Yu Qin
"Ah, Sydney!"
"Ah, ice cream!"
"Boss, what are you doing?" Looking at a certain piano who was smoking, Vodka asked strangely, he felt that the boss of the family was stunned, and when he saw a tea-colored hair, he thought of Shirley, no matter where he went- "Ah! Ice cream! I'm looking forward to seeing you again! β
"Ahh Shirley! If you want to die, you can only die at my hands! β
"Ahh Shirley! There is no way to escape this time! β
"Ahh Ice cream! How dare you betray me! β
The injuries of the two have been healed, but the mantra of the boss is still being carried out a hundred times a day, not only during the day, but also at night, vodka has not slept all night, and has been specially counted, a total of 366 times of Sydney, 365 times of ice cream.
Distillery Boss: (βΌαβΌγ‘)
Exhaled a puff of smoke, the smoke dispersed, and he turned his body to reveal an indifferent, imposing fierce piano that did not look like a good man, and his appearance with dark circles under his eyes and the wriggling corners of his mouth like a magic sign frightened vodka.
After completing the daily thought, Gin waved his hand indifferently and tightened his black cloak, even if it was Valentine's Day, they would not be idle.
That is...
Tear down the house in another place, and take the dog's head in another place.
Regarding Qin's attack on the mission, the disaster is not alone, and the second high-level of the organization who was attacked appeared!
The second one who was attacked was Chianti, and then, it was Belmode, and the two were directly and blatantly sniped in the restaurant almost at the same time!
Who is so bold?
This sniping attack on the top of the organization made the boss furious, and he ordered Rum and Gin to be held responsible.
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However, probably the boss didn't expect that Gin, one of his henchmen, squatted in the grass with his little brother all morning, not only did he not go to those daring sneak attackers, but he didn't even continue to work for the organization to make money.
In Qin's mobile phone, there was a familiar sound of mobile phone buttons, a seven-year-old baby.
The mysterious male voice only confessed two sentences.
The man replied, "I see." β
The man finally returned to normal, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, the vodka on one side shaking the car keys, he had already filled his teeth, and now he spoke as neatly and with a naΓ―ve air as before.
"Boss, are we going to kill anyone?"
"No, there is an undercover agent in the organization, a meeting." The man said patiently, and sat in the co-pilot position very skillfully.
Don't look at the man's indifferent expression, his heart is still there......
No one understands Qin's loneliness, Gin he only has reality to the extreme, almost no ideal thinking, but he is still alone.
He can be the enemy of the whole world for the sake of the organization, because some people never know the night, but he is always in the night.
People are social animals, and they want to huddle together for warmth. In Jean's eyes, Shirley, she is different, colorful... Even if she is weak enough to strangle with one hand, she will hate, she will resist, and there is more than fear in her eyes.
Gin couldn't control her, so he was annoyed and angry "Ah~Shirley~"
And the pure white child that he couldn't forget in just three days, Qin can imagine how conspicuous this color will be in the black tissue, so he can't forget it either.
I had it and suddenly lost it, so I had an unbelievable "ah ~ ice cream ~"
Long hair, black trench coat, top hat, Porsche, Beretta, cigarette ...... It's still an iconic match, and Qin silently helped the black trench coat... Suddenly!
He found a glimmer of black trench coat that... Ink of light!
Qin's pupils shrank sharply, enlarged, and then ripped off his clothes, and saw a big Wang Ba, four legs, and a small tail.
Never mind... It can still be used when I go back to wash it.
He suddenly cooled his face and swept around, and Vodka hurriedly pretended to be in a daze and continued to twist the steering wheel.
Gin was satisfied.
Glancing at Wang Ba, he grinded his teeth not too obviously.
Vodka looked up, only to see his eldest brother's indifferent cold face.
"How?" Gin asked seemingly casually, frowned and continued, "Drive well." β
"Huh? Good. β
Vodka thought that he must have heard it wrong, scratched his head, and concentrated on driving his car, driving it steadily, flat, and comfortable.
Vodka's heart: how could his eldest brother grind his teeth when he was such a cold person? It's not a rat, his eldest brother is a tiger!
So he definitely misheard!
Under the filter of "big brother identity", Vodka finds a good reason for gin.
Then continue driving.
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At this time, the house of Mikawa:
The party is going on, and Katsuyan's mother is trying to persuade Beifeng to eat the cake.
"Mr. Morihara, why don't you eat a piece..."
"Thanks, don't, it's too sweet."
The subtext of this sentence is, I'm sorry, I don't like cake very much, and under normal circumstances, the owner of the house should show his understanding and then stop inviting him.
