Has the conscience of the winery been cleaned up today?

When Gin and Baima went downstairs, Tohsaka Nishizawa and the man in black had already been escorted away, and the police officers were also scattered.Except for Officer Nakamori squatting in the corner and drawing circles unwillingly, the rest of the people were in a good mood, especially Toru Amuro, because he finally found something to do again.

The man in black who attacked Kidd also had a secretive and powerful organization behind him. It was not comparable to the winery, but its influence spread all over the place, so it was worth investigating.

After the matter is over and the melons are almost eaten, Gin makes Butterfly remove the invisible protection, and pretends to come out of the toilet with Tan Baima.

Seeing this, Tanuma and the others also walked over here.

Seeing the two, Conan and Toru Amuro hadn't said anything yet, Hattori Heiji sneered, looked at the white horse and asked, "You don't really come to see the exhibition today, do you?"

"No, I'm here to travel." Hakuba retorted with a smile, took the drink from Shuten, and when he met Hattori Heiji's eyes, there were sparks and lightning along the way, and the air was full of gunpowder.

When the two first went upstairs, Shuten and Tanuma took the drink. Now that the drink is in hand, the word "tourism" becomes more convincing.

Hattori Heiji frowned, and began to doubt the purpose of White Horse Tan here: "White Horse Tan, you don't seem to pay much attention to Kidd's actions recently, have you turned an enemy into a friend with him?"

Baima Tan finally couldn't hold back his nobleman's smile: "I thought it was just that your language system was underdeveloped so that you couldn't speak well. Now it seems that you should also check your brain. The brain department of Tokyo Hospital is very good. I suggest you give it a try, young man, don’t shy away from medical treatment.”

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Qin Jiu, "I'll wait for you outside", then turned and left without looking back.

The geniality towards gin contrasts sharply with the sarcastic remarks towards Hattori Heiji.

Hattori Heiji was so angry that he wanted to pull him back to reason, but Shuten stood in the middle of the direction in which he and Hakuba Tan left.Jiu Tun was tall and tall, with a cold look on his face, although he didn't speak a word, he had a natural aura, which made him pause for a moment.In just a few seconds, Tan Baima had already disappeared.

Hattori Heiji snorted unwillingly.

"Hattori, why do you always have trouble with White Horse?" Conan, who also had a little friendship with White Horse Detective, looked helpless.

"Hey, hey, he was the one who got in trouble with me first, okay?" Hattori Heiji said angrily, "Every time I see me, I always have a bad face, and I get annoyed!"

Obviously, you also have a stinky face to others, and the stinky degree is even worse.

Conan groaned silently.

On one side, the two chatted about the white horse exploration problem, and on the other side, Toru Amuro also found gin.Don't get me wrong, it's not because of what happened just now, but because I ordered milk from him.

"How does Mr. Amuro know that I own a dairy?" Gin raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I'm friends with Mr. Akabuki who lives across from you. He gave me a bottle of milk before, and that's how I learned Mr. Kurosawa's name." Tomo Amuro smiled gently, selling Akai Hideichi without hesitation , "I don't know if Mr. Kurosawa's store is accepting reservations now."

Since getting to know Toru Amuro, except for the time when he was lurking in the organization, it was the first time that Gin was treated so tenderly by him.I don't know what Akai Shuichi said to him, or what he himself misunderstood. The tone of his speech to Gin seems to be coaxing a child, which makes him approachable and gentle.

People are so polite, of course gin should be treated with courtesy: "You can make a reservation, how much do you want to order? When will you come and get it?"

"Is there any barrels? I want to order more." Amuro smiled heartily, "I run a coffee shop, and I also provide fresh milk for individual customers. The sales volume is about five to eight barrels a day. The capacity of the bucket is one liter."

The dairies don't have such a large volume of milk, but they don't have it now, and they will have it soon.

Gin's face remained unchanged: "Of course, how many barrels do you want to order?"

"Order five barrels first, and then decide on the follow-up quantity after seeing the sales situation." Toru Amuro said without hesitation.

Neither of them is a slow-witted person, and they quickly set the quantity and price.Because Poirot Café is not far from Gin's dairy, Toru Amuro politely declined the offer of home delivery of gin and chose to pick it up by car.

A deal has been sealed.

Toru Amuro still had some finishing touches at the museum. Seeing that he had nothing else to do, Gin Jiu took the initiative to say goodbye, and called the staff who had gathered a crowd to leave the exhibition hall.

In the parking lot, Bai Ma Tan was sitting in the back seat of the RV ordering food when Gin Jiu and his group came in. He found the Huaxia restaurant that Gin Jiu had mentioned, and ordered fifteen pigeons in one go.

The eight-treasure stewed pigeon in the picture is tender and tender, with rich ingredients. It seems that the fragrance of beans and fresh soup can be smelled across the screen.Tanuma originally thought that ordering fifteen was too much, and was hesitant to suggest that Baima Tan return a few, but after seeing the pictures, he felt that fifteen was not too much.

As long as the photos are consistent with the reality, let alone fifteen, they can finish eating twenty... Maybe they don't have to bite their teeth.

"One pigeon is that big, and it's not too much with accessories. Fifteen seems not enough." Baima Tan asked for the opinion of Gin, "Do you need more?"

Gin took out his mobile phone and opened the game: "No, let's see how it tastes first, and order something else if it tastes good."

The white horse nodded, and did the same thing as him.

Play games all the way.

The Huaxia restaurant in Mihua Town is only a few hundred meters away from the milk shop, sandwiched between Korean fried chicken restaurants and bibimbap, it is an inconspicuous small shop.

