Conan's Winery is all my vest

Chapter 401 Rebellion
This matter is definitely not a good thing for the organization.

Even Belmode, who was stared at by Brandy with death-like eyes, was almost sure that if she told the organization about this, Brandy would never let him go.

But... as long as you can distract the organization's attention from Tachibana Ryosuke, or even cancel the mission, there is no time to take care of him...

At this time, Brandy looked really easy to bully, Belmode smiled softly.

He did not know what was wrong and was taken to hospital by ambulance.

The student-age boy looked pale, and he was protecting his younger brother who was a head taller behind him. The tape with cotton balls on the back of his hand was slightly rolled up, and the infusion tube beside them was still dripping with medicine.

The wounded Satan, with a burdenless but undoubtedly weak
This is really, a godsend opportunity.

"Don't make any crooked thoughts." Belmode's eyes dimmed, so he could only feel sorry. "It was Qin Jiu who asked me to contact you. If something goes wrong with me...you and your brother will really die together."

"Come to me, Evan."

At this moment, Belmode had already closed the door. In this two-person ward, the patient who shared the room with Brandy seemed to have gone to the bathroom. With the slight sound of locking, Belmode drew out his pistol at the same time as the room was closed. Smilingly, he aimed his gun at Theodore Ivan, who had an ugly face, "If you don't want your existence to implicate your brother."

Belmode is one of the few insiders in the organization who knows that Brandy is the older of the two brothers, but for some reason, she does not call Theodore Ivan by his code name, but calls him affectionately name.

Hearing Belmode's threat of hiding a knife in his smile, Theodore Ivan felt a sense of trance for a moment.

His senses seemed to be dulled, his vision was blurred, the hollow sound of the wind was ringing in his ears, and the dark memories were like moldy mushrooms, rotting all over his thoughts.

Even the breath seemed to carry the smell of damp, moldy, and stench of blood.

He seemed to be dragged back to that night countless times ago, that dark and damp basement where the sky was not visible, that night when he and Theodore Ivan should have died.

wrong
Theodore Ivan's hands and feet were cold, he...had indeed died there.

"Don't be wishful thinking." Theodore Ivan only felt that he was severely grabbed by Brandy's arm, his brother was rarely so rough, the strength in Brandy's hand made Theodore Ivan wonder if his wrist had been broken illusion.

"elder brother?"

Theodore Ivan, who was dragged back to reality by the pain, looked at Brandy hesitantly, as if countless days and nights ago, he pointed the gun at the distress in front of his temple.

"I don't have the soul to make another deal with the devil," Brandy felt his temples protruding when he saw that his stupid younger brother was still hesitating to die in a foolish way without making any progress. He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "You If you dare to act self-righteously for my own good, I will really be pissed off by you!"

"I won't bro."

Theodore Ivan saw that Brandy was defending his territory with bared teeth like a puppy kicked by someone, Theodore Ivan smiled abruptly, with an unprecedented relaxed expression, "You are brother, I Always listen to you once."

Brandy didn't expect Theodore Ivan, who had always been brainless, to say that. He was momentarily at a loss, "Huh?"

However, at this moment, something that no one expected happened.

With a bang, Belmode shot.

And the shot was brandy.

"elder brother?!"

Theodore Ivan's cheeks were spattered with warm blood, and his pupils shrank sharply, subconsciously wanting to cover Brandy's bleeding wound.

Brandy stared blankly at the blood gushing out of his chest, unable to understand why Belmode would shoot him.

Even, Theodore Ivan is alive.

Before the approval of that gentleman, even Belmode has no right and no reason to really raise a gun at him.

"why?"

There was no trace of blame in his tone, and anyone could tell that it was a simple interrogative sentence.

Brandy, who was already dizzy, only felt a slight chill in his limbs, but he didn't panic at all, which made Theodore Ivan, who seemed panicked and tried to help him treat the wound, make a fuss.

"Why did you shoot me?"

Brandy could feel his own temperature losing a little bit, but he was still more surprised by Belmode's behavior.

In terms of emotion and reason, Belmode has no reason and shouldn't do this.

Not to mention that they are companions who can barely be regarded as sympathetic companions, even for the sake of that gentleman and for his own safety, Belmode shouldn't be so stupid.

Yes, it is stupid.

"I just don't like you brothers and sisters."

Ignoring Theodore Evan Belmode, who was guarding her, put away the pistol as Brandy expected, she looked tired and indifferent, "Run away, I will explain everything to that gentleman tonight."

Brandy frowned. If it wasn't for his chest still oozing blood, Belmode would have thought he had missed the shot. He said, "Strange."

Belmode didn't reply, she smiled.

Whether it's Brandy suspected of betrayal, Angle who suddenly appeared, or Brandy himself who seriously injured Brandy.
Belmode opened the door very calmly, turned and left as if nothing had happened, leaving Theodore Ivan's self-blame and anxiety, and Brandy's confusion and confusion behind him.

This will bother Gin and the gentleman for a while before all is clear
And before she reported all this up.
Belmode stepped on high-heeled shoes, and the blond and curvaceous beauty stepped into the shadows coldly.

She will quietly find the client who wants to kill Tachibana Ryosuke, and let him disappear into this world forever without anyone knowing.

After that.
Belmode's red lips were slightly raised, who cares about him, who cares what will happen to him later, as long as the police officer can drive his car in peace and maintain world peace from nine to five, she will be satisfied.

When riding the motorcycle, an idea suddenly came to Belmode's mind. It would be nice if Mr. Police Officer wasn't such a policeman with a sense of justice, so he would be much safer.

However, Belmode couldn't help laughing again when he curled his fingers to adjust the helmet.

The sky outside the hospital is glowing at sunset, and the sky is bright.

She thought that if he couldn't do that, he wouldn't be Miss Kiko's Mr. Police Officer.

　I saw some comments today and I’m not in a good mood. My first book may be really immature and some places are not handled well. I will try my best to correct it in the new book.

　　Just leave if you don't like it, no need to comment.

　　Posting abandoned book reviews over and over again is frustrating to be honest.

　　And, thank you to everyone who has been tormented by my jerky writing, thank you very much for liking my story!
　　I will continue to work hard to write the story well.

　　Everyone should have noticed that the end is approaching. This is the first time I have written so many words, and it seems that I can have its ending. I will try my best to give it a decent ending. (?)
　　Thank you so much for liking this story and the little cuties who like the good cubs.

　　Because you have been able to live and dance for so long because of your good cubs, without your encouragement and love, I, who is lazy and glass-hearted, might have been cheated long ago.

　　Thanks! !Hope you guys like the ending.

　　Finally, I would like to thank Feng Luoyu_fly and her who I love for their rewards

　　
　
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