about the gaze of others, unless there is something else hidden in the gaze.

For example, some killing intent or love that he can feel.

Of course, the people in the car didn't, and even the brigade commander who had bad intentions in his heart, as if he was planning something, had no intention of killing him.

"Little brothers, are you also Sherlock Holmes fans?" A chubby middle-aged woman took the initiative to communicate with them.

"The silver bullets are all the words of elementary school students...... What is this guy who is obviously not a schoolboy doing? A young man turned his attention to Tetsuya Aoyagi.

A young man dressed in a trendy fashion gets into the car behind a few elementary school students with silver bullets.

Could it be the foreign aid of these elementary school students? It's actually this guy who really solves the case?

"I'm just an assistant in charge of taking pictures of the little bosses in solving the crime." Tetsuya Aoyagi explained as he held up his camera rather knowingly.

There is quite a look of being proud of not being ashamed.

"The people who come to this tour are all Sherlock Holmes fans." Hideki only answered the woman's words, ignoring the young man.

"A couple, a middle-aged woman, a guy wearing a cap and can't see his face clearly......" Akira Emori, Shinya Takizawa and Kikukawa Seiichiro whispered.

"There's no way to guess their occupation and identity at the moment." From time to time, he glanced at a few people in the car.

Miyamoto Aito held his mobile phone and bowed his head and was silent.

[I won't go home tonight, and I signed up for a tour group with Hideki, and suddenly announced that I would leave tonight. – Miyamoto Aitto]

This is the message he sent to Ireland, Bourbon, and Gin.

Even if the old father didn't live with him, he also reported the itinerary to the other party.

Everyone's signatures are not code names, but their respective false identities, except for gin, he has a special note prepared by Aito.

【Have fun.】 - Yuyuki Nakagawa]

[Got it.] - Toru Miyamoto]

【Tours?】 Which tour? ——papa】

[It is a tour group that brings Sherlock Holmes fans together, and it is said that it will be held once in a while, and some events will be held, and the winners will be rewarded.] – Miyamoto Aitto]

Having just arrived at the Antidote bar, Gin sat down and put down his phone.

This tour sounds familiar.

He searched for traces in his memory palace, most of which had blank faces.

Finally, he found the information he was looking for.

"Talking to Ivey? Your father-son relationship is so good. Suzi nodded to the table with his index finger, raised his hand and silently gestured to the waiter not far away to order the order.

It didn't take long for the waiter to arrive at their place with free drinks and snacks and hand Suz the menu.

Gin didn't stop replying to the message, just looked up at the free drinks and snacks on the table.

"Normally, even if you don't order here, you will give away free food and drink, so business is very good......," Suzi explained, although he didn't touch the food on the table.

Send it back, but eat it or not...... It's up to them.

Gin stood up violently, grabbed the waiter's short hair and kicked the other party's knee, and pressed the waiter to the table with a force on his hand.

The other party's struggles were completely useless to him.

"Drink it." He put down his phone, picked up the cup, and forcibly poured the liquid from the cup into the waiter's mouth.

The silver-white snake slowly emerged from his cuffs, spitting snake cores against the waiter's face.

A person and a snake all have an icy body temperature, as well as ...... Scarlet eyes.

After pouring all the liquid from the cup into the waiter's mouth and forcing the other person to tilt his head and swallow it, Gin let go of the other person's hair and sat back in his seat.

Even when such a movement occurred, no one in the bar stepped forward to stop it, and they didn't even pay attention.

"Ahem......" The waiter took a few steps back and stood firm, coughed a few times, did not cough up the liquid, but very calmly took out a syringe from his body, and without saying a word, he aimed at his arm with a needle.

"It's just a hello, don't be so enthusiastic." He wiped his mouth, his tone helpless.