Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 But Xin Fan himself is really helpless.

After 　　 received a phone call from Gin, he turned it off in order to get it off once and for all. Now if you turn on the phone in front of Conan... someone who is as sensitive as Conan will definitely realize that something is wrong. Even if this question does not indicate anything, as long as it can threaten the tightness of your waistcoat, you must stop it!

　　 After all, I still have to blame the gin, I have said so many times, send an email if something happens! Why is he disobedient? !

　　……

　　 After all, the people who carried the bomb have already admitted, and it is the police who reported to the adult in the name of Kogoro Moori, Shinshige. The police took this matter very seriously and immediately ordered the Shinkansen to stop on the track.

　　 After calling the police, all passengers on the train were evacuated to a safe place in just ten minutes.

　　 At three ten ten, the woman did not make a phone call and the bomb did not explode.

　　 At half past three, the police's explosion-proof department arrived at the scene fully armed.

　　 After fifteen minutes, the bomb was removed successfully.

　　 "Conan is really amazing, and the observation is very meticulous." While Morilan was afraid, she was also very pleased. "But how can Mr. Asano believe in Conan so much? Most people would treat it as a joke when they heard children say such things?"

　　 The two frightened police officers over there with weak legs are typical examples.

　　 Conan also looked up curiously, this is where he was strange all the way.

Xin Fan smiled embarrassedly, and explained: "In fact, I started to help Conan by playing games like'Police Tracking Criminals' with Conan. I didn't realize until the lady showed a terrifying expression. What Conan said may be true.

　　 "To be honest, I was also taken aback at the time!"

　　 Conan: "..." Haha, ahaha. Sure enough, no one would believe a child, it really made him unhappy!

　　 "That's it." Mao Lilan said admiringly, "No matter if it is an adult, an old man or a child, Mr. Asano always seems to be very patient. Mr. Asano is really a very gentle person!"

　　 Conan looked up at Xinfan with a "唰", his eyes were full of vigilance.

　　 Although he also thinks Xiaolan's words are very reasonable, but it is suspicious, really suspicious!

"boom--"

Mouri Kogoro, who had just been complimented by a group of police for a long time, hit Conan's head with a punch: "Smelly boy! Why don't you tell me about such an important thing?! Asano is not a detective, so tell him there What's the use?"

　　 This feeling of being praised for the credit of others is really awkward.

　　 "Hehe..." Conan temporarily let go of his vigilance against Shinfan, and smiled awkwardly. Then he was successfully rescued by Mao Lilan.

　　Please, uncle, Mr. Asano helped him solve this crisis. Tell Uncle Maori, I guess we can only make this punch come earlier!

　　……

　　 Because there was too much time on the road, Kogoro Mouri was late for his friend’s wedding several hours in the end. Xinfan also took Conan to the wedding with the excuse that he had missed the agreed time.

　　 This makes Conan even more opinionated about him.

　　 Of course, Xinfan didn't know that someone had regarded him as his greatest love rival.

　　……

　　 Late that night, Nobuhiro finally returned to his home in 5-chome eleven, Yonehuacho.

　　 He leaned tiredly on the sofa and turned on the phone.

　　The interface with the brand logo flashed by, and then a series of missed calls appeared on the phone screen—all from gin.

　　 Xinfan frowned, thinking that he should have a good talk with someone about sending an email.

　　 Scroll to the latest missed call, press Call Back, the call is answered by the other party after a while.

　　 The gin wine's voice overflowed the earpiece: "I'm thinking about whether I should just refuse it next time, just like you."

　　 Xinfan said helplessly: "I remember that I said, send an email if something happens, right? It's really inconvenient for me to answer your call today."

"I don't know that I can read the mail in time even after I turn it off." Gin's tone was cold, like the snow of the twelfth lunar month, "The last time, Mezcal. Don't refuse to answer my call again, unless you are next to... Policemen."

　　 Xinfan's expression remained unchanged, but his voice became colder: "Don't test me with such naive words, Gin."

　　 Gin's tone is more indifferent than him: "Then don't do naive things."

　　 "..." This person is good everywhere, but he is too obsessed with undercover matters. Xinfan decided not to bother with the model worker, "Say, what do you want me to do?"

　　 Hearing this question, the other side fell into a weird silence.

　　 Two seconds later: "The 400 million target was caught by the police."

Xinfan guessed that it was because of this, but knowing it a long time ago did not affect him to tease the model worker: "Your gin boss will get someone caught by the police? Is it because of the quality of the bomb? I first declare, although the previous munitions Belmode and I solved the business, but the quality of the bomb has nothing to do with me."

"There was a detective on that train, and the bomb the target was carrying was found." Gin was obviously also stuck in a sigh of relief. "The target once met me and vodka. It is impossible to guarantee that he will not find any important information. If she is asked to explain to the police in this way, the organization will suffer a lot."

　　 Gin and vodka are still afraid of being discovered? Haven't they been blacklisted by the police a long time ago, and have not been arrested yet? ?

　　 "So you want me to deal with that person?"

　　 "That's right." Ginjiu said, "The target is now being interrogated at the police station. She will be taken to the Metropolitan Police Department early tomorrow morning~www.readwn.com~ The **** is a good opportunity for you to do it."

　　 Shinhan's gaze fell on the charming night of Tokyo City outside the window. The neon lights dazzled his eyes, but his voice was calm and indifferent: "Chianti and Cohen's mission is over. Let them kill the target."

　　 If the situation permits, Shinshige actually doesn't like the feeling of killing. The kind of shot down, the opposite side is like a doll without bones limp to the ground, the feeling of red blood exploding in front of you is really terrible! That blood color will continue to invade his dreams until late at night.

　　 Ginjiu didn't know Xinfan's idea. In his eyes, Mezcal, who can be the leader of the organization in the Nordic region, should be the same in essence even if his personality is different.

　　Indifferent to life is the basic condition for a member to obtain a code name in the organization. If you hesitate even to kill, how can you strive for greater benefits for the organization? They are not a charity.

　　 So after a brief thought, Gin immediately agreed: "It's okay. But do you know Tino Cabana?"

　　 Shinhan felt that the name was very familiar, and after thinking about it, he asked tentatively, "The leader of the bandit group who snatched 15,000 Maple Leaf gold coins from the Bank of Italy?"

　　 "Hmm." Gin groaned, "Those gold coins are worth 600 million yen, which is exactly one billion yen in total with the previous ones."

　　 So you are upset that Miyano Akemi robbed the bank of the billion yen that he got!

　　 Ginjiu continued: "Snatch the gold coins, and his accomplices had better get rid of them."

　　 "..." If they didn't agree, they shouted and screamed, "Na Chianti and Cohen lend me another night."

　　 Ginjiu thought for a while, and felt that it is indeed difficult for a person to both steal money and kill, so he said: "Yes, count them working overtime at night."