Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Don't be so mad, Gin."

It is said that Wenrou Township is a hero's tomb, no matter how brave and ruthless a man he is, he will be relieved in front of the gentle and watery beauty.

But Gin is not in the usual way, and the last thing he wants to see at this moment is Belmod's face that doesn't seem to care about anything.

"Go and tell Rum, if he makes trouble in Tokyo again, I'll take someone to Italy and stab his lair!!" Gin scolded Belmod and emphasized.

Belmod smiled, and she stretched out her weak and boneless jade hand and slowly stroked Gin's silver hair, scratching her heart.

Gin was impatient, and directly reached out and waved off Belmod's "big pig's hoof": "Don't touch me, don't you have a mouth?"

Belmod's originally calm face changed immediately. She turned her fingers into blades, and her long black nails left several scratches on Gin's face.

"I'm so sorry, I'm not familiar with Rum, so I can't speak for you."

Frosty, cruel and bloodthirsty gin does have a mature charm that a white-faced niche student does not possess. Its simple personality and direct speech make gin surpass countless bottles of real wine and fake wine and become Belmod's skirt guest.

But yeah, Belmod has read countless men, and the only truth is that there is no perfect man in this world.

When the gin is puzzled by the style, it really makes people have no desire to tune the Martini, just want to chop him up, chop it up and stew it!

Normally, as long as they were alone, Gin wouldn't be so straight. But unfortunately, Belmod was not very lucky today.

Luckily, Gin is not going to kill Belmod just because a kitten slashed his face. He is now a little irrational by Rum's anger, and needs to slow down.

Belmod poured himself a glass of rye whisky by himself, filled with ice cubes, and the mouth was filled with the mellow aroma of whiskey mixed with the coolness of ice cubes.

She took a glass and sat down opposite the gin.

"Don't you want that list?" Belmod asked slowly. "Although I don't know what Rum is doing, since even Curacao is dispatched, the list must be interesting."

Gin glanced at her indifferently, but said nothing.

Belmod added: "Or are you worried that your name is on that list?"

"Ka" Gin unceremoniously pinched Belmod's chin: "I will clean up all the people on that list without falling to the ground!"

"I'm going to see Curacao now!" Gin ordered irritably.

Bermodo used light force to break free from Gin Jiu's rough hand, which did not know Lianxiangxiyu. At this time, her cheeks were a little red from the calluses, but Belmoder didn't care about that.

"Not yet." Belmod squinted, "Rum must be more anxious than us. He hasn't moved yet, which means that no one has found any trace of Curacao."

Gin said impatiently: "Tokyo is so big, I don't believe how far he can run in one night! Even if he digs three feet in the ground, I will get that list!"

Having said that, Jin Jiu took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

Seeing this, Belmod hurriedly asked, "Who do you want to notify?"

"Mezcal." Gin didn't hesitate. "His intelligence network is all over the place and can be of great help. More importantly, he hates rum enough."

"No!" Belmod retorted unceremoniously.

Gin narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Why?"

"Have you forgotten, he has now been suspended from all work by that person."

Gin frowned, just as he was about to say something, he heard Belmode say: "I advise you not to provoke Rum's people, no matter Mezcal, Bourbon or Curacao."

"Mezcal is not Rum's man."

Belmod smiled: "Speaking of which, I have discovered some interesting things recently~ Aren't you curious why a newcomer who has just joined the organization can be directly parachuted into Northern Europe to become the person in charge?"

"Speak." Gin ordered coldly.

"I found out that before he became the head of Nordic, he participated in the rum test project as test item 217." Belmod leaned down and whispered in Gin's ear, "I thought 217 was sequential at first. number, but later I found out that he was the only test item in this project."

Gin frowned: "It's nothing surprising, Rum's usual method. Even you seem to..."

"Don't talk about me, Gin, you know I'm not like anyone else." Belmod stared at his palm with a self-deprecating smile, "I don't have a choice, and you could have decided your own destiny."

"Mezcal's résumé doesn't have any test records," Gin pointed out.

Belmod sneered: "Rum has sealed the original research institute long ago, and all records have been destroyed. And there is a time point that may interest you."

Gin raised an eyebrow.

"Remember Scotland? He was executed by Rye and experimented with Test 217, only seven days apart."

Gin's face immediately stiffened at Belmod's words.

Could it be that Mezcal has some sort of connection to Scotland?

Thinking of Shuichi Akai, maybe this is not impossible.

...

No matter how dark the night is and how suffocating the air is, the sun will always rise the next day, and light will always spill over the earth, dispelling the seemingly endless darkness.

Studies have shown that people are more positive during the day, and many puzzles that can't be figured out at night are automatically resolved in the morning.

In the early morning, Tokyo was as lively as usual, Haibara Ai got up early and put two slices of cucumber on her dark circles.

Nobunaga is preparing the bento for her today's outing~www.readwn.com~ Because he didn't have time to go to the supermarket last night, he could only pick out the existing ingredients from the refrigerator.

Putting the sandwich in the bento box, Nobunaga turned around, just in time to see Xiao Ai with a cucumber.

"...The moisturizing effect of cucumber may not be as good as that of a wet towel." Shinfan kindly reminded.

"It's dark circles, dark circles." Haiyuan muttered sadly, "I slept too late yesterday, and I woke up this morning with both swollen eyes."

Nobunaga reckoned that it wasn't too late last night, as Haibara Ai usually spends the night accidentally doing experiments.

Sure enough, the younger sister couldn't help her elder brother, Xiao Ai must have met someone she liked.

Nobuman has only one request, the person Haibara Ai looks at must not be Conan, it must not be Conan! I hope that Xiao Ai will not be like her sister, everything is good, but the eyes of men are not very good.

Nobuman prepares everything for Xiao Ai, and then personally sends her to Dr. Agasa's house.

The kids had already assembled there, and they were all excited about where they were going.