Time passed little by little, at twelve o'clock, after the two doors of the masquerade hall were locked, the east and west wings were completely separated, and tonight the night breeze was bleak, and there was another poor person in the world, who was about to be exerted with the magic to remove you.

Of course, the founder is not him.

Occasionally, I was stained with the light of Maori Kogoro, and lived temporarily for one night as a guest friend, and the courier brother who successfully ascended the position sat on the recliner in the double room, looking through the Grim Reaper's handbook, with a leisurely posture.

On the big bed, a moving object of unknown human nature can be faintly seen, no snoring, but the sound of shaking the bed is greater than snoring, and the sleeping position is not very harmonious.

Kuaidou was probably tired of carrying fast food at noon.

Beifeng silently mobilized his mobile phone, and the sound of "toot toot" and "carrying" on the bed became smaller and smaller.

Listen to it all over again.

The slender fingers follow the inner voice and click on the replay.

It's okay to listen to Ke's call, and I'm really happy to watch the video of shaking the bed.

I couldn't help but squint my eyes......

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and it was a special ringtone for Gin's special care.

What's going on on this big night?

However, Jean still remembers to call, which fully shows that the organization has not abandoned him. Unlike Bourbon, who retired early, and even had enough leisure to work four jobs.

Beifeng he really doesn't have such vigorous energy, and besides, he ...... work

Hit three copies, and that's enough.

It's no more than three.

"Hey, Moët, the follow-up to Shiho Haruno is out."

"It's Shiai Haruno." The north wind kindly corrected the wrong name of gin.

Gin: "......"

Thinking about Sydney day and night, he became addicted to ice cream, indulged in work all day, and the increasingly thin model worker pouted and defended: "I can't remember the names of the people who are messed up." ”

He was a gin and never remembered anything that was not serious, because he was not Curacao, and although he had an equally good memory, but... When you are older, you still have to learn to care about yourself, and you can't always stuff waste into your head.

"Haruno Shiai, the organization over there has already politely greeted those public security, the Ministry of Public Security will not stir up the situation, and then, the Federal Reserve Group has annexed eighty percent, the executor, Bourbon."

The north wind snorted.

In less than a week, there is no big enterprise, and the efficiency is good, but it's a pity...... The executor found the wrong person, Bourbon, who is a "cutie" who will report erroneous data.

"The disc, it's still with you."

"Hmm."

"I'll send it tomorrow."

"Okay."

"You ......"

"......" pretended to be dead .jpg

……

The word "embarrassing" instantly popped up in the minds of the two of them.

"Inscription ......"

"Hmm."

"Do you like black, or... White? ”

Beifeng was silent for a moment and continued: "Actually, it depends on what the situation is. ”

This is a temptation... White represents the Light Camp, which is the Red side, and is the "enemy" of the Black-Clad Order.

"White is beautiful and clean." Gin said faintly, his voice unconsciously tinged with coldness.

White...

It's a pity he won't have, never will.

So, it's not bad to appreciate the white withering.

Those so-called white good people are always good at creating miracles in despair, condensing bonds with faith, and with companions, they believe that anything can be successful.

Amusing!

They, just haven't faced real despair yet.

"Black, just black, can be beautiful." North Wind Supplement.

Gin sighed inwardly.

Is it black... Because it contains everything, so that people can't see its dirty, black! Those people are better at killing each other and beating their teammates with strength.

Like Chianti, this kind of thing, she does too much, he gins, seriously doubts, she, Chianti, is an undercover type of talent?

But he would not doubt the north wind.

It's not because of anything else, it's his very obsessive act of sending corpses and murderers to the police station, but it's actually a big appetite for his gin.

How good it is to send the corpse to the murderer, lest he, a good winery, be the backbone of the whole day!

At the end of the year, there are no cases where the murderer can be found, either the street gangsters are behind the blame, or the winery is behind the blame......

He, Gin, is even more difficult.

……

"Peng!" There was a loud noise in the living room, and in the room with good sound insulation, I listened to it like this, and I panicked, and the door next door opened suddenly.

After a while, there was a sudden movement in the Kamen Hall, and Mori shouted, "Kamen has run away!" ”

Immediately after that, there was a sound, the sound of something falling and something splashing......

When I opened the door of the room, I saw the backs of a group of people rushing upstairs.

Gin's side suddenly became silent, and after a while, he added a sentence faintly: "Your side, something happened again." ”

Use declarative sentences.

"I'll go check it out first."

There was a busy tone on the phone, and Gin was distressed about the phone bill, so he hung up.

North Wind: "......"

On the stairs:

"In the cat's eyes, I saw a patch of red, this, there can't be an accident, right?" Matsudaira said cautiously.

"Nothing happened, it's just dead." "Nagara Haruka" said indifferently.

The cold tone aroused Conan's suspicions.

This "woman", dressed in black! So indifferent to life.

Don't......

……

Now, though, it's more important! Open the door! Conan gritted his teeth.

Oh my head! You have to be powerful!

The north wind walked upstairs, just saw Conan, and slammed his head into the door of Su Fang's room on the third floor of the west wing.

Conan jumped! One hundred and eighty degree rotation! He smiled confidently!

I TM****......

What the hell, the door! You just hit it like this, aren't you afraid that your skull will shatter?

There is no blessing of strong shoes either! After all, Conan can't jump upside down and kick himself in the head with his shoes and shoot himself, right?

"You stupid boy!"

Beifeng picked off a brick with his hand, slapped it against the door, swept his long legs, and the door fell straight down, and Beifeng also picked up Conan.

Conan, it's not cute to be stunned.

"Conan."

"Huh?"

"Now, memorize the definition of human beings."

"Human beings are higher animals that can make and use tools..."The voice lowered slightly, and Xiao Ke lowered his head.

He was wrong, he will definitely use the tool next time!

Turning his head to look into the room again, Conan's face turned from blush to pure white.

Dead!

And a lot of masks! There was a lot of blood splattered here and there! Looking directly at everyone with empty eyes, Xiaolan rolled her eyes on the spot, slipped to the ground, and pressed the stunned little detective underneath.

The soft and elastic flesh was right in front of him, but the round and large strip pressed against Conan's head, so that he couldn't bury his face in the fierce waves, ah! This abrasive little goblin~

This one...

Damn the phone!

Conan gritted his teeth.

Lan tried to get up, but slammed her foot on Conan again. Conan was deflated, and with a breath left, he was picked up from the ground by Gray Plains.

Gray Plains:(=_=).

She hadn't woken up yet.

A rare scene: the girl has messy hair, walks as if floating, and has a different kind of cuteness.

Beifeng thinks that it is a cat ear~

Well-behaved, though.

He looked at Conan with disgust.

This Xiao Ke is a good voice, and the others are hard to explain.