Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 The kidnapping thing is finally a surprise.

　　 After seriously rejecting the parents’ suggestion to seek refuge in the United States, Conan returned to the Maori detective office again with the huge sum of money given by his parents, and returned to his sweetheart.

　　 At the same time, Xinfan's life gradually returned to boring. He even has time to pay attention to the task that Gin gave him casually before-investigating and selecting famous domestic programmers.

　　 At this time, he was shrinking in the coffee shop at the entrance of Heaven's company, looking at the flow of people coming in and out of the company's entrance inadvertently.

　　 Although the power of the organization is extremely large, the ability is the kind that touches the ceiling. But after all, every other line is like a mountain. For professional things such as programming, organizations can only find real professionals, and then use coercion and profit to induce the other party to serve themselves.

　　 Even after simply confirming the target and investigating, Xin Fan has no clue right now.

　　 And Gin intends to send someone to deal with people in this industry first, and it is best to get a list of programmers worthy of development. Then the members of the organization will be much more familiar with the next thing.

　　 Nobuhiro thinks that gentleman is actually very smart, and he adheres to the principle of the supremacy of evidence. Even if the behavior of some members is abnormal, and Gin is suspicious, as long as there is no definite evidence pointing to the betrayal, then the organization is acceptable.

　　 At most, he is always on guard for everything, so that people who are suspected of being traitors are not allowed to have too much information. People still have to continue to use it.

　　 This judgment standard sometimes does not look like a criminal group, but is more formal than some government agencies. But in fact, those undercover agents and traitors who are about to lose their vests often work harder to keep their identities from being exposed.

　　 And it has to be said that the identity of the red side is sometimes easier to grasp certain intelligence and information than the black side.

　　 For example, if Gin gave Xinfan the task of getting the list, he would probably pretend to be investigating while contacting the police directly to obtain information.

　　 Let the intelligence agencies around the world work for themselves, the organization is really dark.

　　 "What are you thinking?" A cup of ice American was placed on the table in front of Shinhan, and at the same time a familiar female voice sounded.

　　 Xinfan looked up, "Shirley, why are you here?"

"That's exactly what I want to ask." Shiho Miyano sat down opposite Nobuhira with a calm expression. "My sister works in the office building opposite. This is where we often meet. Of course, we must first ask the organization every time. Apply."

Xinfan glanced at the office building where Akemi Miyano works, and sighed secretly: "I went shopping nearby, and I happened to be a little tired, so I went to the cafe to rest. Unexpectedly, I happened to meet you by chance. But..." He turned around. , "You didn't come to meet Akemi Miyano, did you?"

　　 Shiho Miyano's eyes sank: "Can't I just come and wait for my sister? So you know what to order."

　　 "No, I just guessed that Gin will not approve you to meet Akemi Miyano recently." He smiled, "So I guessed it right?"

　　 Shiho Miyano didn't speak, she drank the coffee in her cup silently. It's just that those eyes that look at the opposite office building from time to time still reveal deep melancholy and worry.

　　 In such a silent atmosphere, Shinhana's cell phone rang, it was Asano's one.

　　 He answered the phone calmly: "Hello?"

　　 "Brother Asano—"

　　 Xinfan looked as usual, but he moved the phone farther away.

very noisy.

　　 Noting his movements, Shiho Miyano looked over with a little surprise. She couldn't hear the voice on the phone, but she could guess what happened when she saw Xinfan's movements. It's just that this kind of interaction can happen in the organization?

　　 Opposite the phone, a few children are still chatting: "Brother Asano, are you listening? We have formed a juvenile detective team!"

　　 "Well, congratulations."

　　 It turned out that the Junior Detective Group was only established now. He used to think that these things were all set, and it should have been like this from the beginning. But now that he has experienced it step by step, he has a different sense of accomplishment, as if he has witnessed the changes of history or the birth of a legend.

　　 Well, in the world of Conan, that is the evolution of the **** of death!

　　 "We want to invite Asano to be the instructor of the Junior Detectives!"

　　 Hearing these words, Xinfan finally raised his eyebrows somewhat unexpectedly: "Why?"

　　 "There is no reason!" Genta said, "Don't all the clubs in those schools need instructors? In order to make the Junior Detectives more formal, we discussed it and felt that we still need an instructor."

　　 Mitsuhiko: "Yes, brother Asano helped us find the treasure of Masked Rider before, you are already a member of our young detective team!"

　　 Conan: "That's it."

　　 Shinichi Kudo, why do you want to be with the children? ?

　　 Xinfan feels that she is already very busy, and really doesn't want to find something for herself.

　　 But the children decided this without any explanation: "Last time at the entrance of the game hall, Conan promised to make a badge for the Junior Detectives if he loses. We will let Conan make one for you too!"

　　 "Juvenile Detectives, long live!!"

　　 Shiho Miyano vaguely heard Long Live or something, it seemed that it was still a child's voice.

　　 Her eyes suddenly became strange, UU reading www.uukanshu. Did com say that Mezcal was married and had children? But this man looks so young, so even children can make soy sauce?

　　 "Isn't that kid saying that his game skills are very good?" Xinfan teased, "Why can't you win with your studies?"

　　 "Brother Asano!" Conan was helpless. Someone was the least qualified to say this. "Have you passed the 25th level of the Dream Rescue game?"

　　 Shinhan was silent for a moment.

So Conan understood: "I've talked about the clearance skills of that level, and sister Xiaolan didn't go there because she got lost before. As long as you turn left at the first intersection, then follow the method of sister Xiaolan to pass the level. "

　　 "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk." Shinhan retorted unceremoniously, "If it's you, I will try again and again. It depends not only on the brain, but also on hand speed and operating skills."

　　 "I think I can really try it, when will Asano come to the Mori detective office? I want to play!"

　　 "Heh." Xinfan dismissed someone's thoughts, "I have refreshed all the levels, and now I am stuck in the ninth level. If you want to try the twenty-five level, you must first find a way to pass the tenth level."

　　 Conan: "..."

　　 He just wants to skip the tenth level. Is it that difficult?

　　 "Okay, I agree with what you said. Is there anything else?"

　　 "No, no more."

　　 "Goodbye then." Xinfan hung up the phone decisively after saying goodbye politely.

　　 Seeing him put down his phone, Shiho Miyano couldn't help asking curiously, "Did you talk about games just now?"

　　 "Hmm." Xin Fan looked at her, "The new mobile game in heaven is called Dream Rescue. Do you want to play it?"