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

Chapter 256 Oh, it's Conan, it's okay

"The person who played the disc is still here."

Gin said very firmly.

In fact, he said so much, he just wanted to educate Vodka, and by the way, warn people in the dark that he is not so easy to fool.

In fact, after he got down, he heard another breathing sound, and his breathing became significantly worse after hearing him speak...

After Vodka was stunned for a moment, he revealed his fierce side, and took out a gun from his arms: "So, that fellow Itakura..."

"No, it can't be him."

Gin firmly denied it, and after seeing Vodka's puzzled expression, he realized that he was a little full of words.

There was a moment of silence, "Itakura Zhuo has a heart attack?"

"Eh? Yes, he told me that he was going to be hospitalized for an operation..."

"A person with heart disease drove all the way here at this hour in the morning. Do you think he didn't die fast enough?"

Gin patted Vodka on the shoulder with an encouraging look.

He felt that even if Itakura Taku was not killed by Conanke, he would have to be tortured to death by vodka.

Vodka: "..."

As if, indeed, he was less human?
...No, no, the big brother's focus should not be this!
"Then, isn't it just someone pretending to be Itakura Zhuo to trade with us?!"

Vodka's brain is not too dull, and under the heavy reminder of gin, he realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Ah... That's right, no matter what he wants to do, he wants to track our identities, this has reached the bottom line." Qin Jiu looked coldly into the deep darkness, "Let's deal with it."

He indifferently took out...a lollipop from his pocket, tore open the package and stuffed it in his mouth, then took out the pistol and loaded it.

"Vodka, go to the right and block it."

Gin held a pistol, and after Vodka walked to the opposite side as promised, he went straight to the locker in the back row in the dark.

He doesn't need a flashlight, and he walks silently, like a ghost in the dark...

When passing by the cabinet, Gin didn't even look back at all—he heard the voice clearly, and the voice was in the last row.

There is only vodka here, so there is not much drama.

At the end, Gin deliberately made a little noise, and then entered ghost mode again.

However, when he reached the last row and saw an empty aisle, he was silent.

What about people?

Gin glanced at the cabinet and remained silent.

The voice was in the cabinet... Speaking of which, he seemed to vaguely hear the sound of the cabinet opening while he was cooking, but...

The question is, can such a small and broken cabinet hide people?

Holding a box of gin in doubt, he opened a cabinet door above.

As soon as the movement came out, he clearly heard the breathing stop for a while, and then it became lighter than before.

Gin: "..."

Sure enough, it was hidden in the cabinet!

But the problem is...

Gin knocked on the compartment inside, and the corner of his mouth twitched twice, "If you don't remove the compartment, a person can't get in even if you practice the bone shrinking skill?"

He had a bad feeling.

He opened the door of a cabinet again—this time it was next to the cabinet with the breathing sound, and Gin successfully heard the breathing sound a lot worse.

Gin was silent.

Silence is the coin-operated iron locker at Hanqiao Station tonight.

Well, he figured it out...

If it wasn't for Conan using a voice changer to pretend to be Itakura Taku to trade vodka, he would have cursed himself for drinking a bottle of vodka on the spot and getting caught drunk driving.

To round it up...

There is a Grim Reaper hiding in the closet.

Gin took a mouthful of toothache, stepped back silently, and took a deep breath.

Then go four times and six times, wouldn't it be that he almost blocked Conan here?It's dangerous, it's dangerous...

Just don't know, what will happen if he pulls the cabinet away?
Gin admitted that he had a momentary heartbeat.

However, considering that Conan has a bad impression of the organization, and Gin doesn't understand Conan's own personality, it feels inappropriate to just meet like this.

And from Gin's own point of view, it's not easy to pull Conan into the thief's boat...

'...Let his parents influence him. '
Gin still decided to stay away from death.

He had a hunch that communicating with Conan would definitely be a strenuous task, even more strenuous than communicating with those undercover agents.

Vodka, who heard the movement, also walked over with a flashlight at this time, and his bewilderment can be seen even on the sunglasses:

"Brother, there's no one here..."

"I have eyes."

Gin rolled his eyes, and kicked hard on the edge of the cabinet on the lower floor, knocking the door out.

Leave some seams for Conan, such a small broken place, it will be a loss for him to suffocate to death later.

Vodka who doesn't know the inside story: "..."

Emma, ​​why is eldest brother so angry today?Didn't sleep?

"Vodka, let's go."

Gin slapped back the cabinet door that he had opened above, "That person may have left from another place, let the members investigate."

There is still work to do to save face.

I hope that Conan will be smarter and can hang on for a while, and it will be basically safe when he comes out in the daytime.

"Okay big brother."

Facing today's gin, which is a bit hot today, vodka is obedient, and dare not refute at all.

After leaving the construction subway station, Gin handed the software to Vodka again, and asked him to find a place to ask Noah to help him find out what the program is. A good boss is a consolation.

——Even now, Gin doesn't want to let go of a chance to pluck the wool.

……

Underground, the deepest row of coin-operated iron cabinets.

Conan was wearing rough clothes, and his face was still full of shock.

almost...

He felt like he was almost gone.

This gin's brain is too good to use, how can he judge that he is here?And walking silently...

Especially the last kick, which nearly broke his defense!
"Damn it, it's almost there!"

Conan gritted his teeth, annoyed in his heart.

If the gin hadn't arrived, he would have been able to locate the final destination of the vodka, which might be the opponent's lair.

After a few more heavy breaths, Conan felt a little stuffy, and his mind was a little dizzy, so he quickly changed his posture so that he could breathe the fresh air from the recessed opening in the cabinet door.

It's too dangerous to go out now... According to Qin Jiu, there are people watching nearby.

Conan reflected on himself a little bit: "This time I was too careless..."

He originally wanted to wait outside the closet, but then he thought, Gin is like a ghost, who knows if he is still outside?

Anyway, it's not long before morning...he can't get up!
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Yokohama, coastal apartments.

It was still daylight, and the door of the room was knocked rhythmically.

The knock on the door alarmed the people who had already fallen asleep, but the first one to come out to open the door was...

"Hi, may I ask if you were born first?"

Kurosawa Mirai blinked his big eyes and looked at the masked man who was standing outside the door. There were clearly visible dark circles around his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The body of the person outside the door is covered with mud, and it is not known if they have suffered some tragic situation.

"You must be the eldest lady."

The masked man said in a muffled voice, while bowing slightly, "I'm here to get the key to the spare room."

(End of this chapter)