Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 1019 Reason
Yasuda Ichiro took a sip of wine, thought for a moment, and said, "When Conan asked Miss Rika to play "House of Flying Daggers" just now, did he know that there were assassins coming?"

"That's right! I sensed the murderous aura looming, so I asked Miss Lixiang to play this song, hoping to scare away the assassin. Unexpectedly, the assassin still took action. However, I really didn't expect that the assassin's target was not me, but Lord Baotian! This is why I was careless for a moment and caused Lord Baotian to be injured. I am really sorry, sorry!"

As he said this, Xu San bowed to Ichiro Yasuda.

"Ah~~" Yasuda Ichiro sighed softly, "Conan-kun, don't worry about it. The Magic City is indeed a very chaotic place. We Japanese, especially officers like me, don't know when we will be assassinated for no reason."

"Has Lord Baotian ever encountered an assassination attempt before?" Xu San asked.

Yasuda Ichiro shook his head. "I did not participate in the Battle of Shanghai. I was transferred here because I am proficient in logistics management. In the two years since I took office, I have always been conscientious and have never had any grudges with any forces in the Magic City. However, my predecessor was stabbed to death."

"Does Lord Baotian know why he was assassinated?"

"Drink~Drink~" Ichiro Yasuda picked up the wine glass and drank it all, deliberately avoiding Xu San's question.

Yasuda Ichiro didn't want to answer, so Xu San naturally changed the subject, "Lingzi, the assassin should have escaped."

Lingzi pouted her lips, looking unhappy. "He ran away, he ran faster than a rabbit, and he even dared to throw darts at me, tearing my skirt."

As she spoke, Lingzi turned her wrist, took out two shiny darts and played with them in her hand.

The two darts kept spinning and flying in her hands, turning up and down, as if they would fly out of her hands and stab the enemy at the next moment.

The corner of Ichiro Yasuda's mouth twitched slightly and his body muscles tensed up in preparation for dodging.

"Stop messing around!" Xu San reached out and held Lingzi's hand. "You're so old, why are you still playing around?"

As he said that, he took the dart from Lingzi's hand, put it on the table, and pushed it to Ichiro Yasuda. "Just now, Lord Yasuda said that he would check it himself, so this thing should be useful, right?"

Yasuda Ichiro picked up the dart, took a look at it, and smiled bitterly, "The assassin was well prepared, and I guess we won't be able to find any clues with just one or two hidden weapons. But this thing is well made, even if it can't be used as evidence, it's good as a collection."

Seeing that Ichiro Yasuda put away his darts, Xu San continued to ask, "Have you found any other clues?" "No, this man should be a professional assassin, and he runs very fast! I lost him just after I left the French Concession, and I checked along the way and didn't find any useful traces." Lingzi explained, "But judging from his movements, he is a bit like a ninja!"

"Ninja!"

Hearing Reiko's words, Ichiro Yasuda's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, "Ms. Reiko is definitely a ninja."

"Well, I can't guarantee that. Most of our Japanese ninjutsu originated from China, so it's normal to have similarities."

After Lingzi finished speaking, Xu San followed up and asked, "Mr. Baotian, have you thought of anything?"

"No, no, I have no idea at all." Yasuda Ichiro continued to drink, "No, we in Daban have always been harmonious and make money. We rarely make enemies with others, especially colleagues."

After two glasses of wine, Ichiro Yasuda sighed and said, "I think it has something to do with me, but I can't tell you the reason."

Having said this, Xu San finally confirmed something.

But that's all we can say today. If I ask more, it would be superfluous.

Lixiang and Xueyan were called back to drink, and the banquet was resumed.

From then on, the few of them stopped talking about assassins and instead started discussing how to make money.

Finally, the drinking party ended, and Ichiro Yasuda, who was not seriously injured, hugged Xueyan and found a room to enjoy himself.

Lixiang looked at Xu San, who was surrounded by women, and felt a little dazed. She felt a little empty in her heart and thought that she was really getting old and ugly.

Just as she was feeling lost, Xu San placed a stack of French currency on the table and said, "Miss Lixiang is a good pianist. I'll ask you to play next time I come."