Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Conan's toast does not eat fine wine (!

Is Bourbon in trouble?

maybe.

But Belmode was not entirely right, even Bourbon himself realized that his state was not quite right at this time. Although Jiang Gu Ling thought he was calm and very clear-headed.

So why does he bother about Akai's subordinates?

If you accidentally expose your identity, it will not be worth the loss!

However... he couldn't ignore the tension in his heart, he had to admit that he was worried about Mezcal, he was terribly afraid of him.

You can't die, you have to live, and then let me take revenge on Akai Hideichi!

Bourbon grabbed the doctor all the way to the interrogation room, and when they entered, the room was so quiet as if there were no people living at all.

The man who was still trembling shrank in the middle, his hands were still fixed on the shelf by handcuffs, and the place where his wrist and metal touched had been scratched.

The doctor stumbled to Mezcal's side and measured Mezcal with the thermometer in the medical kit.

"Thirty-eight nine degrees." The doctor sighed. "He just has a fever."

"It's just a fever?" Bourbon's eyes were filled with suspicion. "You'd better think clearly before answering. Mezcal hides the information Rum wants. He can't die."

"I know I know." The doctor nodded hurriedly. "However, further examinations cannot be performed here. Do you want to move him out?"

Belmode immediately spread his hands: "I don't have this authority."

Bourbon groaned: "I'll send an email to Rum."

Although Rum has given Mezcal full responsibility to him, in theory, he can make this decision unilaterally. However, out of caution, Bourbon still applied to Rum.

Rum responded quickly: "You decide for yourself, don't let him die."

Very well, the organization does not want Mezcal to die for the time being, which has bought them valuable time.

Heal the wound for Mezcal first, at least until he can walk by himself, before implementing the next step.

Bourbon unlocked Mezcal's handcuffs and put him down.

The doctor used the portable retractable stretcher that had just been taken out of the laboratory and, together with Bourbon, carried Mezcal to the hospital bed in the infirmary.

Said it is a medical "room", it actually covers a large area, which is as big as a small hospital. In addition to the lack of beds, the equipment that large hospitals should have is not bad, and the hospitals don’t have everything here.

As soon as Mezcal was lying on the hospital bed, the doctor put on him an oxygen mask and put many small round iron pieces on his body, which were used to monitor the heart.

Of course, the movement here did not escape Qing Muxun's ears. He put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and walked over.

Hoon Aoki circled the ward, staring at the doctor's operation and watching for a while. Finally, when the doctor was about to do the B-ultrasound examination, he said: "Okay, you go out, I will do the rest. "

"Yes!" The doctor agreed without thinking.

Bourbon frowned and looked at Aoki Hoon: "What are you going to do?"

"Check, then help." Aoki Hoon succinctly answered Bourbon's question, and then performed a B-ultrasound check with skill.

Neither Bourbon nor Belmode can understand, but this does not prevent Yutani from questioning Aoki Hoon.

Sorry, he looks very unreliable.

"It's just an inspection, I don't think you should bother Researcher Aoki to do it yourself, right?" Bourbon asked with no face.

Hoon Aoki ignored him: "The medicine Mezcal injected was developed by me. His symptoms seem to be related to the side effects of the medicine. It should be better after a while. But if you don’t worry, it’s not a problem to have a full-body examination. Can."

"Drugs?" Bellmode asked with interest, "what kind of drugs?"

Hoon Aoki glanced at her: "Code name?"

"Belmod."

"You do not have permission."

Belmode: "...Do you need me to tell you my code name to know that I don't have permission?"

"Just to confirm, this is necessary."

"This joke is very cold." Belmode narrowed his eyes. "You are not suitable for telling a joke at all."

Hoon Aoki was sincerely surprised: "I never make a joke."

"I know. But you will always be like this in the future." Belmode's gaze fell on the man with his eyes closed on the hospital bed, his tone could not be distinguished from his emotions, "Just like Mezcal, he used to have a personality. It’s not that bad either."

Belmode found that she almost couldn't remember the rumors of Mezcal that she had heard before, but since seeing this man, he has kept surprise her.

Mezcal is a man you know he is dangerous, but you can't help but want to approach him.

Although... her approach is selfish.

Who can have no selfishness at all?

Both Bourbon and Belmode are elderly members of the organization. They know that they shouldn't talk too much if they don't have permission. From this moment on, only the ticking of vital signs monitoring equipment is left in the ward.

Hoon Aoki quickly completed all the inspections, and during this period, Mezcal has been very calm, it seems that it is the sequelae that Hoon Aoki said will disappear soon.

"Okay, you can take him away." Hoon Aoki paused, "Or it's okay to stay here, I happen to have an experiment..."

"Can't you say what kind of drugs?" Belmode asked suddenly.

Aoki Ho: "..."

He was silent for two seconds before saying: "It's nothing more than what makes him speak the truth, but the effect is not enough, so he didn't ask anything."

Belmode nodded clearly: "This is our undercover agent. Even if we feed Veritaserum, even if they cut off all their retreats, they still won't say anything."

In fact, Mezcal’s treatment has been considered very good, at least the organization has kept his life for unknown reasons. Otherwise, in accordance with the organization's usual handling style, Mezcal would have been executed as early as the moment when the evidence was conclusive.

Hoon Aoki printed out all the inspection results and handed them to Bourbon: "Are you relieved now?"

Bourbon wondered: "When did I worry?"

Belmode: "..."

Aoki Ho: "..."

Well, you just need to be happy.

Belmode suddenly said without beginning and ending: "You know what, Bourbon, actually gin looks a lot like you."

Bourbon: "???"

Is he like that pervert? But don't ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He can't be like gin to anyone!

By the way, there is also Shuichi Akai!

Mezcal's test results did not appear to be problematic.

Bourbon pointed to one of the radiographs and asked Hoon Aoki: "Is there any problem with his heart?"

He can still remember Dr. Aso's worries before.

However, Hoon Aoki took a look and calmly replied, "There is no problem, the heart is normal."

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