Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Shin Fan was basking in the warm sun, and happily ate a whole bento with red wine.

Then he planned to work symbolically for a while before going to sleep, otherwise it would be very dangerous if Rum pursued it and paddling too much.

However, before he turned on the computer to assign investigation tasks to his peripheral members, suddenly there was a knock on the door from the hallway.

Who will be here at this time?

Shinshige thought it was TA-Q-BIN, but he noticed something wrong after listening for a while. This method of knocking on the door seems to be a unique code within the organization, because it is rarely used, and even he can't remember it a bit.

He subconsciously looked around and made sure that there was nothing in the house that could not be seen by the members of the organization, and then he got up to open the door.

An unexpected person stood outside the door.

Well, there are two.

Maybe it should be counted as one and a half.

"Mezcal, what are you still in a daze? Why don't you help your eldest brother in?!" Vodka urged anxiously.

I saw the white-haired demon man who had been so powerful, now weakly leaning on the vodka sturdy body, his face was extremely pale, there was no blood at all.

Although gin likes to wear black clothes and can't show any color, the **** smell that rushes on tells Xinfan that the gin is injured and very serious.

So why did these two guys suddenly appear at his door in broad daylight? ?

He estimated the possibility that the organization would not be held accountable for killing the gin here, and in the end he was forced to compromise with the evil forces due to the unclear situation.

Xinfan stretched out his hand to support the gin, and said caring words: "Who is so good that can hurt you? I have to worship."

Gin waved Xinfan's arm, and said with disgust, "Is there a medicine kit? Take care of the wound for me."

"You are not a begging attitude."

Xinfan's accusation was tacitly ignored by the two men. Vodka helped his eldest brother walk into Xinfan's apartment, which was clean and tidy and even exuded a faint fragrance of flowers and plants, and the smell of blood immediately permeated every corner of the apartment.

Xin Fan was full of opinions on this. Especially when the gin loosened his hand covering the wound and let a drop of blood explode on the ground, he couldn't help but said: "My carpet is very expensive, can you pay it?"

Cai Mi Ginjiu did not answer directly, but just reminded him: "The sniper is on the opposite side."

Xin Fanzhe turned his head and looked out of the glass floor-to-ceiling windows. There were few buildings over there, so he found the reflective point of the scope almost instantly based on the intuition of a sniper.

He immediately gritted his teeth and said: "You can't be too gin. The snipers are all aiming at your head, you are still running to me?!"

Gin didn’t speak, but Vodka couldn’t help but fight for his eldest brother: “If you didn’t answer the phone, my eldest brother and I would not be controlled by the FBI. Even in such an emergency, my eldest brother did not forget to let me investigate you The kidnapping thing. You are fine now, but Big Brother has been so badly injured!"

A trembling trembling instantly struck Xinfan's 206 bones. He inexplicably felt that vodka's words were a bit sad, as if the gin was a small white flower and he was a scumbag.

Gin clearly realized that his pale face suddenly turned black, and he whispered, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Vodka was dumbfounded and wronged: "Isn't it true that I said it?"

Gin silently.

Facts are facts, but there is always something wrong with vodka.

This strong man, at this time, only felt that he was really weak, pitiful and helpless. He found that his brain was really not enough, and he usually didn't feel it with his eldest brother, but when there were other people around his eldest brother, he seemed to be isolated from the big brother's world.

Vodka had to stand up in silence and walked to the window.

"Stop!" Xinfan suddenly yelled at him, "What are you going to do?"

Vodka's movements stopped abruptly, and he looked back at Mezcal blankly: "I want to close the curtains. It would be bad if the sniper caught sight of the big brother."

"Don't go, you come back." Xinfan raised his forehead with a headache. Since vodka is after all the most important brother of gin, he explained, "When you draw the curtains at this time, you are clearly telling the FBI that you are hiding in my house."

"At this time, are you still thinking about this? Don't you wait for the eldest brother to be killed if you don't draw the curtains?" Vodka asked rhetorically.

Xinfan pondered for a moment, and what Vodka said seemed reasonable.

So he quickly got up and said: "Vodka, you can follow me with the gin."

Vodka immediately followed Mezcal with his eldest brother obediently.

Gin was awkwardly trying to break free from his younger brother's support, but due to excessive blood loss, he didn't even break free.

"...I'm not that vulnerable! Even if the FBI sniper is on the opposite side, he can't kill me!" Gin said with a black line on his face.

"Big brother, don't hold on to it." Vodka sympathized. "You have injuries on your arms and shoulders. Should you find a safe and comfortable place to bandage as soon as possible... better???"

His eyes widened, staring at the room in front of him in disbelief.

Xinfan pushed the gin and the two in: "There are water, seats, and exhaust fans, which are very suitable for dressing the gin."

Gin's face has not been white since entering the door, but now it is even darker. He sneered: "What do you mean, Mezcal? How long do you want me to stay in the bathroom?"

This so-called "safe and comfortable" room turned out to be a toilet! Gin swears that he has never met a guy like Mezcal who dared to trample on his face and trample on his self-esteem in his life!

"Wait until the FBI sniper gives up."

Speaking ~www.readwn.com~ Xinfan closed the door with a "pop", turned around and found him a medical kit.

Vodka is left alone to bear the anger of gin.

However, even if the gin is regenerated, he has to admit that the bathroom is a safer place than other rooms. Because this is the only windowless room in the entire apartment, the sniper can't do anything about it.

Because of the special nature of work, Xinfan's apartment lacks everything, just gauze and alcohol. He quickly walked in with the medical kit.

Xinfan cut open the gin clothes with scissors. The wound on the shoulder is brand new and still bleeding, but the wound on the arm is already tightly attached to the cloth. When he tore it, it hurts just to look at it, but Gin didn't even frown.

"Who is the sniper on the other side, Shuichi Akai?" Shinshige asked while disinfecting with alcohol.

The stimulation of alcohol on the wound is unbearable. Gin silently felt the pain of the wound and answered calmly, "No."

Xinfan was clear: "Is that the sniper last time again?"