Gin didn't change his face and threw the "Normal People Communication Encyclopedia" in his hand on the ground.

A page of the book is spread out, revealing a plate of exactly the same answer template.

Mode 1: Drunk scene, you say: I seem to be drunk...

False demonstration: You send me to the next one.

Correct answer: The room card is in my bag, you send it to me.

Mode 2: Scenery Mode: The scene blends with the scene, and the other party: Let's do something together.

False demonstration: Let's go to the rooftop and listen to the chickens together, okay?

Correct demonstration: Shall we go to the rooftop to see the newborn sun together? You are my sun, shining only in my heart.

Mode 3: The correct way to use Qin toys.

Other: I gave you a rope.

False example: You really tied it up and beat it with a whip.

(The receptor in this book is positioned as a normal person, please shake M to detour, you can't afford it)

Correct demonstration: You say, "I will tie you with this rope and never let you go, and I will sentence you to life imprisonment in the name of love." ”

Mode 4: Figurative sentences show the level of culture.

Example sentence: You are my sunshine.

Mistake 1: I always want to tan my beautiful skin with a knife in my smile.

False demonstration 2: It is dazzling when you look at it.

Correct example: I can't live without you.

……

This is truly a valuable book of experience!

The vodka was watched with relish, and although he didn't understand it, he still picked up the book with a golden glow in his eyes.

This is the book that the boss reads, and this book must be different and worth learning.

Before he could touch the book of Gin, Beifeng noticed the small movement of vodka, and in his aggrieved eyes, he took the book back and stuffed it back into Gin's hand.

"You dropped a book."

Gin: "......"

"It's okay not to read books, but you can't mess them up." Beifeng added seriously: "This is the same as the fact that blood can flow and the hairstyle is not messy." ”

Gin didn't understand how to make a point, frowned slightly, and then silently stuffed the book back into the pocket of his windbreaker, and hung up Chianti's phone without changing his face. He gritted his teeth and pulled the headless fly-like girl into his arms, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue.

"Take your hands away, don't be with Lao Tzu, stand far away, distance produces beauty!" Despite the tears still flowing from the tattooed eye in the corner of the eye, Chianti pushed Cohen away, and the man in sunglasses suddenly noticed the redness of the tips of her ears, and then, with a red face, he touched his pockets, smelling the smell escaping from the air, and the smile froze on his face.

"Chianti, I..."

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it!" Chianti interrupted him, but some memories flashed through his mind.

In those years, they made a Ferris wheel together, complained about the gin together, and had a lewd wine together, and ...... together

Chianti suddenly felt a burning pain in his eyes, tears flowed more happily, and a pungent smell filled his eyes.

She shouted with red eyes, "Cohen, you..."

"I'm sorry, Chianti, what I was just trying to say was that the wind essence in my pocket didn't close the lid tightly and leaked." Cohen said embarrassedly.

Chianti was already too spicy to speak.

"Ahhh Cohen, you! ”

"Don't... Don't come here! ”

Ah~ah~

Ya Butterfly! Ya Butterfly!

"Peng!"

Do you think something happened? In fact, it was Cohen, the straight man of steel, who was forced to die rather than obey, and knocked Chianti unconscious with the barrel of a gun.

……

After chatting for so long, the police car in the distance just dispersed, and the sleeping Maori Kogoro reappeared, solved the case, and the prisoner was taken into the police station.

After the police car drove away, a sprinkler truck came to clean the yellow in the hallway, and by the way, helped Conan wash his shoes.

……

Naturally, Kitawind and Gin don't care about the love-hate between the two teammates and the smiling face of Mori Kogoro, and the two of them take their respective little brothers and run to the coffee in the car of the transportation Gin to make a fuss about Amuro.

Toru Amuro: "......"

(ノꐦ๑ ́Д'๑)ノ彡┻━┻

Life is a song of apprehension, up and down, going with the flow, having a gin and a happy day, destined to be unpeaceful.

"Jean, Moët, do you have something to do?" Amuro asked a little uncomfortably, in fact, these days, he has done a lot of small actions behind the organization's back, threatening absinthe, investigating Kiel, looking for the secret girl Kazama Hazuki, in addition, he doesn't believe it... The man just died!!

