Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery

PARKING LOT.

It is now afternoon.

Vodka stopped the car, put on his sunglasses, and straightened his hat. He stood alone at the door of the car.

The eldest brother went to the laboratory to inspect the work. He is here to watch the house.

This place is remote and rarely visited. There are many trees planted by the roadside. The bare branches are long and messy, intertwined with each other, and it looks like a group of irregular lines.

Suddenly, vodka was patted on the back.

"Handsome guy." A nice male voice suddenly came from behind him, "May I ask how to get to Qingsu Road?"

There was a slight smile in the other party's voice, which sounded very polite. Vodka turned his head impatiently, but his pupils shrank abruptly, and the word "go away" when he opened his mouth was blocked in his throat.

What caught my eye was an enlarged face.

The person who was close to him was only a little finger wide, so the person's face was very clear.

According to the aesthetics of normal people, this face is a very beautiful face.

Big eyes, thick eyebrows, a high nose, and a deep outline.

But this face is full of marks of a knife, the facial features seem to be pieced together, the corners of the eyes are frighteningly large, the chin is thin, like the tip of a compass, and the right face from the forehead to the chin, there is a deep and The hideous scars ruined most of the beauty of this face.

The nose is already thin and firm enough. Rao is like this. He also cast a layer of shadow on the root of the mountain, and the tip of the nose is highlighted to make it look even more straight.

Thin and firm.

It's kind of absurd.

Vodka, who has not yet experienced the beauty of the Internet celebrity, has subconscious scalp tingling.

This guy should look pretty good...

How can you toss yourself like this.

Is this a face that a normal person can grow?

He stared blankly at this face for a second, then the next moment, the man took a step back, grabbed Vodka's hand, twisted his hand slightly, his fingers tightly pressed Vodka's palm, and then, with his right hand, he took out a He stabbed the thin blade towards Vodka's neck fiercely.

There was a flash of white light in front of him, and Vodka didn't even see the man's movements clearly, but only felt a tingling pain in the back of his neck. His mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't react at all.

The temple was punched again.

This time, Jiang Yizhi used ten percent of his strength.

"Let's get to know you..." The man whispered in a slightly strange tone, "My name is Baiyun."

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Oh shit.

How he was subdued...

Vodka was thrown into the backseat of the Porsche 356A, tied up, thinking silently.

The gun was confiscated, and the clothes were stripped. Now there is nothing left on the body, and the back is still bleeding.

The man was sitting in the driver's seat of the eldest brother's car. He found a cigarette and smoked it. The door was half-open. He was looking at the time with his head down while smoking.

From the side, the man's pointed chin looks like a complete mountain that has been flattened in half, and the hideous scar on his face is just facing the vodka in the back seat.

Vodka: "..."

His eyes were blurry, his back was still bleeding, and he was cutting people with dull pain. Vodka didn't know how badly he was injured, but it was estimated that it should not be much better.

He could only rely on a vague perception to know that he had not stopped the bleeding, and now that ten minutes have passed, the blood seems to be blocked at a bit, but it is bleeding even more!

That knife is not easy.

With a confused mind, he thought firmly.

And all the blood was shed in the eldest brother's car!

If it goes on like this, even if he doesn't die due to excessive blood loss, he will have to be shot by the big brother who discovers that his car is contaminated.

Don't get dizzy at this time.

Vodka tried her best to open her eyes, staring at the man in the driver's seat dazedly.

[Host, why do you smoke? 】

Jiang Yizhi in the driver's seat didn't lift his head, and said perfunctorily, "I like smoking."

[Smoking is harmful to health. 】

"I like harmful health."

【…】

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The man named Baiyun smoked and smoked, as if he heard something suddenly, he frowned, moved, and made a move to get up.

Vodka's muscles immediately tightened, watching him vigilantly.

Even if he's in a bad state now...

He would also stare at this man for his eldest brother.

This person suddenly appeared here, it is definitely not a good person!

He wants to see what this person is doing now.

Then, he saw that the other party just raised his hand, and with a very reluctant expression, he slowly threw away the cigarette he hadn't had a few puffs, and stomped it out.

After stepping on it, the man even politely picked up the extinguished cigarette butts from the ground and threw them into a small plastic bag, obviously intending to put the garbage in his pocket now and throw it into the trash can later.

After a series of actions, he sat back in the Porsche as if nothing had happened.

Vodka: "..."

Four words popped up in his mind: civilized and good citizen~www.readwn.com~ his mind was a little dizzy, Vodka reluctantly closed his eyes and opened them again, when he heard Baiyun suddenly say, "Friend."

He reclined in the driver's seat kindly, tilted his head back, holding the Porsche car key in his hand, staring at the vodka: "You're tied up, are you bored?"

Vodka: "?"

Jiang Yizhi really felt a little bored.

The system doesn't allow smoking, and in his mind he puts the "Great Compassion Mantra" that is necessary every time he kills and sets fire.

——I don't know which eminent monk is saving the souls of the dead.

If he didn't find someone to talk to, he was a little sleepy.

It's not Baiyun's character that loves to sleep, he can't lie down now, Jiang Yizhi leaned against the back of the chair, the car door was half open, and the cold winter wind kept pouring in from the outside, the cold wind was so cold that his wig was fluffy. At least, I finally kept my mind a little sober.

"Since you're bored, let's chat."

Jiang Yizhi looked at Vodka kindly: "Do you know what Cinderella's real name is?"

The Chinese version of Grimm's Fairy Tales generally refers to Cinderella as Cinderella.

The name is transliterated.

According to English, it should actually be called cinder.

cinder, coal ash, cinder.

So turning it down like this, it should be called Grey Ella.

Princess Ella.

Vodka was forced to listen to the entire explanation.

He was inexplicably stunned for a while, still digesting and absorbing this knowledge, when he heard the other party's tone calm and threw another question: "Do you know what Nietzsche wanted to express when he wrote "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" What is it?"

Vodka: "...what?"