Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery

After seeing who was coming, Jin Jiu silently put away the gun that was ready to be opened: "..."

Belmod sat up a little and spread out his hands: "Sorry, you still have the guy with the gun, you may have to go home by yourself."

Her gaze stopped on Jiang Yizhi for a moment, and she always felt that his figure was a bit like the man who called himself Robin, but she quickly put this thought aside, how could it be.

That person's marksmanship is definitely a veteran who has practiced for more than ten years. No matter what, he should be around thirty years old, and the youngest cannot be lower than twenty years old.

Jiang Yizhi: "...Oh."

This wave of blood loss.

In fact, he probably already knew the result in his heart, but he still asked, what if these wines had a conscience.

In the end, there was no accident. It took a long journey to complete the task, and in the end, it was impossible to take a car.

Personnel?

Of course, he came here for another purpose.

Although the human skin mask can change the face, the body is still the same body. For example, if the face is beautiful and gentle, the proportion of the hip bones and the shoulders is wrong, people who know it can see at a glance that this is a big boss in women's clothing.

There are big flaws.

If it wasn't for meeting Rumi Wakasa tonight, which rarely gave him a sense of crisis, and hit another mission, Jiang Yizhi wouldn't want to get involved at all.

Isn't it delicious to eat mixed and wait for death?

Even if it was mixed up, he made some camouflages on this basis, such as communicating in English throughout the whole process, changing his personality, not using the gun given by gin during the whole process, and the habit of subconsciously shooting with his left hand, etc.

As long as you don't get fingerprints, you should be able to cover her up.

Of course, in order to prevent Belmod from guessing randomly and accurately guessing who Robin is from a sea of ​​thousands of people - even if it is a one in ten million probability, it must be contained in the bud.

After taking off her disguise, Jiang Yizhi dangled in front of her and made a little psychological suggestion.

After all, he's just a nineteen-year-old kid QAQ.

After Jiang Yizhi left, Belmod said, "I will hand over Robin's information to the organization after I recall it. Although it is the first time I see him, I suggest that he be the focus of attention."

"The organization will consider it."

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Once a task is completed, it will be uneventful for a week after that.

Jiang Yizhi rested in the rented house. There was a stack of potato chips on the small table on the left, and Coke was on the right, and he was typing.

Adaptation is not random, and joking is not nonsense.

"Your Name" has already written more than 40,000 words. According to the plot of the movie, Taki and Mitsuha have started to contact each other by writing notes. Jiang Yizhi cut off most of the details of the location, and did not specify the end of Mitsuha's family. Where to live, just vaguely say it's a beautiful town.

Two people who have never met each other, but get along with each other warmly and harmoniously. Two different lives collide. Jiang Yizhi didn't write it deliberately, but added a few more relaxed and funny clips.

Like going to the toilet.

On the day of the school tennis event, the school asked Taki to play, but the person inside was Mitsuha.

[Taki woke up in the morning and opened his eyes. The clear morning breeze came through the clean casement. This time, he didn't express too much surprise. He stood in front of the window and looked at the mountains in the distance.

On the wooden table is left a girl's beautiful words: Sanye.

"My name is Mitsuha."]

Jiang Yizhi wrote nonsense with his eyes closed. Occasionally, he poked the system when he was writing, and then looked through its large inventory of characters. He didn't know which corners these things were collected from. After reading two articles, roughly Got inspired.

A system is not a system, it is a database.

until the weekend.

After spending more than an hour building his mind, Jiang Yizhi finally got up from the bed. He planned to go to the villa left by Chijiangzhi's parents.

The villa is located in Rice Flower Town, the source of all evil, very close to Cupido Town. After Akae Ori studied in France, the villa was vacant, leaving only a housekeeper and a maid to take care of it.

Rockery, flowing water, stone bridge.

The villa covers a large area. Plants and cherry trees are planted in the yard. Going through the promenade is the living room of the villa.

This season happens to be the flowering period, the flowers are full of branches, and the air is filled with a layer of fragrance, which gives people the feeling...especially sultry.

The housekeeper is a kind old man with a white beard. In Chi Jiangzhi's impression, he always smiles at everyone. If he wears a red hat, he can be Santa Claus.

The maid has slender eyes, a little fat, and a friendly appearance. She is usually responsible for cleaning the villa.

As soon as Jiang Yizhi came in, the housekeeper was very excited, and the white beard trembled slightly: "Master."

Look, UU reading www.uukanshu.com what a name for a feudal remnant.

Jiang Yizhi gave a "um" and nodded: "Good morning, are you okay?"

Akagi told the housekeeper when he returned to Japan, so the old man was not surprised, but was very worried about the young master's health. In name, Jiang Yizhi was still suffering from depression.

Mild.

After chatting casually in the living room, the maid filled the tea, and the butler asked, "You have returned to Japan, why don't you come back here to live?"

Jiang Yizhi paused.

"I'm sorry." He lowered his head, sat upright, took a sip of tea, and said, "I may... I have some not-so-good memories here. I'm here today to pay homage to my parents. , and take a look at their relics."

The housekeeper sighed and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Jiang Yizhi went up the escalator to the second floor, and pushed open the door of Chi Jiangzhi's parents' room. The furnishings were the same as in his memory.

Opposite is a bed, white sheets, clean, there is still a family portrait on the bedside table, a short boy is standing in the middle of his parents, his mother is wearing a light blue shirt with lantern sleeves, her eyes are bright, and her hair is clean. Tilt up neatly, the father, in a suit and leather shoes, put his arms around his wife's shoulders and smiled at the camera.

Jiang Yizhi stared at this family portrait for a few seconds.

Next to the bedside table is a large bookcase with many books on literature and economics, which fills a bookshelf. Jiang Yizhi sat on the bedside and turned over them one by one.

——In addition to reading a bunch of formulas, I didn’t gain much.

Then only the safe remains.

Jiang Yizhi was actually very curious, why the two ordinary high-level wage earners were killed and silenced.