Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

so horrible!

　　 Zhu Fu Jingguang told himself that all of this was an illusion caused by his lack of sleep. As long as he closes his eyes and opens them again, nothing will happen.

　　 He did as he intended, and when he opened his eyes again, everything returned to normal as expected.

　　 What? It’s not the first time I stayed up late. Why was my state so bad this morning?

　　 After washing up in a hurry, he put on his hat and left the dormitory.

　　 This morning's morning exercise was in charge of Onizuka instructor, he didn't want to be scolded!

　　 However, I don’t know what happened. Today, the road from the dormitory to the playground is so long that Zhu Fu Jingguang has already walked into the classroom in a daze.

　　 "Zhufu! That blonde **** lost to me today!!" A familiar face was caught in front of him almost the moment he entered the classroom.

　　 Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned.

　　 "Hey hey hey! What does it mean that I lost to you? Obviously I won, right!"

　　 The person in front of him has a white face that seems to be lacking in exercise, and his black hair is slightly curly. Although there was still a bandage on his cheek, he still arrogantly said his declaration.

　　 Matsuda Jinpei...

　　 Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed slightly in his heart, and at the same time became more confused. Is it really due to lack of sleep? Why did he feel that Matsuda's face was a bit strange just now, as if they hadn't seen it for many years.

　　 "Don't pay attention to that person, Jing." Jiang Gu Ling walked over and pulled Zhu Fu Jingguang away.

　　 They have known each other since they were young, and of course they have a closer relationship than these friends who only got together at the police academy. So Jiang Guling had no doubt that Zhu Fu Jingguang would believe that he had won.

　　 Unexpectedly, Matsuda Jinpei did not sit beside Kenji Hagihara angrily as before, but just stayed so naturally.

　　 "Hey!" Matsuda Jinpei's face still wore a dangling expression, "What the **** is your name?"

　　 Zhu Fu Jingguang thought it was a little funny: "Our classmates have been so long, don't you know?"

　　 "How come you have as much nonsense as a blonde bastard!"

　　 "Okay, okay, but you have to remember this time." Zhufu Jingguang smiled, "My name is..."

　　 Suddenly, Zhu Fu Jingguang felt an inexplicable force restraining his throat, preventing him from spitting out the name "Zhu Fu Jingguang".

what happened?

　　 Zhufu Jingguang began to panic.

　　 Matsuda Jinpei looked expectantly in front of him, and Kenji Hagihara and the squad leader of the good guy were encouraging him. But why is he unable to speak?

　　 He wanted to say, he wanted to tell Matsuda his name! Because they are friends, of course friends have to exchange names!

　　 "Zhufu, what's the matter with you?" Matsuda Jinping asked concerned.

　　 "Don't you want to tell us your name?" Hagiwara Kenji showed an injured expression.

　　 "Oh, don't force yourself if he doesn't want to say." Datehang said intimately.

　　 Zhu Fu Jingguang said loudly: "My name is..."

　　 He failed again, it seems that besides this name, he can tell them everything except this name...

　　 "Okay." Matsuda Jinhei seemed to give up asking the name, and he changed the question, "Where are you from, Tokyo or another prefecture?"

　　 It can be said that he comes from the beautiful Nagano Prefecture, where there are high mountains and rapids.

"My home is at……"

　　 But the same thing happened again, this time the vocabulary he couldn't say became the name of his hometown.

what happened? Why is this happening? Is it possible that the aphasia that I had had when I was a child has relapsed? But why? Why? !

　　 Zhufu Keiguang asked desperately in his heart, but not only did he get no answer, even the face of Matsuda Jinpei before him became blurred. He stretched out his hand to keep this rare silence, but only caught the empty hand.

　　 "You should wake up, Jing." Someone said to him in a trance.

　　……

　　 "How about it, did he say something?" Bourbon glanced at the man who retreated into the shadow immediately when he came in and asked.

　　 Aoki Hoon shook his head: "No, every time I suddenly stopped when I was about to say it."

　　 Bourbon was secretly relieved after hearing the news, he mocked: "It seems that this medicine is not good."

His own scientific research results were questioned, and Aoki did not get angry. He said solemnly: "This drug has undergone 30 human experiments and hundreds of animal experiments. This is the first time I have encountered this drug. The situation in Mezcal."

　　 "This shows that he is not an undercover agent."

"No." Aoki Hoon looked at the comatose man, his eyes deeper, "This shows that his will is very firm, very firm. You said why he just refused to say his name and hometown? ?"

　　 Bourbon raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do I know?"

　　 "Huh." Aoki Hoon sneered, "Because I can't say it, once he says it will confirm his undercover status, he dare not say it!"

　　 Bourbon was silent.

　　 Hoon Aoki packed his things and walked out first: "Let's go, Bourbon, let's report to Rum together."

　　 Bourbon took another look at the man hidden in the shadow, and then followed Aoki Hoon.

　　 "Who is he?" Bourbon asked.

　　 Hoon Aoki was expressionless: "Rum's people, don't you know?"

Compared to the researcher who joined him in the middle, it is obvious that Bourbon has followed Rum for a longer time, and he is more valued by Rum~www.readwn.com~ If Bourbon does not know the identity of that person, he will start from How did you know?

　　 Bourbon frowned. Because he had never seen such a person in his mind, but the aura of that person was so aggressive that he would be able to remember it by heart as long as he met one side.

　　 Has the tissue added fresh blood?

　　 And Mezcal...

　　 What the **** is the FBI? If Mezcal was really their undercover, why didn't Akai show any reaction to such a big incident?

　　 As expected of Shuichi Akai, he is as cold-blooded as he was four years ago! !

　　 Work is not easy, Bourbon sighed.

　　 After leaving Rum, Bourbon received a piece of news that he didn't know if it was good news. Due to too much cooperation with Mezcal recently, Gin temporarily lost the processing power in order to avoid suspicion, so Rum gave Mezcal full power to him.

　　If Mezcal is an undercover agent, of course he can help, but the problem is that he, as the red party, can't understand the identity of this man at all!

　　 Sure enough, contact the superior first, maybe they have a channel to notify the FBI. As long as the FBI confirms, Jiang Gu Ling is willing to provide appropriate assistance under the premise of ensuring that he does not expose himself and does not affect the work of public security.

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