Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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As for whether what he said just now was a threat...If something like that really happened, of course the best way to deal with it would be to shut Silas completely. But this kind of thing is not to say, if you really want to implement it, you have to avoid Feng Jian Yuya.

Whether you know it or not, the hands of Fu Jingguang on the bright side should not be contaminated with innocent blood.

but……

His thoughts are really getting closer and closer to Mezcal.

...

As usual, Xinfan expressed deep concern about his three views. But since it is the usual practice, it shows that at least it is not a priority, and it can be left behind to worry about it.

He should continue to wait for Sila's reply.

Sila looked at Mezcal earnestly, this face he had seen for three years, and he had been familiar with it for a long time. And now, he actually saw the calmness and calmness in Mezcal's eyes that had not changed in three years.

It turns out that there are people who can stand on the tip of a knife without changing their face. It turns out that there are people who are still in the dust even if they are dirty and dirty?

Also, what is he struggling with? Isn't it supposed to be...enlightened long ago?

Sila sneered to herself, feeling that she was nauseous and disgusting.

As early as the day when Mezcal first appeared in his life three years ago, as early as when Mezcal uttered the phrase "You will be Syrah from now on" flatly but forcefully, Sila felt that he I am mentally prepared for all the things I may encounter in the future.

It's just that he didn't expect that the magic power of the word love was so great that he almost lost himself.

Perhaps this is why Mezcal has such excellent conditions but is still single!

Being in the quagmire, he even wanted to contaminate the scenery on the shore. He was...too naive!

In the end it will only harm others and self.

For Silas now, he has lost the beauty he once had, and the future is no longer worth looking forward to.

If I can use my humble soul to pave the way to heaven for Irina, and rely on my meager power to provide some help to Mezcal, who has never given up on him, then this life is already worth it.

Sila didn't hesitate for too long, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared in an instant after he figured it out.

His voice was a little hoarse, and he said slowly but firmly: "Hiding is not my usual style, and...I said before that I will come to Japan to help you, and this promise is still valid."

Xinfan thought he knew the man in front of him well and was able to guess his choice. But even so, Shinhan smiled relievedly when she heard Silas's words.

He stretched out his hand to Sila friendly: "So happy to cooperate?"

"Happy cooperation." Xiraz held Xinfan's hand tightly, as if he had grasped hope for a moment.

Kazemiyu, who had been watching the situation behind him, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, now there is no need to worry about Mr. Asano acting impulsively! !

The atmosphere in the car also became relaxed in an instant, no longer as depressing as before.

If there is happiness in this world, there will be no lack of suffering, and time can dilute everything.

Jesus died on Friday, but Easter is three days later. The ups and downs in life are constant, some people kneel here, some people step over.

Those who cross the past may not be able to reap Happy Ending. There may be ridges on the other side of the mountain, or it may be stormy waves.

A loser who is only easy to lose has no chance to see the miserable side of the world with his own eyes. What's more, without going to the end, who can assert that there really is no perfect ending?

"By the way, Silas, do you still need that person's information?" Xinfan asked suddenly.

Syrah was slightly stunned.

That person's information?

Kazami Yu was also keenly aware of what, but he hadn't been sure yet, just watching Shinfan's every move vigilantly.

"That guy, are you going to avenge her yourself?"

really!

"Bye... Please Mr. Asano..." Kazami Yu was also anxious and was about to cry. "It's wrong to kill people casually, right? Isn't it illegal?!"

"Nothing casual." Xinfan emphasized solemnly, "I'm serious."

"Even if you are serious about killing people, it won't work!!"

Xinfan opened the document and read according to the text: "He once planned a car bombing in the urban area of ​​London, England, which killed three people, including a pregnant woman, and injured eight others. Last year, he was unidentified because of being dropped at the airport. He was arrested by the police for drugs, but was sheltered by his accomplices and fled on the **** road, resulting in one death and one injury to the accompanying police..."

Kazami Yuya's face changed drastically in an instant. He said indignantly: "This kind of person is too much!"

"Yeah, yes, so even if you shoot ten times, it's not enough."

Feng Jianyu also took a cool glance at Xinfan after hearing the words: "Then you can't do it yourself, and such people should be handed over to the law."

Xin Fan's bitter face: "If the police could really easily catch him and sentence him, I wouldn't sit here and read his information!" Irina would not be touched in vain.

"..." Kazami Yu also admired that he could remain calm in this situation, "Did you forget that you are also a policeman?"

"Huh?" Xinfan looked up at him with a dazed expression~www.readwn.com~Am I a policeman? ? "

"Crack—"

The steering wheel made a strange noise in Yuya Kazami's hands, and the car also left traces of drunk driving on the road.

This feeling of hating iron and steel for his boss is very subtle, which Kazumi Hiroya had never felt before. After all, Mr. Yutani is very reliable and would never say something like Mr. Asano.

In the past, Feng Jianyu always felt that he was a good cook and his work was not perfect. He often dragged down the chief, which really has the high hopes of Mr. Jiang Gu and the leaders of the police.

But now, he suddenly felt good about himself. Even an inconspicuous policeman like Mr. Asano has been able to successfully undercover a criminal syndicate for many years, and it is said that he has also made extraordinary achievements. Then he...does he also have further talent and potential?

But now he seems to have encountered a problem. How can Mr. Asano realize that he is a police officer and stop showing such a worrying state?

Before Kazejianyu could think of a countermeasure, Shinhan who was behind had returned to his normal appearance. His expression was very serious, which was reassuring at first glance.

"Then what are your thoughts?" Xinfan asked.

"I..." Sila was silent. His eyes fell on the document and didn't look away. He was puzzled for a while, "But just as the Mr. Fengjian said just now, it seems that you shouldn't do it again based on your principles. Ask me such a question."

Well, principle.

Xinfan put down the file and leaned back in his chair lazily. A lot of things happened tonight, which made him a little sleepy.

"If the bright road fails, it means it's dark." Xinfan's mouth raised slightly, his voice was steady and clear, and his ears filled his ears, "This is my principle."