Conan: I'm Really Not a Model Worker at a Winery

What an old bastard, how should he comfort Xiaolan!Expose yourself at this time?

No, no!Once you expose yourself, it will be even worse...

Just when Conan was struggling with how to comfort his "childhood sweetheart", a man with a knitted hat and sharp eyes suddenly walked out of the phone booth in front.

Conan froze for a moment, feeling that this man... the knitted hat on his head looked familiar.

Then, there was a thrill in his mind:

is that person?The man who suddenly disappeared after the bus was hijacked!

Seeing that the other party came out and stared at Xiaolan who was crying, Conan guarded Xiaolan behind him vigilantly, completely unaware that he might be the one who was sacrificed to heaven in a real fight.

……

Akai Hideichi didn't expect to meet someone he didn't know well.

Seeing Xiaolan crying, he couldn't help but think of someone.

"Why are you crying again?"

He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, looking at the little boy who was protecting the girl like a calf, his eyes were a little strange:

This kid has fierce eyes.

"Why, can't you?" Mao Lilan obviously recognized him, wiped away her tears, and asked confidently.

Conan was a little confused at this time: What, these two know each other?

Akai Shuichi was choked, thinking that he seemed to be a bit lenient, "...No, I just thought of another woman... just like you, like a fool."

Mao Lilan: "?!"

Like a fool?

Is this a mockery of her?

Xiaolan felt that her fist was a little hard.

But at this time, Akai Shuichi had already passed by her and walked into the distance.

Conan came back to his senses and looked at Xiaolan strangely: "Sister Xiaolan, do you know this person?"

"Well, it was when I went to New York with Xinyi. At that time, Xinyi helped me find a handkerchief, and I waited for him in front of an abandoned building." Mao Lilan recalled, "Then this person came over and asked me Did you see a Japanese with long silver hair... but he had long hair back then."

"?!"

Conan's pupils shrank.

That silver-haired Japanese guy at the time... that road demon?

"Conan?" Mao Lilan noticed that Conan's expression was a little ugly, so he smiled, "Ah, did that person's eyes scare you just now? Don't worry, that person is not a bad person. The companion was wearing a jacket with 'FBI' on it."

"...Huh? Is that so..."

Conan blinked, but he was a little suspicious in his heart.

Is this man the FBI?real or fake?At that time, I heard from his mother later that the road demon was disguised as a suicide, could it be this person...

-

Organization base.

Qin Jiu's eyes were fixed on the computer screen, and his hands kept flying on the keyboard, which dazzled the viewers.

His typing speed was even a little faster than Noah's jumping speed... probably because he was typing in Chinese.

After typing the last line, he and Noah stopped communicating at the same time.

"Chablis..."

Qin Jiu read the name softly, showing a cruel smile, "It's all found there."

After Noah told him the news reported by the members about Chablis running to Yokohama, Gin really wanted to crack open Chablis' skull to see what was inside.

This is a big variable... However, it is still within an acceptable range.

He lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, "Noah."

[Yes, Lord Blade? ]

Noah jumped out a line of small characters on the computer.

"You tell Ying to be ready at any time to deal with emergencies." Qin Jiu knocked on the table and paused for a long while after finishing his sentence, "Also, temporarily hand over all the members in Kanagawa County to Ying , whether it is originally attributed to Lie or Jing, all will be transferred to Ying, and Xie's side should not move."

Just now he chose to type to communicate with Noah, purely because his hands reacted faster than his brain when encountering emergencies.

[Okay, Master Blade. ]

"Is there anything else going on?"

Gin rubbed his hair, thinking about whether he had missed anything.

The Kudou couple flew back to the United States almost half a month ago, saying that they had work matters.

[About half an hour ago, Conan met F1 by chance. ] Noah jumped out a line, [and, Conan just solved a case just now. ]

"...What a tragedy." Qin Jiu mourned silently in his heart.

I don't know which unlucky guy was killed again.

Chapter 250 The mission target was killed again

Qin Jiu sighed with emotion at the innocent dead man, and when he looked at the screen again, he fell silent.

Because Noah kindly attached a large description of the case to him.

——He didn't look at anything else, but saw three large characters:

Itakura Zhuo.

Isn't this his meow, his mission goal?

Just, another death? ? ?

Gin had a cold face, and after reading the incident recounted by Noah, he almost gritted his teeth.

This murder motive is getting more and more outrageous...

Isn't it the dream pigeon that we promised to realize together before?Isn't it just that the software is not done?

Can that do it for you?This guy has received such a large order from the organization, how can he have time to control you!

Qin Jiu felt that Itakura Zhuo was wronged for his death—and he was also wronged.

It was a good mission, but it's gone!

"How the hell should I report to the unscrupulous boss!" Qin Jiu felt his teeth hurt again, and his whole face was tangled up, "This software is probably the most important thing besides APTX..."

In his impression, the unscrupulous boss has urged two things, one is Xue Li's progress, and the other is this software.

"..."

Forget it, when the vodka comes back, he will write a report to the unscrupulous boss.

Gin held his cheeks, and decided to let himself go.

Anyway, he should be able to see the news report before the appointment time tomorrow, and the boss should not rely on him at that time.

After communicating with Belmode before, they all reported the news of the FBI's activities to the boss, which has already attracted the attention of that one.

Now, one of Gin's work centers is to monitor the FBI's movements, and report any news immediately.

"……what?"

Gin Jiu's dull pupils suddenly gained focus.

He feels that there are articles to do here...

"If Conan met Shuichi Akai on the road, he also cracked the death of Taku Itakura..."

Did the FBI attack their targets early?

Gin sneered and clapped his hands.

Not bad, really good, a good cauldron...FBI, just put it away!

Thinking of this, Gin opened the email and began to make up things with reason.

On which street and which number the FBI was found, Noah's positioning is simply not too specific.

"Hmm... The target died. It seems to be written by the FBI. The details need to be investigated. Yes, just write it like this!"

Gin felt that he was too witty.

But just halfway through writing, Qin Jiu felt that it was inappropriate, so he deleted it all.

"We still have to wait for the vodka to come back."

Waiting for Vodka to confirm that there is no result, when the peripheral members are asked to find someone, they will definitely find out the truth of the other party's death, and it will not be too late to write an email at that time.

Everything is for... no, it's stability.

No hurry.

Gin calmed his mind, picked up the water glass to drink, only to find that there were only dry goji berries left in it.

"Tsk, it's time to boil the water again."

After picking up a pot of water, Qin dimpled on the bed and hugged her knees, quietly waiting for the water to boil.

Just waiting and waiting, he fell asleep amidst the 'snoring' of the water, in a state of confusion.

The sound of steady breathing was covered by the sound of boiling water.

In the small living room, this moment seemed peaceful and warm... but lonely and deserted.

-

Yokohama.

Chablis and Graff searched for a long time in this residential area without even a house number, and finally found the owner's house.

"Oh... I really can't stand it, the occupancy rate is so low, why don't you demolish it?"

Chablis silently took out a hammer and pointed it at the door in front of him.