Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 128 Still Confronting
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Karasuma Sunsilk bounced instantly.

The car door actually opened, and the gin that came in first made my brain jump.

He, Gin Jiu, witnessed Hong Xing cheating today.

That branch of red apricot was automatically posted on the wall.

Vodka's green face, green head, silent like an iron rooster, Beifeng followed behind, bent down, reached out and grabbed the quilt and lifted it, the air conditioner was completely wet...

great.

"Is it in the car?"

North Wind asked.

The Atmosphere Killer looked at Toru Amuro in a serious manner, that stunner frantically shook his head and nodded.

"That's sweat!"

Karasuma Sunsilk was explaining to Vodka, and Vodka's hands had already grasped the steering wheel.

Chianti looked at the men in the car, looked back at the well-behaved old man on his side who was blushing, and rolled his big eyes.

"You...are you going to get in the car?" Cohen asked with a red face, coyly, and his voice was so thin that it took Chianti a long time to realize that he was talking to her.

She glanced into the car.

idiot!

Those men inside...they're here! ...

The idiot just got in the car at this time!Although making Gin unhappy makes her happy, but... Chianti thinks that she is not out of her mind, she will never make fun of her own life.

So, the woman unreasonably grabbed Cohen's collar and rummaged through his pockets.

After searching for a long time, but couldn't find any change that could be embezzled for a ride, Chianti threw off Cohen angrily.

"What do you want!"

Of course, Cohen couldn't accept that he was disgusted by Queen Titi, so he took out his shoes in a serious manner, opened the sole plate, and pulled out a neatly folded banknote, accompanied by the smell of old eggs and expired. The air spreads.

Chianti: "..."

"Go! Take a ride!"

It's the wrong person for the matter, the wrong source for the money, anyway, it's the driver who is unlucky, not her.

Ten minutes later, Chianti and Cohen hung on the outer wall of the No.

Except for the two pairs of dull and lifeless eyes after the sun goes down.

"Cohen, next time I'm going to sit in the car."

"Ah."

"Cohen, don't put money in your shoes next time."

"Ah."

"Can you please stop?"

"Oh, yeah, huh? Ha!"

Chianti: "..."

"Forget it, Cohen, I think I need a seat."

"Sit on me, I'll be your seat."

The old man bowed his waist, stretched out his hand to Chianti, and looked at Chianti eagerly with honest eyes.

Chianti slapped his hand away.

"idiot……"

A woman murmured softly in the wind.

Cohen's ears moved, but he didn't speak.

They're just ordinary partners, they don't have any affection, really.

……

"The FBI "captured" Shui Wu." Qin Jiu's voice was flat: "The next step is to "snatch" Kiel back, regardless of life or death."

Curacao has Kiel on the list of no evidence. Gin thought about Kiel's case carefully...

Oh, an "undercover" stepping on the old "undercover"?If you think about it, you only need to check the relationship between her and that guy a few years ago, and it will be clear at a glance whether she is an undercover agent or not.

Keir's identity is still easy to solve. As for Bourbon, let's close it for a few days first, dare to do this in his car today...

As soon as Qin's aura came out, the surroundings were instantly quiet, only the sleeves of Vodka's clothes were still stretched out, covering Qin Jiu's view of Beifeng.

Gin pushed his sleeves away, and the two began to make eye contact.

Gin: Take care of your driver.

Beifeng: That's your driver too.

When Gin thought about it, it seemed to be true. He really had no objection to sharing the driver with Moët.

Moët belonged to him, and what belonged to him was still his, so Gin actually wanted to unilaterally own everything.

However, classmate Xiao Ming, who protects his shortcomings, obviously will not hand over the wild driver

Sure enough... Let's find a reason to beat him up first.

It was his fault anyway.

Beifeng suddenly felt a clear chill, and when he turned his head, he saw Qin Jiuyi watching him from the seat next to him, with a smile on his mouth, and indescribable emotions in his eyes.

Beifeng stared back at him.

Gin suddenly evoked a smile.

His feet were lifted up and covered with another pair of pure and lovely white shoes.

Hitting is kissing and scolding is love, and love is kicked to the depths.

Beifeng: "..."

His hand accidentally pinched the screaming chicken hidden in his arms.

"Fruit over the country!"

