Conan's winery play house

When it comes to national tax issues, it is inconvenient for Zhuhoshi to say anything in public.

He just watched those involved, whether injured or not, being sent to the hospital by his subordinates, and then looked back and no longer cared about the matter.

The follow-up of this case can be left to Megure Jusan and Shiratori Rensaburo. After all, in addition to being the investigating police officers, they are also parties to the case.

There are no more suitable people to deal with it than them.

Soon, members of Jiang Shouhuang's family arrived at the scene in their cars and took their young master back in fear.

Watching the three families leave, Zhuxing Yiping's eyes fell on the two remaining elementary school students, his eyes a little subtle.

One is his cousin, and the other is a child of the Miyamoto family.

Two troubles.

"You two, come with me and take my car..." Zhuxing Yihei sighed and said helplessly.

After sending these two back, the car will be sent for cleaning, after all, the water stains on their bodies will wet the interior of his car.

I need to change my car in the next two days.

Hideki Morohoshi naturally opened the back seat door and got into the car, saying hello to his friends.

"I'm not a dedicated driver..." Ippei Morohoshi looked slightly troubled as he watched the two elementary school students get into the back seat without hesitation.

My cousin is still not prepared to save face for his cousin today.

"Drive quickly." Morohoshi Hideki urged confidently.

He treats everyone, or rather everyone whose status is inferior to him, with a naturally arrogant attitude.

Even people with higher status than him can only make him behave a little bit.

"Sorry for the trouble." The white-haired boy thanked him politely.

It's just that this etiquette is very perfunctory.

It's like saying "I'm causing trouble for you" but actually not caring about it at all.

Whether it is the kind of his cousin or the kind of Miyamoto children, they are all equally arrogant.

"It's really..." Zhu Xingyiping got into the car and started the car, but the corners of his raised lips did not fall down.

What should I say? Do you play with just the same kind of people?

No matter how well-behaved he looks, if he can play with his cousin, how can he really be an ordinary well-behaved child.

No one said a word for the rest of the journey. Morohoshi Ippei didn't even open the window, fearing that the two naked children would catch a fever due to the wind.

He first sent Aito Miyamoto to his home, and after watching him enter the house, Ippei Morohoshi started the car and left.

He glanced at his cousin through the rearview mirror and saw that his face, which was not very white at first, was almost as white as a pretty boy. Not only was he not worried, he even joked:

"You really want to save face in front of your friends. You were sweating coldly in pain and yet you didn't say a word."

But it is indeed Hideki’s character.

"As the leader of the team, no matter what happens, I have to stay calm. I want to maintain my image of being omnipotent and capable in front of them." Morohoshi Hideki looked down at his toes, not paying much attention.

Turning to look out the window.

"You can't easily say that you can't do it, let alone cry out in pain whenever you get hurt."

"You need to pay a price for omnipotence in the eyes of others." He said in a low voice with an indescribable maturity on his still young face.

And Aito, in their eyes, is more capable than anyone else.

This also means that the price paid by the other party may be heavier than anyone else.

…

"Aqiu——" After Miyamoto Aito entered the door and saw the figures of Ireland and Bourbon sitting on the sofa in the living room, he blinked slowly and sneezed.

The next second, Ireland stood up.

"The school notified Bourbon that you disappeared with a few people after a helicopter crashed..." He walked up to the boy, looked at the boy who was still dripping, and reached out to touch the boy's wet penis.

Hair, frowning and speaking.

"Why are you in such a mess?" He was not worried that Avicril would be easily injured.

Even if a helicopter crashes and explodes at the school where the other person is studying, I still don't think that the other person will be easily injured.

But the facts before him now seemed to prove that his idea was wrong.

Avicril needs to be protected.

Once out of his sight, accidents will happen.

"An accident happened. Hideki and I went to an undersea restaurant to find a serial murderer. Then the prisoner blew up the restaurant, and everyone had to swim back..." The white-haired boy lowered his head, dejected.

's opening.

"My clothes are all wet." His tone was full of frustration.

It's like he cares more about his wet clothes than himself.

"Undersea restaurant? That aquacrytal restaurant that hasn't officially opened yet?" Bourbon, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly said in a strange tone.

Speaking of which, on his way back, he passed by the restaurant where the explosion occurred.

