Conan's winery play house

Chapter 588 of Conan: Playing House in the Winery: The good-for-nothing brother and the genius brother, Aviciel, stopped talking again.

But someone spoke for him.

"Don't talk nonsense." Toru Miyamoto, who seemed to have taken a shower and changed into clean clothes, said as he went downstairs.

"Ivey doesn't hate the organization at all. It's our honor to work for the organization. Without the organization, how could we live such a life? Not to mention Ivy's illness..." He came to Ivy Clear and stretched out his arms to hug him

Lifting the other party, he sat down and let Avicril sit on his lap.

While stroking the boy's head, he felt like stroking a dog lying on his lap.

"If Ivey hadn't been smart enough and picked up by the organization, we wouldn't even have the money to buy medicine." Toru Miyamoto said with a seemingly casual shrug.

But this is somewhat unbelievable.

Because neither Toru Miyamoto nor Avicril seem to lack that sense of hardship.

They don't seem to have grown up in poverty, but rather like they have grown up in an environment where wealth is abundant.

Miyamoto Toru's air of a young man commanded by his aura is so strong, and his clothes are well-tailored, and they are obviously custom-made.

It's hard to imagine that the other person came from a poor background.

"Of course we are very grateful to the organization. Ivey will devote his whole life to the organization, right?" Toru Miyamoto said firmly while looking at Ivey Clear.

Kil saw Avicril's hands tremble and his eyes fluctuated greatly, but he quickly hid them.

"Yeah." He responded softly and obediently.

"Miss Gere, surveillance is surveillance. Don't say unnecessary things at will." The man with off-white hair rested his chin on one hand and said lazily against the sofa cushions.

Ah, a good-for-nothing scumbag brother who sold his younger brother to the organization for money.

A... timid, cowardly kid who dared not contradict his scumbag brother, but who turned out to be a talented scientific researcher.

Just thinking about it, you will know that this kid is the money printing machine for the scumbag brother.

"The third floor is where Brother Che and I live. Sister Keir lives on the second floor..." Avicril looked towards the second floor with a smile.

"The third floor is our men's domain. It's best not to go up there if you have nothing to do." Toru Miyamoto said calmly.

The tone is quite harsh.

Hey, a scumbag who feeds off children is still a man?

Keir's expression was cold and his eyes were cold.

The two of them were obviously at odds with each other.

As if he couldn't feel the two people's disapproval, Avril continued to speak softly:

"The room has been decorated a long time ago. If you have a decoration style you like, you can mention it..."

"As for monitoring me..."

"I am currently in sixth grade at Didan Primary School. Because I had an accident two days ago and fell ill, I have a holiday during this period. After the holiday, I will go back to school. In my free time, I will go with my friends to help the police solve cases...

"He told Kiel his daily arrangements word by word, in detail.

It certainly didn't look like he was worried at all.

When he talked about his friends, he showed a gentle smile.

Toru Miyamoto interrupted Avicril's words with a contemptuous sneer.

"Friends? Stop playing this kind of house game. Ivy, you just need to be organized. Isn't that Junerik very good? He is also a scientific research talent. Just play with people like him.

Already."

He had a condescending attitude, his face full of amusement and contempt for the ordinary friends that Avicril said.

but……

Junerik.

Like Avicril, he is a scientific research talent belonging to the organization, and maybe his age is not much different.

Keir remembered this code name and felt that this surveillance mission was not as boring as he imagined.

Even if there is a particularly annoying guy.

"But... I like to play with Hideki and the others..." The white-haired boy lowered his head in frustration, his eyes drooping, looking pitiful and aggrieved.

The voice of explanation was soft and unconfident.

After all, he did not dare to refute Miyamoto Toru.

"It's up to you, but you have to remember that you are different from those ordinary brats." Toru Miyamoto touched Aiviklier's face, leaned his head against his, and whispered in an intimate manner.

"You belong to the organization and you belong to me. Other friends are not important. Only those who can help the organization are good." He whispered in a bewitching tone.

Kil almost couldn't resist the urge to kick the opponent away.

Toru Miyamoto's walking posture didn't look stable at all, and he was extremely frivolous. He looked like the kind of playboy whose body had been drained by alcohol and sex. As expected, the opponent would fall down as soon as she kicked him.

But she couldn't do that.

"...I know." Avicril lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes, making it difficult to see the true emotions in them. He could only hear his low-pitched reply.

"If it's okay, just go to the laboratory. Didn't the organization arrange a project for you again?" Toru Miyamoto casually patted Ai Vikriel on the head.

"Go ahead, I'll be in charge of receiving Miss Keel." He said half-perfunctorily and half-urgently.

Rather than letting Avicril do research, it is more like wanting to reduce the contact between Avicril and Kiel.

"I know." Avicril stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Then he opened the hidden elevator and disappeared into the living room.

After Avril disappeared, the smile on Toru Miyamoto's face completely faded.

"I hope that during this period, Miss Keel, you can serve as a qualified cameraman." He looked at Keel expressionlessly.

At this time, it seemed a little dangerous.

But this is also consistent with the other person’s experience growing up in the organization.

Even an ordinary peripheral member is different from ordinary people and has certain dangers.

"The camera doesn't need to be able to speak, it just needs to record."

"Do you think so?" He said and raised an ambiguous smile again.

Keir's expression was calm and he looked at the other person coldly.

"I'm not interested in other things. I will leave after the organization determines that there are no problems with you." She said.

Toru Miyamoto shrugged and stood up, walking upstairs and said:

"Okay, then come with me and take you to your room on the second floor..."

Keir followed the other party silently.

But when I arrived at the second floor, I smelled a... vague smell of blood, which was a bit foul.

She frowned slightly.

Looking towards the room where the smell of blood came from, the door was closed tightly and nothing could be seen.

"Is there anyone in this room?" Kil asked.

Toru Miyamoto turned his head and glanced, and showed a clear expression when he saw the room where Kiel's eyes indicated.

"There's no one, just a dog. Do you want to take a look?" He said and opened the door without waiting for Kiel to refuse.

After the door opened, what greeted Keer's eyes was the body of a white Shiba Inu.

He fell in a pool of blood, his white fur was stained with blood, his abdomen was empty and flat, and his blue eyes were covered with a layer of darkness.

It's already dead.

The smell of blood and stench come from it.

"This is Aiwei's dog. He likes this dog very much, but I think he shouldn't do things that waste time. What do you think?" The man with off-white hair asked with a smile on his face and an unknown meaning.

.

In a daze, Kil felt that the figure lying in a pool of blood was not a dog, but Avicril.

The other party died in the cage created by Toru Miyamoto and the organization, just like this door that isolates everything, this room that the Shiba Inu can never open.

But upon closer inspection, it was indeed a dog.

It's a dog with the same color scheme as Ivy Clear.

Ah...it turns out that so many days have passed...

Living is really tiring.