Conan's winery play house

Too happy, Aiweilier...

Ireland watched this scene with confused eyes.

It can be seen that Avicril is very much looking forward to the opportunity mentioned by Gin and has been waiting for a long time.

But...what opportunity is it?

He originally thought that Avicril would be unhappy after seeing the news about Shirley.

Even when Gin called and said that Shirley would be imprisoned in the gas chamber, Ireland thought that Avicril might be so uncomfortable that she would cry.

He also thought about how to comfort the child.

However, the development was different from what he imagined, and Avicril was really happy.

Even after hanging up the phone, the smile on his face looked more vivid than before.

The method he envisioned to coax the child suddenly had no chance of being used.

It's a little pity, and I think it's a good thing that Avicril won't be sad because of this, but I also feel it's a little...subtly complicated.

If you have a good relationship with Shirley, you should be sad, right? Why are you so happy?

"I'm going to find Shiho-san in a moment..." Aito sat on the bed and shook his legs happily, with an innocent and bright look on his face.

"No, she should be called Sister Shirley." He suddenly changed his name to the other party.

Miyano Shiho and Miyano Akemi are sisters, and Shirley belongs to the organization.

So he should call Shirley.

"I'm a little curious about whether your relationship with Shirley is on good terms." Ireland bent down to straighten his collar and whispered.

"Me and Sister Shirley?" As if he didn't know how to respond to Ireland's words, the white-haired boy fell into deep thought.

"It seems like you like her very much, but I feel like..." Something's wrong.

Ireland did not say the last words, but felt helpless.

Avril seemed to like Shirley very much, but when he heard that she was going to be imprisoned in the gas chamber, his expression was not nervous or worried, but happy.

And the message Shirley sent to Ivy Clear also felt... malicious.

If it were him, when the organization wanted to deal with him, he would not have sent a message to Avicril, nor would he even tell Avicril about it.

Because before being dealt with, no matter who you contact, that person will also be targeted by the organization.

And if Avicril resents the organization because of this, or wants to stop the organization's behavior, more than one person will be dealt with by then.

"The relationship was good before, but after knowing that I killed Sister Mingmei, it wasn't so good..." Aito thought carefully about what to say.

"Sister Shirley doesn't like me very much anymore, but I still like her very much."

"But she will like me again soon." He said in a serious and determined tone.

"Is it because of the opportunity?" Ireland asked as he put on his suit jacket.

"I hope you get what you want first." He put on a watch for himself.

"Well, this is the opportunity that I have been waiting for for a long time. It will definitely succeed." The young man's feet finally landed and he stood there with a gentle and well-behaved posture. He said expectantly and surely.

However, Ireland checked the other person's clothes and made sure that he was wearing them correctly before nodding and reaching out to pat the other person's head.

"You can go down now." He said.

Avril's clothes may seem simple but are actually a bit difficult to put on, so you need to check the details again after wearing them.

But so far, it seems that he has not made any mistakes.

As for Avi Clear and Shirley...

With Gin's intervention, I'm afraid the outcome is already doomed.

Avril will have the ending he expected.

Although Ireland didn't know how it ended, he didn't care how it ended.

As long as Avril is happy, that'll be fine.

He is full of indulgence, like a parent who dotes on his children without any bottom line. No matter what his children do, he will never think that his children are wrong.

Just like how Tequila was beaten half-dead, he only felt that it was Tequila's fault for deliberately provoking him.

Avril was a well-behaved child, but he had also seen the other person's appearance when he was on a mission, so he never thought that the other person was an absolutely harmless ordinary child.

This does not prevent him from treating Aiwe Kelir with the same attitude as ordinary children.

He likes Avicril, so no matter what he does, he is willing to support him.

"Thank you, Uncle Ireland." The white-haired boy hugged him, then raised his head to look at him.

Ireland naturally bent down and let Avicril kiss his cheek, and then kissed the other person's cheek back.

This is the way Ivy Clear likes to greet and say thank you, a typical American enthusiasm.

Avicril was thanking him for dressing the other person.

I have always been a very polite child.

"Do you need me to carry you down?" he asked with a smile.

"Yes!" The young man reached out to him without any hesitation, showing pure trust.

Ireland admitted that he was pleased by this look of 100% trust. On the one hand, he liked Avicril because the other person was somewhat similar to him when he was a child. On the other hand... it was more because of Avicril's character.

It's hard not to be moved by the other person's appearance.

So Ireland easily picked up the other person, picked up the shrunken stuffed bear on the side, stuffed it into the other person's arms, opened the door and walked out of the room.

Avicril likes this stuffed bear wearing the same clothes as Gin very much. He hugs it wherever he goes.

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Downstairs hall.

"Hey, Tequila, are you awake?" The white-haired man held a dagger and stabbed Tequila's bandaged face with the handle.

Mina Intekila remained motionless, with her eyes closed tightly, as if she was not out of danger yet.

"...You don't think I'm an idiot, so you can't tell that you're pretending to sleep, right?" Bourbon touched his chin, replaced the handle of the knife with the tip, and picked up the bandage on Tequila's face and asked.

Tequila opened his eyes angrily and stared at him.

But because he was wrapped in bandages, his eyes looked like slits.

"Ho..." Tequila opened his mouth with difficulty, but could only make a breathy sound with unknown meaning.

"Forget it, just keep pretending to be dead." Bourbon uninterestedly pulled out the needle from the opponent's hand and took away the hanging IV drip and blood bag.

Tequila stretched out his hand toward Bourbon, but as expected, nothing was retained.

The man's white hair was so dazzling that it almost made Tequila close his eyes and cry.

Guys with white hair are so annoying.

He announced that from today on, he hates white hair the most.

Gin, Ivy Clear, Bourbon, three white-haired psychos!

One said he liked to be beaten and caused him to be beaten like this; the other believed that he liked to be beaten and beat him like this with his own hands; the one who was not a human being even took out the needles for his blood transfusion and intravenous drip.

Still have white hair.

All white-haired people are mentally ill! No one is normal!

Even though Gin's hair is actually silver, Tequila classified it as white.

All in all, they are mentally ill!

After hearing the footsteps going downstairs, Tequila quickly closed her eyes.

The other two psychopaths are coming, so he might as well continue to pretend to be dead.