So Avicril was in the water over there at that time...

"Yes." Aito nodded.

The next second, he was easily hugged by Ireland.

"Go take a shower and change your clothes first. Don't get sick." The fierce-looking man didn't care that his clothes were getting wet, but said with concern to the young man in his arms.

"Oh~ good daddy." Bourbon raised his eyebrows and joked.

However, Ireland ignored his intention and quickly carried Avicril upstairs without even looking at Bourbon.

The dark-skinned man with white hair and blue eyes curled his lips in boredom and sat slumped on the sofa.

It would be ridiculous if a monster would catch a cold or fever due to this reason.

According to him, the little monster sneezed immediately when he saw the two of them after entering the door, which was full of pretentious accidents.

He really spared no effort in playing the role of an ordinary human child.

I don’t understand why the other party did this, but...

If you can understand monsters, doesn't that mean you are also a monster?

Monsters are monsters precisely because they cannot be understood by humans.

Ireland stood in the boy's room, watching the robot Robert take the clothes that Avicril had changed to clean, and then watching the boy after taking a bath wearing dry long-sleeved pajamas, wearing a shirt that was a little damp from the heat.

Walking out of the bathroom with a red face.

He picked up a dry towel nearby, covered the other person's head, and gently wiped the other person's hair with his hands.

He used a hair dryer to blow the boy's hair until it was fluffy and dry, and then he took his hand back with satisfaction.

Seeing Avicril's drowsy appearance, he naturally reached out and carried the boy back to his room.

As soon as he put the person on the bed and covered him with the quilt, he saw that the young man suddenly became energetic and sat up.

"I almost forgot, I also want to send a message to Brother Ace of Spades..." He took out his mobile phone from somewhere in his pajamas and started sending messages to people.

"Ace of spades? Will that guy reply to your message?" Ireland asked slightly surprised.

Ace of Spades is a very willful guy when it comes to chatting, and almost never replies to members' messages.

Replying to messages depends solely on your mood.

Although it's not a good thing to say, Ace of Spades is indeed a bad gambler who is addicted to gambling.

At least this is the image the other party presents to the outside world.

I once played a secret high-stakes gamble with several rich people in the organized casino, and won a billion dollars from the rich people in one night. I was almost killed by the rich people who paid me to kill him.

Just when the rich people were preparing to kill the blind guy as soon as he came out of the casino, the ace of spades lost all the billions he won to the rich people the next day.

He even lost an extra 100 million.

No one thinks about whether the opponent lost on purpose or because he was really weak.

Of course, there is no real winner in gambling. Even if the ace of spades loses all the winnings, there will still be others who win money from the rich.

It's just that the amount is not large in comparison.

And the other party has held such a bet more than once.

All in all, he is a guy who hangs out in various gold-spending dens and makes people confused about his true identity.

"Did he ask you to borrow money?" Ireland thought about it and felt that only for this reason could the Ace of Spades return the news about Aiwe Lier.

And the loan is not a small amount, it has to be a large amount of money.

"Huh? No, Brother Ace of Spades is not short of money..." Aito shook his head.

Ace of Spades is engaged in casino business, and there is no shortage of money at all.

"And he doesn't reply to my messages very often." Aito raised his phone and glanced at the message page for Ireland.

Looking up, almost all the news comes from Aiwe Kelier.

Ace of Spades didn't reply at all.

Ireland's eyes were fixed, and her expression gradually became complicated.

In this aspect, Avicril is like a flame that never goes out, not caring about any cold treatment, and only wants to get closer to the iceberg.

Will Avril be hurt by Ace of Spades' attitude? Probably not.

It seems that as long as you finish sending the message to the other party, even if you don't receive a reply, it is enough.

In terms of relationships, Avicril is too humble to please.

But Ireland has long known this.

People will never forget the things they couldn't get when they were young. This is the case for Avicril, and so is he.

He couldn't change himself, and naturally he couldn't change Ai Vikriel.

The only thing that can be done is to stand by and watch.

After all, he is still there, and there will be no problems with Aiweqlier.

He behaves like a puppy who is full of wishful thinking and enthusiasm.

Ace of Spades is the person in charge of running the organization's casino business.

His specialty is... his trickery and top-notch gambling skills.