Conan: I'm Really Not a Model Worker at a Winery

Dr. Ali glanced at a certain old man surrounded by the crowd, "Oh! He, I think it should be Mr. Randy Hawke, the self-help circus... Look at the last page of the circus introduction, it is printed There are pictures of him."

Ayumi flipped through it, and sure enough, she saw a profile picture of a bearded foreigner on the last page.

"Although this man is a rich man, he has no airs at all, and he never goes out with bodyguards..."

Hiroki glanced at the profile picture on the circus profile, then at Mr. James surrounded by the crowd, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Well, doctor..."

"what?"

Several children, including the doctor, turned to look at Hiroki.

"I don't think he's Randy Hawke." Hiroki's eyes were a little helpless, "No matter the shape of the face or nothing, including the color of the hair, they are not very similar... It's just that the two beards are a bit similar."

Dr. A Li suddenly rolled his eyes: "Ah? Is that so?"

Just at this moment, James couldn't bear it and uttered a sentence in English.

Conan also raised his brows: "Hiroki is right... This person speaks standard English that is more British."

"Indeed...and Randy Hawk is from the southern part of the United States, and his spoken language is very different." Hiroki nodded in agreement.

On one side, the Three Treasures of the Didan didn't know what to do.

Conan looked at the poor old man surrounded by the crowd, "Why don't we help him out?"

He needs to gain some sense of accomplishment to make up for his injured young heart.

Hiroki Sawada's cheeks moved, and he was about to open his mouth to say forget it, but Conan ran forward...

Sawada Hiroki: "..."

He felt that it would be better to leave him alone, otherwise something might happen...

Next to him, Haibara Ai noticed that Hiroki's expression was abnormal, and while Didan Sanbao and Dr. Ali were focusing on Conan, she whispered, "Hiroki, what's wrong?"

"that is……"

Hiroki quietly listened to him and whispered a few times.

Afterwards, Hui Yuanai's complexion changed again and again, looking at a certain old man, his eyes gradually became unfriendly...

People from the FBI...

She curled her lips, the FBI people are a bunch of liars... no good stuff!

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Black organization base.

Sitting in front of the computer with gin resting on his cheeks, a mouthful of wolfberry water, a mouthful of roast leg of lamb...

After eating the leg of lamb three times, five times and two times, he threw the bones on the plate, Gin got up to wash his hands, and returned to drink wolfberry water.

At this moment, the room was still full of strong mutton smell...

The gin shook his nose a few times, and he probably felt that the smell was a bit heavy. Turning on the power of the air conversion device to the maximum, he felt a little better.

After finishing these, he continued to sit in front of the computer and began to read a bunch of news that popped up overnight.

The core members have been adjusting tasks according to Belmode's actions recently, and there is no special news, but the peripheral members have a lot of news——

All those members who went to spy on the FBI.

The gathering point of the FBI had already been fished out through their last gathering, and then Gin arranged for someone to guard it... After all, Kabado-cho is also his territory.

"Has the evacuation started yet?"

Qin Jiu looked through the news of the peripheral members for a while, and basically reported to him that the FBI had left the Beihu Hotel.

Well, not too slow at all.

If people don't leave, Gin will really try to get more bombs to blow them up...

"It seems that there is no particularly important news..." Qin Jiu looked at it for a while, his eyelids drooped, and he couldn't help but yelled.

As the saying goes, sleepiness in spring, fatigue in autumn, hibernation, nap in summer...

It's normal to be sleepy all year round, so it's normal to be sleepy four days in a row.

Qin Jiu tried his best to scan the mailbox with his eyes open, "Well...the tasks are also arranged, let's get some sleep later."

He doesn't know what's wrong recently, the more he sleeps, the more sleepy he gets.

This time Gin had a long memory when arranging the task, and specially crossed vodka from the list of task candidates to reward this old driver who had been racing with 007 in the past n years.

After finishing the mail, just when Gin was going to take a nap, the strange phone rang 'dingling'.

