Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery

ten minutes later.

The minute hand points to 12 and the hour hand points to 6.

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

The vodka, who was forced to listen to the hodgepodge of modern encyclopedic knowledge for ten minutes, was dizzy, and Bai Yun was still asking gently: "By the way, sir, when it comes to diapers, I don't know what you think of the recently heated infant milk powder industry. Quotes? Do you agree that breast milk is healthier and better for your baby's growth?"

Vodka's eyes were blank, and he was almost speechless.

"Why don't you talk?" The man sighed softly and said, "You are not interested in philosophy, you are reluctant to talk about history with you, and you even refuse such wonderful topics as traffic congestion and today's weather..."

"Then change another one, do you agree with plastic surgery?" Bai Yun paused coldly and asked with a smile.

When he smiled, the bones of his face couldn't support the flesh of his cheeks, and his skin was too pale, making him look a little morbidly pale.

The whole person's perception looks - very abnormal.

Creepy.

Vodka shivered.

"...What the **** are you doing?" With a hoarse voice, he finally spoke slowly.

Bai Yun was stunned by his unexpected question.

His smile widened, his eyes narrowed, and in a boastful tone, he praised himself: "I don't want to do anything, you see, I won't kill you, just find someone to chat with. How kind I am."

It's so strange, this man is tall.

Vodka couldn't bear to look straight away.

His back was so painful that he couldn't feel it, and his bound body couldn't move at all. He tried to untie the rope, but the other party obviously didn't give him the chance. The blood is still flowing, and because of the excessive blood loss, the dizziness hits, and now the eyes are shining.

If it goes on like this, he will lose too much blood and die.

Except for the unexpected attack at the beginning, after subduing him, Bai Yun did not touch him again.

Bai Yun just tied the rope, joking while watching him struggling indifferently.

... neither like a good person nor a bad person.

He just looks like a lunatic.

Vodka twisted slightly to a limited extent, trying to stretch his body as much as possible, pressing his right thumb back on the rope, making a small movement, and then the next moment, a knife was placed on his neck, and his skin seemed to be covered by a knife. The peeled banana peels easily cut a red slit.

"Don't move." The other party sighed softly, "My target is not you, you'd better be obedient, so as not to be implicated. Otherwise, although I am quite sympathetic, I will kill you because there is really no other way. ."

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The average person draws 500ml of blood and will experience dizziness and vomiting.

If it is more serious, if the blood loss exceeds 800ml, it will cause coma and shock.

Vodka is a lot stronger than normal men, and the blood is thick. A little blood is considered to lose weight.

In the future, I will use the identity of Chijiangzhi to buy him more red dates to replenish blood.

Jiang Yizhi glanced at the time. It was almost time. According to the timetable given by Chijiang Yesan, there were still a few minutes before the gin would come out of the laboratory.

The knives produced by the system are soft, thin, and brittle. If one strikes, if they don't find the person's dead spot, they will not have much effect.

However, its continuous blood loss function is very useful.

After all, once the knife is in the right position, arterial bleeding and a slightly larger blood loss are all fatal dangers.

Vodka really doesn't dare to move now.

He was in a cold sweat.

It just broke a layer of skin on the neck just now, what about next time? Peek into the skin a little...

Jiang Yizhi nodded in satisfaction.

He likes the state of vodka.

The people in the winery, whether it is gin or Belmod, are very quiet and beautiful as long as they lie there and don't speak.

It's completely different from bouncing around.

There was still a little bit of blood on the [Dragon Slaughtering Sword], which was left when he just wiped the vodka's neck. He wiped it with a rag to make sure it was clean and the traces could not be seen with the naked eye before sending it to the system for recycling.

After the system was silent for a while, it whispered:

【Host, have you found out... 】

Jiang Yizhi: "What?"

[Your white cloud has collapsed! ! ! 】

[This is the sketch when you designed the image of Baiyun. Take a closer look at what you thought at that time! 】

【picture】

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The picture is still 1080px.

High-resolution images.

Jiang Yizhi saw his own notes. On it was the five-word title that he had picked up at the time, "The Great Battle of Gin and Wine". The following was an outline, leading to the main words of the theme, and then divided into paragraphs. It's a large paragraph, and now I look at it, and my thinking is very clear.

The system used a red pen to draw lines at key positions in the picture, and he could easily find the corresponding sentence.

[Black Earth BALCKTOO (Sketches of Appearance Modeling)

Age: 30

Personality: Stubborn middle-aged, father-like pioneer, ordinary and confident, the head of the money-worshiping religion, moral depression, there are some problems with the spirit

Sexual Orientation: Female

The rest is to be determined, the skills will be added when necessary]

[Baiyun (Sketches of Appearance Modeling)

Age: 20-30

Personality: Be a good person, have undergone plastic surgery, and should be a gentle and amiable normal person (?, try, try your best to act

Sexual orientation: ?

Remaining to be determined]

【Robin (Sketches of Appearance Modeling)】

[It doesn't matter, just play with it]

Jiang Yizhi: "..."

He looked at the string of pending decisions and the words "be a good person" written under the white cloud at that time, and fell silent suspiciously.

The vicissitudes of the system's tone: [Have you noticed that no matter what character you set up for yourself at the beginning, you will tend to be neurotic in the end? 】

And like a psychiatric neurosis that is not very normal~www.readwn.com~ Jiang Yizhi paused, "Don't worry, it's not a big problem."

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The cold air in winter was rustling, and the wind was biting to the ears. The man was wearing thin clothes. He leaned against the station in the cold wind. He looked at his mobile phone for a while, as if he had received something. Go in the direction.

Although Vodka's eyes had lost their highlights, he still stared at him persistently.

The last time I left the car was to throw away cigarettes, what about this time?

Hold on a little longer, the big brother will come out.

Baiyun walks slowly and slowly, his hands rarely swing, and his shoulders are straight.

Very correct.

He is generally thin, and he looks a little loose in normal clothes. He is about 1.78 meters tall.

...but Vodka has no doubts, the loose clothes are definitely packed with well-trained muscles.

The kind of well-trained who can knock him over in one fell swoop.

Baiyun walked quickly, and in a blur, Vodka suddenly saw a dark brown sleeve and a pair of slender white hands reaching Baiyun's shoulders and flashing past.

Another low male voice said casually in Japanese: "It's hard work, Baiyun."

"Leave it to me here."

Immediately afterwards, it was Bai Yun's gentle and strange voice: "Then please be careful, it's not easy... Do you need me to answer?"

After an inaudible conversation, the low male voice seemed to laugh: "Don't worry, there's no problem. But there is one last thing I have to ask you to do."

His voice was cold, like broken jade, without much emotion: "...Go help me knock out that big guy who was eavesdropping in the car."

Vodka: "!!!"