Izawa woke up in the familiar ward again, and it just so happened that the doctor was also the one he knew.

It's just that he lived here last time because he was blocking a gun for Gin, and this time he was shot in the stomach by Gin and lived here.

But few people seem to know that his injury was caused by gin.

At this moment, Izawa, who is disguised as a melancholy because of grievances, is missing fried chicken.

He smelled the aroma!

This is someone eating fried chicken outside his hospital room!

After a while, the door to Ize's hospital room was finally opened.

It's the guy who eats fried chicken outside his door!

The man carried the fruit basket, smiled innocently, and asked Ize on the hospital bed, "Tennessee, how is the wound?"

[It's you, vodka.] ]

“··· It's OK. Izawa continued to look melancholy, turning his head to look out the window.

This standing at his door eating fried chicken and hungry for his vodka, Ize didn't want to see it.

Vodka scratched his head, trying to speak but not knowing what to say, making it unrealistic for him, a callous killer, to comfort people.

So in the quiet room, only the breathing of Ize and vodka remained.

Vodka didn't speak, and Ize, the melancholy and beautiful man on the bed, couldn't help but speak, so he could only look out the window quietly.

As soon as the doctor who came to change the dressing came in, he saw two big men quietly looking out the window.

I felt that I had ruined the atmosphere a little, "Ahem, what is that, change the medicine." ”

He used his steadiest hand speed since he became a doctor, quickly and carefully, to change the medicine for Izawa, who was cosming the melancholy prince.

Seeing that the medicine was changed, the doctor immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "It's over, then don't bother." ”

Then he sprang out of the room.

The atmosphere of this room always felt strange to him.

Can't stay.

So, in the ward, only Ize and Voldka were left staring at each other.

After accidentally glancing at each other, Izawa sighed decisively and turned his gaze out the window.

Let him think, which leaf on the tree he just counted?

·

On the other side, in a bar.

Belmode poured a glass of Tennessee for the bad-looking gin.

"What? Don't know what to do with him? Belmode, who had become a kobold strategist, looked at Gin with a smile.

Gin just glared at her and didn't reply.

Belmode was not wrong.

"Why don't you wait for Bourbon to come back and send him to Bourbon?"

Hearing the code name Bourbon, Gin snorted disdainfully, "Bourbon? ”

He hadn't forgotten what Bourbon had taught Tennessee.

Belmode, who thought Gin was distrustful of Bourbon, snorted coldly, "Wouldn't it be great to have them spy on each other?"

Moreover, you can let Tennessee learn a little bit of Bourbon's intelligence methods and kill two birds with one stone. ”

Gin, who has worked with Belmode for many years and knows Belmode very well, sneered, looked at her and said, "It's so nice, don't you just want Bourbon's intelligence network." ”

"Then do you want to send it?"

"Hmph." Gin didn't answer directly, just snorted coldly and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

Belmode's red lips, which were also familiar with him, curled slightly, and she knew that Gin had agreed.

·

In a villa in Rice Flower Town, Hiroki, who followed the young detective group out to 'solve the case', once again crashed into the scene of death.

Listening to the screams that frightened Ayumi in his ears again, he decisively dialed Uncle Kazami's phone according to the instructions given by Brother Izawa a while ago.

Kazami Yuya, who received the call, was in a complicated mood, he pushed his glasses, decisively called Officer Twilight, and then resigned himself to his subordinates and drove to the scene.

It's just that Izawa, who is afraid that Hiroki will be injured, doesn't know what a childish move the elementary school student Edogawa Conan made because of the appearance of Kazami.

In the corner, Hiroki, who had silently discovered the truth, got in touch with his sister, and looked at Conan, who was jumping up and down before the wind met, and silently turned on the camera function of his mobile phone.

This kind of black material of a great detective, the smart Miss Mourning has already saved a bunch.