Conan's winery play house

Chapter 586 of Conan: Playing House at the Winery Main Volume: What a scumbag. This man is not Aviciel.

Keir was shocked by the news.

So where is Avicril?

The address given by Whiskey is here, which means this man lives with Aiwe Clear?

What is their relationship?

Speaking of which, the lip prints on the other party's body were probably left by Avicril, right?

Keir glanced at the marks on the other party's body without any trace.

The messy lip prints didn't look like they were left by a single person.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the traces formed by hugging you from left to right.

"What are you looking at?" The man with off-white hair raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He obviously didn't do anything, but his eyes and smile gave people the illusion that he was being teased.

"Oh, these..." He also looked down at himself, and his face became clear when he saw his wrinkled shirt, which was full of wine smell and lipstick marks.

He patted the folds of his shirt casually and said, "They are all adults, you should understand, right?"

hehe.

Do you understand that you are a playboy?

Keir was speechless in his heart.

"Where's Avicril?" She didn't bother to say anything to a person who was not the target of the mission, and asked directly.

"Don't worry, we'll see you soon." Playboy Toru Miyamoto clapped his hands.

"Robert, open the curtains, turn on the air filtration system, and notify Ivy to come downstairs. Guests have arrived." He shouted from where he sat.

Who is Robert?

Before Keir could ask a question, a round robot that looked like a trash can rolled out.

"Robert received——" The face on the LCD screen was an expression composed of green data.

The curtains opened automatically, but the windows were not opened, but the curtains swayed slightly without any wind.

It should be the cause of the air filtration system.

Full machine automatic home?

Kiel, who had seen the world, was at best a little surprised, but not shocked at all.

Although this kind is rare, it is not impossible.

As for the robot...it doesn't seem to have anything special at the moment.

At most, it makes people sigh, the living standard of Avicril is quite high, after all, such a home costs a lot of money.

On the one hand, they want to send people to monitor Avicril, but at the same time, they treat Avicril so well?

Moreover... the mission given by Whiskey was just surveillance, and it didn't even say what to do if there was really a problem with Avicril.

It seems that Avicril's value is very high.

Higher values ​​often mean more is known.

Kil rarely became curious about the mission target.

And this curiosity reached its peak when he saw Avicril himself.

That’s not to say that Avicril is so... shocking.

If I have to say it, it’s more of a disbelief.

Keir's eyes fell on the figure slowly coming down the stairs.

It was a very large stuffed bear. Visually, it was about the same height as Tooru Miyamoto. Because of the hat, it looked slightly taller than Tooru Miyamoto.

The milky-white stuffed bear has two black eyes embedded in its face. They are probably made of plastic glass and are reflective.

Dressed decently in a black coat and a green turtleneck.

Together with the hat, this set looks more and more familiar.

Who would dress a stuffed bear in the same clothes as Gin? Are you crazy?

Moreover, the bear can move on its own and is holding a teenager? Or should I say boy?

I feel like it's not inconsistent to use these two to address each other.

The other person was wearing a white shirt, with a white bandage wrapped around his neck, and a bandage on his palm, with only one or two knuckles exposed.

There is medical cotton on the knee.

Her white complexion blends in with the white shirt on her body. Even indoors, she wears a pair of black sunglasses.

Her hair is also white, a white that is different from Toru Miyamoto's, a soft white that looks like snowflakes or clouds.

He has slender limbs and a childish appearance, looking like he is in his early teens.

so……

Is Avicreel the bear, or the... underage one?

Logically speaking, code members should be at least... individuals.

so……

Keir looked at the boy who was wrapped in bandages and whose body could be seen to be weak and fragile.

Avicril...is that so?

"Ivey, the person monitoring you is here." Toru Miyamoto, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his hand, confirming Kiel's guess.

That young man who was so weak that he seemed to break at the touch of a touch, was the one who had a very good relationship with a certain guy in the entertainment sector...Ai Vikriel.

It's just that no post said that the other party was a scientific research genius who got a code name underage.

No wonder the value is so high.

Young geniuses are always worth spending more money to cultivate.

"That's her. The organization's code name is Kiel. Anyway, I don't know a few members of the code name. I'll leave it to you to deal with it. I'll go back and catch up on some sleep." Miyamoto Toru pointed at Kiel and stood up.

"It has nothing to do with me" and "Don't bother me" are written all over his body.

No matter how you look at it, it's unreliable.

How can a normal adult let a child deal with an adult?

"Okay, Brother Che, I understand." The boy who was held by the stuffed bear all the way and finally carefully placed on the sofa nodded, his voice soft and well-behaved.

"Be good." Toru Miyamoto touched the boy's hair in a good mood and turned to leave.

He didn't take more than two steps but turned around and returned to the same place.

"By the way, I seemed to have spent a lot of money last night, but I have no money again. Please transfer some more money to me." He stood in front of the young man and stretched out his hand to him confidently.

An adult in his twenties reached out and asked a minor in his early teens for money, and his attitude was so confident.

If she wasn't working as an undercover agent right now, she would have called the police and arrested this scumbag.

Kil stared at Miyamoto Toru indifferently.

This is how the impression of the first meeting came out - a waste, incompetent, a playboy, a scumbag who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun and asks minors for money.

"How much does it cost?" Aito asked naturally.

No matter whether he is performing or not, as long as Brother Che asks him for something, he will give it to him.

"Let me think about it... ten million... no, let's go to one hundred million..." The man with off-white hair touched his chin thoughtfully.

It's like I'm really thinking about how much it should cost.

Avril has already drawn a golden card.

"No, just give me your card. You don't have anything to spend money on anyway, and those people won't let you play." Toru Miyamoto didn't bother to worry anymore, and simply reached out and took the card away.

"As your good brother, I will go and play for you." He said as if he was doing good for Ai Vikriel.

Hypocritical manner.

What a complete, hopeless... scumbag.

"After all, you make so much money for the organization. If you have no place to spend it, it will be wasted."

"Let's go." Toru Miyamoto held the gold card between his index and middle fingers and walked upstairs in a casual manner.

Kil looked at Avicril, ready to find a topic to chat about and get some news.

Miyamoto Tetsu's upper body was pressed against the handrail of the stairs, he looked over condescendingly, and asked with a smile that was not serious at all:

"By the way, Miss Keel, would you like to have a drink with me tonight?"

Keir:…

Dead scum.

"No need." She refused coldly.

Keir: A good guy and a scumbag.

Bourbon: I had a lot of fun playing it.

PS: I really want to open up a new trap and laugh to death. As expected, I don’t like writing emotional dramas. Fortunately, Xiaolan’s book just writes about fun. I prefer to write about people who have no CP and have fun——

I need a new protagonist and a new story to stimulate my desire to code.