However, Mrs. Minagawa was still arguing, and her tone even had a hint of eagerness and toughness:
"I didn't put a lot of sugar, so you can eat a piece!"
According to Japanese etiquette, there is no need for the host to be so demanding, because it is rude or too tough on the guest to feel constrained.
Conan keenly sniffed something wrong.
Beifeng finally took the cake and put it in the hands of Ah Jin's children, who were eager for it.
Mrs. Mikawa: "......"
"Rinse your mouth well at night, you won't get worm teeth."
"I... I'm going to clean up the table..."Mrs. Minagawa gritted her teeth, put away the coffee cups and cake plates, and walked into the kitchen.
"Thank you, pretty brother! I'll rinse my teeth! Ah Jin was very happy, holding the cake, running away quickly, eating the cake, and smiling sweetly.
And in order to accompany him, on the balcony, Watanabe looked frightened and stumbled over, "Kahiko, Kahiko...... Dead!! β
"What?"
Everyone exclaimed.
The garden on the sofa jumped up and hugged his head: "Call the police!" β
"It's already fought!" Conan held up his phone.
"Is there anything to be proud of here!" The garden complained, and quickly ran towards the balcony.
Katsuhiko Mikawa's soul drifted to the hands of the north wind in a daze, and he didn't seem to understand why he died so unexplained.
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"You're the Grim Reaper!!"
"It's time for you to be reincarnated."
The man's words became the last voice that Minagawa heard in this world......
Everyone stood on the balcony, the corpse was already cold, there was no blood splatter, and the male corpse fell to the ground with a gray face, as if he was about to stare out of his eyes and open his mouth wide, which frightened everyone.
The corpse's lips, cyanotic and red earlobes, Conan fell into deep thought.
While everyone was stunned, Conan used his fingers to gently pick up a little bit of slag on the edge of the collar of Katsuhiko's clothes, sniffed slightly and then frowned, and muttered: "The taste of chocolate?" β
Today is Valentine's Day.,I gave chocolate.,Sekiya Xiang and Watanabe are so beautiful.,It's very suspicious.γ
However, what Conan is more suspicious of now is Mrs. Mikawa, who is still in a hurry to clean up the plate by handing the cake forcefully.
So...
The north wind is cool!
Conan hurried back to the living room, just in time to see the unharmed north wind opening the door for Officer Twilight.
Is he thinking too much? Conan glanced at the north wind strangely, and Ke Duxiu's progress bar, which he had worked hard to accumulate, suddenly returned to the starting point.
The north wind did not die......
This made Mrs. Minagawa stunned and looked at him in disbelief! She clearly saw that he had drunk all the coffee and didn't eat the cake!!
Conan quickly returned to the scene of the crime, and after checking with the forensic staff, he found that the chocolate was not poisonous.
So... He still trusts his instincts! The north wind was just an accident, perhaps, he had already eaten the cake secretly, but he didn't see it!
I didn't expect it!
He, Conan, must shoot today!
It's up to you! Look at the move, Suzuki Sonoko!
"Zi~"
The anesthetic needle sank into her neck, and the girl fell to the ground in response, following "Sleeping Maori Kogoro" and "Takagi Wataru with an epiphany".
"Suzuki Sonoko" was born!!
"Hey, the murderer should be Mrs. Minagawa!"
"No poisonous substances were found, and that was because the murderer put poison in the coffee and then put an antidote in the cake, and only Katsuhiko did not eat the cake of all the people present because he didn't like sweets!"
"Am I right? Still in the kitchen, trying to wash off the poison... Mrs. Minagawa? β
"You... What are you talking about? The woman's tone was slightly unnatural, and she roared, "Katsuhiko is my son! β
"Not biological, Kayan's parents died a long time ago, and you are just his aunt." So beautiful and weak to speak, clenched teeth.
The plan was completely exposed, and the woman knelt down directly: "You think I want to do this!" β
"It's over! Some of them are over! Katsuhiko must die! His parents' inheritance can be used to fill the void in our family! β
The evidence was conclusive, and Suzuki Sonoko, whose neck was sore and weak after a flash of inspiration, sat up and watched the woman being taken away in confusion.
Event......
It's coming to an end.
Out of the room, Naodao threw the pack of poisonous cigarettes into the trash can, and caught up with a shadow in the distance......
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Conan is now more worried about another thing, Ran...
She walked towards the north wind with her chocolate in her arms...
What is she going to do?
She gave the chocolate to Morinohara Kitafeng! Oh no!
He Conan does not allow!