Chapter 224 A Night as Dark as Ink. Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!

At seven o'clock in the evening, the night was dark over the sea. It would take more than a day to sail from Osaka Port to Tokyo Port.

The reason for choosing Suzuki Maru to transport the Egg of Memory was mainly to guard against Kidd, and also to relax the people who had experienced a series of events.

Suzuki Shiro was really kind in entertaining guests.

I heard that the restaurant he took Maori Kogoro to had a simple dinner, but he spent millions of yen.

The time passed surprisingly fast at night, especially on the ship. After dinner in the restaurant, everyone went to the entertainment room to play and chat. Before they knew it, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

Shimizu Koji handed the pool cue to the waiter beside him. Kazuha, who was at the same table, pouted. It was obvious that she had lost thirteen games in a row and was angry. She was unwilling to admit defeat, but when she saw Shimizu Koji handing the cue back to the waiter, she gradually calmed down.

"Shimizu-san, you are really amazing." He Ye didn't say anything sarcastic, but simply praised Shimizu Koji for his good skills.

Yes, after all, in thirteen consecutive games, she only played less than thirty shots in total, and this was the result that Shimizu Koji had intended for her.

He Ye handed the club to the waiter, greeted Shimizu Koji, and walked to Xiaolan and Sonoko on the side.

After the three girls chatted with a smile for a few words, they greeted Shimizu Koji again, and then left with Conan.

Shimizu Koji also looked at Huiyuan Ai who was sitting on the sofa chair next to her. Huiyuan Ai was holding a glass of orange juice and had just drunk the last sip.

"You really don't show any mercy at all."

As she stood up, she said in a faint voice, but it can be seen that she was in a good mood.

Shimizu Koji smiled slightly and didn't explain. On the one hand, he was too strong, but on the other hand, He Ye was indeed too weak.

But Heye.

Looking back, Shimizu Koji felt that her personality was indeed very likable, of course, it was just pure appreciation.

She didn't beat around the bush at all, her expression and thoughts were all written on her face.

Every time he played, Heye would hold her breath, stare closely at the side, and then clench her fists, looking forward to his mistakes.

When he hit a hole in one, Heye would also sigh softly, or praise with bright eyes, "Good shot!".

So, Shimizu Koji let her go, but Heye herself was really not up to the task. She was fully focused and tried her best several times, with the kind of heroic spirit, but the result was either her hand slipped or the ball slipped.

She made Haibara Ai and Conan, who occasionally looked over, laugh several times.

"Go back."

Shimizu Koji extended his hand to her, Haibara Ai glanced to the side inadvertently, but still walked to his side and took the initiative to hold his hand.

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After chatting in Xiaolan's room for a while, Kazuha returned to her room after half past ten.

Hearing the door lock behind her click and the safety rope pulled, Kazuha's smile gradually faded.

She sighed softly, and her heart didn't seem as relaxed and happy as before.

Of course, this was the reason.

When she was free today, she called Hattori Heiji three times, two of which were busy. She called one and just asked a few questions out of concern, and then got a sentence "You are really annoying.", and the call was hung up.

"Damn Heiji!" Kazuha couldn't help getting angry again while changing into slippers, and punched the sofa next to her.

There was a clear fist mark on the sofa, which showed how angry the girl was.

What Kazuha didn't know was that when she called, Conan was communicating with Hattori Heiji about the situation of Kaito Kid, and Hattori Heiji was injured and was indeed in a bad mood.

And He Ye sat on the sofa, gnashing her fangs and pouting her lips. She took out her cell phone from her pocket, looked at it, was in a daze for a while, and then stood up.

She was going to take a shower in the bathroom and then rest.

But, just as she stood up, she suddenly stopped moving.

He Ye froze for a few seconds and looked down at her body. She only had a very pure white shirt.

She turned her head quickly, looked left and right, and ran to the door quickly, looking up and down in front of the cabinet.

No!

"Where's my coat?!"

He Ye suddenly became anxious, because there was something very important in it.

He Ye hurried back to the sofa. After a busy day, she had no time to rest, and was ready to start a new journey.

She quickly changed her shoes and walked to the door again.

It was already 11:30 in the evening. Although the lights in the corridor were still on, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

She tiptoed out of the room and closed the door behind Ye Lin, not forgetting to make sure she didn't leave her key in the room. She touched her pocket before she finally closed the door.

And her coat, He Ye couldn't remember where she took it off, maybe in the restaurant, maybe in the lounge, or on the deck, it was all possible.

He Ye's eyes could not hide her worries, but as long as it was not on the deck, it was actually okay, and she was not worried that someone would take it away.

She was just a little scared because it was too quiet.

He Ye walked lightly and slowly. She couldn't walk out of the cabin directly from this floor. She needed to go downstairs, and then downstairs.

Downstairs, there was a floor leading to the deck and outside the cabin, which was where several unwelcome guests lived.

Chinnikov, Pu Siqinglan, Qian Jiangyi, and Hanchuan Long all live on this floor.

Of course, the layout of the rooms is not in a straight line, just like the upstairs.

It was late at night and it was time to rest, but at this time, there was a gentle knock on the door outside Hanchuan Long's room.

"Who?"

Hanchuan Long, who was fiddling with his camera in the room, looked puzzled, got up from the chair, and walked to the door of the room.

But as soon as he opened the door, he was stunned.

"You——?!"

Pu Siqinglan held a handheld sniper rifle in one hand, and put the green jade fingers of her right hand to her mouth. Her eyes were cold and she made a shushing gesture.

And Hanchuan Long's brain crashed because it was too sudden. He trembled and did not dare to speak again, and subconsciously raised his hands.

But when he reacted, Pu Siqinglan came to the door with a gun without any disguise, and he had no chance to speak again.

"Piu——!"

The silencer worked very well. With just a very subtle gunshot, a flower of blood burst out from Han Chuanlong's face and right eye.

He fell straight to the ground.

Until his death, he didn't even know why Pu Siqinglan wanted to kill him.

Pu Siqinglan squatted down, and no one could see the scenery under her cheongsam. She took off the necklace on Han Chuanlong's neck and smiled brightly at the ring in her hand.

Of course, it was also very cold, and she faintly made a sound of "jiejiejie".

And the words like "femme fatale" seemed to be tailor-made for her.

As an internationally wanted killer, whether it was at the muzzle of her gun or under her beautiful appearance, countless people had died because of these two things.

Pu Siqinglan put away the ring, took out the knife she carried with her, and after almost faking the scene, she threw down a ballpoint pen and turned to walk out of the room.

As soon as she walked out of the room, Pu Siqinglan paused, and she quickly retracted her steps and quickly hid the gun behind her.

She carefully and quickly looked out.

She only saw He Ye's back, running out of the cabin in a hurry.

A chill instantly seeped from the soles of her feet into Pu Siqinglan's brain.