Gin was stunned for a while before he realized - this is the ringtone of his mobile phone after evolution.

"...the world is definitely not physical."

After Gin Jiu complained about his world view again, he answered the phone with an instant indifference in his tone:

"what's up?"

This caller is an 'old acquaintance'...

"Master Gin, I'm sorry to bother you... That's right, I followed a suspected leader of the FBI today."

"Have you caught someone?" Qin Jiu's voice was still indifferent, but he was thinking about which unlucky guy it would be.

but……

"...Here, I didn't catch him, but." The voice on the other end of the phone paused, "But, he was kidnapped by gangsters disguised as policemen, so I want to ask my lord if you want to rob him by the way." Walk?"

"...You said, the commander of the FBI was kidnapped by robbers?"

Several question marks popped up on Qin Jiu's forehead, and he tried his best to restrain his indifferent tone from becoming confused.

"Yes my lord..."

"...You continue to follow and observe the situation, the police may be involved, so don't act rashly."

"Good sir..."

After saying a few words, Gin Jiu hung up the phone and endured it for a long time, but after all, he still couldn't calm down the corners of his mouth, let out a few suppressed laughs, and shouted out the door weakly:

"Vodka! I'll tell you a joke..."

Chapter 292 Chablis: You want to laugh at me to death

"...Big brother, are you okay?"

As soon as Vodka walked in, he found his own gin lying on the table, unable to stop laughing, and shivered in fear.

Brother, be normal, I'm afraid.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

However, when Vodka said this, Gin laughed even more, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes:

"Vodka, let me tell you a joke..."

"Big brother, tell me."

Vodka wiped off his cold sweat, and sat obediently on the stool, not daring to move at all.

Gin laughed for a while before finally recovering, coughed twice, and rolled his eyes, "Let me tell you, a senior member of the FBI...was kidnapped by robbers."

"……what?"

Vodka, who thought that Gin was going to tell him a bad joke, circled around, and a few question marks popped up above his head.

The commander of the FBI... is almost at the same level as the core members of the organization, right?

Kidnapped by robbers?

So crumbly?

After being stunned for a few seconds, Vodka couldn't restrain the corner of his mouth anymore, "Hey, hey hey..."

Just a little silly.

Afterwards, Gin lay down on the table and laughed for a long time, successfully laughing away his drowsiness, and only then struggled to prop himself up, rubbed himself, and let the expression on his face return to the normal indifferent face.

"Huh... this is the FBI, really." Qin Jiu rubbed his forehead feebly.

How can an action commander be tied up by robbers?Are all the criminals so good these days?

Qin Jiu suddenly remembered that the earliest reduction of his burden was really thanks to these unscrupulous criminals... helping them wipe out many mission objectives.

but……

Why do you feel this is so outrageous?

Gin covered his face.

No, he wanted to laugh again.

……

After calming down for a while, Gin sent a short message to the member who called just now, which probably meant to ask the other party to send him the complete cause and result by email after returning.

Although the current mobile phones can send text messages, they are still in the "old and small" stage. They can only send thirty or fifty characters at most at a time, and the screen is small, which makes them look tired and flustered.

And the person who reported this news just now was the eyeliner planted by the unscrupulous boss that Gin Jiu deduced before - Ludao Kusuda.

Gin has not been in charge of this person for a long time...

Because with the rapid advancement of technology, especially the appearance of Noah, Gin Jiu found that the other party has no hindrance to him, so he was allowed to use him as an ordinary peripheral member.

After Gin sent the text message to the other party, he noticed that Vodka was still sitting on the stool and giggled, and almost laughed along with him, so he quickly waved his hand: "Ahem... Vodka, it's okay, go get busy."

He has mail to deal with, as well as vodka, and the core members have quite a few subordinates.

After laughing enough, the drowsiness came back even worse.

Gin didn't hold back, and rolled onto the bed numbly, turning on sleep mode.

He intends to pass this "joke" on to some people after he wakes up from sleep...

In a sense, this "joke" can also help a lot.

……

I slept through the night.