Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

The gentleman seemed to have known that Mezcal would call at this time, and the number was answered shortly after the number was dialed.

　　 "Mezcal." The gentleman's tone was calm, without the dissatisfaction of being interrupted in the middle of the night.

　　 But no one knows which country the gentleman is in, so there is no way to know if he is late at night.

　　 "Sir." Xinfan's tone is also very calm, but if it is an old fried dough stick, it is not difficult to hear some dissatisfaction and resentment, "My temporary residence has been investigated, it is yours."

He used the affirmative sentence, and the gentleman did not refute, and said bluntly: "You didn't report the truth, how can you know if I don't send someone to check it? For example, I didn't know before. You happened to know Pisk. Descendants."

　　 "I don't think there is any need to disturb you about this matter."

　　 The gentleman chuckled: “It’s really unnecessary, but if it affects the efficiency of the organization’s actions, I have to do something that might make you feel unpleasant. Just like this time.”

　　 Shinhan was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, he seemed to be relieved a lot: "Did Pisk really killed Sila's parents?"

　　 "Do you care about this?"

　　 "This incident may affect Shiraz, and I don't want an accident around me." Xinfan replied calmly.

　　 "Anyway, Pisk is dead."

　　 The gentleman’s tone was a little bit sad, but he just didn’t know if it was something he deliberately made to show Xinfan, "Sira, you can pay attention recently."

This means that the killing of Sila’s parents will be completely pushed to Pisk. However, everyone knows that Pisk is just a knife in the hands of the organization. It is the behemoth itself that really decides to take their lives. .

　　 I chose to believe in the nonsense of the organization, or insisted on avenging my parents. This choice unknowingly returned to Sila's own hands. Xinfan's task is to stare at him and stop him before he makes any detrimental actions to the organization.

　　 Finally, the gentleman said earnestly: "Mezcal, you are my most trusted subordinate in Japan. Work hard and I can be very tolerant as long as I don’t do too much."

"do not worry."

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Whether the gentleman is really relieved, no one knows, but he at least hung up the phone in a reassuring manner.

　　 Xinfan stared at the serial number on the phone screen, silently complaining in his heart. The BOSS's words are getting better and better, but I'm afraid it is another rhetoric in the gin.

　　 The hour hand on this clock has passed twelve. Shinshige opened the wallet that he had carried with him when he went to Nagano Prefecture, and there was only one photo in it.

This time the organization kept him in the dark and went around in such a big circle, but the fundamental reason was that the gentleman was dissatisfied that Mezcal had concealed the affairs between Sila and Pisk from him, and also indulged Sila. Revenge.

　　 But the most feared thing in an undercover organization is being suspected. If these code-named members are not suspected once or twice, they are as if they are supernumerary characters.

　　 As long as there is no so-called evidence, the impact on work is minimal.

　　 But when I think about it carefully, Xin Fanhu realized that his trip to Nagano was actually very dangerous. The risk does not come from the organization, but from his own inattention.

　　 Before leaving, he took the photo of graduation with him in order to prevent people from entering the room when he was not at home. However, if he was severely injured and unconscious on Panshan Road at that time, the members of the organization who came to meet him would definitely send him to the hospital immediately, and the picture might be exposed by then.

　　 It doesn’t matter if he is the only one in the photo. It’s a big deal to make up a reason to explain why there is a picture of Scotland in Mezcal. But the problem is that there is still Jiangguling on it...

　　 Xinfan pinched the picture and held it right in front of his eyes. With serious and nostalgic eyes, he deeply remembered everyone's face.

　　 He turned on the lighter, and the hot flame immediately swallowed a corner of the photo, and quickly spread everywhere.

　　 Shinshige kept the gaze position until the moment when the tongue of fire was about to lick his skin, and suddenly the last memory turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

　　 Saying goodbye to the past is to better welcome the future.

　　……

　　 The temperature finally has a downward trend. It has been hovering around 20 degrees for several days, but the street trees on the roadside are green today and withered yellow tomorrow, jumping repeatedly between spring and autumn.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Xinfan has been very busy recently, and he finally has time to perform his duties as a broker at the Maori detective office.

　　 Kogoro Mori learned from Conan that Shinshige wanted to expand the detective agency, and he was very positive, but his positive reason...

"No! Let me tell you, Asano, there are many young Japanese detectives who are very powerful now. Anyone who can be drawn out is much better than that kid Kudo!" Mouri Kogoro Yoshimasa said sternly, "Shin Kudo One is that his father is a mystery novelist, so he is so active!"

Xinfan held a photo of Kudo Shinichi provided by Morilan ~www.readwn.com~ carefully and said, "But those young detectives you said don't have the excellent appearance conditions of Kudo Shinichi, right? Even Hattori. He almost came close to him. If his skin color can be more in line with the public's aesthetics, his popularity will be no less than that of Kudo Shinichi."

　　 Speaking of looks, Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but sighed: "But it's a detective agency. What is more important is to conquer the client through reasoning ability, right?"

　　 "I think Shinichi's reasoning ability is very strong." When Kudo Shinichi was away, Mao Lilan always praised him.

　　 "Miss Mori seems to admire Kudo Shinichi?"

　　 "Where is it! He is just so-so!"

　　...Of course, no pink topic can be involved.

　　 Nobuhiro returned the photo to Mo Lilan and turned his attention to the detective agency's monthly plan. I don't know, I was shocked at first glance.

　　 He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Why are they all commissions looking for cats and dogs?"

　　 "Help Mrs. Kato find a little flower" "Help Mrs. Michiko who lives alone find Andy" and "Help Mr. Yoshida find Daikoku" with a full calendar. They are dazzled and dizzy.

　　 There seems to be something weird mixed in-Miss Michiko who lives alone and is very cute? ? The uncle's mind is really undisguised!

　　 Kogoro Mori buckled up the calendar embarrassingly. In fact, he still remembered that in the three chapters of Asano Nobuhiro's initial contract for him, it was clearly stipulated that he could not accept this kind of task, so he was so embarrassed.

　　 But he is a detective, Kogoro Mouri, how can he admit counsel in front of his agent? !