[Conan] My years at the winery

Pisk is already an old man in his 70s. Under normal circumstances, I still have the minimum respect and courtesy to old people.

But now is obviously not the normal situation.

Pisk will die today, he will die today either by my hands or by the hands of my Master Qin.

He also knows things about me.

As far as the organization knows about "I", I think only three people know about it, one is that gentleman, the other is Belmode, and the third is Cointreau.

Now there's another Pisk.

If I don't draw out information, I don't know how long I will have to wait to find out about what happened before I was ten years old.

I have never met or contacted that gentleman, so naturally I can't collect information, and Belmode, to be honest, if that woman is determined not to say anything, no one can extract information from her mouth, and finally Mr. Excuse me, I'm physically disgusted, let me pretend to be intimate to gather information?I don't know how to kill me first.

Therefore, it is the best choice for me to extract information from Pisk now.

I hit Pisk's temple with the muzzle of a gun, but unfortunately, he still didn't want to talk about me, but said something else instead.

"I know Shirley's whereabouts, and you can't kill me. Without that gentleman's order, you have no right to kill me."

Pisk finally remembered that the boy in front of him was no longer the bird of prey that frightened him. He was also a member of the organization with a code name. He was still an existence who had made great contributions with that gentleman, and the other party was not qualified to kill him. .

As for the photo, I don't know if it is true or not. Who knows if the other party is threatening him.

"Ireland," I dismantled Pisque's jointed hands, and slowly removed his legs, "I think you don't want anything to happen to Ireland."

Pisk has lived such an old age without even having a child. It can be said that Ireland was raised by Pisk as his son. Therefore, when Pisk was getting old, he tried his best to give Ireland a place in the organization. After earning a living, he told Ireland the unspoken rules that Ireland should not have known, and it is said that he also revealed a lot of things about that gentleman to Ireland. He hoped that Ireland could please that gentleman and follow that gentleman. However, he didn't know that it was his behavior that pushed him and Ireland to a dead end.

"Philippines and public revenge are very common things in organizations, aren't they? I think you should be very clear." Back then, Gin plotted against Ley, and Rum plotted against Gin. This kind of thing was too common in the organization, but Pisk He certainly didn't want this to happen to Ireland, which he regarded as his heir.

Pisco looked at me like a ghost.

Fear, dread, hatred.

It seemed that after his hands and feet were removed, he knew that things were no longer going to turn around, and he looked at me with malice in his eyes.

"I'll tell you," he gritted his teeth, and he'll tell it for Ireland's sake, "but I'm waiting for you in hell, you monster?"

"Why don't you die? Obviously, I've already killed you once, monster."

I calmly listened to his narration mixed with curses and insults.

Pisk killed me once.

Pisk contributed to one of the 98 deaths before I was ten years old.

Yet he doesn't know much.

The secret base, outside the organization, also belongs to that gentleman's property, and the horrific wounds on my body that were obviously abnormal at the time.

Baijiu Pharmaceutical.

I remembered the name of this gentleman's other property, which is said to be.

I rigged Pisk and watched him shoot himself.

I am a little envious of Ireland, who has an elder who is willing to give his life for him.

Then I lit the wine cellar.

The wine cellar was on fire.

I hugged Hui Yuanai who passed out, and took her out of the wine cellar.