The atmosphere killer went online again, and Gin was startled by the sudden scream, his head hit the ceiling, and he looked at Beifeng in a daze.

But his feet were still on Beifeng's feet, so he didn't let go.

Beifeng said solemnly, "Let your feet go."

Gin shook his head.

"Be careful, I will step back." Beifeng said seriously.

"It's okay, the black shoes I'm wearing have the upper hand." Gin Jiu glanced at him, with a smile that could (changed) love (attitude) on the corner of his mouth, his eyes crazily hinted: If you dare to step on me with your feet, you will be finished.

Toru Amuro hugged himself tightly, shivering beside him.

Mother of my motherland, save the children, this place is high-powered, the little undercover agent is not durable enough and can't stand it!

……

Seeing that Beifeng stretched out his foot expressionlessly, and then retracted it, the next second, his eyes became sharper, his momentum became majestic, and he exuded a ferocious aura, Qin Jiu did not panic.

The beautiful hand opened Qin Jiu's leg, and the next second, Lao Qin's foot was forced to move, and his own left foot just covered his right foot.

Beifeng also defended solemnly: "I didn't step on it with my feet."

Gin: "..."

Beifeng also added: "I've seen Zimo before, and now I've seen Zistep, Qin labor model, so elegant and knowledgeable."

Gin's chest muscles twitched.

He has never seen such a BB, and the staff who work hard in the winery may be called undercover by him...

The desire to beat people with gin came up again.

then…

Toru Amuro was knocked on the head for no reason, and his face was full of question marks.

Eating melons is over here, maybe it’s because of a loss, Gin and wine are much more peaceful, Beifeng also sits silently, and the drivers in the front row are still "so annoyed", probably because they think you can’t do it if you rush me Throwing at others, another blind explanation like a blind man touches an elephant, completely inheriting Beifeng's upside-down black and white, talking like a hype, but Vodka, who was caught in self-thinking, didn't listen to a word, he just stared at the "small" mouth opening and closing in front of him solemnly , eyes dull.

Does the man look like a nympho, you know...

Vodka drives with the left brain, and the right brain also drives. This car is not the other car, and everything goes without saying...

Organizations are still in action.

……

The classic choice of one of the three is not to choose a prisoner, but to choose a hostage, or an undercover agent. Based on the principle of being an undercover agent in the factory and dying in the winery, Qin Jiu will do what the model worker loves to do with all his heart.

He looked at the two nine-person cars and one two-person car in front of him, while listening to Chianti's report: "Kiel is on the second car, and Akai Shuichi is protecting that car."

Gin glanced at Beifeng.

"Moet, you choose one."

"The third station." Beifeng said expressionlessly.

"Okay, follow the third station." Gin Jiu also replied blankly.

Chianti was still roaring furiously: "Hey! Gin, what the fuck are you doing! This is a big deal, you're listening to Moet and what a fart! I'm doing the follow-up job ok!"

Gin hangs up the phone.

呐…

The world is clean.

Gin doesn't want to chase the second car either, after all, it's too troublesome to go directly to Mang Akai Xiuyi now, and he has nothing to do to increase the workload for himself, which is not what labor models like to do.

"Speaking of Moet, why did you choose three?"

"Well, three long and one short choose the shortest." As a god of death who teaches, Bei Feng replied solemnly.

Gin opened his mouth, but was finally speechless.

The people chosen by myself, no matter how hard and tired they are, they have to bear it with a smile. This is called pain and happiness.

　In the car, the air conditioner was turned upside down, and small leather whips and candles were scattered on the floor. A man turned upside down with his white legs, trying to kick the strange man off himself.

　　The quilt was sandwiched between his legs, and suddenly, the little brother Heipi started to tremble, the soft flesh around his waist was suddenly pinched, and he said softly: "Wow!".

　　Karasuma Sunsilk pinches again.

　　Beep...beep...beep...

　　Sometimes melodious, sometimes tactful, sometimes passionate, sometimes low, for a time,

　　The silver bottle burst into water slurry,
　　Iron cavalry stands out with swords and guns ringing,

　　……

　　Hong Bo surged up, 噫咱嚱!

　　The black-skinned boy's pretty face was stained with blood, he bit his mouth to hold back the demands of his body, and weakly shouted at the presumptuous man: "Vodka is here!".

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