Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Oda Kirito didn't expect that Tuanzi would appear suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, and reminded, "Feichi, your panda is drinking."

Chi Feichi also saw the behavior of Tuanzi putting the wine bottle back, and felt that all of them were spoiled by Feichi, and he was not surprised by this situation, so he said calmly, "I drank it all, it's too late to say anything now , don’t worry, it’s gastrointestinal discomfort at most, and the medical team can solve it.”

"It's fine if you think it's okay," Oda Kiritoshi also saw that the band members were still in a daze, and pushed the lead singer beside him to the stage, "Okay, let's start the performance when you're ready!"

"Wait, wait a minute! That's a giant panda, right?" The lead singer, who was pushed by Oda Kirito, was unwilling to look back at Tuanzi, "I don't need my part of the performance fee that was agreed before. I want to touch the panda. If It would be even better if we could take a photo together…”

Chi Feichi took the lead and answered, "We pay the performance fee the same, and touching pandas and taking photos are fine. I hope everyone will show their best performance."

A certain lead singer immediately raised his hand with a serious face, gestured an "Ok" gesture, and the next second, he jumped onto the stage in three or two steps, pulled the microphone stand, and shouted excitedly, "Now it's time to perform—"

The person who was pushing suddenly ran away, Odagiri Toshi who almost fell forward and fell to the ground: "..."

Before you run so fast next time, please consider whether someone will fall. He is now the boss of the largest entertainment company in Japan, and he needs to save face, thank you.

...

Encouraged by "touching the panda" and "taking a photo with the giant panda", the two orchestras showed their true skills as soon as they came on stage, and entered the state with enthusiasm under the competition of their opponents.

The yard was noisy, and Conan heard the movement in the wooden house, so he didn't rush to look in the yard, insisted on wandering around, looked around the wooden house, and even went to see Toru Amuro in the lounge.

Before Conan was about to enter the room, Toru Amuro put away his mobile phone and pretended to be asleep, which did not let Conan discover the problem.

More than half an hour later, Mao Lilan thought that Conan had left for a long time, so she went into the wooden house worriedly, and bumped into Conan who found nothing in the stairwell on the second floor.

Conan didn't get anything, so he followed Mao Lilan back to the yard first, frowned and recalled the feeling that the suspicious sight gave him, walked to the place where he was sitting, and was suddenly pulled by Mao Lilan, looking back at Mao Lilan suspiciously, "ah?"

Mao Lilan bent down and pulled Conan, but turned her head to look in the direction of the stage, pointed to the stage with the other hand in a daze, "Ke, Conan, that..."

When the two orchestras sang a magnificent song together, a certain giant panda stood in front of the stage, jumping, kicking, rolling, roaring, and pounding the ground crazily, feeling out of order.

Next to the two, a drunk uncle happily said to Mao Lilan, "The group is performing a fight for us! Isn't it great?"

Mao Lilan, Conan: "..."

It looks... a bit of a fighting look, but the movements are not the same as human fighting movements, and the performance is a bit irritable.

"What, I think it is drinking too much!" Another drunken uncle interrupted, "I think it is drinking too much, it has already drank half a bottle of beer!"

Mao Lilan and Conan: "?!"

What? These people actually let the dumpling drink? Don't worry about the dumpling getting drunk and smashing everyone here?

No matter what the dumplings are, they are still bears!

"That's not true!" Mori Kogoro retorted, "That's fighting! You guys don't understand, so stop talking nonsense!"

A certain young detective was almost drunk, and kept staring at the performance of the dumpling, smiling and applauding, "It's amazing! No matter what, it looks amazing!"

A certain group raised his fist and raised his leg: "Ho Ho! Ho Ho!"

"You guys are really..." Someone approached Shangchi Feichi to ask for confirmation, "Feichi, what do you think? Is Tuanzi a fight?"

"Maybe...the Chinese Drunken Fist," Chi Feichi said uncertainly, adding, "It adapted itself."

It's the kind that looks a little tricky, but is actually a mess, and the combo is not smooth. It's not a problem to throw it into Drunken Master's self-edited version.

What's more, Tuanzi really drank.

Mao Lilan took Conan to Chi Feichi's side, and amidst the passionate music, he shouted, "Brother Feichi! Is Tuanzi drinking?"

Chi Feichi also raised his voice and replied, "Don't worry, it's not drunk."

Mao Lilan, Conan: "..."

These people are really worrying.

...

At eleven o'clock, the roaring of bears, musical instruments, singing, and human screaming finally stopped.

The two band members happily lined up to touch the dumplings and take photos with the dumplings. Those who had finished taking pictures went to the side to watch others play pandas and drink with the detective team.

During the concert, the people in the audience didn't drink much, and they sobered up a little. Driven by the orchestra members, they chatted about the interesting things they had encountered, and then drank again.

Chi Feichi was on the sidelines 'fanning the flames', making a group of people have a drink happily from time to time, but he deliberately controlled the amount of alcohol he drank, never drinking half a sip if he could.

A group of people were drinking in full swing, but no one noticed that Tuanzi found a bottle of beer at the bottom of an unoccupied table next to him, bit off the bottle cap by himself, and happily returned to the group of people with the beer bottle in his arms. An uncle lying on a chair with an empty glass in his hand.

The uncle, who was so drunk that he couldn't find the sky, looked up and saw the wine bottle, and consciously handed over the empty glass in his hand, "Drink, drink...thank you."

