Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Seeing that Enomoto Azusa was so anxious, Xin Fanyan said, "It doesn't matter, you have a cup of tea first and rest for a while."

Xin Fan and Enomoto Azusa returned to the music classroom together, Amuro saw Enomoto Azusa, and wondered: "Why are you here so late?"

Enomoto Azusa immediately bowed and apologized: "Sorry, sorry, I ran into Ms. Yamada on the road, and chatted with her a few words, but didn't pay attention to the time for a while."

With that, she offered the lunch box with both hands and apologized again.

Xin Fan raised her eyebrows slightly: "It turned out to be Miss Liuye."

"What did you guys talk about?" Amuro asked.

"It's nothing. She asked about the recent situation in the music classroom. She said she wanted to apply for music lessons, but I don't know which teacher has the time." Enomoto Zi said helplessly, "Most of our teachers are part-timers. There is really no guarantee. Ms. Yamada didn't say anything when she found out, so she left."

Xin Fan sneered unceremoniously: "Where, we don't have Miss Liuye's hard work. I just attended the funeral of my lover yesterday, and today I came to the music classroom to inquire about the course."

Enomoto Azusa was shocked when she heard the words, she had never seen such a yin and yang Mr. Asano: "Lover's funeral? When did Ms. Yamada fall in love? Didn't Mrs. Yamada always want to treat her..."

Amuro's gloomy expression made Enomoto Azusa obediently swallow the second half of the sentence.

Ahem, Ms. Yamada is in a good relationship, at least Mr. Amuro's mood should improve.

"By the way, Miss Xiaozi." Xinfan suddenly asked Enomoto Azusa, "You should have a roster of the music classroom, let me see it."

"Yes." Enomoto Zi asked while rummaging, "What are you doing looking at the roster?"

Xin Fan's eyelids were slightly closed, and an unexplained smile tucked at the corner of his mouth: "I want to see which tigers are still lying in the music classroom, and which dragons are hidden."

Enomoto Azusa: "???"

...

The sea of ​​Tokyo Bay is pure and deep, and at night, it looks like a demon **** hiding a huge danger.

Shui Wu Reina stood by the sea, with a worried expression on her face.

It has been two or three days since she returned to the organization. She knew that this rare holiday for the members of the organization was arranged by Rum, but this was inconsistent with the statement of the public security and the FBI at the time. If this continues, their plan cannot be implemented at all, and she will lose the trust of the organization forever.

Maybe that and Rum wouldn't kill her, but the meaning of her existence was erased. An undercover who is useless to the CIA, what will happen to him, Shui Wuyou doesn't even have to think about it.

She doesn't care about her future, but she must consider it for her brother.

Shui Wu Reina looked at the phone, and there were still five minutes before her appointment with Gin, and it was time to make that call.

She entered the familiar number in a nervous mood and waited for the response from the other party.

The other party quickly picked up the phone. His tone was with Shui Wurei's long-lost enthusiasm: "Oh, Shui Wusang, you finally called me. During this time, the station can't contact you anyway, you Do you know how worried we are?"

"Sorry." Shui Wu Rina raised the corner of her mouth slightly, but her eyes were mocking.

She couldn't be more clear whether Rimai TV was worried about her body or worried about the fall of a popular cash cow.

"I heard that you have recovered, haven't you?" The other party said expectantly, "I saw your recovery announcement from the news. It's so funny."

"No, I'm very sorry, I don't think my current state is suitable for going back to work."

The other party immediately collapsed: "Why?"

Shui Wu Rennai was standing on the reef facing the sea. Today, she deliberately released her black long hair. The sea breeze held up her hair and flew in the air like a wavy butterfly.

She held her mobile phone and whispered softly: "You know, I was in a car accident and was seriously injured. Although the trauma has basically healed during this period, I still need to rest. If the pressure is too much, I can't afford it. , Can only be ashamed of your trust and respect."

The other party also said a few more words. Shui Wu Reina noticed the movement behind him, and did not want to talk to him more, so he quickly ended the topic: "That's it, I will change my contact information, please don't call me again in the future. Goodbye."

Shui Wu Rina pressed the call, the gentle smile on his face disappeared, leaving only a cloud of ice.

"Gin." She coldly called the code name of the person behind her.

The gin is still his iconic black top hat, black trench coat, long silver hair, and pale skin. Hearing Keir’s voice, he lowered his eyes and asked coldly: "Who are you talking to, police, FBI , Or MI6?"

Gere really wanted to praise the sharpness of the gin, but she couldn't. She could only calmly sneered at each other: "Why don't you ask me if I am calling Beijing?"

The corner of Gin’s mouth was down, and he was about to speak, but Keir first asked himself: "Oh, yes, after all, they don’t even have a public name. A completely hidden institution like this, I’m afraid that even Gin will be yours. There is nothing to do, right?"

"Sometimes I really wish I was an agent from China," Keel turned around, staring calmly at Gin Wine's cold Yi eyes, "so that I can pass information under your nose, but you have no reason to doubt me. .Unlike now, I didn’t do anything, you just pointed a gun at me."

After that, Kiel patted Beretta's gun, which he used to use gin, and motioned him to take it back quickly.

Keir's eyes were too calm, and the gin watched for a long time without seeing it, so he could only put away the gun for the time being.

In just a few weeks, why did Kere suddenly become so powerful?

Gin couldn't help but wonder, did this woman dare to talk to him like this before?

Also, how does he feel that Keir's tone and state are inexplicably familiar?

"It's the Japanese TV station~www.readwn.com~ A familiar voice rang behind the gin, making the gin's eyelids twitch.

Kiel looked in the direction of the voice, and there was an accident in his eyes: "Mezcal, why are you here?"

Xin Fan ignored Kiel's words and explained to Gin to herself: "Given Kiel's current state, it must be impossible to sell TV stations back to work and continue to work. She probably took advantage of our gap to ask for leave from the leader. "

Gere contemptuously said: "Does this kind of thing still need to be guessed? Isn't my every move under your supervision?"

She turned on the screen of her mobile phone and raised her voice. "These weird software appeared on my mobile phone immediately after returning to the organization. Don't think that I don't know what it is for. I don't delete it because I have a clear conscience."

Gin also ignored Kiel, and he looked straight at Mezcal, his face full of unpleasantness: "Why are you doing so upright?"

Don’t you know how to hide it?

What a shame to his Japanese branch! !