Gin doesn't believe him, because he has a strong sixth sense, eighty percent sure!

The flesh was boiling, the heart was beating, and he had never felt it before, and he said to himself: "Heisei Express, you're there too, aren't you?" ”

"Lei Xiaofeng, or rather, Morihara North Wind."

With his trademark sinister grin, the man raised his gun.

"I'm not, don't talk nonsense." The man with his back to Gin turned around slowly, and there was no funny mask that Gin missed very much, just a seemingly ordinary face.

Yi Rong is too distracted!

The corners of Gin's mouth twitched slightly, this white and shiny neck, the same disguised mask of the oil painting "Old Father".

Damn disobedience!

"Do you take the bus?" The north wind asked the qin, and the voice was very cold.

Looking at the old father's face and looking at the gin with a kind smile, the sense of disobedience became more and more intense.

Afraid that Gin, a simple model worker, would not understand, Beifeng added: "The bus, commonly known as 10,000 people riding, is also known as cheating love." ”

"Bus driver directory: It's not that I don't love you, it's just that my heart is broken into scum, I don't have a heart, so I'm scum."

Gin: "......"

His pectoral muscles began to dance for the third time, and a bullet shot shot into the sky, ...... angry It's not that my son is disobedient, it's not that my boyfriend rides the bus...

Moreover, Qi Lei Xiaofeng did not agree with the quotations of the Biao Lei Clan.

He didn't understand.

Lei Xiaofeng really doesn't know what to do, Gin has never been a good-tempered person, he is angry now...

Therefore, this park will be cool online today and become a place for Lei Xiaofeng to bury his bones.

As the captain of the demolition team, he is very good at putting bombs and gin.

The dark web, also known as the jack-of-all-trades, is the largest network system in the entire Detective Conan world, compatible with a full range of messages including internationally famous hackers, thieves, gunmen, hunters, roosters, etc.

The distillery, which is officially certified and recognized by the government, has only disappeared since its establishment, when it was established and has won 80% of the world's medical industry.

They are currently a covert organization and have not yet officially appeared in front of the world.

However, this does not mean that the organization is not active. At present, the main business of the organization is assassination, bodyguard, intelligence, undercover.

Therefore, as a master of assassination, Qin has dealt with many competitors to the client, killed them, sent them to dig pits, and there are many people who have made up the number of people in organizing labor reform.

Gin is well-informed, and he is not panicked, the weather is cold, and he is good at letting so-and-so go bankrupt.

Beifeng is not panicking, as a god of death who doesn't even let go of ghosts, he can be independent until dawn!

Say the cock is here!

"Fruit through the country!" A loud rooster crowed!

Where did the road chicken come from? (Passing chicken), did it come to be with the dog? Yo, not only did it come by itself, but it also brought friends, a total of ten chickens.

The leader, and one more, sky blue, familiar creatures!

Although chickens and parrots belong to the same bird family, although the north wind species is blind, he still recognizes at a glance that this is his reincarnated parrot.

Xiao Ming!

He is Ming Aoqi, a legendary child who died a miserable death and was touched by Conan.

The flock of chickens has a bright red comb, bright coat, and a loud sound.

Beifeng and Gin glanced at each other, and a strange brilliance appeared in the eyes of the two of them at the same time in an instant.

Road chicken, good come! The stewed soup is verdant, the barbecue is spicy and fragrant, and the steamed meat is delicious, all of which are good chickens.

There is no hatred that can't be solved by brushing the pot, if one meal doesn't work, then two meals, maybe eating and eating will become a lifetime.

"Fruit through the country!" The rooster crows only higher than the other, as if reminding the north wind to harvest, gin's brain is buzzing, and the north wind is full of Conan... Oh no, Conan's One Hundred Ways to Stew.

Seems like something is wrong? Forget it, it doesn't matter, they're all chirping creatures, and the practice should be similar.

"Truce."

Gin said seriously.

"Kill the chicken."

The north wind is a more serious addition.

The sunrise frightens the blue jay, and the live broadcast fights in the field!

The north wind has completed seven kills! plucked chicken feathers, took out a lighter for cooking, and the gin on one side was still drilling wood for fire......

He saw Beifeng using a lighter, his face turned black, and he wanted to stop him: "No fire in the park." ”

"Follow the rules, then it won't be me." Beifeng didn't raise his head, and continued to pluck his hair: "Moreover, the points are all ordered." ”

Gin gritted his teeth and turned around and continued to drill wood, and the fire rose in a few moments.

He pinned the gun back to his waist.

It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed......

Lei Xiaofeng, today...

If you're in a good mood, don't kill you.

Gin also had a live chicken in his hand, an iron rooster that was very good at kicking its nose and face, and it took a sip of Gin's hand.

Gin: "......"

The mood suddenly became bad, and he used too much force in a fit of rage, pinching the and laying eggs.

Gin was stunned.

Roosters lay eggs?

Is there something wrong?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Gin won't know that this chicken... It is an imported American plane that escaped from the farm, an American specialty, a rooster that lays eggs.

Not only is the physical strength good, the meat is fat, the meat can be roasted, and the hair can be woven into a straw skirt.

It will also lay eggs.

It's good chicken!

……

Vodka woke up in a daze, and saw the boss's heroic posture of drilling wood to make fire.

Pu Si Qinglan, who had also just woken up, jumped up in a daze, overwhelmed vodka, resisted it with a hard object, and said coldly: "You are Lei Xiaofeng!" It's finally you! ”

Vodka has a question mark on its head.

At this time, a faint fragrance wafted in......

The two of them from the heart changed their positions in an instant and floated to the barbecue stall.

The north wind is spreading cumin in a serious way, and between the beating of the firelight, a faint picture can be seen... Old father's, kind face.

Although Yi Rong is very distracted, but, according to this situation, it is inexplicably appropriate.

Gin squatted on the other side, no one cared.

Looking at the three clouds of darkness on the barbecue, the man fell into deep thought.

He, Gin.

Waste materials for life.

It's not a giant baby, it's just that his cooking skills are infinitely close to that of a certain Maori uncle's dear wife, Fei Yingli, or even worse.

Fei Yingli's dish is: be made of + ingredients.

The dish of gin is: be made from + unknown material.

The hair was not plucked clean......

It's all burned out anyway.

Vodka had forgotten what he was doing, he was holding a roast chicken, eating it with a mouth full of oil, and even forgot about the gin.

Pu Siqinglan licked her paws and stared at the side, ready to grab food casually.

The north wind was still roasting the second chicken, and then, he saw, the bold blue bird, was not honest!

He, actually landed in...

Gin's head!!

Gin pulled out his gun.

"Boss, calm down! If it's broken, you can't bake it! Vodka roared.

"This one, my bird, is not allowed to be beaten." Beifeng looked up at the model worker, the model worker glared at him, he glared back at him, and then continued to add: "You can't bake it either." ”

Vodka: "......"

But he wanted to eat!

Gin pointed the gun at the vodka: "It's always okay to fight this." ”

"Yes."

A gunshot rang out, and vodka ......