I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

When they arrived outside the factory, there was still a lot of movement inside.

Nan Ling walked in very casually, completely ignoring Yuwei's symbolic obstruction behind him. Wearing a black windbreaker, he swaggered at the scene of the exchange of fire between the two top underground organizations.

"Mr. Seven?" The person at the blue origin opposite was stunned when he saw him, "Why are you here?"

Conan looked at the people on both sides and stopped just like that, and renewed his influence on Qi in his heart.

"Either stop the fight or find another doctor." Nan Ling said succinctly, "I don't care why you fight, but don't send patients to me tonight."

Tonight he thought he could watch a movie in comfort and then climb into bed in peace. Who would have thought that the group of mice and the blue origin would suddenly fight. He didn't even finish the movie before being dragged from the comfortable sofa by a pile of wounded people.

Don't treat it... People have sent it to the door; but if it is cured... This person is too many! And the injuries are more difficult to deal with one by one!

...that's right, people who are not difficult to deal with won't come to you. But in this way, according to the previous growth rate, he may not be able to handle these people overnight.

Is the group of mice taking this opportunity to completely eliminate the cyan origin or what is going on? A bunch of people came to Cyan Origin, and now his clinic is not so much an underground hospital as it is a neurological hospital.

"Of course there is no problem." Unexpectedly, the blue origin side agreed very happily.

—Although the reason is a little strange.

"Hey!" The leader over there greeted him, "The messenger has brought an order for a truce, come here today!"

"Is it His Royal Highness?" Someone behind him stuck his head out from behind the bunker, touched the seven-pointed star necklace on his chest, and said in a pious tone, "Is this also part of the oracle?"

"No, this must be the decision of the highest command." Another person retorted, his face full of enthusiasm, "After all, the seventh admiral is the front-line special officer of the command."

"What you said is biased." The last one said inscrutable, "Since it is a direct order from the red right hand, then this must be the decision of the council. Maybe some anomaly is involved."

When Conan agreed from the cyan origin, he had already started to stare at Nan Ling suspiciously, and his eyes became more and more strange with the more and more outrageous remarks on the other side.

Wait a minute, did he come into contact with some weird world truth today? Or did he simply stray into some cult stronghold...

Nan Ling's expression was very calm.

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"Don't look at me, I don't know what they're talking about." He said to Conan without looking sideways.

He was almost immune to this scene. God knows what Todd told them. Probably in their worldview, these messenger commissioners and the like are equivalent to Todd's "cleaner".

Whatever the reason, as long as they listen to themselves.

Feather's expression was stiff.

However, since the other side had already agreed to a truce, and there was Qi to testify by the side, they couldn't continue to entangle. Otherwise tomorrow nightclub in **** will spread the word about the untrustworthy behavior of the rats. Then they can't do business.

Just think of it as making money with peace.

"...Since it's your suggestion, we have no reason not to listen." He coughed lightly and began to flatter very skillfully, "I didn't expect that Mr. Qi would care about the casualties on both sides of us. He is really kind."

Conan nodded subconsciously.

He also didn't expect Qi to be such a person, it seems a little different from the 'perfect bad guy' he imagined?

- However, Nan Ling broke his fantasy in the next second.

"You're thinking too much." Nan Ling saw that the situation at the scene had basically been settled, and turned around and left without any nostalgia, "I just want to sleep."

Conan half moon eye.

How can this habit be like Nan Ling... Should I be called a senior brother?

But Seven's motives are still selfish. Maybe it was a very kind move for him to come here to say something instead of rejecting the patient directly.

Feathertail was also successfully choked.

But Nan Ling didn't care about his thoughts at all, he just wanted to find a way to beat Conan.

…has.

"wait a moment."

After leaving the factory for a while, Nan Ling stopped.

"What's wrong?" Conan, who had been silent, looked at him curiously, "By the way, I still have a lot of questions to-"

Nan Ling precisely knocked on the back of his neck, and Conan fell straight down without even struggling.

No, you don't want to.

He said silently in his heart.

"What are you doing!" Tetsu Ito, who had a low sense of presence, immediately cast a vigilant look.

"Teach him a lesson." Nan Ling picked up Conan, looked around, and found a very hidden bush.

Well, well, if you leave Conan there, probably no dealer will pick him up.

- Then Nan Ling threw Conan in the bushes with no respect at all, raised his legs and left without even looking at him for a second time.

Tetsu Ito was stunned for a moment, then tentatively walked in the direction of Conan.

"Don't worry about him." Nan Ling glanced at him, "He will go back by himself when he wakes up."

Tetsu Ito wanted to ask him what was the operation of putting a 6-year-old child in the bushes far away from the city center, but the scene he saw before made him have no courage to confront this person at all.

"What are you doing standing still?" Nan Ling was a little impatient, "Don't you have something else to ask?"

Yi Dongzhe's eyes lit up, he trotted a few steps to catch up with Nan Ling, "Don't you know my son's whereabouts?"

"Yes. He's dead." Nan Ling said simply and directly, without any extra sympathy, "You can ask Yin Jian for the location of the corpse. You can find him in 'hell'. Just say I let you went."

Tetsu Ito was silent.

Although it's not that he didn't imagine this possibility, UU read www.uukanshu.com but when the facts really lay in front of him...

"Do you have any evidence?" he asked reluctantly.

"It's up to you to believe it or not." Nan Ling didn't have the heart to explain this kind of thing to ordinary people. "If you're really curious, go ask Silver Spoon. Be mentally prepared."

It could be that the corpse was in a concrete pillar, or it could have floated away down the drain—he meant after it was minced into mince.

"Don't get involved in this kind of thing again-especially with that kid." Nan Ling turned around, his eyes filled with threats, "I hope tonight is the last time I see you."

Ito Tetsu thinks that the other party's meaning is mostly 'I will kill you if we meet next time'.

He shivered silently.

He admitted that he was scared.

"Don't go back and look for him." Nan Ling yawned a little sleepily, and his voice became a lot lazier, "Let him communicate with nature tonight."