Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

The next day was another peaceful and peaceful day, and the atmosphere was as peaceful as if nothing happened yesterday.

Xinfan walked to the door of the music classroom and raised the curtain.

He came early today, Enomoto Azusa and the others have not arrived yet. He washed the mop and started cleaning.

Xinfan has never looked at the music classroom he opened so carefully as he does now. This classroom is like a swaying duckweed, and no one knows when it will sink into a dark swamp. But before that, if you can protect the peace and tranquility for one more day, you will protect it for one more day.

The last thing he wants to see now is the news related to the organization, but Murphy's Law has long predestined that the things that he least want to encounter will often come first.

When Belmode called, Xinfan was watering the plants, his hand shook, and the nutrient solution spilled on the floor.

Xinfan sighed helplessly.

He first went to the bathroom to find a rag, and then dried the floor carefully. Finally, he cleaned the rag and left it to dry in its original position, while the phone's ringing kept ringing.

Xinfan glanced at the phone screen calmly, wiped his hands calmly, and then calmly answered the call.

As soon as the call was connected, Belmode's soft voice rang in his ear: "Mezcal, are you fighting in the Middle East?"

"Of course not, I'm chatting with a great beauty." Xinfan complimented these compliments at his fingertips.

"Heh, I thought you are in a critical situation right now, so critical that you can't answer my call."

Belmode yawned lazily, turned over and faced the half-open French window, "I heard that Keele has returned to the organization. Congratulations, the mission was completed beautifully."

"Don't congratulate me, it's Gin's task to rescue Kiel, I'm only responsible for assisting."

"Really? It seems that the information I just got can tell Gin directly."

Xinfan's move to hang up the phone spontaneously changed into a mobile phone in his hand: "Gin doesn't care about intelligence, you can just tell me about this kind of thing."

Bellmode laughed like a silver bell when he heard the words. It was really hard to imagine that such a clear and innocent laugh came from a milf.

"I think Kiel is probably a gift from the silver bullet~" Belmode stretched out her hand to cover the morning sun, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she was in a good mood.

Xinfan paused, and responded calmly, "Oh?"

"I heard that fbi's hand stretched very long, not only to the Japanese territory, but also to directly participate in the protection of Kiel. Shouldn't it be called Akai Shuichi?"

"I heard it again." Xinfan sneered. "I think you should provoke the leader of the intelligence team instead of busying with meaningless things every day."

"I……"

"That's right." Shinhan interrupted Bellmode's retort. "It's a coincidence that I also heard about something. Do you remember Kogoro Mouri? I heard someone saw him near the National Medical Center yesterday. . Such a coincidental time and place, it really makes people wonder whether he has anything to do with the police or fbi."

Belmode: "..."

"By the way, when Pisk was filmed by the reporter the shooting action, Kogoro Moori and the boy in his family seemed to be there. Ah, and there are some legends circulating in the organization recently, almost everything is inseparable from the Maori detective. Office."

"Enough, Mezcal!" Belmode sat up, his eyes a little cold, "Since you suspect Kogoro Mouri, then go and kill him. If you don't plan to do this, don't tell me about these boring things. ."

"Ah, are you angry?" Xin said exaggeratedly, "Don't get excited, I'm just sharing what I heard recently with you."

Belmode got up and took out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and poured it down for a half, which calmed the anger in his heart. Well, she might have to admit that she fears more.

Although she knows that for Mezcal, it is best for Mezcal to use her special care for Maurilan and Conan as a bargaining chip in exchange for her cooperation, but lunatics usually don’t make sense, and she can’t guarantee that Mezcal will not miss it for a while. Broke them, so...

Panicked, she panicked, Belmode panicked!

There was no movement on the phone for a long while, Xinfan wondered with joy about Belmode's painful expression, while continuing his clean-up work.

"Papa—" Belmode threw the bread on the dining table, and the force was strong enough to prove her unhappy mood.

Xinfan smiled: "Who annoyed our beauty, Chrissy? Tell me, I'll kill him."

"Who can anyone else? Of course, it's my irresponsible agent, Watanabe, who has been paid for a long time." Belmoder smiled again. "I almost forgot that you should hate Akai Hideo."

Nobuhira seriously suspects that Belmode suddenly changed the subject to prevent him from accusing Watanabe of not receiving a salary from Chris Wynyard, and that he has evidence.

"It's hard to talk about hate." Xinfan said indifferently and calmly. "It's just that if I meet him, I don't mind sending him to see God by myself."

"So you should agree with me."

"Say."

Belmode snorted: "You are such a boring man."

"I know that you and Gin must be very comprehensive, I guess; b, c, d did not miss. Don't you think that the rescue operation of Kiel yesterday went too smoothly?"

"Soon?" Xinfan raised his eyebrows. "If it goes well, you probably won't notice the movement of fbi at all, right?"

"Fbi is just a bait in their plan, because they have calculated the allure of silver bullets here~www.readwn.com~ Hearing fbi and Shuichi Akai, you and gin will definitely be on the set."

Xin Fan didn't comment on this: "So what?"

"The Japanese police, right? They have been fighting with gin on this land for so many years, and they know each other a little bit. Therefore, the police must know that the organization can see through this kind of trick." Belmode said meaningfully, "Since they know that the real load is true. Kiel’s ambulance has been locked by the organization, why didn’t you even see a blocking force? Even if the police did not respond, what about fbi, Shuichi Akai? Do you think that man will let Kiel be you Save it?"

Xinfan listened to Belmode's analysis silently, and even he had to admire the fact that this woman was so powerful that she broke most of the truth in a few words, and even hit the core-Keir's undercover identity.

Keir's identity is a domino. Once she is exposed, following her relationship with Ethan Hontang, the identity of Hontang Eiyu will be stripped away layer by layer.

Sure enough, Belmode’s next sentence was: “Don’t you think Keele looks like an undercover agent for FBI?”

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