Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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A brand new day——

"Mr. Asano! Mr. Asano!!!"

As soon as Xinfan got on the phone, Feng Jianyu was shocked, as if the end of the world's voice blasted through the receiver.

He stretched away silently, and asked suspiciously, "I'm here, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Asano, your code name in that organization is Mezcal, isn't it?" Kazami Yu also almost cried, "The big thing is not good!"

Xinfan couldn't understand why his code name appeared so frequently in Asano's world recently.

It stands to reason that the Huiyuan chapter is not over yet, and the full moon chapter is still out of sight. No matter how fast it accelerates, it won't be Mezcal's turn, right?

Or is his skills too poor, and he has to drop the vest earlier than Akai Shuichi? ?

"Something is bad, please make it clear." When encountering a critical problem, Xinfan can feel the helplessness of Jiang Guling, and Feng Jianyu's speech style that can't be said on the punctuality for a long time is true. irritatin.

Kazemiyu, who was on the other side of the phone, also seemed to take a breath. He said very solemnly: "Just now... heh, just now the Security Planning Division issued a notice saying that it is to investigate the organization member Mescal.

"And what the notice says is-because the target is too dangerous, you can shoot after confirming your identity!"

Xin Fan: "..."

Why does he have a feeling of "it really is so" and "worthy of zero"? !

He knew that after learning the truth about Miyano Akemi's death, Nariyaru absolutely hated Mezcal. But he didn't expect the Xianshibao to be so fast!

"I have never seen a situation where shooting was allowed during the initial investigation!" Kazami Yu also babbled endlessly to express his shock and worry, "Mr. Asano, you must be careful these days, in case the police find you. It’s very dangerous to have an identity! How could it be like this? This is a misunderstanding. Should I explain to Shangfeng? Otherwise..."

"Okay, I already know about this." Xinfan interrupted Fengjian Yuya's nagging ruthlessly.

Hundreds of words of exhortation that Yu Kazami hadn’t even uttered just choked in his throat. He paused for two seconds and still insisted: “I don’t think you have realized the danger of this matter. Your identity is special. There are only a handful of people who know about the police. The Security Planning Division will treat you as a real enemy. They are very capable. Once we discover that you are Mezcal, we may not have time to explain you..."

It's cold.

He didn't make the words too obvious, but Mr. Asano would certainly understand the main point of these words.

Xinfan does understand, but it makes no difference whether he understands or not.

And Yu Kazami probably didn't expect it, Mr. Asano, who had already lit the red light in his eyes, was sitting leisurely by the window to watch the scenery at this moment.

Ke Xue’s will seems to be more favored in summer. It was clear yesterday that there was a trend of cooling down. Xinfan was still looking forward to seeing the autumn scenery in Tokyo. However, he woke up early today and found that the constant temperature central air conditioner at home had been converted into Cooling mode.

In the afternoon on the road, many children go home together, they chase me and squabble.

Xinfan glanced at the clock and calculated the time. Hui Yuanwei should have finished school.

So he also said to Kazemiyu who was still chattering on the other end of the phone: "Don't worry, as long as you don't reveal my identity, you won't find it at the Security Planning Division."

"Of course I can't betray you," Kazumi Yu also promised immediately, "I just heard that they are composed of outstanding police officers, and I am worried that you will not be able to withstand their deliberate investigations."

Hmm...it's not that I was afraid of betrayal. Yuya Kazumi was trustworthy, and Xinfan was even more worried about his "unintentional loss."

Moreover, Kazumi Yu also deliberately emphasized that the policemen over there are composed of outstanding police officers, which makes Xinfan, an insider, always feel that it is strange, as if Kazumi was also self-proclaimed and boasted.

"My sister is coming back, let's talk about something next time." In the end, Xinfan's patience was exhausted, and he had to hang up as he said.

Kazami Yu also wanted to stop him, but the initiative to communicate between them has never been in his hands.

However, Xinfan suddenly added one second before pressing the hang-up button: "I don't think the security planning class is very good. You have to be more confident in yourself."

"Do you really think so?!" Feng Jian Yu also brightened his eyes.

Mr. Asano means he is also excellent?

However, the cold cell phone that had been cut off could not answer his question.

As for Xinfan's real meaning...Well, if there is wind and see Yu is also there, the average ability of the zero group can be a big cut. congratulations.

...

Aihara Ai and Conan parted at the door of the music classroom. She walked in with her schoolbag on her back and saw Azusa Enomoto sighing while she was working.

"..." Aihara Ai sat next to Xinfan and asked questioningly, "What's wrong with Enomoto-san? She seems to be in a bad mood."

Xinfan looked up, and as expected, "I'm sad" and "I'm so bored" all over Ebonzi's body were about to overflow. He looked away helplessly, and met Hui Yuanai's clear and simple eyes.

"I'm not in a bad mood, Enomoto-san is just not motivated."

The lobby of Lu Feng's music classroom is actually very small, but the conversation about her at such a close distance ~www.readwn.com~ failed to attract Enomoto's attention. She absently calculated the income and expenses for this week, the all red on the account book means that the music classroom is getting more and more unable to make ends meet.

"Why?" Huiyuan asked sadly.

"Probably because Mr. Amuro went home."

"Amuro-kun...is that Mr. Amuro Toru who has been working in the music classroom before?"

Hearing Toru Amuro's name, Enomoto Azusa finally recovered. She looked at Shinhana: "Mr. Asano, did you say that Mr. Amuro's father's condition has improved? He didn't tell us when he left. I originally wanted to see him off. ."

Shinshige recalled the day when Bourbon left Japan. At that time, someone was afraid of being stopped by Belmode again, booked a flight ticket in the early morning, and left secretly in the evening. Someone who didn't know thought he was going to commit murder and arson.

"I think the old man must be in a good mood. After all, the son who works outside has finally returned home." Xinfan replied, "And as long as the mood is good, no matter how serious the condition is, it is possible to get better."

"Well, then I can rest assured."

Huihara blinked and suddenly asked, "Miss Enomoto, do you like Mr. Amuro?"

Enomoto Azusa was dumbfounded, a suspicious pink appeared on her face, and she began to stammer: "Wh, what's the matter? I just care about him out of my colleagues. And since Mr. Amuro left, my I get more after working. Actually, it's not just me, but Mr. Asano also feels like this?"

Xinfan is not commenting on this, because he has indeed begun to miss the good life of the tool man, but as the boss, he shouldn't say such a low price.

Hui Yuanai is not so easy to fool, she laughed very gossiping: "But my brother doesn't care about him."