Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 274 Everyone is their own

A quarter of an hour later, Belmod hung up the phone. She put away her phone and reached out to gently rub her ears.

For no other reason than the sound Tequila made on the phone was just too loud.

The conversation on the phone went well at first, but when Tequila heard that someone was going to have a party at the adults' ancestral home.

He immediately exploded and started yelling in anger.

I have to say that swearing in Kansai accent is indeed very powerful.

Belmode didn't stop him, and he just cursed on the other end of the phone.

For fifteen minutes, for about ten minutes, Tequila was cursing.

The scolding was not serious.

It wasn't until Tequila had vented his anger that Belmode began to give him orders, asking him to set off immediately and go to the ancestral home of the master to clean up those damn insects.

Some of them may have gone ahead of time, and some are still on their way.

It doesn't matter, just kill them all.

Tequila has no problem and responded immediately.

The conversation ended at this time. Belmode rubbed his ears for a while, lit the Seven Stars again, and said softly, "Tequila is like this. He is not targeting anyone, he is just loyal to the Lord."

"Very good." Glenfiddich responded.

Judging from Tequila's performance, it was indeed true that he deliberately saved it and did not let it be shattered into powder by the bomb.

If nothing else, Tequila is the real deal.

"It is not the best choice for him to perform this task. He is capable enough, but anger may go to his head and make him make mistakes."

Speaking of this, Belmode glanced at Glenfiddich and said, "It's a pity that there are no other candidates. Tokyo is currently seriously short of manpower."

Gin goes out and takes Cohn Chianti; Calvados needs to stop the White Horse Detective; Glenfiddich stops Kidd.

She herself is being watched by the FBI and cannot act rashly.

Of course, the main thing is that Glenfiddich washed the floor too cleanly.

Those who can use it are almost being killed.

There has been no fresh blood injected, and the only one, Asai Honesty, is still half-assed.

The ability is sufficient and the life experience is innocent, but the character is never up to standard.

Let him do this kind of floor washing task, I'm afraid he won't give up.

Glenfiddich didn't feel anything at all about Belmod's silent questioning.

Tokyo is short of people now, and it's not his fault.

Go find the original owner.

Although he personally sent Pisco away, he was still in his seventies and had no use for him.

"By the way, I remember that Tequila was not the instructor of the children at the base." Glenfiddich said.

"Ah."

"He went on a mission. Who will teach the child?"

As soon as these words came out, Belmod looked stunned. Glenfiddich saw this and said, "Then let me do it. I have a lot of experience in educating children."

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Belmode was silent. Logically speaking, it was a good thing that Glenfiddich took the initiative to take matters into his own hands.

But this matter really cannot be left to him.

After all, that is the reserve force of the organization.

Although there is a loss rate in training. Children are allowed to accidentally die during training.

But the maximum loss rate is only 50%. After all, the organization does not require everyone to be trained to be a drunk member.

General members and non-staff members are also needed.

These people are mainly loyal and tight-lipped, but their ability is secondary.

Assume that one hundred orphans are admitted in one period.

After checking various data indicators, ten will be used as seeds to focus resources.

The remaining ninety people only need to be instilled with the concept of loyalty.

Only one of ten seeds can survive in the end. The remaining ninety people will basically not be damaged unless something unexpected happens.

It will take Glenfiddich to train for a few days. When Tequila comes back, it will be good to have half of the people left.

The organization also requires these children to have stress tolerance and will specifically train them in this area.

But using Glenfiddich as a target of resistance would be too cruel for these children, and I'm afraid they would all be destroyed.

It’s just that you definitely can’t say that. This perverted idea is elusive.

You have to find a suitable reason.

Belmode thought for a while, "It's better to say goodbye. Kid is difficult to deal with, so just concentrate on dealing with him. Let Calvados be the instructor for the time being." Over there, Makoto Asai will handle the White Horse Detective, and lead him A few confidants.

It's not like killing people, this should be done.

"Ah."

Glenfiddich didn't insist too much and seemed to just mention it casually. He looked up at the time. It was already a quarter past ten in the evening.

The two chatted for about an hour.

"Okay, that's it for now." Glenfiddich stood up from his chair, "I'll contact you if you have any questions."

"Ah."

After Glenfiddich left, Bellmode was still sitting on the chair. She lit a seven-star again. Under the dim light, the cigarette butt flickered on and off.

Halfway through the cigarette, the bartender returned to the bar and said, "Thank you for saving me, sir."

Belmod ignored him.

Wait for all seven stars to burn out. She reached out and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said slowly, "I didn't save your life. Glen is one of our own, how could he do anything bad to you? If you have such thoughts again."

She glanced at the frightened bartender and said, "I'll be the one to take action next time."

"Yes. That's what you taught me."

The sweat on his forehead soaked his chest along his face and down his neck. The bartender didn't dare to wipe it at all.

After leaving the bar, Glenfiddich took out his phone and clicked on the photo album.

Just two days ago, his mobile phone received a wave of automatic upgrades.

That is to say, as soon as you wake up, your phone will automatically have a camera function.

People around me are also proficient in using the camera function of their mobile phones, as if this is something that has always been there.

He didn't have much to say about it.

The version has been upgraded.

All in all a good thing.

However, the pixels of today’s mobile phones are still low, and the photos taken are blurry.

It's like having several thick layers of electronic paste.

And I can’t save many photos.

There is only one in the Glenfiddich mobile phone.

The 'ugly' photo of Haibara when he yawned. He took it secretly.

After staring at the photo for a while, Glenfiddich's eyes gradually recovered.

That's the bad thing about immersive interpretation. If you get too involved in the drama, you won’t be able to extricate yourself.

Fortunately, I have recovered now.

Lu Ren returned to his car and began to think about how to deal with Kidd.

This person is an important financial link between him and the Suzuki family.

All of Huiyuan's research funds fell on him.

There must be no problem.

But it is too difficult to stop the complete Kidd.

Lu Ren thought for a while and prepared to block the door directly.

Then the problem is much simpler.

Just find where Kidd's house is.

Lu Ren began to recall information about Kidd in his mind.

Kaito Kid, whose real name is Kuroba Kaito, is the son of Kuroba Thief and a second-year student of Class B at Ekoda High School.

Kuroba Toichi is an internationally renowned magician.

As the son of a famous person, it shouldn't be difficult to find the location of his home.

Lu Ren took out his cell phone and called Sentoshi.

The call was answered quickly, and he said directly without being polite, "Find the location of the Black Feather Bandits and send it to me via text message."

"Ah."

Just as he hung up the phone, Lu Ren's cell phone rang again.

When he looked at the caller ID, he found that it was Haiyuan calling.

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