Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Vodka, drive, go to the place of trade!" The cold voice of gin was heard from behind.

However, the gin at this time seems to be colder than before.

Vodka was stunned, his body instinctively started the car and headed towards today's trading place.

The back seat of the Porsche is already in a mess at this time.

A smoking photo fell lightly on the ground. The burned bullet hole in the center of the photo was very eye-catching. The bullet hit the position of Fabian West’s head.

Xinfan bowed again and gently picked up the photo, the arc of his mouth widened a lot: "It seems that I guessed right, this person is..."

"Arian Swan!" Gin said a name through gritted teeth.

"Arian Swan." Nobuhiro said softly, "FBI's young new force, sniper skills may not be under Akai Hideichi. More importantly, he once saw you, a guy who can even see through Akai's tactics. Pushed to a desperate situation."

Of course, Xinfan's statement is actually an exaggeration. The person who saw through Akai Hideichi's strategy was not gin, but rum. Ariane Swan didn't push the gin to a desperate situation, he just made the gin look a little bit embarrassed.

Well, billion points.

"Where is he?" Gin asked coldly.

Xin Fan raised his eyebrows: "Why should I tell you?"

Immediately afterwards, a warm touch came from Xinfan's forehead, and it was obvious that Gin had pushed the pistol that had penetrated the photo and glass to his forehead again.

Seeing this scene of vodka from the rearview mirror was so scared that the car trembled.

Even so, the gin's gun still didn't move a bit.

"Okay, I'll just tell you." Xinfan stretched out his hand to hold the barrel of the gin, and pushed it away slightly, "Don't point me at me with this dangerous thing. What if the fire goes out?"

"Where is he?" Gin asked for the second time. His patience is fading fast.

"Māori Detective Agency." Shinshige warned him as soon as he finished speaking, "Until Arian Swan's purpose is clear, I advise you not to be impulsive."

"Maori detective office." Gin repeated, with a dangerous light in his eyes.

"What do you want to do?" Xinfan warned, "I'm an investor in a Maori detective firm. If you make me lose money, then..."

Xinfan was suddenly at a loss.

He doesn't seem to be able to treat gin.

However, the operation of sending Arian Swan's intelligence to Gin should still bring some benefits to Xinfan. At least the goodwill on the gin side can be brushed up by one or two points.

Like Ariane Swan's behavior that only changed his name and didn't even hide his appearance, Gin would be able to find him sooner or later. When the time comes, Gin will of course suspect Mezcal, the man lurking in the Maori detective agency.

Instead of this, it is better for Xinfan himself to take the initiative to send the information to Jinjiu.

It's just that he has to think of a way to divert the attention of the gin betting on Kogoro Mori and even Conan.

"I won't do anything to him." Gin suddenly leaned on the seat and said calmly, "It's not yet time."

Xinfan breathed a sigh of relief very exaggeratedly, as if he was glad that his assets had been preserved.

Seeing Mezcal's look in the eyes of the money, Gin sneered: "Imoto Heihachi is dead, and your 30 million should be paid soon. In addition, the commission for this mission is at least There is also a hundred million."

"He's dead?" Xin Fan was a little surprised.

"Of course, it's dead." Gin's tone was full of disdain for life. "It's not my hand. Like him, the guy who **** from the inside out, some people want him. Life."

"That's it."

Xinfan moved his gaze out of the window, lowered his head slightly, and suppressed the emotion in his eyes.

He did not expect Heihachi Imoto's death.

There was mud behind that person attending the meeting. Even if the organization intervened, he wouldn't die so easily. There is only one explanation for this situation, and that is that the mud conference gave up Heimoto Heihachi.

How long can a person who has been given up by the power he relies on survives?

There is no doubt that Heimoto Imoto is a bad guy. Just like Gin said, Heimoto Heihachi is a guy who **** from the inside out. He used gambling to kill countless retail investors and decayed countless families. He also pretended to persecute many people to do illegal and criminal things for him. If he violated the law, he would use lynching. The organization does not bother to do these things.

So Imoto Heihachi **** it.

But he shouldn't have died because of Asano's suggestion.

Because no life has the right to deprive another life, even if it must do so, it should be determined by the great will of life.

Heihachi Imoto was not the first person to die directly or indirectly in Mezcal's hands, but no matter how many times this kind of thing happened, Shinshigen's heart would be shocked.

He always couldn't help thinking wildly. If he hadn't suggested, would Heimoto Imoto wouldn't die? Or at least not to lose his life so early.

But Xinfan was able to get out of this decadent mood soon.

Because he knows that if Imoto Heihachi does not die, more people will be victimized and more families will be broken because of him.

Shinfan is not the savior, he has no right to deprive Heihachi Imoto of his life. But he should be thankful that Heimoto Imoto was dead.

Vodka suddenly interrupted and said, "By the way, eldest brother~www.readwn.com~ Was Heimoto Heimoto killed by Rum's people?"

Xinfan turned his head and looked forward.

Gin didn't speak, just a little more irony in his eyes.

The two big guys didn't say anything, which made vodka a little flustered, but he still insisted on finishing his opinion:

"As far as I know, Rum seems to have also been involved in the gaming industry. Maybe Heihachi Imoto has violated his interests. After all, our plan is not hidden from the organization at all. The boss of Rum will definitely want to kill Heihachi Imoto after getting the information."

"Of course he will take care of these things." Gin said vaguely.

Xinfan added unceremoniously: "He will take care of these little things too."

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I said I didn't hear anything, believe it or not?

The environment in the car suddenly became quiet, and no one answered Mezcal's words. However, Xinfan didn't care, and it was nothing to say bad things about Rum and even the boss behind his back. Gin couldn't shoot him for this reason.

Just then, Xinfan's cell phone rang.巗攮攮

He suddenly found that he was busy, either answering the phone or doing a call.

"Moshimoshi?" Mezcal switched to Asano Nobuhira for a second.

On the other side of the phone was Dr. Ari, who said anxiously, "Asano, Xiao Ai is sick."

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