The calm week passed, because the Maori family went to Osaka to harm people, and Mizumatsu had a week to prepare for it.

In fact, the so-called preparation is a big sword, a multi-functional stick, a cough, a magic wand, and a bottle of painkiller. Because I was too conspicuous to walk with the big sword, I prepared a golf bag.

Speaking of which, I couldn't remember the incident in a week. Mizumatsu was also very depressed. On the contrary, Conan's good things he did in Osaka were clearly recalled.

When it was time to set off, Mizuma and Takagi, who were suffering-looking, stood together to accept everyone's farewell (?)

Shimizu Matsumoto hesitated for a moment, then took out two ordinary police guns and handed them to Mizumama and Takagi.

"Is this?" Mizumatsu was a little surprised because it was just an escort mission, so why should I get a gun?

"It's the news of the informant," explained Matsumoto Kiyomizu. The drug dealer's online seemed to have hired a professional killer to kill that person.

"Have my holiday gone to waste!" This is Mizumatsu's first sentence.

"Get out!" Matsumoto Kiyomizu drove away this lazy guy with regret.

On the bus to Yamanashi Prefecture, Mizumaki crossed her legs and comforted Takagi, who was still bitter: "Oh, isn't it just a wedding of a distant relative? It doesn't matter if you can't catch up with it, just apologize well."

"Although I am a distant relative, my uncle's family took great care of my family when I was young. Now my uncle's daughter is married. Although I have called to explain, I still feel sorry for them if I can't attend my cousin's wedding." Takagi said depressedly.

"Who told you to be a policeman? They know that you can't go for work, and they will be proud of you!" Mizumatsu tried to pour chicken soup.

"Although I did say this, I still feel that my uncle's tone is very disappointed." Takagi was still depressed.

"I can take a long vacation for this task. When you complete it, you can also ask for a few more days off together to see if you can win a bonus, and then go to the door to apologize and present a big red envelope as a gift. How about it?" Mizumatsu had to encourage Takagi from a material perspective.

Maybe it really touched Takagi, or maybe it was just that Takagi thought to the water, and the tricks of the moon were exhausted, so he barely refused to express his emotions. Anyway, Takagi's emotions now look much better.

Seeing that Takagi was in a better mood, Mizumaki leaned his head against the chair and closed his eyes to rest, intending to sniff for a while. At this time, the phone rang and it was a text message.

"What is the police officer doing recently?" The sender is Lin Dao, the non-biological brother of the new leader of the Young Detective Corps. He is one of the comrades of the Black-clothed Organization. He is a top pianist at work, and secretly he is very skilled and suspected to be a world-class killer "Mourner".

"It's just work." Shui Matsuki replied casually, not understanding why Lin Dao asked this...

No! Mizumatsu suddenly remembered that before leaving, Matsumoto Kiyomizu said that the drug dealer had hired a professional killer to kill people to silence people, and Lin Dao himself was also a killer. Moreover, since he would suddenly send a message to himself, maybe he might have seen him.

"Is it yours for buying medicine?" Without looking around in a silly manner, Mizumatsu lowered his head and sent another text message to Lin Dao. Although he didn't know the so-called, if anyone who knew the beginning and end of the matter would be able to understand it.

Lin Dao never replied to him, and Shui Jianyue was not in a hurry and continued to sniff.

When we were about to arrive in Yamanashi Prefecture, an elderly man who looked over fifty years old walked to Mizumatsu and Takagi, and said to Takagi who was sitting on the inside by the window: "Young man, can you change seats with the old man? I'm a little sick with the old man and want to sit by the window to see the scenery."

This was the first time Takagi heard of such a request, so he subconsciously glanced at Mizumatsu and sought his opinion.

Mizumatsu looked up at the old man. He was a face he had never seen before. He looked at the face and said, "It doesn't matter, Takagi, please change it with him."

When Takagi heard this, he got up and gave the seat to the old man, asked the old man clearly, and left to take the seat.

After the old man sat down, he thanked Takagi happily, and then looked at the scenery outside the window seriously, while Mizumatsu continued to sleep and restore his energy without talking to the old man.

"I'm seen through?" the old man looking at the scenery outside the window suddenly muttered to himself.

"The eyelids are too swollen." After a while, Mizumatsu said a dream.

"Fiery eyes." The old man's voice suddenly sounded younger.

"There is a disguise expert in Japan called Kidd, who I used to practice disguise characteristics. "Mimamatsu no longer pretends to be in a dream.

A truly seamless disguise mask does not exist, and flaws in details are inevitable. However, disguise experts are better at covering up these flaws through actions, details, light, etc., but it is obvious that Lin Dao is not listed here.

Lin Dao's choice to disguise himself as an old man means that in order to show the wrinkles and fat on the old man's face and the pits of the old man's spots, he needs a thick mask.

Other parts of a person's face can be tall, thick, fat or wide, and only the eyes cannot be padded, which will cause the mask's eyelids to be far away from the eyes, and the actual effect will be very fake.

Lin Dao's solution is to gradually thin the lower half of the eyelids close to the eyeballs, so that the edge of the eyelid is not so abrupt from the depth of the eyeballs. However, if you look closely, you will find that the eyelids will look unreasonable. Although you don't know it's a fake face at a glance, you can feel a sense of incongruity, not to mention that when Shui Jianyue was mentally prepared in advance, Lin Dao's identity was directly exposed.

"Did you take the order? And there is a conflict with my job?" Mizumatsu tried to turn the topic into the topic.

"Puff... order..." Lin Dao actually laughed, "Hahaha... sorry, sorry, although there are many fantasy novels that killers take on tasks are as casual as picking up take-out orders, in fact, we don't use orders to call tasks." Lin Dao explained.

"Talk the serious business." What the killer calls Mission Mizumatsu doesn't want to know, so he doesn't feel embarrassed either.

"Okay, that's right, there may be conflicts in our jobs." Lin Dao, who was disguised as an old man, nodded.

"They are really rich. Please ask a top person like you to work." Mizumatsu was a little surprised.

"That kind of drug is a huge profit. They make huge amounts of money and dare not spend it randomly. It is normal to spend most of it to save the other half. Besides, I am short of money during this period and have promotions." Lin Dao explained indifferently.

"Ahem...hem, what's the matter?" Mizumatsu took out his ears, and the killer even offered discounts and promotions?

"Let's discuss how to resolve work conflicts, it's more realistic." Lin Dao said.

"That's right, anyway, my trip is worth 40 days of paid vacation, which is related to whether I can live a stable life." Mizumatsu said that he wanted to celebrate the Chinese Valentine's Day without seeing anyone.

"That's difficult? If the world's top killer falls into a small person, my honor will be lost a lot, and the price of the move will be reduced by about half!"

"Little man? Say I'm still the one selling medicine?" Mizumatsu was a little dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!