The "deceased" lay on the ground, untouched by the wind and grass.

And the mood is very stable.

Beifeng has achieved a small achievement: [Open your eyes to see the "corpse" and "corpse" is silent].

Gin squatted down, peeled off the human skin mask, and touched it, revealing a face that looked like a human being.

Belmode.

Gin then stood farther away in disgust and listened carefully to the sounds around him.

He has a keen sense of hearing and can hear the heartbeat in such a quiet place that others can't hear.

The voice was unhurried and continued, with little change.

Kicked out from under the bed the real barley wine, he was already asleep, and with a large bag on his head.

The north wind knew about Belmode's physical hypnosis on the barley.

Looking at the big bag, he skillfully took out a toothpick and poked it, feeling comfortable.

No way, Conan can't afford to pack lately.

Boring.

Just next time he finds a reason and does it himself!

……

"Belmode, have you been idle lately?" The north wind asked gin.

Qin's eyes flashed, and then she replied calmly: "She, she is very idle every day, and she is different from us." ”

"Hmm."

He is the north wind, and he specializes in cracking down on related households! Looking down at Belmode, who was motionless on the ground, Gin picked up the card by the way, since there are tools to use, then he will prostitute Gin for nothing.

He picked up the card and picked up two large boxes of bullets.

"What about vodka? It's time for him to do his job. ”

People only think about it when they use it......

Oh yes......

From just now, there were only two people, him and Ming, and the vodka was left on the bus.

"I'll carry it." Beifeng wanted to snatch the bullets, and it was his task to get supplies in the first place, so he was already embarrassed to bring over the very busy gin and use him to guide the way.

If this tool still uses him, it is a bit inhumane.

Gin put down the box again and said calmly: "Forget it, we don't need to do it, now, I already have a complete set of plans." ”

"Coincidentally, I have it too."

"Come on, then." Gin decisively threw things to the north wind.

……

Beifeng took out his mobile phone and clicked on Beida consignment.

Ten minutes later......

The punctual courier boy appeared at the door of the mental hospital, making sure that he had arrived at the wrong place, and after waiting for a while, he saw two tall men belatedly, and moved three large boxes with his feet.

Courier brother: "......"

I always feel that those three boxes smell dangerous, something that has been shipped out of a mental hospital! People who came out of a psychiatric hospital......

His family's ancestral fortune teller!

Therefore, this courier brother can live from the crisis-ridden Ke Xue to the age of twenty-four.

However, for = eighty pieces

"It's you... Do you want to do these consignments? ”

"Hmm."

Beifeng thought of the address......

It's not okay to fill in his house, and he is too lazy to engage in secondary consignment.

It is certainly not possible to fill in the address of the winery, and if the red camp racks their brains to send a dozen undercover agents to get the secrets that they can easily get by the courier company, I feel a little sorry for their efforts.

So...

He filled in the address of the café where Bourbon worked.

Far away on the train back to Beijing, Mr. Amuro, who had just dealt with the mess left by Chianti and was about to continue his fishing life, suddenly sneezed and sneezed loudly!

……

Why, I feel like I'm on the road to being cheated again?

No way! has already been pitted by Gin once, who else can pit him undercover?

……

Beifeng silently filled in the address, watched the express delivery car of his fast food factory go away, turned around, and said to Gin, "Go home." ”

"Home?"

The white hair was blown up by the wind, and the strange feeling became more and more intense.

Muttering, Gin realized that this home was referring to the winery, he withdrew his raised hand, and his voice returned to indifference: "Then let's go." ”

"Okay."

……

The moonlight stretched the backs of the two, and Gin originally wanted to praise the moonlight for being so beautiful, but when he remembered that the moon couldn't stand the praise, he turned his face when he praised it, and he closed his mouth.

"Boring, isn't it?" The north wind asked the man who strode the meteor walking.

Also, Gin accompanied him for a day today, and he didn't do any work, and he didn't know what an eight-hundred-year-old man he was brought by his north wind......

Gin shook his head.

It's fun to go around in circles with someone.

He's not boring.

"Then let's play a riddle."

Beifeng flipped out his phone, found the novel of self-cultivation, raised his phone, asked Gin to read the text, and did not forget to cover the answer with his hand:

The questions are as follows:

"One night, you went out for a walk alone, the street was empty, all the shops were closed, at this time you suddenly got hungry, looking at the only vending machine on the street, you rummaged through your pockets, but you didn't find a penny, and after waiting for a while, there happened to be a woman in the distance with a bag in one hand and three boxes of lunch in the other, what should you do?

Option: A goes straight home.

B robbed a boxed lunch.

C eats the woman.

D went home with her.

Gin: "......"

What kind of strange book is this? Strange question?

He thought about it, hesitation is not his style, but the problem is too strange he can't, and another poem pops up in his brain without thinking, (ps: three long and one short choose the shortest...... ）

"Pick C."

Gin then strictly followed the principle of not choosing C.

North Wind: "......"

Eat only one stranger, raw, female, human!

Gin skinned......

Lao Qin's eyelids lifted and realized that he had been blinded to the most unreliable ......

Forget it, I'm too lazy to change it.

"Jean, if you choose this, you won't." Beifeng said seriously.

It's not what he Beifeng wants to do with Gin, it's the rules of the game in this book, if you choose the wrong one, you will ascend to heaven on the spot, the cortex will be separated, and you will be miserable.

……

"What's the right answer?" Gin pursed his lips.

He's not curious, he's... Just want to know!

Unbeknownst to Gin, Gin has developed something called curiosity.

"Should choose D." The north wind replied seriously.

Gin is a little strange, this... Follow her home, what does it mean? In the title, it didn't say that the protagonist was a family with a woman......

The north wind rolled his eyes at the correct answer, and also felt... This question is a bit difficult to test ordinary people, but he didn't put gin in ordinary people's fan chips.

In the end, the gin did give the north wind a surprise.

He chose C!

……

"If you walk on the street and the street is empty, it means that you are not a human being, you are a ghost." The north wind gave the correct answer.

Gin: "......"

The ghost is hungry, and at this time a woman happens to come across the opposite side, what will it do?

Then he should have chosen the right gin! Wait a minute...

Gin then noticed the contents of the material:

This woman is carrying a handbag in one hand and three boxes of lunch boxes in the other!

Description, there are three people in the family!

If he is a ghost, he must be more willing to be kind and send the three of them down together for a reunion.

This question...

It's really...

What a strong comprehensive!

It's a pity that he believes in science more in gin, so the protagonist of this question is a ghost...

Gin suddenly froze, and a trace of coolness arose in his heart for no reason.

If anything, it was the ethereal ghost... Ice cream kids!

This, the monitoring can't be photographed, the body is at a low temperature, it's cute and not human, the hand can poke the reinforced concrete, at a young age, the strength is already about the same as Ming.

Bigger than him, after all, he can't break steel bars empty-handed with gin.

And the key points are:

He, the world has evaporated!

Same as the vanishing Sydney.

Combined with this story, Gin has a bold idea.

Ice cream is a little ghost, he followed him with gin, because he wanted to eat him, and looked at his gin with a big brother atmosphere, guessing that he had many younger brothers, so the greedy little guy wanted to eat the winery, and when he went, he found that there were too many people, and his small stomach couldn't fit it.

So...

In the end, he ate the only fruit in the factory--- Sydney.

But...

I always feel that he is a gin...

It's a little weird today...

Qin turned to look at the north wind, and saw the funny in the moonlight, yellow and tongtong, the corners of his mouth were like the moon, sharp and gentle to him.

The mutilated moon actually has a different kind of beauty.