【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

The door of the medical room was kicked open with a bang, and Gin walked in with the smell of gunpowder smoke all over his body. He was wearing a long black windbreaker and looked very imposing.

Behind him, Cohen and Chianti were holding sniper rifles. Cohen looked the same as usual, but Chianti looked at him with resentment on his face.

After seeing "Masaki Inoue" lying on the hospital bed, Chianti's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Thinking of a knife alone can't be hidden.

Wakamu Ryo turned to look at Chianti, then at the newcomer who still didn't know how serious the situation was. He touched his nose and took out the latest version of the comic from his small backpack.

"Senior Chianti, a gift for you~"

Chianti:! !

After taking the comic, her murderous aura was immediately released like a punctured rubber ball. She turned around, held the comic book, found a corner and started to read.

Gin sneered and looked at the pale woman on the hospital bed.

"Finally, among the paramecia, someone with a brain managed to evolve, and he did quite well."

Rum closed the laptop, "After you have rested, go to Safe House No. 1 to find Curaçao. Your physical training, basic fighting and firearms will be guided by her. After one month, if you pass the assessment, you will be officially awarded a code name." "

"Okay, Boss Rum."

Inoue Masaki nodded obediently.

"By the way, Sangria, Gin wants to see you for something." Rum put the notebook under his arm and turned to leave.

Gin:? !

He turned his head and looked at Rum silently with a murderous look.

[When should I come to him for something? 】

Rum used his only remaining eye to wink at Gin.

[Little Madman’s autograph session was messed up, please comfort me...Neon’s codename members don’t have much left to use. 】

Rum didn't care whether Gin received the message from his eyes. After tricking a bunch of model workers, he left the medical station without looking back.

Gin:......

Gin, who had picked up 10 billion in funds for nothing and was in a good mood, suddenly felt cold.

"Gin-senpai?"

Ruo Muliang tilted his head and looked at the model worker whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"Come with me."

Ruo Muliang stood up and followed Qin-chan into the temporarily vacant hall.

Gin sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, looking at Wakamu Ryo coldly.

"The codename of the newcomer has basically been decided."

Sangria is a smart person, and when talking to smart people, you never need to speak too clearly. Gin said that this newcomer was about to become a member of the code name, which was a hint to Ruo Muliang that it was okay to toss and toss, but don't kill people.

The overheard vodka pupil earthquake: Brother, is this how you comfort me? ! Aren't you afraid that the little lunatic will act rebelliously and just turn around and stab you?

Ruo Muliang blinked and looked at Gin's long, smooth silver hair with a smile.

The original purpose of holding the autograph session was to let him switch to the professor's vest and play a game with the great Kudo. By the way, I'm just going to Okudo to clear Wakaki Ryo's suspicion.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have specially invited Conan and the Mori family.

Rather than saying that the autograph session was messed up by a newcomer at the winery, it was better to say that the superimposed power of the fourfold death halo was too strong.

In comparison, Chianti may be a little more angry, but...

"What do you mean by that look?"

"I just want to cut a little bit..."

"Don't even think about it!"

Ruo Muliang clicked his tongue, secretly planning his next plan to fuck Silver Wolf, but he still didn't want to give up.

"Senior Gin, do you remember that you once lost a bet to me? It was the time you caught rye two years ago."

Gin:......

He took a deep breath, tried hard to hold down the bulging veins on his forehead, and already pressed one hand on the Beretta at his waist.

"Don't even think about it! Cut! My! Hair!"

"Okay." Ruo Muliang lowered his head in grievance, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked: "What is the code name of the newcomer?"

"Hakushu"

Ruomu Liang:? ? ! ! !

Hakushu?

Neon whiskey? ! ! !

He took a deep breath and glanced at the ward from the corner of his eye.

According to the law of fake whiskey per capita in a distillery, is this girl also an undercover agent? Wait, there seems to be an Irishman who drinks real wine, but he was shot to death by Chianti in the end, so that’s okay...

Um, wait, this girl seems to have offended Chianti too?

Just, things suddenly became interesting.

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After taking off his sangria vest, Wakamu Ryo stopped by a nearby convenience store to buy some ingredients. He skillfully avoided a few enthusiastic accidents along the way. When he returned home, he happened to see the doctor return to his house in disgrace. of Conan and Hattori.

"Brother Ruomu."

Hei Ji raised his hand and weakly greeted Ruo Muliang.

"What's wrong? Nothing gained?"

Ruo Muliang dug out the plastic bag and took out two chocolate bars and handed them over to give Conan and the others some energy.

Hattori Heiji was not polite, he tore open the package and took a big bite.

"It's not completely fruitless, but the clues seem to be stuck again."

Conan: "We started with the name 'Masaki Inoue' and found a lot of information. She once formed a two-person group with a person named 'Asano Yukio', and is quite popular among underground idols.

Later, it was said that 'Masaki Inoue's boyfriend introduced them to an agency to prepare for their official debut. However, that firm seems to be a shell company, and we have not found any more information.

According to the landlord, one early morning about three months later, 'Asano' returned to their rented apartment all alone and bruised, hurriedly packed some things and left, leaving a key behind. . "

Conan took out a brass key from his trouser pocket, "The landlord said he didn't know where the key was. He heard that we were investigating a case, so he brought it back to us."

Ruomu Liang:......

The NPCs in this world are really dedicated. The key from who knows where three years ago is still intact. If it were him, it would probably be thrown into the trash can.

In order for the detectives to better solve the case, do all the aboriginal people in Mihua still need to have this kind of talent?

Gee tut.

"let me see."

Ruo Muliang reached out and took the key. The key was a bit old-fashioned, made entirely of copper, and there were no labels or numbers on it.

But it's not a big problem.

Ruo Muliang took out his cell phone, took a photo of the key, and then returned the key to the detective duo.

"I can't see anything right now. I'll take a photo and go back to study it. If there is any progress, I will contact you."

Hattori nodded, touched his growling stomach, picked up Conan, and planned to go to a snack bar on the street to deal with it.

Ruo Muliang opened the mini map and saw two gods of death walking around the corner of the street one after another. He forwarded the photo of the key he just took to Vodka.

Although there was only a bare photo and no text description, Vodka still sent a long email very intelligently, explaining all the causes and consequences.

Ruo Muliang nodded with satisfaction, not bad, not bad. He realized how Gin usually felt. Apart from being a little careless at times, Comrade Xiaofu was really easy to use it.