Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 After returning to Tokyo and bidding farewell to Iimoto's family, Shinshige almost immediately emailed Sachiko Matsushita and turned off the rest of the music class this month.

　　 But Xia Jiang and Yan Benwu are newly married, and they really have no plans to take music lessons.

　　 Even if Xia Jiang is still interested in music, it is still Sachiko Matsumoto's work.

　　 As for himself...

　　 Shinhan glanced at the bed right in front of him, then quietly packed his luggage, and took a taxi to the airport.

　　 This is how busy a man has worked three jobs.

　　 He suddenly admired Jiang Gu Ling, that Bourbon’s job-loving name was already well known in the organization. However, only a few people know that apart from these, he is still working for the Japanese police.

　　 Even only that job is considered a real civil servant within the system, and the salary is guaranteed.

　　 Didn’t these jobs collide? Like Sachiko Matsumoto, who only has the job of tutoring, she is very busy.

　　 Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Shinhan finally remembered that he still had Chianti and Cohn useless. These people must use it at least once, otherwise there is no way to explain why he wants to apply for a sniper from the BOSS.

　　【Mezcal: Those people on the attachment list, I need all their recent information. 】

　　 Chianti’s reply came soon.

　　【Chianti: Understand! Who are you going to kill? 】

　　...This woman is too violent.

　　【Mezcal: No, just keep watching. 】

　　 [Chianti: It's boring, but I will summarize the information for you. 】

　　 The taxi arrived at the airport soon.

　　 Shinhan, carrying his luggage, obediently lined up to buy a ticket to Los Angeles that day.

　　 After confirming the arrival time, Xinfan connected to the deep network with his mobile phone, logged onto the organization's website, and found Belmode's contact information.

　　 Although it should be late at night in the U.S., but...who cares?

　　 There was no sleepiness over the phone: "Hello?"

　　Considering that Belmode should not know his number, he introduced himself in a traditional letter: "It's me, Mezcal. I will be in Los Angeles in thirteen hours. Will you come to pick it up?"

　　 "So fast?" Belmode looked surprised, "I thought you won't be able to come here until next week. We shouldn't have any plans yet?"

　　 "It's just to solve a businessman. It is enough to use the time on the plane to finalize the plan."

　　 Belmode laughed: "You are really confident, has Gin mentioned that person to you?"

"You mean Akai Shuichi?" Shinshige joined the organization for a few years and has been active in Northern Europe. He has never seen Akai Hideichi's image play well. "You guys are very afraid of him. But no matter how powerful he is, he is just A person."

　　 "That's good. I hope that after this mission, you don't regard Akai Shuichi as a lifelong enemy. Because the people who did this before have suffered in his hands."

　　 "Do you also include you?"

　　 "I..." Belmode's voice was a little empty, "I'm looking forward to it."

　　 As for what to expect, Belmode didn't explain.

　　 But based on Xinfan's understanding of Belmode in the plot, he always felt that if he wanted to continue, Belmode's next sentence should be: look forward to the moment when the silver bullet pierces the darkness.

　　 Think about it a year ago because of being hit by Hideo Akai, Belmode met her Angel and Goolguy, maybe she is really grateful to that man.

　　 At this time, the civil aviation industry still regards the interference of mobile phone signals as one of the factors that seriously endangers flight safety, so Xinfan turned off all electronic equipment very observantly and planned to spend more than ten hours on the plane with magazines.

　　 As a result, as soon as the plane landed, it hadn't stopped steadily. The moment Xinfan turned on his phone, a bunch of missed calls and unread emails were almost maxed out.

　　... Is his business so busy?

　　 Shinhana put the phone away without even looking at it.

　　 With so many news, he has to get off the plane first and read it later when he is free.

　　After completing the immigration formalities as Asano Nobuhiro, he finally had time to carefully review all the missed calls and unread emails.

　　 Conan made at least five phone calls, and Mao Lilan also called once. But depending on the time, he called when he first got on the plane, and it probably doesn't make sense to go back now.

　　 There are still a few missed calls that are a series of unfamiliar numbers, but this number quickly sent him a text message: [I am Ryuo Aimoto, if you see the text message, please give me a call back? thank you very much. 】

　　 Nobuhiro looked at the following table. It was three o'clock in the morning in Japan. Is Ryuo Aimoto sure to call him now? ?

　　 However, Shinhan's hesitation did not last long, because Yanmoto Ryuo quickly took the initiative to call.

　　 "Hey, Mr. Asano, you finally answered the phone!" Yanmoto Ryuo's voice was filled with excitement, "Where are you now, can I find you?"

　　 Three o'clock in the morning, are you sure? ?

　　 Xin Fanqiang suppressed the complaints in his heart about the degree of abnormality of someone, UU reading www.uukanshu. com said calmly: "I'm in the United States, just got off the plane."

　　 "Huh?" The other side was stunned, "Why did you go to America?"

　　 "I plan to buy a batch of performance-grade musical instruments for the music classroom, what do you want?"

　　 This is not a lie. In order to prevent his vest from being easily exposed by Conan, he did contact a musical instrument dealer in the United States.

　　 "Wow, Mr. Asano is really lavish, and students also need to use performance-grade musical instruments." Yanmoto Ryuo exclaimed, "Is it so profitable to run a music classroom now?"

　　 Shinhan almost wanted to use the words of Sachiko Matsumoto again, but he was finally held back and put it in another way: "The initial investment is indeed a lot, and whether it can be earned back depends on the situation afterwards."

　　簱 Ryuomoto hesitated for a moment before asking, "Does Asano still need a music teacher, the kind who knows the guitar?"

　　 Shinhan finally understood the purpose of his call: "Your band disbanded?"

　　 "Ah, I was discovered by you." Yan Ben Tatsuno sighed, "I followed your suggestion and went to my grandpa to discuss the debt issue. The old man reprimanded me and finally agreed to lend me money.

　　 "Borrow money! That's a full thirty million! How can I pay him back... and he devalued my band for nothing, which is too much!

　　 "But I have to pay back the money again. I can only owe more and more to continue to form a band, and I may really not be suitable for this business. I heard from Ms. Matsumoto that your music classroom is very well paid, so..."

　　 Xin understands well, but he is not worse than the salary of this employee, plus someone who can play a band, it must be more than enough to be a teacher.

　　 then said, "No problem, we can sign the contract as soon as I return home."