CONAN: I have a compositing station

Belmode's words made Natsuki, who was holding a cup on the side, stunned for a moment.

He only remembered that in his original works, there were many national elements, among which the culture of Xia Kingdom was particularly respected.

I didn't expect that there was already an omen in the original very small.

Native exporters of exotic cultures belong to yes.

"Just take a look."

"If there is no alcohol at home, is coffee okay?"

Natsuki asked.

Belmod nodded.

Snap!

Wait until Natsuki brings a cup of coffee.

Belmode had already lit a cigarette.

"How much do you have in that thing?"

After Natsuki sat down, Belmode asked.

The slender lady's cigarette burned in her fingertips, and her vision was hidden in the smoke, blurred.

She asked about the red scarf that Natsuki had given her.

She wasn't lying, Natsuki's gift, she loved it.

Very valuable to her.

This time, she came for the red scarf thing.

"How much do you want?"

Natsuki thought for a moment, and then asked tentatively.

He lacks a red scarf, but he doesn't lack it either.

As long as he doesn't give much each time, he can always supply it.

The winery red scarf supplier is OK.

Belmode's hand flicking soot stopped in midair.

It was only after a moment that she shook the cigarette from her fingertips.

The smoke is wrapped in filaments at the fingertips, and it does not disperse for a long time.

"You have a lot?"

Belmode's eyes lowered, and his tone sank inexplicably.

"I don't have much, but someone sent me two more not long ago, and there is still no sending information."

Natsuki shook his head and said.

His tone was filled with doubt, as if he was also curious about the identity of the mysterious sender.

His words also revealed a message.

He couldn't get too many red scarves at once, but he had Belmod if he wanted it.

After all, since the fan who sent the package sent it a second time, there will be a third time....

Belmod fell silent.

Natsuki's management of expressions. Much more skilled than the last time.

But she could still see it.

Natsuki was lying.

And Natsuki also knew that he could see it.

But Natsuki still didn't tell the truth.

Everyone has their own secrets, and obviously, the red scarf is Natsuki's secret.

But Natsuki still hinted at her in disguise.

Natsuki didn't want to know anything about the origin of the red scarf.

It wasn't until the cigarette in his hand burned out that Belmode spoke again.

"No, you don't have it anymore."

Belmod went from a semi-reclining position to sitting on a couch.

She looked at Natsuki on the opposite side and said word by word.

Belmode's gaze was solemn, and Natsuki could feel that the other party was telling him.

Or rather an order....

"You... No, no one asks.

"No one but me can tell you're lying."

Belmode's gaze suddenly sharpened, and she stared at Natsuki and emphasized again.

Natsuki shrank his pupils, and his gaze met Belmode's gaze.

Belmode didn't surprise him by exposing his lies.

What surprised him even more was that Belmod planned to help him hide the red scarf.

It is to protect his godson from the organization.

Or because the red scarf is really very "precious" as Belmod said.

That's why Belmod didn't even give the red scarf to Gin Jiu, but was willing to hide it for Natsuki.

Even if Belmod knows that Gin Jiu is ready to study the red scarf and hand it over to the boss...

What exactly did Belmod get from the red scarf?

Belmode's eyes were shrouded in fog, like a hanging city in the moonlight, and he could see the bottom at a glance, but he could not see the scenery inside through the city walls.

Natsuki pursed his lips, not knowing what to say for a while.

He never adjusted to being Belmode's godson.

Faced with the sudden concern of Belmode, who only cared about Conan, he was a little caught off guard.

He wasn't actually afraid of the organization asking him for a red scarf.

As long as there is a clear reason, point the source of the red scarf elsewhere.

How much the organization wants, how much does he have.

He even plans to become a red scarf supplier for the winery.

Therefore, he can only live up to Belmode's good intentions.

"The left and right are just an ornament, it's useless for me to keep it, it's okay to give it away."

In the end, Natsuki shook his head and said.

Belmod didn't speak.

She just stared at Natsuki with sharp eyes.

Natsuki spread his hands and magically took out two red scarves from the palms of his hands.

When he saw the red scarf, Belmode's pupils contracted subconsciously.

Natsuki noticed that her body was even trembling slightly.

But all this was only for a moment.

Xia Mu just blinked his eyes, and Bell in front of him returned to that mysterious expression, quietly staring at the red scarf in the palm of Xia Mu's hand.

Everything just now was like Natsuki's illusion.

"Whew..."

Belmode re-lit a cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth.

"I remember that Xia Guo has a saying, what is it called to give others a piece of goose feathers from a long distance..."

Natsuki added with a nod.

Belmod even borrowed the ancient language of the Xia Kingdom.

The implication is to remind Xia Mu that the red scarf he sent out is just goose feathers for Xia Mu, who does not know the function of the red scarf.

But for others, it is very important "love".

"Goose feathers, after all, are just goose feathers, no matter who it is."

Natsuki said noncommittally.

Seeing Natsuki's firm attitude, Belmod nodded.

"You've grown up."

Once again, Belmode said the same thing.

Natsuki just scratched his head and smiled brightly.

Who knows, Belmode's expression suddenly changed and became cold.

Her gaze suddenly became indifferent.

"It turns out that you sent someone else, the same as you sent me."

Belmod leaned back on the couch and said in a faint tone.

"How come, the one for my godmother, but I carefully prepared it."

Natsuki said.

The one given to the gin wine, he put it with a wrench at random

, for Belmode, and he also deliberately searched for

a long time in the treasure bag before finding the right gift box.

There is simply no comparison.

"Huh."

Belmode chuckled.

......

The thunder in the sky also does not know when it stops.

Xiao Mo returned from the haunted house and found that Natsuki's house was brightly lit.

In front of Natsuki's house, Natsuki is right at the gate.

A woman with long silver hair sat on a Harley motorcycle and looked at Natsuki with her helmet in her arms.

The alcohol detector reminds Xiao Wei that the other party is the person of the organization.

But Xiao Wei could see that the other party was not ginjiu.

People from the organization but not ginjiu found Natsuki, is it because of themselves?

Xiao Wei subconsciously thought that his identity was leaked.

She ran to Xia Mu with Chacha and blocked in front of Xia Mu.