Conan's World: Ke Xue Wei Tan

"But is this okay?" Vodka finally reacted, looked around, and asked: "Aren't you, a famous female star like you, afraid of being discovered when you are with us?"

"Don't worry." Belmod raised his eyebrows provocatively, "It's not too late for people to focus on the singer who is about to appear."

"Back to business." Gin interrupted impatiently: "Did you find what I asked you to find?"

Belmod was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be pretending to be coquettish, and said: "Your attitude towards me is getting worse every time. Is this the same way you treat the president?"

"You don't have to talk about anything else," Gin raised his eyes and cast his gaze from between the silver hair, "and she won't talk so much nonsense."

Belmode laughed disapprovingly, and then slowly said: "If you want to find something like that, you probably haven't found the 'real' thing."

"Real?" Vodka was stunned, "What do you mean? If you have any clues, just reveal where they are..."

"It's useless." Gin coldly interrupted Vodka's words, lit a cigarette in his hand, and said, "This woman believes in boring secrecy and is tight-lipped. You didn't know that until now."

"Ah, ah, thank you for the compliment." Belmod nodded with satisfaction, "It's the same old saying," she stared at Gin, with a faint smile on her lips, "a secret makes a woman."

That’s the thing again…

"But there's no need to talk about me." Belmod turned to ask: "The kitten that escaped before... have you found it?"

"Not yet." Gin said lightly. Compared with his previous reactions, his attitude seemed a little too calm. Belmod opened his eyes slightly in surprise and said, "Your attitude is not quite right. For

Traitor, you don’t seem to be as enthusiastic as before?”

Gin put down his glass and said, "I'm just putting it down temporarily. That woman doesn't have the guts to be active outside all the time."

"Indeed," Vodka said in agreement, "and when Shirley showed up last time, she said she would support her organization, so we already have a clue."

Belmode raised an eyebrow, "Does this organization really exist?"

"Yes." When Vodka said this, he actually smiled a little proudly and said: "This is none of your business, Belmode, just complete your own mission."

This man is really petty and refuses to say a word.

Belmod snorted lightly, continued to look at Gin, and said directly: "Let me ask another question, what is your attitude towards that mafia president? They now control several underground casinos through our prestige.

And as far as I know, the organization is not the type to be taken advantage of."

Speaking of this, Vodka looked at Gin carefully, and seeing that he didn't seem to express anything, he complained: "That woman is stingy, arrogant, bad-tempered, and unreasonable, and she scolded me so hard last time.

"

"She scolded you?" Belmod asked with interest: "What did she scold you for?"

Vodka was about to vent his grievances, but Gin blocked his words directly: "If you take her money and then betray her, according to their mafia rules, you will be stripped naked."

Hang it at the Tokyo Tower ticket office. Let this woman save you when the time comes."

Belmode: What dirty thing?

It's not necessary.