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

Chapter 586 Seems to have forgotten something

"Then I'm leaving too, you guys play slowly."

After Gin left, Belmode proposed to leave after witnessing another knife-throwing fight between Angostella and Anderberger.

Just when Belmod turned around and was about to go out, Angostella suddenly called out to her: "Bermod, have you...have you heard of the name 'Cangfengqian'?"

Belmode paused in his footsteps, and turned his head slowly, with some doubts in his eyes: "Qian Cangfeng? Strange name, who is this?"

"Oh, a name Dubnet mentioned by chance, it's okay, just don't know." Angostella showed an indifferent attitude, continued to take out a knife, and waved his hand in disgust, "Go, ask Go, hurry up!"

Belmod: "..."

This attitude of chasing flies makes her very sad, you know?

……

Outside the old residential area.

Gin sat in the back of the vodka car, squinting his eyes and dozing off.

He didn't open his eyes until the sound of the door opening sounded in his ears, looked at Belmod who had opened the rear door, and waved his hand in disgust: "Bermod, I've reserved the back seat, you go to the front. "

Belmod: "..."

It's the same attitude as chasing flies... She is very sad, you know?

"You really are not a gentleman at all, Gin." Belmode forcefully closed the rear door, turned to the front passenger seat and sat down, with a sting in his words, "Still, your persecution paranoia hasn't healed yet ?”

"You're just being delusional." Qin Jiu categorically denied his illness, and continued to close his eyes and doze off, "Did they say anything after I left?"

Vodka, who couldn't understand anything, started the car silently.

Belmode shook his head, his face reflected in the rearview mirror was a little dignified: "Not at all, but before I left just now, Angostella asked me if I knew the name 'Cangfengqian'...he said Duborg mentioned it by chance."

"...Dubnett?"

"Yeah, how did Dubney know your nickname?"

Belmod frowned and wanted to light a cigarette, but found that he didn't have any on him.

Gin opened his eyes, and just noticed Belmode's movement of digging left and right, and threw a lollipop over. After thinking for a while, he grinned suddenly, "Dubonit actually knows the mirror's real name?" . . . No wonder, they told me to leave Dubnett alone."

Belmode tore open the package of the lollipop, and turned around when he heard this sentence: "What do you mean?"

"No, nothing." Gin shrugged and remained silent.

"... Sometimes I really wonder if I'm on your side or not. I always play charades with me." Belmode stuffed the lollipop into his mouth resentfully, "By the way, you're so protective of the FBI today, Ann Costella might suspect you."

Gin rolled his eyes, "Doubts are doubts, and he has no evidence. Besides, I'm all for Kiel."

Belmode was speechless: "But the problem is that Keir is also an undercover agent..."

"He doesn't know that Keir is an undercover agent, what are you afraid of?" Qin Jiu lowered his head and rummaged in his pockets, "If you really think about it, I think the boss is a bit miserable... Well, of course, it's miserable, He deserves no sympathy at all."

Belmode: "...?"

Qiubean sack, is this topic jumping too fast?

Why did you suddenly mention the boss?
"Ginjiu, what do you mean...?"

Belmode admits to being a little curious.

however--

Qin Jiu glanced at her lazily, "It's better not to know, you silly white sweet."

"..."

Belmode raised his fist, and cast his gloomy eyes on the back seat of the car: "Who do you say is stupid?"

"Whoever agrees will be."

"Heh, heh, Gin, I think you think you have lived enough, don't you?"

"I am healthy in heart, and I want to live another 100 years... If you are not stupid and sweet, I will continue to use the test papers from the mainland next time."

Gin's indifferent words concealed a threat, which made Belmod's sinister expression froze on his face.

"...Okay, I'm stupid, get out of here!" Belmode gritted his teeth.

"Please, this is a vodka car, if you want to get out, you have to get out, okay?"

Belmod: "..."

Vodka, who had been concentrating on driving, felt the long-lost air-conditioning, shivered involuntarily, and drove more attentively.

……

Beikacho [-]-chome.

After finishing Thomas Syndra, Lie took Hiroki and left the venue, and only made a phone call to Xiaolan and Mori Kogoro to explain.

The words like Hiroki's illness are naturally excuses, they just don't want to stay in that kind of place purely because the task is completed.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo out~"

Lie lay on the sofa and let out a sigh of emotion.

Hong Shu in front of the computer was still sorting out various agreement documents, and turned his head blankly when he heard this: "I remember that the FBI used to be responsible."

"That's different~ They didn't know our existence at the time... It seems that they didn't recite it a few times~"

"It's not important—what's important is that sister Xiaolan asked me about my condition. Uncle Lie, you'd better unify your statement with me." Hong Shu said, while calling up a bunch of medical records on the computer, "I'll let you know the medical records. Noah synchronized to the mobile phone, remember to check it, Uncle Lie."

Lie eyebrows and eyes curved: "Ah~ our Hongshu is getting more and more capable~"

Hiroki: "..."

He felt that Uncle Lie should reflect on why he was so capable.

'Jingle Bell~'

Suddenly, the retro landline on the shoe cabinet suddenly rang, and rolled down from the sofa, landed next to the shoe cabinet and picked up the phone: "Hello! Who is it~"

"...Lie, how did you do what I told you to tell Blade? How did Blade react?"

Kagami's unique voice came over the phone.

However, as soon as he spoke, Lie's expression froze.

After waiting for a long time, Jing said again: "Lie?"

Trembling tremblingly, he took out his mobile phone: "Ah~that~Brother Jing, me, me, me, I forgot about that~ Is it too late to tell Brother Blade now?"

mirror:"……"

Another moment of silence.

After a while, Jing's hoarse and helpless voice came through the microphone: "Forget it, I don't have time to deal with this matter now...don't forget it next time."

"Okay, okay~ definitely~"

Lie Ying was very straightforward, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

After hearing Lie's assurance, Jing didn't say anything else, and hung up the phone.

Only then did Lie roll back to the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and seriously recorded in the memorandum - the matter he forgot was big or small, but this news could not play a big role in their hands The role, only gin can grasp.

"Remember it so you won't forget it, right?"

Strong satisfied to put away the phone.

Even if he never read the memo.

(End of this chapter)