Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Hey hey hey! What are you talking about, kid?" Mouri Kogoro retorted with a dark face, "The big deal is that I won't be betting on horses anymore."

Mao Lilan immediately expressed doubts: "If Dad can do it, he won't have to enter 30 million."

Maori Kogoro:"……"

Xiaolan, you save some face for dad anyway, so many people are listening!

Fabian West laughed heartily: "Mr. Maori has such a caring family in his life, and he has the help of a capable agent at work. I am afraid that others will be jealous when he talks about it."

"Where is it." Mouri Kogoro scratched the back of his head. Although he said humble words, the expression on his face was very proud.

"I heard that Mr. Asano also has a younger sister," Fabian West suddenly shifted the topic to Shinhana, "Why didn't you bring her over to play?"

Xinfan hasn't spoken yet, but Mo Lilan showed a worried look: "Speaking of which Mr. Asano used to bring Xiao Ai to the music classroom or office, why haven't I seen her recently? Is it because Xiao Ai is sick? "

"Xiao Ai's body is very good." Xinfan comforted her and explained, "It's just that I still feel that the environment of the detective office is not suitable for children to grow up."

"Oh, that's true." Mao Lilan agreed. "Dad's commission was not to catch the mistress, or his life was threatened. It's really not suitable for children to contact."

Conan: "???"

Not suitable for children to touch? What about him?

Although he has a seventeen-year-old heart, in Xiaolan's heart, Conan should only be seven years old!

Mao Lilan clasped her palms together and said with a smile: "If this is the case, I will go to Mr. Asano's house after a few days of vacation to find a little sorrow. When I was shopping with Yuanzi last time, I bought her cute clothes."

"Sister Xiaolan, you can't find classmate Asano Huihara Ai when you go to Brother Asano's house." Conan said lazily, "Sister Asano is now living at Dr. Akasa's house."

"Huh?" Mao Lilan was surprised, "How could this be?"

So Xinfan had to explain to them again, saying that he was busy at work.

Such a reason can be understood by Dr. A Li, but it will never pass the Maorilan level.

Sure enough, as soon as Xinfan finished speaking, Mao Lilan said to him angrily: "The nature of Xiao Ai is different from other children. How long will it take you to leave her to be raised by others?"

"Yes, yes." Conan looked at Shinhan jokingly and unceremoniously added fuel to the fire. "Asano-san's state has been very wrong these days, and he is always preoccupied. Are you sure she didn't because of you. Depression or something for this reason?"

Xin Fan: "..."

Ah, it's so hard to keep the smile on your face. He really wanted to give Conan an ice cream, the kind that was upside down on his head!

Fabian West asked with interest: "Who is Dr. Aka you talking about? Is Mr. Asano's friend?"

Xinfan glanced at Fabian West lightly while bearing the dual language attack from Maurilan and Conan. But he didn't say anything.

So far, Xinfan has basically determined that Fabian West is not a character who appeared in the original world line. Then there are countless possibilities for his identity.

And Xinfan always felt that this man gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity. He seemed to have seen him somewhere in the past, or it was just an illusion.

In short, Shinfan never believes that Fabian West is just a detective yearning for Sherlock Holmes, who appeared in the Maori detective office at such a sensitive time.

For Americans...Organization or FBI?

...

In fact, it is very simple to judge whether Fabian West is a member of the organization. Xinfan only had to bring Hui Yuanwei over, and he knew it by looking at it from a distance.

When Huihara lost his memory, he could accurately feel the breath of Mezcal, but he couldn't restore his memory without reason. Her radar should be getting more and more sensitive.

However, Xinfan didn't want to exchange other people's pain for information, especially that other person was still Huiyuanmei.

Opened the car door and sat in the back seat, Xinfan threw Fabian West's photo to the man next to him: "Help me see if this person is a member of the organization."

As for if Fabian West is an ally, doing so is equivalent to betraying him...

Haha, the FBI is only, not the police.

Gin's fingers paused while holding the cigarette, and then frowned, "How can I remember the faces of everyone in the organization?"

In his cognition, there are only three kinds of people: those with use value, those with no use value, and the dead.

Mezcal, bourbon, and vodka are all valuable people who can become companions, and the role of vodka is greater. The passers-by on the street and most of the peripheral members of the organization who have no contact with him belong to people with no use value. And similar to Kudo Shinichi, traitors who are about to be organized and dealt with, these are all dead.

Let the gin spend brain cells remember the face of a person who has no use value?

You know that model workers are very hard. He has to deal with a lot of things every day, and he doesn't have so much time to consider them.

Xinfan picked up the photo that had fallen to the floor because of Gin's neglect, and stuck it on Gin's face.

"Mezcal!!" Gin took out his pistol angrily and pressed it against Xinfan's temple, "Do you want to die?"

"No." Xinfan replied frankly, "but I want you to look at the photos. Even if you don't have an impression, you can at least help me investigate. I don't know much about the United States than you."

"America, you should find Belmode." Despite that, Gin put away the pistol indifferently, and took the photo from his forehead instead.

The vodka in the driver’s seat made his forehead sweat~www.readwn.com~ and then he found that the grumpy gin elder brother didn’t fight with Mezcal, but easily let go of the man who dared to be rough with him. .

Is this really gin?

Oh, the other person is Mezcal, that's all right.

"Bang—" "Cracking!"

The sudden gunshots and the sound of glass breaking scared Vodka almost stepping on the accelerator!

Big brother can't help it finally? Shooting at such a close range, Mezcal was dead.

Although his face hurts a bit, Vodka is more worried about the punishment for the gin who killed the core members.

"Brother, I think you should calm down. Mezcal is too much an inner member of the organization. What should we do now..." Vodka looked back stiffly, and met Xinfan's smiling eyes at a glance. .

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Oops! Could it be Mezcal who killed the big brother? ! !