Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

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After receiving the "Shangfang Sword" given by gin, Xinfan immediately pushed out the door with confidence.

At the same time, Silas was unconvincingly seized by Pisk and was in danger.

"Since there is nothing to talk about between us, then I will send you to reunite with your parents!" Pisk was about to press the trigger, and suddenly heard the movement behind him, he was decisively between Masan Supei and unknown danger. I chose the latter.

Being pointed with a gun, Xinfan's expression is still very calm: "Pisk, don't use that thing at me, it will make me misunderstand that you intend to betray the organization."

Seeing him, Pisk's expression slowed down, and he put down the gun and pointed Silas again: "Give me a minute, let me clear the door first."

"Clean up the door?" Xinfan sneered, "What qualifications do you have to execute members with codes without permission?"

Pisk turned his head in astonishment: "A member with a code name?!"

"Why, don't you know? Masan Supei, codenamed Shiraz, used to be the agent in charge of organizing the Nordic region." Xinfan paused and added, "His authority is higher than you."

Of course, he was talking about the past, and now Silas has become a little brother again, and there is no way out.

"No! This is impossible! His parents died in the hands of the organization, how could he join the organization?" Pisk couldn't believe it.

Xinfan didn't want to tell him more, and said coldly, "Pisk, put down the gun."

"No! I can't let him live. If he doesn't kill him, one day he will kill me in turn!" Pisk was already a little crazy at this time. He wanted to kill Masan Supei frantically, even if he had been against him. The child felt guilty.

Xinfan didn't hesitate, he raised his hand with a shot, directly knocking out the Browning M1935 in Pisk's hand.

Pisk was in pain. He didn't care about his injury. Instead, he reached out to pick up the pistol that fell on the ground, but Xinfan had already stepped on it first.

"Pisk, don't you know?" Xinfan's eyes filled with sympathy, "Just now, that person gave the order to execute you."

Pisk raised his head and looked at him: "...what are you talking about?"

"The reporter who participated in the memorial service took the picture of you raising your gun and aiming at the crystal lamp. You have been exposed." Xinfan crouched slightly, and put the muzzle of the gun to the temple of Episk. "You have been in the organization for so many years. Is it clear what the end of the exposure is?"

"Impossible!!!" Pisk shook his head in a panic, "I have been saddled with the organization for a lifetime, and he can't do this to me! Isn't it Rum? Does Rum want to clean up us veterans?"

Shinshige sneered: "You still think about how you will explain to Mrs. Yamada Kyoko later."

After all, he gently pressed the trigger. With a "bang--" sound, Pisk fell to the ground, blood spurted out instantly, and it fell on Xinfan's black clothes, but no trace was visible.

Sila was frightened by the scene before him, and he stood there blankly, not daring to move.

When Xinfan saw this, he was helpless and didn't know what to say. Should he comfort him?

But how can you comfort this kind of thing?

Without letting Sila do it himself, this is already his gentleness as a senior.

Xinfan stepped forward and patted Sila on the shoulder, and said warmly, "I know you can't accept it for a while. Let's go back and talk about it."

Sila followed him silently and walked out of the wine cellar.

However, before they opened the door, the wooden door opened by itself.

As soon as the gin came in, Shiraz was stunned.

He missed his body a little disgustingly, and looked at Xinfan: "Resolved?"

"Well," Xinfan didn't look at Pisk much. He calmly passed the corpse that was more miserable than Shigehiko Swallowing, and walked to Gin. "Why are you here? Didn't you say that there are other tasks?"

"Vodka alone is enough." Gin's eyes burned with interest. "Shirley has already provoke my car by invading my car and installing a bug. How can I let that person down?

"Besides, I'm not the only person who appeared outside of the plan, don't you think, Mezcal?"

Although Sila hadn't slowed down, he still stiffened for a moment. He realized with hindsight that his reckless behavior today has brought an immeasurable impact on Mezcal.

Xinfan turned to the side and helped Sila to block the gin addicted gaze: "I will explain today's matter to the gentleman personally. You don't have to worry about me."

It is true that he killed Pisk because of Silas, but Pisk has revealed that it has become a fact that the gentleman was at best angry that the chess piece in his hand was disobedient, but he would not do anything to him for it.

If it doesn't work, I will do a few more tasks to restore my image and status in the eyes of that gentleman. Anyway, Xinfan is mentally prepared for this kind of thing as early as the first day I joined the organization.

"I don't have time to be nosy." Gin frowned after scanning a week. "Aren't you going to clean up this place?"

"It's not necessary. Even if the entire restaurant is blown up, the police can find out the true cause of Pisk's death. I have done a very clean job and will not involve myself or the organization."

Xinfan said that, and Gin didn't question any more~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's just that he always felt awkward at this disguised face.

Gin snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "You are so dedicated. You still use Watanabe's face at this time, and you don't even let your voice go."

"It's not dedication, it's professionalism."

Xinfan looks like you don't understand.

What does gin know? In this room, there is Conan with the protagonist's halo. If he used Mezcal's face and voice, wouldn't it be equivalent to spreading his identity in front of the protagonist group?

It is impossible to take off the vest, and it will never be possible.

Although Nobuhira is still quite confident that Mezcal's face will not remind Conan of Nobuhiro Asano, all possibilities will be killed in the cradle.

The three people in the black organization left after leaving a corpse, and Conan hiding in the fireplace could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He kept hanging himself in the fireplace with his belt, because the conversation of the man in black became more and more vigorous, and Conan was really unwilling to leave halfway, so he insisted on listening.

He first witnessed a **** "love and hatred", and then he was surprised that the kind and weak Watanabe was a member of the organization, and even more surprised that Masan Suhei was also a black organization, which seemed to be quite powerful, and then I heard the new code name "Shirley" from the mouth of the gin, and finally it was the heaviest——

Watanabe Hisa turned out to be Mezcal! !

From Gin's words, we can know that Watanabe is just a disguised identity of Mezcal, he may easily become Watanabe, or even the name is fabricated.

This is exactly in line with Conan's previous speculation: Toru Amuro is Mezcal, and he is easily known as Watanabe Hisashi to participate in the organization's operation.

And because Tou Amuro's attitude was very ambiguous, he "kindly" reminded Conan to come over and listen to the corner after the memorial meeting was over.

there is only one truth!