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

Following Gin's instructions, Vodka drove the two uncles in the back seat and stopped in front of an elegantly decorated small restaurant. Ruo Muliang followed Gin out of the car and looked at Gin's designated late night snack spot with some curiosity.

"Welcome... to you, eh?"

The moment Ruo Muliang entered the door, he saw a person wearing a bright yellow bear apron...bourbon?

Vodka obviously didn't expect to see such a "virtuous" colleague here. The big one suddenly froze in place. Only Gin walked to the seat calmly and sat down, holding the menu and started ordering.

Wakamu Ryo blinked, looked at Toru Amuro, who looked a little confused, and then looked at Gin, who seemed to have expected everything...

What kind of plot is this about a boss encountering a working wife?

Isn't Toru Amuro's most popular character Xipi not the "rival group"?

Why, at that moment just now, did I feel like Gin x Bourbon, a drink as cold as the Arctic Circle, was quite easy to drink?

In my previous life, as an author who was extremely fond of fans, I would often add updates on anniversaries and birthdays of old fans, or draw some official fan art at the request of fans that would not affect the main plot. As for the content and scale of fan art, well, they are basically just on the verge of passing review, and if they show a little more, they can be called a book.

You know everything.

Ruo Muliang shook his head, getting rid of all the unreliable thoughts in his mind.

"that's it."

While his mind was racing about the train, Gin had already finished ordering the dishes neatly. Like a man, he lit a cigarette and signaled Toru Amuro with his eyes to order some wine.

Toru Amuro:  …

Toru Amuro wanted to take out his pistol and give Gin a sharp blow with the butt.

"Why are you here?"

Gin blew out a smoke ring and raised the corners of his lips: "Why, when Rum asked you to take over, didn't he tell you that the organization members would come here to have dinner occasionally?"

Ruomu Liang:......

So this place is actually Rum's property, and since Rum is away for a while, Amuro Toru is asked to help take over the cooking shift?

Is it possible that you should also review the other person's cooking skills when you are beckoning?

So this is the truth about fake whiskey per capita, and bourbon can survive for more than 1000 episodes without being exposed?

You really have a deep love for food, Kaneori Wakita.

It's no wonder that during the Red and Black War 2.0, all the real and fake wines were working hard, and you were the only one who was leisurely delivering takeaways.

Wakamu Ryo silently complained in his heart about the unreliability of the organization's second-in-command, and once again shed sad tears for Qin-chan, who worked overtime as 007 every day.

However, this sympathy quickly dissipated in the face of the delicious bourbon served.

Well, Qin-chan is not pathetic, let’s discuss it after we’re full.

Toru Amuro hung a closure sign on the door, closed the door, took off his cute apron, and went to the bar to pour himself a glass of bourbon.

Speaking of which, it seems that members of the organization drink wine with their own name, which is a customary habit.

After Ruo Muliang finished eating, he wiped his mouth with satisfaction and ran to the bar with a friendly smile.

"Mr. Amuro, can you make me a glass of sangria?"

Toru Amuro: "I remember you are not old enough to drink?"

Wakamu Ryo: "My birthday is only a few days away. Mr. Amuro, you have to worry about these few days with me, right?"

Sangria is fruit wine after all. The alcohol content is not high and the taste is sweet. Drinking a little is not a big problem.

Toru Amuro thought for a moment and agreed to this request, which was not too much.

Not long after, a glass of bright red fruit wine with a sweet aroma was placed in front of Ruomu Liang.

Ruomu Liang took a sip from the pretty sangria. The refreshing and sweet liquid with lemon-flavored bubbles exploded in his mouth, and there was also a slightly spicy aftertaste of the spirit. It tasted delicious!

Boom!

The remaining three people in the restaurant couldn't help but focus on Ruomu Liang, who kowtowed.

Gin's first reaction was that the wine was poisonous, and he immediately took out a gun and pointed it at Toru Amuro, and Toru Amuro subconsciously took out a gun and pointed it at Gin.

However, the two people who were at war with each other did not focus on each other, but looked at Ruo Muliang who was lying on the counter with his eyes tightly closed.

Wakamu Liang tilted his hand and knocked over the remaining sangria in the goblet. With a clear blush on his face, he snored happily - this was a sign of being drunk no matter what.

Gin:......

Toru Amuro:  …

Can fruit wine be poured in one sip?

The two grown men looked at each other in silence and took back their weapons in tacit agreement.

"A brat is a brat."

Toru Amuro reached out and poked Wakamu Ryo in the face.

The latter seemed to wake up suddenly, mumbled something about why there were two Mr. Amuro, and then stretched out his hand towards the other person, as if he wanted to confirm which Mr. Amuro was the real one.

Gin:!

This kid's attitude was not about touching his face. He was clearly intent on picking out Bourbon's eyes.

He strode forward and grabbed Ruo Muliang's hand that was about to do something wrong.

Toru Amuro:? !

Vodka:? !

The two people looked at Gin and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Vodka, an honest man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, even took advantage of Gin's back to him and figured out that Gin liked Sangria, but Sangria liked Bourbon's triangular love drama.

Comrade Gin, Feng Ping was killed again!

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After one hour.

Ruo Muliang, who was so drunk that he woke up quickly, rubbed his groggy forehead and woke up from the car.

"you're awake?"

Toru Amuro turned his head and checked Wakamu Ryo's condition.

Gin naturally didn't have the patience to take care of a drunk kid.

After confirming that Sangria was fast asleep and would no longer casually think about picking people's eyes, he simply dumped the person to the person who seemed to be very good at taking care of people, but was actually very good at taking care of them. Bourbon for people.

Fortunately, although Ruo Muliang was not a good drinker, his wine was pretty good. When he was drunk, he just lay aside and fell asleep, which was relatively easy to take care of.

Toru Amuro carried the man into the car and drove the Mazda to a block near 2-chome. While dealing with the various to-do tasks in the mailbox, he waited for Wakagi Ryo to sober up.

"You still have the Sangria disguise on your face. To be safe, I didn't send you home directly. Can you leave by yourself?"

Ruo Muliang lowered the window and blew in the night breeze for a while, feeling that his mind was much clearer.

"Well, no problem, I can just go back by myself. I'm going to bother Amuro-san today."

Ruo Muliang got out of the car, waved goodbye to Toru Amuro, and watched the white Mazda disappear into the night.

He appreciated this cautious behavior.

After all, he didn't want to guess whether Amuro Toru really sent him home directly. What was the probability that he would happen to run into a mutated elementary school student when he got out of the car.

After arriving home, as soon as Ruo Muliang closed the door, he turned around and met Zhu Fu Jingguang's scrutinizing eyes.

"you've been drinking?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned. He didn't know why, but the aura of this always gentle man was so strong that it was impossible to look directly at him.

Ruo Muliang swallowed subconsciously and straightened his back.

Matsuda was watching the show with a lollipop in his mouth. Usually when Wakamu Ryo was present, Zhu Fu Jingguang prohibited him from smoking.

Ah, how scary, Hiro Danna after a long absence.

"Jiang, Mr. Jianggu made the wine."

I am a dead Taoist but not a poor Taoist, I am sorry Amuro-san!

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned and muttered something in a low voice.

A certain blond and black man who had returned to Amuro Detective Agency suddenly felt a chill on his back and sneezed inexplicably.