[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

The door of the medical room was kicked open with a bang, and Gin walked in with the smell of gunpowder all over his body. His black long windbreaker fluttered without wind, and he looked very imposing.

Behind him, Cohen and Chianti were holding sniper rifles. Cohen looked no different from usual, but Chianti looked resentful.

After seeing "Inoue Masaki" lying on the bed, Chianti's eyes narrowed dangerously.

The look of someone who wants to kill someone cannot be hidden.

Wakagi Ryo turned his head to look at Chianti, then looked at the newcomer who didn't know how serious the situation was, touched his nose, and took out the latest version of the comic from his small backpack.

"Chianti senior, a gift for you~"

Chianti: ! !

After taking the comic, her murderous aura was immediately released like a punctured ball, and she turned around and found a corner to read the comic book.

Gin sneered and looked at the pale woman on the bed.

"Finally, a brain has evolved from the pile of paramecium, and it's doing pretty well."

Rum closed his laptop, "After you have recovered, go to safe house No. 1 to find Curacao. She will guide your physical training, basic fighting and firearms. One month later, if you pass the assessment, you will be officially awarded a code name."

"Okay, Boss Rum."

Inoue Masaki nodded obediently.

"By the way, Sangria, Gin has something to talk to you about." Rum tucked the notebook under his armpit and turned to leave.

Gin:? !

He turned his head and looked at Rum silently with a murderous look.

[When should I talk to him about something? ]

Rum winked at Gin with his only remaining eye.

[The autograph session of the little lunatic was messed up, so comfort him... There are not many code members left in Neon. 】

Rum didn't care whether Gin received the message from his eyes or not. After cheating a group of hard workers, he left the medical station without looking back.

Gin: ...

Gin, who had picked up 1 billion funds for free and was in a good mood, suddenly felt cold around him.

"Senior Gin?"

Wakamura Ryo tilted his head and looked at the hard worker he hadn't seen for a while.

"Come with me."

Wakamura Ryo got up and followed behind Qin-chan to the temporarily vacant hall.

Gin sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, looking at Wakamura Ryo coldly.

"The code name of the newcomer has basically been decided."

Sangria is a smart person, and there is no need to say too much when talking to smart people. Gin indicated that this newcomer was about to become a code member, which was to hint to Wakamura Ryo that it was okay to toss around, but don't kill him.

The eavesdropping Vodka's pupils trembled: Brother, is this how you comfort him? ! Aren't you afraid that the little lunatic will rebel and just turn around and cut him?

Wakamu Ryo blinked and looked at Gin's smooth silver hair with a smile.

The original purpose of holding the book signing event was to let him switch to the professor's vest and play a game with Kudo. By the way, it was just to wash away Wakamu Ryo's suspicion in Kudo's place.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have specially invited Conan and the Mori family.

Rather than saying that the book signing event was messed up by the newcomer of the winery, it's better to say that it was because the power of the four-fold death god halo was too strong.

In comparison, Chianti might be a little more angry, but...

"What do you mean by that look?"

"Just, I want to cut a little..."

"Don't even think about it!"

Wakamu Ryo sighed, secretly planning the next Silver Wolf plan in his heart, but he still didn't want to give up.

"Senior Gin, do you remember that you once lost a bet to me? It was the time when you caught Rye two years ago."

Gin: ...

He took a deep breath and tried to hold down the blue veins on his forehead. One hand had already pressed on the Beretta at his waist.

"Don't even think about it! Cut! My! Hair!"

"Okay." Wakagi Ryo lowered his head aggrievedly, his eyes flashed, and suddenly asked: "What's the code name of the newcomer?"

"Hakushu"

Wakagi Ryo: ? ? ! ! !

Hakushu?

Neon whiskey? ! ! !

He took a deep breath and glanced at the ward with the corner of his eye.

According to the law that the average whiskey in the distillery is fake, is this girl also an undercover? Wait, it seems that there is a real Irish wine, but he was shot dead by Chianti in the end, so it’s okay...

Uh, wait, this girl seems to have offended Chianti too?

So, things suddenly become interesting.

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Take off the vest of Sangria, Wakagi RyoI stopped by a nearby convenience store to buy some food. I avoided a few small accidents along the way. When I got home, I happened to see Conan and Hattori, who were dusty and dusty, returning to the doctor's house.

"Brother Wakamu."

Heiji raised his hand and greeted Wakamu Ryo weakly.

"What's wrong? Didn't you get anything?"

Wakamu Ryo took out two chocolate bars from the plastic bag and handed them over to Conan and the others to replenish their energy.

Hattori Heiji was not polite. He tore open the bag and took a big bite.

"It's not like we didn't get anything, but the clues seem to be stuck again."

Conan: "We started with the name 'Inoue Masaki' and found a lot of information. She once formed a duo with a person named 'Asano Yukio', and they were quite popular among underground idols.

Later, it was said that 'Inoue Masaki's' boyfriend introduced them to an agency to prepare for their official debut. However, that agency seemed to be a shell company, and we didn't find more information.

According to the landlord, about three months later, in the early morning of a certain day, 'Asano' returned to their rented apartment alone with injuries all over his body. He hurriedly packed up some things and left, leaving a key."

Conan took out a brass key from his trouser pocket, "The landlord said he didn't know where the key was, and when he heard that we were investigating the case, he brought it back to us."

Wakagi Ryo: ...

The NPCs in this world are really dedicated. The key from somewhere three years ago is still intact. If it were him, he would probably just throw it into the trash can.

In order for the detectives to solve the case better, do all the natives of Mihua need to have this kind of innate skill?

Tsk tsk tsk.

"Let me see."

Ruo Mu Liang reached out and took the key. The style of the key was a bit old, and it was made of copper. There was no label or number on it.

But it was not a big problem.

Ruo Mu Liang took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the key, and then returned the key to the detective duo.

"I can't see anything for the time being. I'll take a photo and go back to study it. If there is any progress, I will contact you."

Hattori nodded, touched his rumbling stomach, picked up Conan, and planned to find a snack bar on the street to eat.

Ruo Mu Liang opened the small map and saw two death gods walking around the corner of the street one after another. He forwarded the photo of the key he had just taken to Vodka.

Although there was only a bare photo without any text description, Vodka still sent a long email very tactfully, explaining all the causes and consequences.

Wakagi Ryo nodded with satisfaction. Not bad, not bad. He understood how Gin usually felt. Except for being a little careless sometimes, Comrade Xiaofu was indeed very easy to use.