It's Too Hard for Conan to Follow Me by the Boss's Side

This time it was replaced by gin, puzzled: "What did Belmode say?"

"After what she said, there is a chance to be promoted... Gin, I agreed in advance, if it's the kind that runs for another half a year, you can push it for me."

Kurokiren pursed his lips, "I'd rather stay in Japan these days."

Gin reacted, and slapped the gun that had been snatched from Hei Muren on the table—he was getting tired of playing with the sound all the time.

"It's not that matter." Qin Jiu said, and added, "Actually, that matter is not far away."

"Stop playing charades, what the hell is going on."

Gin sorted out the language and expressed things clearly in the most concise words.

Didn't the new gun parts trading station established by Kuroki Ren take over the new job? got a truck.

Pisker's defense was that someone must have committed revenge on purpose.

It is clear to everyone who someone is referring to, and Pisk is just looking for a reason to offend himself, and has no intention of using this to do anything.

But what I didn't expect was that after the Supervision Department intervened in the investigation, they found that the carjacking person actually knew them.

"Numabuchi Kiichiro." Gin Jiu sneered, "The person you dealt with has come out to jump again."

Hei Muren: "..."

"It shouldn't be, he should have gone crazy." Heimuren was a little annoyed, "and locked in a prison, such a tightly guarded place... Fang..."

Having said that, he looked up at Gin in disbelief, the corner of his mouth twitched and said, "It's not what I thought it would be."

"Congratulations, it's your own fault again." Gin drank the wine in one gulp, pushed the cup over and watched Hei Muren pour him the wine mechanically.

"It's still the same person." Unable to hold back, he mended a knife.

Hei Muren threw the wine glass back with black lines all over his face, "It's alright, it's alright, I've already been shot last time, so there's no need to whip the corpse out."

Kiichiro Numabuchi, the organization once offered an olive branch to this person. After he joined, he felt that he was not suitable and sent him to the laboratory. Finally, he escaped successfully under the indulgence of the two parties.

It's a pity that Qin Jiu issued an execution order afterwards, and Hei Muren made him crazy with medicine, and threw him in prison to fend for himself.

Unexpectedly, when the design chaos made Hongshang Wuyi escape, he also found an opportunity to escape together. At that time, Kurokiren read half of the newspaper and was startled by Belmode who played the new Zhiming. , I sprayed the newspaper with coffee, so naturally I didn't read the following content.

Kiichiro Numabuchi ran away and robbed the truck of the organization's trading department. It just so happened that Pisk had smeared a handful of Kurokiren before, and the originally innocent Kurokiren looked innocent.

"..." Hei Muren, "I'm a bit too old."

He appeared to be very sincere, but recently, everything was not going well, which made him really want to go to some temple to worship.

"Piske, the guy who got into the room when given a chance, has already started to stir up trouble. If there is no voice from your side, it will be difficult for the Supervision Department to do a good job."

Although the Supervision Department is nominally under the jurisdiction of Gin, not all the people in it are committed to Gin. If Hei Muren has no suspicions, it's okay to say that no one can deliberately offend Gin.But now that he has some suspicions, some people have ideas.

After all... Kuroki Ren is still the head of the Tokyo Operations Department, one radish and one hole, if you pull him out, maybe one of your own people will take his place.

"I didn't want to get rid of Pisk so soon." Kuroki Ren said regretfully, "After all, there are not many young and promising operators in the organization!"

Gin had a haughty face, and didn't want to complain about Hei Muren's words.

Hei Muren stretched, stood up and moved his body, put the pistol on the table back into his waist and adjusted his clothes.

He said, "Do you want to take this opportunity to clean up the moths in your place as well?"

"You're going to be in trouble for a while."

"Hey." Hei Muren patted Qin Jiu on the shoulder, gave Qin Jiu a pat, and then looked at him with danger written all over his face.

"My existence is to solve your troubles."

Heimuren is not afraid of him, and the purpose of coming has been achieved, although there is one extra thing, it will not affect him in a short time.

"Let's go, don't call me recently if you have nothing to do."

Gin watched him leave with squinted eyes, then picked up the wine glass on the table and put it to his mouth, but didn't drink it.

He first took out the phone dedicated to the organization and sent an email.

Johnnie Walker curled his lips after receiving the email, and made an internal call to Smirnow.

"...Well, yes, Potter, gin must protect you."

"... Don't worry, even Rum will make a move this time, he won't be able to jump."

"...Dirty Potter, and the shadow of gin is not straightened, isn't that what you want to see."

"...Yes, yes, I know, if you don't come back, I will help you, your subordinate... Oh oh, he, I know."

"Don't worry." Johnny Walker hung up the phone with a smile, and his originally warm smile gradually turned cold.

"Hehehe... What an idiot."

He dared to wrestle with Gin even without two brushes. This time, if he didn't hurt him so much, he wrote Johnnie Walker's code name upside down!

Chapter 280 Three Takagi's Troubles

It started to snow again that day, Kuroki Ren closed the shop and after thinking for a while, pulled out Asai Chengmi who wanted to go upstairs and hide in bed to keep warm, and the two braved the snow to go to the shop where they ate ramen last time .

On a snowy day, there's nothing better than a bowl of hot ramen.

Narumi Asai, who was reluctant to go out at first, also succumbed to the delicious ramen when he took the first bite, and once again praised the craftsmanship of the shop owner.

"Snow day, there are fewer customers." The boss looked at the two people sitting sporadically in the store, but he was not in a hurry.

Hei Muren comforted him symbolically: "If you pass the skills, you don't have to worry about food and clothing."

"It's just a pity that my son refuses to learn my craft. I'm afraid this shop will be closed after a few more years."

