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

Chapter 456 Wine is flammable and explosive

Vodka tremblingly drove to the destination.

When he got out of the car and locked the door, both hands were shaking—the air-conditioning from Sister Belmode just now really froze him to death.

By the way, why is there nothing wrong with the eldest brother?

Vodka glanced at gin admiringly, aspiring to become a strong man like his elder brother.

Belmode was still wrapped in air-conditioning when she got out of the car, allowing the cold air of nature to penetrate, and it didn't make her feel cold at all.

She was holding another pack of paper bags in her hand, and was gnawing on something viciously.

——This is a pack of Banlangen given to her by Qin Jiu because she felt that she was too angry.

"Bermod, don't make that expression." After getting out of the car, Gin glanced at Belmod, "You look like an old mountain demon."

He is by no means exaggerating.

But Belmode's ferocious expression really looked like a demon, which was very terrifying.

Belmod: "..."

The gin was really well done, and the breath she had so hard to make up was gone again.

Big fire.

After Qin Jiu finished speaking, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all, and walked into the small dilapidated house in front...

I don't know what Angostura thought, but chose such a poor place for them to gather.

Gin took the trembling vodka and Belmode walked up the stairs with a hideous face, and stopped in front of the reserved house number.

When he was about to knock on the door, the room next to him was suddenly pushed open, and a man in black walked out.

The other party was wearing sunglasses, dressed like vodka, and glanced at them: "Are you from the gin side? Go over there."

He pointed to the end of the darkness.

This person's Japanese is a bit strange, he should have come from Europe, and he has no respect for them.

But this is actually the norm in organizations.

Therefore, Gin didn't respond, just glanced at the other party lightly, and then walked towards the dark room.

There was also an English notice on the door of the room that said 'knock first when entering', which made the corners of Gin's eyes twitch, so he knocked on the door twice as it said.

"Who?"

A familiar voice came from inside the door.

Gin narrowed his eyes, lost the casualness of the conversation with Belmode just now, and said coldly: "Who else do you think it is at this time?"

"Tch, if you don't tell me, how will I know who it is!"

Angostella's disdainful shout came from the room.

Belmode, who was following behind the gin, also returned to normal expression, looked at the door strangely, and then glanced at the gin.

She discovered that the two consecutive waves of people who came from Europe didn't seem to be very friendly to gin?

When Chablis first met Gin before, he seemed to be a bit tit-for-tat... This one is more direct, almost showing his dissatisfaction on his face.

Although she hasn't seen the face yet, Belmode has been able to make up the expression in her brain - the authority of the member profile Belmode is also completely sufficient, and she has basically recorded the information of the two key members in her mind.

Seeing that Angostella wanted to play a rogue with him, Gin also raised his eyebrows, showing a sneer, took out a wire and some parts from his pocket, looked at the old broken lock, and started directly.

Less than a second.

There was just a 'click', and the door lock was turned open.

If it wasn't for the fear of bad influence, Qin Jiu would choose to kick the door directly...

but.

Gin, who was the first to open the door, was not treated kindly at all:
First, a bright light hit his face, making his vision go blank; then there was another sound of piercing the air flying towards him at extreme speed.

'……Neuropathy! '
Gin cursed secretly with a dark face——after he thought about it for a while, he knew that Angostella was probably trying to give him a "smackdown".

With no vision, Gin directly took a step forward, walked to the side, then raised his hand at a dizzying speed and knocked down the unknown thing flying towards him——

The speed of these flying things is also beyond common sense. Although they are not bullets, he is afraid that the vodka walking behind will not be able to catch them.

After destroying a UFO, Gin's vision gradually returned to normal.

He could see that Angostella was joking, with a small knife in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, throwing his hand at him.

Gin narrowed his eyes, neither dodging nor avoiding.

'Ding--'
The flying knife scratched Qin Jiu's cheek, and quickly nailed it to the wall next to his ear.

Silver hair fell with a smear of blood.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Belmode reacted, saw the knife fell on the ground, immediately squeezed away the vodka and walked into the room, took out a pistol, shot the spotlight on their faces, and directly cut off the power supply.

Her complexion was a little unsightly.

The bright light disappeared, and they realized that many people had gathered in the room.

However, most of them are unfamiliar...

Not surprisingly, these people were transferred from Europe.

Belmode's face was slightly gloomy:

Such a large-scale transfer only happened once more than 20 years ago... Sure enough, the unscrupulous boss will make a big move.

"... Qin, Lord Qin Jiu!"

In addition to a group of strange members, several members who originally belonged to Gin Jiu were also there.

Seeing the trace of blood streaming down Gin's face, Claret, one of the core members, let out an exclamation.

Belmode turned his head and saw the blood on Gin's cheek, he was stunned—how could Gin get hurt?
Suddenly, a bad premonition came to mind.

She suddenly reached out to stop Vodka who was about to step forward, and pulled him back two steps.

- In the room.

Most of these members who were unfamiliar with Gin had more or less contempt and disdain on their faces, and only a few people who were familiar with Gin had unattractive expressions on their faces.

Taking their expressions into his eyes, Qin Jiu slowly evoked a bright smile.

"Tsk, so it's gin? I didn't tell you earlier, I thought someone broke in... I slipped my hand just now, I'm so sorry!"

Angostella, who was sitting on the main seat, gloated, smiled without any sincerity, and walked slowly to Gin.

Anderberg, who was standing behind, delivered justice: "He did it on purpose."

"...Anbu!" Angostella glared at his teammates.

The others were silent, wanting to see Gin's reaction - after all, being injured by a peer in front of so many people, for a core executive, it was really a bit embarrassing.

Gin raised his hand and wiped the blood off his cheek, "As long as I'm not blind, I can tell that he did it on purpose."

He first replied to Underburger.

Then Gin took out a black cube in his pocket.

Everyone was stunned.

Angostella's smile froze in front of Gin: "Hey, Gin, just kidding, I won't—"

"Oh...die!"

Gin showed his cold white teeth, and before Angostella backed away, he quickly tossed the little black lump up, and at the same time pressed a button on the remote control in his pocket...

"boom--!"

In an instant, the room was filled with radiance and warmth...

And noise pollution.

　Miska Mosca~~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)