Under the surprised eyes of others, Tuanzi leaned over the bottle and poured a little more than half a glass of beer for the other party. After pouring, he touched the other party's glass with the beer bottle.

"Ding!"

"cheers!"

Amid the crisp crashing sound, the uncle immediately raised his glass to drink.

Tuanzi also held the beer bottle high, raised his head and took a sip of the wine.

Mao Lilan, who was not drinking, immediately turned to look at Chi Feichi, "F-Brother Feichi..."

The giant pandas from Brother Feichi's house are drinking again!

Conan: "..."

And also pour wine for people, clink glasses with people and drink together.

Is the learning ability and imitation ability of giant pandas so strong?

No, wait a minute, now the problem is, with the strength of the dumpling, he can be flattened with a single slap, if the dumpling drinks too much...

"Tuanzi, drink less, don't get drunk." Facing Mao Lilan's horrified eyes asking for help, Chi Feichi coordinated with Tuanzi.

The next second, Tuanzi happily ran up to Chi Feichi, held up the bottle and clinked a glass with Chi Feichi.

Considering that this was his first time drinking with Tuanzi, Chi Feichi raised his glass and took a sip while Tuanzi was drinking.

On the side, an uncle detective got up, staggered two steps to the side of the dumpling, put his arms around the dumpling, and handed the cup to the dumpling, "You look strange, are you new here? Come... let's have a drink too! "

Tuanzi hugged the beer bottle and touched the other party, watching the other party drink, put down the glass, and poured half a glass of beer into the other's empty glass.

"Ah, thank you!" A certain uncle detective smiled happily, raised his glass to drink, and clapped his hands around Tuanzi's shoulders, "However, you are too introverted if you don't say a word like this!"

Chi Feichi: "..."

He felt that Tuanzi could vomit all these people.

Mao Lilan, Conan: "..."

Drunk people can't be provoked, and it's hard to tell the difference between a human and a panda.

Seeing that the dumpling was pouring wine for the other party and preparing to drink herself, Mao Lilan hurriedly asked Conan to step back, and under Conan's nervous gaze, ran to the dumpling, and suddenly realized that no matter how good her karate skills were, she couldn't drag the dumpling away, so she froze for a moment , coaxing the dumpling not to drink with a dry smile.

Conan: "..."

Hey, is this helpful?

Mao Lilan's efforts did not work. The result of interfering with the group's drinking was that the group pretended to be stupid and poured beer into an empty glass, and pushed it to the table in front of Mao Lilan. Pour wine.

Just like you can't stop Tuanzi from holding a wine bottle and pouring wine, Mao Lilan can't stop a group of uncles who are indiscriminate between people and bears from hugging Tuanzi to drink, and can't stop someone from hooking up with Tuanzi, boasting that Tuanzi is good at drinking, and calling Tuanzi brothers and sisters .

A group of drunkards mixed in with a panda, as harmonious as it should have been.

When Chi Fei went to the bathroom late, a group of people who were already drunk were all thrown to the ground by the dumpling.

Except for Mao Lilan and Conan, who were not drinking, no one was sitting properly, while Tuanzi was happily shaking a wine bottle aside, shaking out the beer in the bottle as a sprinkler.

When Mao Lilan heard someone coming out of the wooden house, she looked up, with a dull expression on her face, "Brother Feichi..."

"Are you all drunk?" Chi Feichi took a look, and after confirming that no one was trampled by the dumpling, he turned and went to the wooden house, "Wait a minute, I'll ask the waiter to help them go in and rest, please pay attention , don't let the group trample on anyone."

Mao Lilan: "..."

Brother Feichi also knows that this situation is very dangerous for people...

Conan: "..."

If Tuanzi really drank too much and stood up to punch, it is estimated that he can only stop it with a stretchable strap. If one is not good, the pile on the ground will die!

Duanzi's drinking capacity is better than Mao Lilan and Conan imagined. Of course, it is also related to the fact that other people have a drink, and the dumpling shakes out of the bottle after taking a sip.

No matter what, Tuanzi sat obediently on the ground and waited for Chi Feichi to come back, and even helped share the work of carrying the drunkard to the room.

Chi Feichi asked the bar staff to arrange a small room with bedding for Mao Lilan and Conan on the second floor. After Mao Lilan and Conan left, he asked the staff to deliver three cases of beer to the big room on the first floor.

It's only twelve o'clock in the morning, and it's still early for the nightlife to end.

The first batch of drunk people should be sober. At that time, people will be in a state of being in a daze and able to sit up and drink, which is most suitable for fooling around and drinking.

After a group of drunkards entered the door, An Shitou consciously moved to a corner and lay down. After hearing the movement of things being moved and put away at the door, he continued to lie flat until he heard the voice of the waiter saying goodbye, Chi Feichi thanking him and closing the door. Opening his eyes, he sat up and looked at Chi Feichi who was standing next to two stacks of beer crates in doubt, "Consultant?"

Seeing that the others were still awake, Chi Feichi invited Amuro Toru, "Drink?"

Toru Amuro lay back down again and closed his eyes.

He doesn't drink, he refuses!

But is it so scary for consultants to drink alcohol?

I didn't talk about the previous rounds of drinking, and then it was time for music and snacks. After pouring so many people, the consultant was not only awake, but actually wanted to continue drinking.