I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

"Dead, dead?" Maori Kogoro opened his mouth wide, his face full of shock.

Maurilan and Conan on the side were obviously surprised by this, and the expressions on the faces of the three were exactly the same.

...it seemed that Nan Ling, who was yawning slowly beside him, was very special.

"Is it true, landlady?"

Nan Ling looked at them boredly and asked.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm, right, right, right to myself watching him die, I have counted how many legs the man kicked before he died, does this kiss need me to tell you?

The landlady's answer was also unremarkable, "...Yes, it caused a lot of commotion."

Mouri Kogoro was about to stare out his eyes, "How could this happen!"

Nan Ling really wanted to tap his hands under his eyes, otherwise, wouldn't it be dirty if it fell on the ground and put it back in?

Eh... After the eyes fall out, can't they be pressed back?

Nan Ling blinked his eyes, his eyes were wet from yawning all the time, and the pupils with brown contact lenses looked innocent and harmless.

Have you not woken up yet?

Mouri Kogoro was still arguing in his ear, "Then, what about that person's daughter?"

"Daughter?" The landlady was a little frightened by Kogoro Mouri's appearance, "I don't know..."

"Miss Hirota, who came to Tokyo just to find him!"

"Is that person running away from home?" The landlady asked, but she still provided the most important piece of information, "I heard from the detective that Mr. Hirota was killed."

"What!?" The three of them shouted in unison this time.

Nan Ling scratched his ears impatiently.

Of course he was killed, although it wasn't Miyano Akemi's hand, but the man who started it did things neatly, and he saved himself from having to make up for it.

So, is it necessary for these three to roar so loudly? You can't look to the side, but there is first-hand information here for free. If you pay more, maybe I can give you some cross talk on this topic...

Ah, of course, these are just casual words, and even if you think about it, you know it's impossible.

Nan Ling tapped his still dazed head, and blinked his eyes sleepily again.

"Brother Nan?" Conan looked at him curiously, "Why are you so sleepy today?"

"Ah?" Nan Ling looked to the side, but saw a completely different environment, "...Hey, where are we now?"

"At the police station." Conan didn't understand why Nanling asked this suddenly.

"Ah...is that so?" But wasn't he at Miyano Akemi's door just now?

Did you fall asleep in the middle?

...it's not impossible.

Conan watched Nan Ling yawned at least a dozen times in just five minutes, and couldn't help but be a little worried, "Are you all right, Brother Nan, or will you go back today?"

"Probably because I've been staying up late for the past few days?" Nan Ling said uncertainly, "I've been sleep-deprived these days, really..."

"What is Brother Nan busy?"

Nan Ling thought for a while.

In the past few days, myself...

Followed Akemi Miyano in the middle of the night, visited her house in the middle of the night, came home in the middle of the night and found a bunch of patients with gunshot wounds, treated them in the middle of the night, followed Akimi Miyano in the middle of the night, and confirmed the death process of Kenzo Hirota in the middle of the night...

My healthy routine was broken again.

Speaking of which, I've been pretty busy lately.

Well, that's about it. It doesn't sound very legal.

However, how to tell Conan this?

"Well, I've been doing fortune-telling part-time recently." Nan Ling thought about his behavior as a riddleman at Miyano Akemi's house, and felt that it shouldn't be wrong.

"Fortune-telling?" Conan looked confused.

"Well, fortune-telling." Nan Ling started talking nonsense unscrupulously after opening his brain. "I watched the sky at night before Pindao and found that someone needed me, a white-clothed angel, to come down to the earth for help. After that, it was true."

He spread out his hands with a smile, "So I got busy."

"Hehe, hehe." Conan laughed perfunctorily, but couldn't help but whisper, "Don't you think your style of painting seems to be a fusion of many countries... What kind of fate is it?"

"I. Listen. See. Now. Oh." Nan Ling's face suddenly came closer, which startled Conan, "Hehehe... The secret can't be leaked, kid, just guess slowly."

Aha? What the heck is this...

Conan raised his head in despair, his face gradually losing expression.

Why on earth did I call this neuropathy here...

If I make a mistake, the law will punish me instead of putting me and Nan Ling together.

Conan's expressionless state continued until Mouri Kogoro came out of the police station.

"Dad, how is it?" Mao Lilan rushed over to ask anxiously.

"Only Miss Masami's glasses were found at the scene." Mouri Kogoro's face was heavy, "Maybe..."

"Why, how could it be..." Tears welled up in Mao Lilan's eyes, "I finally saw my father, but this happened..."

She couldn't hold back her tears suddenly, "It's so pitiful! Woohoo..."

"Don't be so depressed, Sister Xiaolan." Conan recovered from the conversation with Nanling just now, "I haven't confirmed that she was killed by a criminal."

"Don't cry, the police are looking for you too." Kogoro Mouri comforted, "Don't be so pessimistic."

Nan Ling sighed.

Miyano Akemi was smart enough to have been stamped by 73, and she was killed because of the plot, so why do you need to be pessimistic here?

But watching a girl cry and being indifferent is not the behavior of a gentleman...

Nan Ling touched his pocket and took out a tarot card of Justice.

Ah, unfortunately, the wheel of fortune was given to Miyano Akemi that day, otherwise the corresponding meaning should be more precise...

"Cough cough." He cleared his throat and raised the card in his hand mysteriously, "I just did a divination."

"Huh?" Maori Kogoro turned his head and looked at Nan Ling with a bewildered expression, "What?"

Conan patted his forehead with one hand.

It's over... Is Nan Ling going to get nervous again?

"It's fortune-telling, Miss Lan." Nan Ling naturally put the card into Mao Lilan's hand, and used a godly tone again, "Look, righteousness represents a fair outcome, like For a person like Miss Yami, the fair result is that she is fine, right?"

"How could it possibly be accurate..." Kogoro Mori looked disbelieving~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yes, right? "Maolilan asked with tears in his eyes, "Really? "

"Of course." Nan Ling clapped his hands, "I'm pretty accurate. So don't worry, Miss Yami will be fine."

"Well... um!" Mao Lilan wiped away her tears firmly and regained her vigor again, "Okay! I must find her!"

Conan stared blankly.

This, this is also possible?

"You have to learn this kind of thing." Nan Ling didn't know when he came back from Mao Lilan. "Girls always believe in this kind of thing more or less."

"Ah... ah?" Conan's mind hadn't turned around yet.

"Ah what?" Nan Ling said resentfully, "You can use it on your girlfriend after you learn it!"

"……what?!"