Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 252 Chablis' Bold Conjecture
There are also a few books scattered on the sofa.

Chablis went over and flipped through them, only to find that they were all recent magazines.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, he told Graf, "Graf, search the room."

Graf refused: "Why? Do you want to read these good-looking cartoons by yourself?"

"This is a magazine!" Chablis twitched cheekily, "Go if you are told!"

He still needs to judge this person's preferences through magazines...annoying!
Seeing that Chablis was showing signs of losing his temper, Graf didn't hold back anymore, and entered the first bedroom on the left with a cross in one hand and a revolver in the other.

Chablis hastily flipped through the magazine, but didn't see anything, and then aimed at the cup on the coffee table.

"Hmm... is this celadon?"

Chablis picked up a porcelain cup with black residue on the bottom, his eyes sparkled.

These cups are very popular in the UK...

The perfect cup for afternoon tea.

Chablis glanced at the room, confirmed that Graff hadn't come out, quickly poured out the residue in the cup, and put it into his arms.

After Graff came out of the room, Chablis was already rummaging through the lockers and bookshelves outside.

He searched indiscriminately, like a burglar...

"Chablis, there is nothing in the room."

Graff reported something, then turned and continued into the second room.

And Chablis was still rummaging through boxes and cabinets there, not knowing what he wanted to find in these boxes and cabinets.

After Graf came out of the room again, Chablis had finished searching, and stood beside the sofa staring at the ceiling.

"He's not here, should we wait for him to come back?"

Graf raised the cross above his head, as if it would allow the Holy Light to shine on his bald head.

"What if it's there?" Chablis had much richer thoughts than Graff, squinted his eyes, looked at the floor again, and stomped his foot, "Tell me, could this person come to us after seeing us coming?" Run... or hid?"

"...What I say doesn't count." Graff solemnly placed the cross in front of his chest, "This requires the will of the Lord."

The corner of Chablis' mouth twitched, and he shook his hands helplessly: "Okay, then ask your master where he is."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a few steps forward and stomped his foot again.

And there was a clear difference in the sound of his two landings.

Chablis stared at the wrinkled carpet on the floor, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he squatted down to lift it away, revealing the floor with obvious notches underneath.

A slender rope also extends from the gap in the notch.

'Oh——'

Chablis picked up the rope and pulled it lightly, and a piece of the floor was easily flipped up by him.

"Oh! Look what I found." His eyes were filled with a smug smile, "Graf, turn on the light."

After turning on the light, Graf also came over, staring at the dark passage: "Oh, omnipotent God, is this a secret passage?"

"No, no, I think this should be connected to the warehouse... Don't believe me, go down and have a look?"

"No, Chablis, you found this, and you should go."

"I'll let you go!"

Chablis directly kicked Graf and kicked him down.

Then, he himself took out his mobile phone and dialed:

"Monitor the entrance and exit here, and everyone who enters and exits from here must report to me!"

After giving simple instructions, Chablis put away his mobile phone and stared at this abnormal passage.

This place definitely has something to do with gin, otherwise he would go to believe in Christ...

'But looking at it this way, the traitor has nothing to do with him again. ' Chablis touched his chin and fell into thought.

Immediately, he laughed nervously again, staring at the underground passage with pleasure in his eyes: "But, acting privately and recruiting members behind the back of the organization is also a serious crime...Gin."

Chablis didn't know what Gin was doing here...

However, he believed that as long as he continued to search, he would be able to find out the truth.

At that time, he will be able to sit firmly on the charge that gin is a traitor!
Chablis shuddered at the thought of this—but what good would it do him to be so obsessed with gin?

No benefit...not only nothing, but time and effort.

In order to mobilize these people to help him guard, a large part of the burden of the task was placed on Ireland's shoulders.

Ireland, which is running around the map, has scolded Chablis no less than ten times in his heart...

However, no problem.

Chablis felt his nose itch, "Hey, Graff, did you find anything down there?"

Graf's voice rose faintly from below: "The Lord said, anyone who kicks my ass will have no wife."

Chablis: "..."

Well, sooner or later he and Graff will have a fight.

But seeing that the other party was still able to get on with it, Chablis knew that there was probably nothing to see next.

"Since there is nothing, let's go and go to the next place."

"Where?"

"Yokohama Pier."

Chablis opened the door he smashed and went downstairs to join Graff.

Before leaving, Graff suggested: "I think we should burn this place."

"No, it's not elegant." Chablis denied it.

"The Lord says it's not graceful to hit a door with a hammer."

"..."

Chablis silently took off his gloves and threw them on Graff's face: "Duel!"

Graf: "..."

Looking at Chablis' sharp nails, the bald man decisively got into the driver's seat.

"The Lord said, don't fight casually."

Chablis: "..."

He and the 'lord' must die together!
……

in the dark.

A pair of eyes slowly opened, and glanced towards the direction where the sound went away.

After a long time, the eyes were closed again and merged with the darkness again...

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Rice Flower Town, [-]-chome.

In the bathroom of Dr. Ali's house.

Haibara hummed a song while taking a shower.

It was the most relaxing bath she had ever had since she was little.

After getting dressed, Hui Yuanai took a towel to wipe her head and walked out of the bathroom.

"Doctor, the rice is almost ready, has the fire been turned off?"

As she spoke, she approached the kitchen.

But in the kitchen there was only one pot that was boiling and overflowing with juice, and Dr. A Li went somewhere to fool around.

Hui Yuanai blinked, and reluctantly went to turn down the fire.

"Really, where did the doctor go?"

After muttering in a low voice, she saw Conan's same style of glasses on the table outside.

"..."

Conan is here?What about that person?
Haibara looked sadly at the doctor's room.

In the doctor's room, she found Dr. Ali and Conan as expected.

The old and the young were so focused on the computer that they didn't notice her at all.

Therefore, Haibara Ai also moved his head to the computer curiously, and found that Conan was looking at the text on the computer and kept chanting.

She looked at the location of the text that Conan read, and kindly helped to continue:

"We are both gods and demons..."

Her clear and quiet voice immediately gave them goosebumps.

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(End of this chapter)