Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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The storm that night gradually subsided.

The police searched Osaka Bay all night, but did not find the "corpse" of the Kaito Kidd. For a while, Zhongsen Yinsan didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or regret it.

Conan can only comfort himself with "Kid is so powerful, he should have escaped smoothly".

For most people, that night was just a spray in ordinary life. They saw a silver corner of Kaito Kidd, and they could use it as a conversation resource in the future. Even Hattori Heiji reluctantly went home to sleep after the police arrived.

Probably only the police were busy with this all night, oh, and Xinfan didn't rest, but he was for another person.

After returning to the hotel, Xinfan quickly went back to his room and locked the door, citing that he was a little tired from the many things that happened today.

Because Kogoro Moori came, Conan naturally lived with his guardian, and Shinhan was able to have a separate and private room, which was convenient for doing bad things.

Despite this, Xinfan posted a bug on the door before he left, so that he could respond to any unexpected situations in time.

At two o'clock in the morning, Mezcal joined Bourbon and Calvados.

Bourbon looked up and down with his presumptuous gaze, and snorted coldly from his nose: "You have been missing for so long, aren't you going to inform the police, Mezcal?"

Xin Fan: "..."

No, I think you, the police undercover agent, are very arrogant. Who will tell the police that you don’t have an AC number in your heart?

Thinking of this, Xinfan didn't care that Calvados was also there, and he stunned: "You have a conflict with my intelligence. I suspect that you have betrayed the organization. I don't want Ishikawa to die. Oh, of course, there are also. Maybe you have infiltrated my intelligence network a long time ago and deliberately sent me wrong information."

Bourbon choked, wondering how to describe his feelings now.

Just... Mezcal is the roundworm in his stomach! Although he knew that Mezcal guessed the above words with a high probability, he was able to guess right after a guess and made Jiang Gu Ling feel cold all over.

If Mezcal said a word or two to the gentleman, if that gentleman took his heart, his situation would become dangerous even without evidence.

In Bourbon's mind, there seemed to be a thousand alpacas crossing the border, and on the surface it was still a breezy appearance.

He covered his face and yawned, and said, "Since you doubt my intelligence, don't use it. Anyway, this is my last mission in Japan. I will leave if it fails."

"Use, why not?" Xinfan lowered his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth were frantically rising.

In the end, it was the gin wine that was the first to bear the brunt. When the sky fell, there was also gin to carry. Mezcal said that under the protection of Brother Gin, he was completely worthy.

Calvados's mouth twitched, inexplicably trying to light a candle to the gin in Tokyo.

Bourbon expressed his appreciation for Mezcal's approach of "it doesn't matter if you push the gin wine in a pot of three or seventy-two). He also feels that compared to Mezcal, whose roots seem to be in Northern Europe, he has been working hard in Japan and occasionally radiates the world's gin to be a little more dangerous.

He thought about it. First, he joined forces with Mezcal to overthrow the gin, then unloaded the grit to kill the donkey, crossed the Chaihe River, hid the bird with the bow, and dragged Mezcal down so that he could use it. The tough posture of no one before and after no one has become the third person under Rum!

As for the gin and mezcal who were sacrificed in this grand plan, Jiang Gu Ling felt that they should have died unless they were undercover.

Thinking of the organization's exceptionally excellent undercover rate, Jiang Gu Ling was suddenly stunned.

... will not really be an undercover agent?

Xinfan suddenly felt a biting chill on his neck, as if he had been stripped of his clothes in the winter, embarrassed and cold.

He silently glanced at Bourbon who looked something wrong, and didn't know what his nerves were, so he had to continue to assemble the sniper rifle without complaint.

Noriya Noriya's gaze swept over Mezcal's proficient movements, and secretly suppressed the somewhat funny speculation just now.

how can that be possible?

Both Gin and Mezcal have become the core members of the core members with a super high task completion rate. One has been in charge of Japan for many years, and the other has been entrenched in Northern Europe for a long time. I don't know how many innocent lives die directly or indirectly in their hands every year.

He thought these two guys were undercover just now, which was ridiculous.

...

The Kansai International Airport in the early hours of the morning is still very lively, with planes taking off and landing in the sky every once in a while. The street lights in the parking lot are always on and off, and De Mezcal’s face is also clear and dim from time to time.

In order to deal with emergencies, he specially prepared two guns, one for sniping targets and the other for destroying vehicles.

It is obviously impossible to accomplish these two things in a staggered moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But if Bourbon cooperates with him, there is still a chance.

After hearing Mezcal's request, Bourbon instantly revealed an expression of disgust, he looked like a ghost, as if the gun was a vicious ghost.

Those who knew knew that he didn't want to take care of Yushi Ishikawa's life with his own hands, but those who didn't know thought he had a brain problem.

Calvados gave Bourbon a sympathetic look, then turned his head quickly.

"Ahem." In order to save the image, Bourbon had to explain, "My sniper skills are very poor, and this kind of difficult conditions should be entrusted to professional snipers."

I really believe in your ghost!

Back then, Jiang Gu Ling graduated from the police academy with the best shooting results. Even if he is best at close-range shooting, his sniper skills definitely have not fallen to the point of being described as "very poor".

Shinhan resisted the urge to roll his eyes and looked at Calvados coldly.

So Calvados had to resign himself to the co-pilot position, ready to cooperate with Mezcal as a sniper.

Bourbon got the result he wanted, and he placed a cigarette in a relaxed mood and held it in his hand: "What gift did you prepare for Belmode?"

He still feels suspicious for the hours when Mezcal disappeared alone.

Hearing this question, Calvados pricked up his ears keenly, and turned his face slightly to the back.

"Cosmetics that can keep her young forever." Xinfan smiled, "Of course, there is something else."

For example, a piece of information about Kudo Shinichi.

Calvados's face turned green: "Mezcal!"

However, Calvados' anger fell in Xinfan's eyes, but it only made him feel better.

As we all know, licking the dog to the end is nothing.