Conan's winery play house

Chapter 144 Belmod: Be careful of being bitten by dogs

After Café Poirot closed, the migrant worker Toru Amuro cleaned up and left the café.

Sitting in my white Mazda, I closed my eyes in deep contemplation.

Then the phone lit up.

He opened his eyes and answered the phone.

"Bourbon." The female voice on the other side of the phone spoke first.

"Belmod." The blond man responded calmly.

They are confirming each other's identities.

"Is it because you suddenly asked me about Avicril's character because you met him?" The female voice on the other end of the phone was charming and full of ridicule.

"Almost, he and I have become partners." The blond man sat in the car, his voice was low, and his blue-gray eyes were dim.

"Congratulations then." Belmode said with a chuckle.

"Congratulations?" Bourbon asked with interest, raising his eyebrows.

"Avi Clear is a perfect partner. He unconditionally cooperates with all the actions of his teammates. He is obedient and has high execution ability, and..." At this point, Belmode paused for a moment on purpose.

Bourbon did not urge him, but waited quietly.

"Members who have worked with him will 'fall in love' with him and play a game called house with him." Seeing that Bourbon didn't take the bait, Belmod didn't mind and said meaningfully without any embarrassment.

.

"Fall in love with him?" Bourbon's voice was subtle.

Perverted?

"The love I'm talking about is not love, but another kind of love. Do you know what Avicril calls gin?" Belmode smiled.

"...I know." Bourbon's tone was a little complicated.

Not only do I know, but I have also seen with my own eyes the scene where the other party calls Gin "daddy".

"It seems that you have already seen it. Although a man like Gin will not fall in love with anyone, do you think it is not love if Gin allows him to call him that?" Belmod asked.

A subtle and complicated expression appeared on Bourbon's face, including arrogance, disdain, and contempt.

There is no such thing as love, it is nothing more than use.

If Avicril's inventive talent is known to others, no matter who he wants to call daddy, no one will refuse.

"No matter what Gin's purpose is, the fact is that Gin allowed the other party to call him that. He would not be so indulgent with useless trash, and..." Belmod's tone was complicated.

Several times when she was pretending to be someone else and doing tasks, she met someone else, and the person came to her enthusiastically and asked her if she needed help.

Turn a blind eye to the disguise on her face.

No matter how many faces she changes, she can still be easily recognized whenever she meets the other person.

She also thought about taking advantage of Avicril, touching the boy's cheek and asking him if he wanted her to be his mother, but he refused.

He said--

"This needs to be decided by papa."

So Belmod stopped asking. Gin, that man, would not give her a chance.

If she had a puppy like Ivy Clear, she probably wouldn't want him to be recognized as his owner.

"Not only Gin, but also other people. Avicril is a very lovable child."

"Be careful of being bitten by dogs, bye." Belmod reminded him lightly and without meaning.

She did not tell Bourbon any specific things, such as the fact that the undercover agents who had worked with Avicleare were all killed by the other party, such as Avicrel being able to see through her disguise, and another example...

All traitors and undercover agents who fall into the hands of Avicril will tell everything obediently, but the price is that the undercover agents and traitors who have been interrogated by Avicril will die after the interrogation is over.

It is said that his methods went too far.

After several interrogations, the organization no longer assigns interrogation tasks to the other party.

But why did he tell Bourbon? If he was an undercover agent or a traitor, he would have been bitten to death by a hell dog that looked like a puppy.

"As always, I only half-talk." Bourbon said coldly as he hung up the phone.

He was very happy when he and others were mystics.

But when it is others' turn to engage in mysticism in front of him, he becomes very irritable.

I can also understand why Gin hates their mystical mood.

However, this does not affect his subsequent behavior in front of other people, continuing to be the same mystic as Belmode.

After ending the call with Bellmode, he took the initiative to make another call.

"Mr. Furuya." The man on the other end of the phone said in an excited voice.

"How is the investigation going on the Miyamoto family?" The blond man frowned when he heard the other party's name, but he didn't say anything, he simply asked.

"That's right, we conducted an investigation through the photos you provided about the two people... They were found, but we are just not sure whether they are the people you are looking for." Kazami Yuya reported to his superiors.

information.

"If I'm not mistaken, their names are Shuji Miyamoto and Rina Miyamoto. They are indeed a couple and they have a son."

"Their specific information has been made into archives. Do I need to send it to you?" Kazami Yuya asked.

It's a little complicated to explain on the phone, so it would be better to just hand over the compiled files to Mr. Furitani.

"Well, come here." Fangtani Ling thought for a while and said, then gave a list of addresses.

Since he saw the photos of Glenlivet and Tita in that house last time, he took pictures and saved their photos, and asked Kazami Yuya to investigate about Glenlivet and Tita. He just wanted to know about Glenlivet and Tita.

The true identities of Langlevi and Tita.

He only knew that the two of them might be named Miyamoto.

The specific identity and name are unknown.

It was obvious that those two people were dead, he looked at them dead, and even took action himself, but whether it was from what the old man said or from the information Yuya Kazami said, it all reflected the fact that those two people were dead.

The individual is still alive and even active in society.

Why can they continue to live?

While thinking about it, Rei Furitani drove the car towards the appointed place.

That's the apartment where Rei Fukiya lives.

Kazami Yuya arrived at his destination before him, and was now standing in the neatly cleaned apartment, waiting for him.

"Mr. Fukitani." Kazami Yuya held a portfolio and handed it to him respectfully with both hands.

"Thank you for your hard work." Fang Guling took the file and nodded.

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Feng Jian Yuya shook his head.

"Do you have any other instructions?" Kazami Yuya asked.

"Not yet, I will contact you when I need you." The blond man's voice was low and cold.

After getting the portfolio, I went downstairs and returned to the car. I didn't plan to stay long and drove away.

Feng Jian Yu also followed him downstairs and stood at the bottom of the apartment building to watch the other party's car leave. Then he came to where his car was parked and opened the driver's door.

The moment he opened the car door, he fell down on the seat as if he had been hit hard.

Killer Bear, who was wearing an invisibility cloak, maintained his knife movement and watched the opponent fall with satisfaction.

Then he took out the magnifying and reducing lamp, shrunk the person into smaller size, put it in his pocket and took him away.

Don't forget to close the car door for the other party.

(End of chapter)