Hei Muren came quite a few times, and the shop owner is very hospitable, and he knows what his house is like every time he comes and goes.

He has a son who is currently working in a large company and earns more than opening a shop every year, so naturally he refuses to come back and sell this handicraft.

"If the boss can't stay idle, I can recommend you to stay in my brother's restaurant."

The owner of Kuroki Renjian had a strange expression on his face after hearing what he said, and quickly added: "I don't want you to close the shop and go to work, but when you don't want to do it, you can go to be a ramen master and teach my brother how to make it." It’s more delicious, of course it’s not the one handed down from family.”

"How can there be any family handed down craftsmanship?" The shop owner didn't think about it, he was still a little interested in this proposal. "Your brother is a cook?"

"The chef and owner, although not a ramen shop, but he also makes some noodles."

The elder brother he was talking about was naturally Jiang Cheng Dahe, who opened a family restaurant, and the current income was mainly used to raise the children, and with the financial support from Kuroki Ren and Chiga Airi, it was enough.

"Then I'll try it someday." The shop owner left the address and went to visit the site when he was free.

The heat here is hot and the enthusiasm is high, but the people over there are a little depressed.

After finishing his shift for the day, Takagi sat in the driver's seat exhausted, unable to drive by himself.

He thought of Officer Sato who was still on the desk when he was leaving just now, and he couldn't help but sighed deeply.

Takagi likes Police Officer Sato... Or in the whole investigation section or even the entire Metropolitan Police Department, there is no one who does not regard Miwako Sato as the goddess in his heart.

Therefore, compared to his formidable peers, Takagi She has a little inferiority towards himself.

He is not smart, and his family background is not good, so he is no match for Shiratori, who is going to be promoted to the Police Department soon.

In the words of Miyamoto Yumi, Takagi has done his best in this life to be promoted to the position of Megure, which is already a high incense.

And what about Sato?After graduating from the police academy, he was in the quasi-professional group. He started working as the inspector minister until he became the current police department.

In fact, Sato has been working in the police department for some years, and he may be promoted to the police department at any time. He is one of the people most likely to take over Meguro's position.

Both the person you like and the rival in love are better than you, so how can Takagi express his thoughts.

The breakthrough point is that in the previous arsonist case, he said to Sato in a hurry, "Officer Sato is the most important thing to me". Although Sato didn't say much afterwards, Takagi cared more.

His carefully hidden thoughts were thrown away and exposed to the sun, but the client didn't respond at all and even started to alienate him, not even letting him participate in the case in hand!

Takagi began to worry about gains and losses, and he was out of his mind every day for the past few days. Every day, he asked him whether he should take a vacation and have a good rest, fearing that he had choked on too much smoke before and choked his brain.

Takagi She felt a little stuffy in the car, so he simply pulled out the car key, opened the door and stood outside, locked the car door and walked slowly along the street against the snow.

The cold air outside refreshed him a lot, but what followed was even more depressed.Finally, following God's intentional or unconscious guidance, his gaze settled on the signboard of a small bar by the roadside.

Takagi She seldom drinks alcohol, and his capacity for alcohol is not very good, and he will drift away after drinking a few more glasses.He is afraid of delaying work, so he has been controlling alcohol.

But tomorrow is his day off, and he is preoccupied with things again. Seeing the sign of the bar, he is a little unable to walk.

Following his instinct, he stepped into the bar, and the warm air hit his body, blowing away the cold wind outside for him.

"Welcome." Inside the bar, the young bartender smiled politely, "Is the guest alone?"

"Uh... yes." Takagi, who had never been to the bar alone, was at a loss and stood awkwardly at the door.

"Please sit down." The bartender saw many such people, and put the wine list in front of Takagi with a warm smile, "What kind of wine do you like, sir? I personally recommend whiskey, which is masculine and warm, and it is most suitable for you to drink, sir."

Takagi didn't know much about wine, so he was guided by the bartender to make a choice except for looking at the prices on the wine list to avoid being scammed.

After two glasses of wine, he couldn't help but talk about his depression.

Fortunately, the bar's business is not booming, and the bartender can handle the occasional guests by himself, so it is still possible to have an extra pair of ears to listen to the story.

As a service industry, the bartender's skills in communicating with people are almost full. Facing Takagi who is emotionally troubled, he began to explain:

"Actually, think about it from another angle. You said that you were in danger that day, and when you saw that lady was anxious, you subconsciously said what was in your heart. But if you think about it carefully, that lady was anxious for you."

"This shows that you don't have no status in her heart."

"But..." Takagi was already a little over the top, "Perhaps, Ms. Sato's feelings for me are just between colleagues."

"Think about it, even ordinary colleagues will be anxious when they encounter danger, right?"

The bartender was not discouraged, "But what you did afterwards was very good. In order to protect Miss Sato's father's relics, you gave up your own life. Isn't Miss Sato also very moved?"

"Compared to being moved, I think she wanted to hit me more..."

Takagi was wronged, and took another sip of wine, "I'm so useless, how can a person as useless as me be worthy of such Miss Sato..."

He drank too much and had something on his mind, so he lay down on the table and started talking to himself.

There were other customers in the store, and the bartender looked up and smiled at everyone. This kind of scene is very common in bars, so the rest of the customers also smiled kindly and didn't pay much attention to this side.

Takagi was still talking about this matter, and then he mentioned something a long time ago, and chatted with the bartender for three hours without saying anything.

For three hours, the bartender carefully controlled the amount of alcohol he ingested, allowing him to gradually sober up.

The half-drunk and half-awake Takagi knew that he had bothered him for a long time, so he paid the bill and said goodbye. Before leaving, he said thank you to the person.