The bartender named Gutian raised his eyebrows and said with a teasing voice: "Okay, this is your first cup today."

As he said that, he turned around and took out a bottle of vodka from the wine cabinet behind, poured it into a wine glass, then added a few pieces of ice, picked up the butter and squeezed it around, and finally picked up a bottle containing some liquid and dripped it a few drops. The so-called "chui Xiao" wine is finished.

Although the bald man didn't know why this glass of wine that didn't look so good was called such a strange name and the price was not cheap, he really liked this compound flavor.

If you like this wine, you are easily ridiculed by people in this place, but it doesn’t matter. It’s better if you laugh at me and call me back. He is already used to it.

Sure enough, when the glass of wine was made, many people in the bar looked at each other. After seeing the bald man who wanted to drink, they turned around and continued to brag about the people around them.

The bald man took a sip, wiped the cream next to his mouth with his hands, and asked the bartender, "Who won the bet?"

Gutian raised his head, signaled a corner of the bar, and said, "The black man from the United States won, what is his name Campbell."

There is a bet in the bar, which is based on life and death. You spend money to bet on who is the next person in the bar, which is limited to one week. If the other party lives, you lose, and if you die, you win.

If the other party is born and your money is his, the bar will draw 30% of it.

If the other party dies, your money will still belong to you. At the same time, the bar will give you 50% of the current bonus pool as a bonus.

Money doesn't matter. People who come here are not so short of money, but the stimulation that the gambling game brings to them is not something that money can bring.

The bald man turned his head and looked at the black man named Campbell and asked, "How much did he earn?"

"Ten millions."

Gutian's careless answer did not surprise the bald man, because such bets are quite common here.

The bald man suddenly became curious and asked, "How did he die?"

Gutian laughed when he heard the question and explained: "A strange man in a black robe just came to buy some equipment, but the man laughed at his height and said, "Look at you like a little kid, hurry up and go home to drink milk." That's what a tough guy."

The bald man frowned: "Black robe?"

"Yes, that person does look as tall as a child." Gutian trembled twice when he thought of the scene at that time, "But that method is definitely not something that a child can do."

The bald man became more and more curious and asked, "How did that person solve it?"

"It's hard to say, and it can't be said."

Gutian shook his head and fooled, "If you want to know, please ask others yourself. I don't want me to be one of the prize pools."

....

Kwangyou didn't know what happened in the bar, that man just didn't have eyes and made him come over his head.

There is no good person here, and even the bartender who looks easy to bully is not simple. He can't even enter the door without anything in his hand.

So, the solution to that person has no psychological burden on Guangyou, and this place only comes this time.

He is now at a construction site with a wide view near Didan High School.

While there was still some time before the show started, Guangyou leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest. There was no one on the construction site tomorrow, so he didn't worry about being discovered.

....

The next day, Takagi's car

"Okay, where are your family living?" Takagi turned his head and said to Conan, the Didan trio sitting in the back row, "I want to send you home."

"Officer Takagi, are you going to take us home now?"

"Maybe we will be able to unlock the code soon."

The Didan trio was a little unwilling to accept it. Although they didn't sleep all night, with the help of the case, their brains were active all night and they were not sleepy at all.

"You haven't slept all night, you kids must have enough rest." Takagi said earnestly while starting the car, "I can't let you kids run around."

Ayumi asked, "Where has Officer Sato gone?"

Gao Mutou said without replying: "Of course I will continue to investigate, but this matter is not over yet."

Mitsuhiko leaned forward slightly and asked, "I understand. Officer Sato must have asked you to send us home, right?"

Yuanta held his hands and was very dissatisfied: "You are a man, why do you listen to Officer Sato so much every time? It's really."

After hearing this, Takagi was amused and crying: "I can't do anything about it. Officer Sato is two years older than me. He is my senior in life and work. According to the truth, I must listen to her."

Arimi went straight to Takagi and said, "Will you lose any status after getting married like this?"

These words almost made Takagi turn the steering wheel wrong, and he felt helpless about the precocious puberty of these children.

But randomly, after thinking about Qibumi's words, he felt a little disappointed: "Marriage? It's probably impossible, Officer Sato didn't reply to me."

Thinking of Mikako's strange attitude towards him these days, he felt at a loss.

He was very introverted. The confession he had made a few days ago was probably the most courageous thing he had done in his life. He had not recovered until now. When he remembered the scene at that time, he felt ashamed and wanted to punch himself.

Takagi sighed in his heart: "If I don't confess my love, Mikako and I shouldn't have fallen to this level."

He thought about it for a while and accepted the fact: "At least I have no regrets."

Mitsuhiko felt that she and Takagi had a bit of sympathy: "Did you give up like this? You have been persisting for a long time, and now that Officer Sato doesn't have a boyfriend, you still have a chance."

"Sometimes, if you like someone, you don't have to be together." Takagi shook his head, suddenly felt that it was useless to say this to the child, and then said, "You are still young and don't understand."

After hearing this, Mitsuhiko lowered her head. He was smart among ordinary children of the same age. He understood the meaning of this, but he just couldn't accept it for the time being.

"Officer Takagi, you're a little heroic in such a way."

Conan knew that blind comfort was of no use to people like Takagi, and he still needed help from strong medicine.

So he taught a lesson, "You and Officer Matsuda are two people, and he has died in the line of duty. You must be confident, otherwise why would you say you would give Officer Sato happiness?"

After hearing this, Takagi became silent.

Seeing this, Conan closed his eyes and began to think about the secret code.

"Red, rising, iron, box."

Conan's brain was spinning wildly, and these things made him feel a sense of familiarity, but this inexplicable sense of familiarity could not be explained by the reason.

While Conan was thinking about the secret code, the trio behind were not idle either and tried hard to come up with the secret code before going home.

Azumi glanced at Yuanta who was covering her belly next to her and said disgusted: "Yuanta, why do you think of it all? Even the eel rice in red sauce was come up with."

Yuan Tai touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "There is no way, I'll be hungry when I use my brain."

"First find a place where you can park..." Mitsuhiko looked out the window, as if she had found something. She didn't say anything halfway through what she said. Then he said to several people, "It's also red to say that the Tokyo Tower."

Conan's eyes magnified instantly, and his thoughts were cleared. He turned his head and said to Takagi: "Officer Takagi, let's turn around and go to the Tokyo Tower quickly. The bomb is on the elevator!"
Chapter completed!