Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

"Big brother, the target who was going to cut off Hu was arrested, and the 400 million cash has returned to the control of the police.

In the dimly lit room, Vodka pushed open the door with an angry face, only to see Gin, who thought he was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, raising his pistol for some reason, and the muzzle of the black hole was facing his head.

"Big brother, what are you doing here?"

Vodka looked at the muzzle of the gun pointed at his head, and subconsciously swallowed.

"Belmode, how long are you going to play?" Gin

narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the "vodka" at the door with a blank face, which suddenly became a little frivolous.

"Oh? I thought I was in good disguise, did I show any flaws?"

Vodka, it shouldn't be said that Belmode in the vodka bottle stretched, raised his hand to tear off the human skin mask on his face, and threw it on the desk next to him.

As she approached, Gin's burly figure began to leak out as she lowered the muzzle of the gun, revealing her original slender figure.

The originally wide suit slipped slightly, revealing a fair-skinned fragrant shoulder on one side.

"There's no way vodka can come in without knocking.

As if there was no one in front of him, Gin turned a blind eye to the tempting scene, calmly took out a box of cigarettes from his bosom, and took out one and lit it.

"Heh, it's rare for someone in the organization to have a code name who has been trained like this by you.

Belmode sat down on the bench at the table with a smile on his face, looking very lazy.

"If you have something, just talk about it, I don't have so much spare time and you are wasting time here.

Gin frowned, resisting the urge to raise his gun at Belmode, but his tone was already full of impatience.

"Isn't the matter of 400 million yuan in the eyes of our Gin-sama?" Belmode

still challenged Gin's bottom line unhurriedly.

"Forget it, get down to business. The lord was very unhappy that the matter of Tequila's arrest had not yet been resolved. It

was a gloating tone that anyone could hear, and it didn't change Gin's expression in the slightest, as if Belmode was talking about a trivial matter.

"Our political forces have characterized that incident as the operation of some terrorist organization internationally, as for Tequila herself?" Gin

pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I told Vodka to inform Irish Whiskey before, and hopefully he won't make the same mistake as Pisk. However

, everyone could see that Gin's expression and the words that came out of his mouth were completely different things.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and under Belmode's slightly strange gaze, vodka stepped into the room with Gin's emotionless "in".

"Big brother, Irish Whiskey has completed its mission, and we can arrange for him to be released from prison the day after tomorrow. Vodka was also stunned the moment he saw Belmode, but he still reported the fate of tequila without pause.

"In that case, I'll report it to the gentleman. So, now that we're done talking, can we talk about other interesting things?"

Belmode stretched and changed to another position, exposing part of his waist.

"Bourbon, for example, told me that you two had lost your minds.

With that, Belmode looked at the bandage on Gin's left arm and unceremoniously sold Bourbon.

But to her disappointment, Gin just gave her a faint look and began to slowly wipe his pistol.

"Tell me a little bit about it, you see, didn't he evaluate vodka at the organization's psychiatrist just two days ago?"

Belmode propped his chin in his right hand on the table.

"Big... Big brother, I... I just feel—"

Vodka looked at Gin, whose gaze grew colder, and quickly said the strange state he was in the last time he met the mysterious man.

Looking at the vodka with a serious expression, Belmode gradually became serious, and his eyes moved back and forth between the two.

"You're not kidding me?" Gin

ignored Belmode and stood up to leave the room.

But Belmode's next sentence stopped Gin, who was about to walk out of the room.

"Remember the institute in Osaka? If I'm not mistaken, Tequila was in charge of it. "

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On the other side, Banxia, who had no idea that his status in Gin's heart had a tendency to surpass Xiao Ai, followed the panting Dr. Asa unhurriedly and walked towards a dessert shop in the distance.

Looking at Dr. Asasa who took advantage of the last few seconds to cross the traffic light and go to the other side of the road one step ahead, Banxia and Xiao Ai stood calmly on the sidewalk on the other side.

"The latest gossip, Tequila is dead and has been killed in prison. And Tequila, one after the other, was operated as the activities of a terrorist organization in Africa.

Banxia watched as he left first, went to the dessert shop to find Conan and their Dr. Asasa, turned his head and said to Xiao Ai.

"This is the work of the organization.

Xiao Ai's face was a little ugly, there were organized people at the top of the official hierarchy, and she had a guess about this matter. But if there are organized people at the top of the police, they may be in a rather bad situation.

"Do you hide yourself? The legend says that as long as I kill all the people who find me, is it a perfect stealth?"

Banxia sighed as he looked at the delivery van slowly passing in front of him.

In the face of such an organization, Conan actually thinks that he can deal with it alone, which is really naïve and cute.

"Is there any news that it is from a high-level that there is a statement?"

Xiao Ai knew that Banxia and Officer Twilight had a relationship with each other.

"Yes, there are too many, there are six people in total.

Banxia sighed, and was about to say the names of the six people he knew, when he saw the delivery car that had passed in front of him gradually accelerate, and then slammed into the outer wall of the dessert shop that Dr. Asa had just entered, and nearly half of the body rushed into the dessert shop.

"Can Dr. Asa come out to play next time and not invite Conan?" Banxia

looked at the smoky dessert shop, sighed, and rushed over.