The interior decoration is also very ordinary, except that the style is very different from the Japanese restaurant, there is nothing special to note. If I have to say it, the food served by the waiters is very delicious.

The main dish of this restaurant is not stewed pigeon with eight treasures, but a variety of Chinese stir-fries, but the one with the highest evaluation and sales is the stewed pigeon, which shows that most of the customers have the same taste.

Due to the early reservation of Baimatan, when we arrived at the store, the pigeon had just been stewed, and there was only one last step before serving, pouring the soup.

A group of people sat down around a round table, each with a pigeon, and the rest were warmed on the stove to prevent it from getting cold and unpalatable.The waiter helped them open the lid of the porcelain jar. First, he slid open the belly of the pigeon with a knife to let the ingredients inside fall out, and then poured a spoonful of hot clear soup into the jar.

All of a sudden, the stewed pigeon with eight treasures burst out with a strong and attractive fragrance, which made people's index fingers move.

Gin is now sure that fifteen pigeons are definitely not enough to eat.

……

Under the night, Kaito Kuroba, who was also in Mihua Town, changed into Kaito Kidd's costume, and staggered forward according to the wound on his right arm.

He was careless just now, the bullet of the man in black is not that simple, he does not know what is attached to it, even if the bleeding is stopped, it still makes him dizzy, not to mention controlling the hang glider, even walking normally is difficult.

With his state like this, it was difficult to go home, and he didn't bring any money with him when he went out, and he couldn't get in the car.Mihua Town has his acquaintances, more than one, but if he came to the door with a gunshot wound, wouldn't it be equivalent to telling people that Kuroba Kaito is Kaitou Kidd?

After all, Conan is a detective, and no matter how sympathetic he is, it will be difficult to violate his detective principles and keep him secret.

It seems that we can only find a place for one night. I don't know if there is a hotel here that pays first.

Thinking of this, suddenly a strong dizziness hit, Kaito stumbled, fell to the door of Gin's dairy, and lost consciousness.

At the corner of the street, Gin sent Tanuma and the others to sell drinks at a nearby milk tea shop, and then said to Baima Tan: "The stewed pigeon with eight treasures tastes really good, next time we have a chance to eat together, I will treat you."

"Okay." Baima Tan smiled and nodded, "Just now I heard from Mr. Amuro that the milk sold in your store is delicious. I want to buy a bottle and try it."

Gin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yes, but milk helps you sleep. Didn't you have an appointment with Ah Guang and Jiu Tun?"

"It's okay, they're going to buy coffee, I'll just drink two more cups then." Tan Baima didn't care, "Besides, I don't think it's possible for me to get sleepy after such an intense activity on the top score."

Gin shrugged: "Okay, go in and pick it yourself."

The two of them turned the corner of the street while talking, and unexpectedly picked up a pigeon with broken wings at the door... Oh no, it was Kaito.

"Hei Yu?" Bai Ma Tan blurted out his name, and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

He and Kaito are classmates, and he investigated him for a long time before, and he recognized the person lying in front of the door at a glance.

Fortunately, no one passed by here at night, otherwise he would be found by other people and sent to the hospital, and then it would be interesting to find out that he had suffered a gunshot wound.

Gin glanced at Kaito's face, which was 90.00% similar to Kudo Shinichi's, without asking any further questions, took the key to open the door and helped him in.

"Put him in my room first." Qin Jiu said, and helped him into the room with Tan Baima, then took out the sleeping butterfly from his pocket and shook, "Wake up, take my medicine box Where did you put it?"

"The medicine box? Oh, it's under the closet." Butterfly was in a drowsy sleep, and after finishing speaking with strength, she turned over and fell asleep again.

A divine artificial intelligence also needs to sleep, the world is full of wonders.

Putting the butterfly into its nest, Gin took out the medicine box from under the closet, and bandaged the unconscious Kaito.

Tan Baima helped to cut off the sleeve that was stuck with blood.

The wound was not deep, it was just a scrape after all, but the blood that flowed out was a strange green color, very similar to the performance after being poisoned in TV dramas.Ordinary medicines are useless when applied, and may even worsen the wound. The severe pain almost awakened Kaito, but at the same time, he was fainted by the deeper pain.

"Otherwise, send him to the hospital." Tan Baima couldn't bear it, the wound looked really painful.

"No, he suffered a gunshot wound, and going to the hospital will attract police investigation." Qin Jiu dismissed his proposal in a low voice, "This wound...he is Kidd, right?"

Hearing this, Tan Baima hesitated for a moment, then remembered that Qin Jiu even told himself that he was an envoy of God, and it seemed that there was nothing to hide about such a small matter, so he nodded: "That's right."

"Then you can't go to the hospital, because Conan and the others will notice." Gin threw away the cotton swab used to apply the medicine, rummaged through the drawer, and found a lighter that hadn't been used for a long time.

There was a strange aura attached to Kaito's wound, which was similar to Shuten Ibaraki's evil aura, but it gave off a colder and more sinister feeling, probably left by some abnormal creature.

To deal with the aura left by abnormal creatures, ordinary medicine is useless, but divine fire is.

Seeing Gin press the lighter and put the flames on Kaidou's wound, Tan Baima hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing?"

Qin Jiu looked calm: "Don't be nervous, I'm just giving him a fire therapy. It's a magic fire, it doesn't hurt anyone."

Detective Hakuba moved his hand away dubiously, and asked him to stick the lighter to Kaito's wound.

As soon as the divine fire touched the wound that was bleeding black, suddenly there was no wind, the entire wound was engulfed in golden flames, and a scent of roasted pigeons wafted out.

White Horse Detective: "..."

I think you are lying to me.

Gin: "..."

I feel like I'm being lied to.