Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 666 Sweeping Pests
A bar in Kuboto.

In the entire bar, except for one bartender, there were only three guests.

"Didn't you say that the dossier cannot be stolen? Then what are these?"

Angostura raised a stack of case files in Yang's hand, and looked at the person opposite, his face full of sarcasm.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't look at the other party at all, and continued to take out the remaining files from the briefcase and put them on the table, "There just happened to be evidence stolen, so if you don't take it, you won't take it."

"exhibit?"

"A pile of masks, left at the scene of a murder case a few days ago." Matsuda Zhenping explained casually.

When Angostura heard the key word 'mask', his whole body froze, "Mask? That group of people?"

Matsuda Jinhei squinted his eyes: "No, it's just a bunch of masks with cursed legends, officially called 'Shoble's Mask', if you are interested, you can search it, I heard that the holders of these masks all have untimely deaths. "

"Are you sure it has nothing to do with that group?"

"You took it without looking at me."

Matsuda Jinpei stretched out his hand, intending to take away a stack of files on the table.

Angostella hurriedly took the dossier to her like a food protector, and waved her hand in disgust: "Go, go! I will return it to you after I finish reading it, just stay."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

If it wasn't for him not being able to beat him, believe it or not, he would have done it with one punch?
Considering the difference in strength between the enemy and us, Matsuda Jinpei suppressed his anger silently, picked up the mojito on the table and took a sip, rolled his eyes in an imperceptible way, and observed the bar.

He was already thinking about how to put more bombs in it...

Speaking of which, the bombs I bought for free from the arms dealer before are almost used up, it's time to buy some more for nothing.

Matsuda Jinpei was thinking while drinking;
Next door, Anderberg was lying on the table, probably trying to catch up on sleep.

He flipped through the file in Angostella's hand in a short while, and he didn't know if he read it seriously.

"That's all? Don't you police have any useful news?" Putting down the file, Mou Anjiu looked disappointed.

These files are all cases of theft, and all these cases have only one thing in common:
A mask was left at the scene of the crime, with a five-pointed star printed on the forehead.

But apart from the method of committing the crime and the gestures of the leftover masks falling on the ground, there is absolutely no useful information to be found in these files...

Not a single prisoner was caught!
Matsuda Jinhei shrugged, "It's unrealistic for you to expect the Metropolitan Police Department to have information about these masked men. It's as if there is no information about our organization inside the Metropolitan Police Department."

One thing to say, being an undercover agent is actually quite interesting...if you don't get caught.

However, Matsuda Jinpei's words also reminded the other party.

Angostella's eyes lit up: "Oh? Then you mean, there may be some information from the police?"

"...Let me tell you first, I can't get information from the police. I'm not in the same department system as there." Matsuda Jinpei almost didn't roll his eyes.

"Tsk, I didn't expect you either." Angostella smacked her lips, flipped through the file again, and then threw it back to Matsuda Jinpei.

He originally came here for the internal information about the masked man that the Metropolitan Police Department might have, but the Metropolitan Police Department didn't know as much as he found someone to know, and he didn't even have the name of the other party's organization...

Instead, he learned about it through the underworld forces...

"Five-star group? Weird name."

Angostura muttered in a low voice.

Matsuda Zhenping moved his ears and raised his head: "What?"

Angostella waved his hand, "It's none of your business, put away your files and go."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk to him, Matsuda Jinpei didn't care.

If the other party really opened up to him and told him everything, that would make him feel like a ghost.

Silently putting these things back into the briefcase, Matsuda Jinpei stretched out his hand and was about to drink up the rest of the drink.

But just when he touched his cup, he suddenly noticed that there was a pack of snacks in the empty corner of the table.

...and more than one pack.

He saw potato chips, jelly, lollipops, cookies, chocolate...

Angostella obviously also noticed these gadgets that appeared out of thin air, and was taken aback, then slowly raised his head together with Matsuda Jinpei, looking at the air on the side.

In the air, a touch of silver is particularly clear——

"Fuck!?"

"Clang~"

Frightened, Angostella almost fell to the ground with the chair.

Although Matsuda Jinpei was not that embarrassed, he was so frightened that the chair moved back one meter.

And the culprit of the source of fright—Gin, was sitting on the chair next to the two of them, wearing casual shirts, eating potato chips and looking at the phone at the same time...

Hearing the chair fall to the ground, Gin raised his head slowly, glanced at Angostella with cold eyes, and then continued to focus on the phone.

The Internet age is really exciting.

"...Hey, hey! Gin, what are you looking at?" Angostella took out a knife angrily, "When did you come here? You walk without making a sound, are you a ghost?"

Matsuda Jinpei also regained his strength at this time, and silently pulled the chair forward and sat down, suffocating the rest of the drink in one gulp.

Although it seems that Gin appeared suddenly without making a sound before, it is definitely not as scary as today's...

"It's been a while."

Qin Jiu concentrated on watching the lace news on the phone, and casually replied, "While you were reading the dossier... haven't you found the whereabouts of those masked men?"

Angostella snorted and put away the knife, "No, those people can hide better than the FBI guys. Apart from knowing the gang names of these masked people from some underground forces, there is no other information at all. I guess it is some new force. .”

Gin couldn't deny it, "Oh, really? Then you are the real deal."

"..." Angostella took out the knife again, "You want to fight, right?
Oh yes, I haven't settled with you yet!I asked you to clean up those traitors, what do you mean by leaving half of them for me? "

"Heh, isn't it enough that I cleaned up half of it?" Gin Jiu sneered, "And the list you gave me the night before yesterday was close to the early morning, so you should be content with half of it."

"I'm content? Tsk, Gin, you're really thick-skinned. It took five days to solve half of the problem. One person per day on average. A tortoise can climb better than you!"

Gin slowly made a question mark: "Five days?"

Angostella paused cursing, "What? Is there a problem?"

Gin looked at him with eyes of caring for the mentally retarded: "Stella, you are hopeless."

It's only been one night, okay?

Angostura: "...Come on! Let's fight!"

Onlookers:

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

How did this start?He was a little confused.

Underburger: "Zzzzz..."

　The new book has been signed, but the status has not changed, Zzzz...(▽ )

　　(Cover face) I forgot to change the chapter name, please ignore it
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