The girl who has evaporated from the world.

And the people who don't give a damn ...

The organization is ready to move.

What a hassle!

Why can't he just be an ordinary cake chef?

Probably because he is patriotic, and this is also his agreement with them...

Right now

He was the only one left.

…

Of course, it is difficult for one person's power to change the overall situation, but it is not a problem to influence only a small direction. He hasn't entered the deeper water of the organization, and now he only knows a little about it, the secret of absinthe, there are people on the organization, and they can't move for the time being, their purpose is not simple, if they really want them to succeed, Japan will be chaotic!

……

Plus, what's happening these days is enough to change so much.

He recalled what the man had said before he asked Belmode.

The woman replied so casually, "I think there is." "Only cigarette butts shone in the darkness."

He said, "I really didn't expect it to come this far."

"Giggles, it's really ~ like a poor Tu Mo Lu gangster."

……

"It's okay, I'm coming too." Gin looked at Bourbon, who was obviously distracted, and secretly thought, it's better to be Moore, and dare to be distracted when talking to him, Bourbon is good.

"Come to the café, of course, for coffee." The north wind replied to Bourbon seriously.

He is now transfigured, and he is facing the "respect" that he met Miwako Sato in the police station before, and Bourbon, who is very qualified, feels spicy when he looks at it.

I had never seen such a resolute face, and I felt that there was only one word to describe him: Father, great old father!

is worthy of Lei Xiaofeng, easy to look out of the realm.

Gin is worthy of being gin, and his face still does not change, even if Moët Yue has all kinds of faces, he still has only one attitude towards him, that is, from the heart.

Here, Azusa Enomoto has already brought out snacks and coffee.

First of all, the Japanese sake tomatoes, the peeled tomatoes burst into juice, the light plum flavor is sweet and sour, refreshing and appetizing, and the color is yellow and red.

Then there's the blueberry mille-feuille, where the sugar shreds are wrapped in circles and sparkle like ice crystals in the sun.

Bourbon poured a glass of rice wine for the north wind, and the north wind drank it for the face, and the cheeks were raised like a squirrel, and the contrast was inexplicably cute, even with such a strange disguise.

Gin: "......"

Bad reviews, not I fed them.

Well, the idea is weird.

Gin quickly returned to normal, the cutlery in his hand was studied, stretched out to the farthest plate, the glutinous rice dumplings that were forked were fat and fat, and the white ball was wrapped in vinegar by gin and turned black.

Black-skinned brother Toru Amuro: "......"

I feel offended.

……

The glutinous rice is very soft and fragrant, and when you bite into the gin, the deliciousness index rises exponentially, and the dark green pupils open for a moment.

Bourbon's cooking skills are good, and it seems that the canteen of the distillery can be replaced by an aunt.

Gin was eating while still thinking about the Moët & Chandon roasted chicken, he roasted it even better, and he could only eat it, and next time he grabbed the vodka, and his legs were discounted.

Vodka, who doesn't know what his boss is thinking, is smiling happily with sugar, like a child who has never eaten sugar in his life.

Azusa Enomoto looked at the strange man at this table, and in order to facilitate the next reception, she silently labeled Mr. Amuro's friend in her heart, with a long chin and a big face, a naïve man, who likes to eat candy.

I can't tell the cold-faced handsome guy who doesn't feel good about his age, he likes Sydney cake and strawberry-flavored ice cream, is there a girl's heart hidden under his indifferent face?

The middle-aged uncle with strange makeup skills, eating winter melon cakes and drinking rice wine, has thrown the coffee aside.

Enomoto Azusa didn't know what to think, and suddenly took out a bottle of makeup remover from her arms and smiled slightly.

She was going to tell the guest that it was wrong to pretend to be an uncle in a café!

……

At this time, Beifeng was looking at Gin, Gin was eating strawberry ice cream seriously, Beifeng didn't know how, suddenly picked up a fork and poked, skillfully dipping vinegar, glutinous rice balls dyed black, and Amuro was a color, Beifeng was eating vinegar glutinous rice balls, peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed.

The taste is very good.

It's a pity that there is no gin in the café.

And the winery only sells water for a reason.

Toru Amuro: "......"

Smiled politely.