I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"So..." Yin Jian looked at Nan Ling next to him in mock surprise, with a contrived expression, "Is this the 'true fragrance' you said?"

Nan Ling stood beside him leaning against the wall, wearing a long black trench coat and rarely wearing a hat. His long hair was casually scattered, and his pure black eyes were calm and unwavering.

He pulled up his mask and glanced at Yin Spoon impatiently, "Shut up."

Although Nan Ling's previous attitude seemed to be to refuse, he still showed up on time at the place that Silver Spoon told him.

I asked because I was bored.

Silver Spoon was still wearing a garish outfit—a grass-green casual shirt with a bright orange tie loosely tied between the collars, and his trousers were light blue with a bunch of messy patterns on them, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. of.

However, they all seem to be very expensive tailoring, which can only make passers-by sigh "rich people are self-willed".

"Is it better to be bold or clever..." He really listened to Nan Ling's words and changed the subject, and casually discussed tonight's action, "Their base is actually built next to the police station."

"It's just a simple trick." Nan Ling put his hands in his pockets and looked indifferent, "And it's not the police that they should be worried about."

"Ah." Silver Spoon shook his head, "Don't say that, it makes us look like some bad guys."

He shook his finger, "We are here to do justice for the heavens this time."

Nan Ling: "...Okay."

Silver Spoon can't be wrong.

At this time, it was already late, and the street lamps on the street were turned on one by one, and the warm yellow lights illuminated the crowds on the street, hurrying or leisurely.

"There are a lot of people." Silver Spoon leaned against the wall and said leisurely, "There seems to be a commercial street nearby?"

"Go straight and turn left...Are you going to wait until dawn?"

They haven't moved the place since they came to the entrance of this alley, and they haven't seen any movement from Silver Spoon.

Silver Spoon looked very happy and shook a finger, "It's not and it's not..."

He bent his eyes, and the word 'cunning' was revealed on the corners of his eyes and brows, "Will you take a closer look?"

Hearing this, Nan Ling stood up a little bit and glanced around, "I said why there are some sneaky movements, so it's yours."

"What, have you discovered it long ago?" Silver Spoon pouted, "I really don't understand the style, Seven."

No, this has nothing to do with the incomprehensible style.

Nan Ling complained in his heart.

"But everyone hasn't arrived yet." Silver Spoon looked at his watch, "There are about ten minutes left, so be patient."

Nan Ling couldn't help but glance at him, his eyes puzzled, "Then why did we come so early."

The temperature drop at night made him a little cold.

If I had known earlier, I would have changed into thicker clothes. Although the windbreaker on my body is handsome, it really has no thermal effect.

"Look at the planning process." Silver Key said rightfully, "Not everyone likes to win a thousand miles away like you do."

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed, apparently thinking of what happened to Louisa last time, and there was a hint of dread in his eyes, "Let Cyan Origin bow his head without leaving home, you can No one has ever done it."

Apparently, he didn't know how Nan Ling was rushing from all over the place that night, and the various role-playing.

Nan Ling also had no intention of explaining, "It's just a little clever."

"Don't be modest, at least I can't do it." Silver Spoon shrugged, "In order to ensure that no handle is left behind, I can only come over and watch it myself."

And the group of people under him are not necessarily trustworthy...Although Silver Key is reluctant to doubt his brother, he must be guarded against others.

"Then you are really hard..." Nan Ling suddenly lost his voice in the middle of speaking.

"What's wrong?" Aware that Nan Ling's state was not right, Yin Jian immediately became nervous, and his voice was short, "Is there any accident?"

"...No, it's nothing." Nan Ling looked at the children in front of the police station with complicated eyes, "I just saw acquaintances."

"Yo, so you also have acquaintances." Yin Jia said strangely, "I thought your social circle was limited to me and my patients."

While he was talking, he tried to infer who the other party's acquaintance was from the direction of Nan Ling's line of sight, but Nan Ling's eyes moved quickly, and Yin Jian could only silently give up.

Seven... Be cautious.

As an intelligence dealer, I can never collect any useful information from him.

So frustrating.

Nan Ling lowered his eyes, trying to convince himself that what happened to the teenage detective team was just an accident.

Forget about the Detective Boys, why is Conan here?

...Forget Conan, why is Shirley here?

"What misunderstanding do you have on me?" He tried to keep his voice steady and chatted with Silver Spoon, but his heart had already exploded.

Help-life-ah-why-what-human-form-rad-da-would-in-he-in-!

"Isn't something wrong with your acquaintance?" Silver Spoon didn't subtly change the subject, and said briskly, "After all, something big is about to happen here."

Nan Ling silently glanced at the silver spoon, who was obviously talking big, "...Did you forget that there is a police station next to you?"

No matter how powerful they are in the underground world, they will never see the light.

Leaving aside the secret deal, the police will never be able to defy it on the surface. In this case, does the silver spoon still want to do something?

"That's right." Silver Spoon touched his chin and thought for a few seconds, "...But there is a gun on the opposite side. Even if we make some noise in this situation, it's completely unavoidable."

As he spoke, he nodded heavily, his voice fluttering.

"If the result of your preparation is to let them shoot at will, then I really have nothing to say." Nan Ling said slowly.

Silver Spoon sighed and shook his head, "Why, you underestimate me too much. But you can't even make a joke... Let's just say you have no interest."

"Isn't everyone here yet?" Nan Ling ignored him, watching Conan and the juvenile detective team separate, the group of children who loved to die ran into the newspaper office as the target unexpectedly, "There are outsiders mixed in Come in, you are still a child."

Silver Spoon was stunned, "Child... why are you here?"

"You ask me?" Nan Ling frowned, "What are you going to do?"

"Well... that's not possible." Silver Key tilted his head, "I'll let them try not to accidentally hurt them, but if something really happens, we're not to blame."

Nan Ling shook his head gently.

How can this kind of ordinary response handle the occasion when the protagonist appears?

So naive, Silver Spoon.

"Hey, Seven." The silver spoon looked him up and down, thinking that he didn't want to hurt innocent people by shaking his head, "Don't tell me you really have that kind of 'healer's kindness'... By the way, have you ever posted about Hippocrates? oath."

"No." Nan Ling denied succinctly and explained, "Shaking his head means you can't do it."

As he said this, he watched Conan run in alone, and sighed silently.

"I'll take a look first. Just let your people stand by outside."