Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

These days, if you don’t have the ability to disguise yourself, you really don’t dare to go out and hang out.

So when Glass tore off the outer skin of that intellectual woman and revealed the true face of that funny man, neither Gin nor Lancer acted too surprised.

Pinga touched his cornrows with his hand, with an evil smile on his face, acting very surprised: "How did you know my identity?"

Lancer sneered: "Do you still need me to teach you such a simple elimination method?"

The customs alert in Frankfurt has been strengthened because the system was invaded. Pinga, who was stuck there, has not returned yet, so of course there is no way to return to the Pacific buoy and continue to work undercover disguised as a senior engineer.

Of course, the vacant seat belonged to him disguised as Glass.

Pinga shrugged and spread his hands, "Master Lancer, I have to admit that you are indeed very smart. However, what if you know my identity? You should have received the boss's order, right? Is it possible that you plan to do it without my help? In this case, do you want to use the new system in the Pacific buoy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the eyes of Lancer and Gin changed.

The way he looked at him seemed to say: Are you a fool?

Lancer opened the laptop he brought with him, plugged it in, and tapped the keyboard a few times. He saw that all the monitors on the large screens in the office area had been switched.

Pinga saw all the familiar faces in the Pacific buoy getting on the boat, as if they were about to evacuate from here. He immediately panicked: "What did you do?! Why did they leave?!"

"Ah, this is because..." Lancer tapped the keyboard a few more times and showed him the picture on the main screen. "Someone is looking for you!"

As soon as Lancer finished speaking, a football hit the wall outside and flew in from the office door!

The speed is staggering.

Lancer grabbed Gin's arm and lay down on the table temporarily, narrowly dodging the flying football.

But pinga was not so lucky.

He watched the football shot hit the big screen in the office area, and finally bounced into his face, knocking him to the ground quickly.

Lancer and Gin watched a good show.

"It hurts just looking at it...are you okay? pinga~"

The man with cornrows struggled to get up from the ground, gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "Stop being so pretentious!"

Gin put out his cigarette butt on the table, looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and murmured: "This football..."

Where do you seem to have seen it?

Lancer glanced at him speechlessly and counted on his fingers the confrontations between him and Kudo Shinichi. He must have seen him several times, right?

He raised his hand and put an invisibility card on Gin's forehead - just like hiding the entire car on the streets of Osaka, both Lancer and Gin disappeared from the air.

Pinga stared at the door for a long time, took out his pistol on guard, and said to the two of them: "It should be unanimous now, right? Gin."

The man turned his head, but there was nothing behind him.

"Wait a minute! Where is the person?!"

Of course I'm hiding to watch the show.

[System: Your current behavior is slightly similar to that one that cannot be read back! 】

Lancer raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled silently.

It seems that no matter which parallel world Gin is from, he is always shady when it comes to deceiving people.

"Hattori!" Conan shouted loudly outside the door.

Then a dark-skinned boy rushed in recklessly, holding a trash can lid he found from nowhere in front of him.

He jumped high towards Pinga, trying to smash his fist into Pinga's face.

Of course, Pinga shot at him without hesitation, and with a few bangs, one bullet shot through Hattori Heiji's shoulder, and the other grazed his cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

Another one hit his knee, causing him to fall from a high altitude and hit the ground with a clang of the trash can lid.

"Kudo——!"

When Pinga temporarily let down her guard in order to deal with this brat, Hattori Heiji's voice stunned Pinga.

Only a second later, a little devil as nimble as a monkey came in from the door with a shovel, raised the watch in his hand, and shot at pinga.

Conan's accuracy never disappoints.

The anesthetic needle was successfully injected into Pinga's neck, and the guy only touched the place where he had just stung with his hand after being hit. His eyes slowly opened as the anesthetic took effect, and his pupils were shaking. Full of disbelief.

If he was more ruthless, he would shoot himself like Gin.

Unfortunately, he was still a bit different from Gin, so after being hit, he fell straight to the floor and even threw out the gun in his hand.

Looking at this scene, Gin's expression was cold and his eyes were contemptuous.

Lancer, on the other hand, looked regretful.

After confirming that he had fallen asleep, Conan also kicked Pinga's body. The calmness he displayed at this time was not at all consistent with the young man's body.

Only the fool Mao Lilan couldn't see anything.

Blind, the blind spot is good...

Unsurprisingly, even though Hattori Heiji was seriously injured, he still had to get up from the ground and pick up the pistol Pinga had thrown away.

He used all his strength to point the gun at Pinga, and the expression on his face was as cold and solemn as ever.

Conan turned around and saw Hattori Heiji's expression of horror and haste: "Hey! Hattori! Could you..."

"A life for a life." Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth and tried to look calm, but in the end the expression on his face slowly shattered like an avalanche.

He smiled bitterly: "It's not that easy... Kudo. The knife will only hurt when it cuts on myself. When I saw this guy, all I could think about was asking him to repay my mother's life. I really It’s unbearable that he could take other people’s lives so easily!”

"Can people like him really be able to atone for the mistakes they have committed when they go to court or prison?"

Conan couldn't fool him with those high-sounding words for a while, so he just shouted silently: "Hattori..."

"The real crime is that organization. Of course, killing one of their members can temporarily vent your anger, but what we will face next may be their more crazy counterattack."

"At that time, our other cherished people, Xiaolan, Heye... can they face the harm caused by this organization as fearlessly as we do?"

After all, they are still good brothers who know where to stab them the most.

Hattori Heiji's eyes trembled obviously when he heard Kazuha's name.

Finally, he decided to put the pistol down, and there was blood on his arm sliding down his fingertips.

Conan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"Anyway, let's tie this guy up first and then leave here together! Isn't this place about to explode?"

"Oh? Where did you say it was going to explode?"

At the door, a familiar female voice came, coquettish and charming.

Conan turned his head suddenly, his pupils dilated.

Belmode!